Emergency Doctor Mercenary Road: Chapter 326 Long pine lying gorge sleepy wind and frost
Chapter 326
It had been half an hour since the torpedo launch, and the Nautilus had been swaying 2,000 yards from the two Japanese ships.
"Major, brothers, most of the Ghost Cruiser has sunk! The gurgling water and whirlpools are so loud, haha, we can basically confirm the record of sinking the top ship!" Lu Fei covered his earphones and said softly.
"It's so cool, brothers, do you want to build another Japanese destroyer? It's not fast now, it's close to stagnation, maybe it's a big deal." Major Brockman looked up and raised his eyebrows and asked the officers. road.
"Captain, I'm not a spoiler, now the Japanese destroyer is on the other side of the cruiser, and we have to circle around to hit it. It's a bit of a risk. In case we circle around, the storm is over, and there's visibility on the sea. We must not be dumbfounded on the spot? Next, we will be chased all the way to death, and luck will not always be with us, sir, can you take it easy?" Lu Fei reminded kindly.
Major Brockman frowned and thought for a while, patted his forehead and said, "Jack is right! I was almost dazzled by the victory, our record could not be better, there is no need to take risks with the destroyer one-on-one. Follow my orders! Keep the original course and speed, and after 5 nautical miles we will turn west and head straight for our destination, the Sea of Japan!"
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An hour later, the Nautilus completely left the Japanese destroyer's range of activities. At this time, the wind and rain dissipated on the sea.
As the sun sets in the west, the sun becomes gentle and blurred, slanting on the deck. With the sea as the background, the quiet sea remains in the hearts of everyone on the deck with the texture of an oil painting.
"Just after the battle of Midway Island, the Japanese combined fleet was seriously damaged, and they definitely dare not mess with things. This sea area should be relatively safe now. First mate, let the helmsman slow down, keep people on duty, and ask other brothers to take turns on deck to let the wind out. !" The major waved his hand happily, and asked the first officer beside him to go down to the submarine and call someone.
After a while, a large group of sailors giggled on the deck, basking in the sunset. The daring head chef smiled and said loudly to the major: "Captain, you see, we have made such a great contribution, do you want to have a drink to celebrate?"
When the sailors heard this, their eyes lit up and looked at the major expectantly.
Major Brockman said boldly: "Then make a whole cup. Even if General Nimitz comes, he will agree with my decision to boost morale. Chief engineer, let the brothers in the torpedo cabin get everyone some fish juice."
The chief engineer frowned and said, "Are you all suffering from Alzheimer's? You are so forgetful. The ethanol in the oldest MK-10 torpedo has been used up, and there is only another MK-10 distributed later, so you can't drink it."
Lu Fei asked suspiciously, "Isn't it the same type of torpedo? Why can't you drink the ethanol fuel inside?"
The chief engineer smiled bitterly: "It's just because the matter of drinking fuel in the submarine force is no longer a secret. All the submarine brothers do it. The bureaucrats of the Navy Department have thought of many ways to deal with us, but they just don't want everyone to set sail. When drinking. At first they added dyes and methanol to the ethanol fuel, which will make the taste of the ethanol fuel greatly reduced, and even make you drink too much. After the bread is compacted and used for ethanol filtration, those dyes can be successfully filtered out of methanol.”
Lu Fei asked suspiciously: "Then we can draw a scoop like a gourd, can't we just do it like this?"
The chief engineer shook his head and said, "You only know one thing and the other, and this is known by the lords of the Admiralty. Then they kept increasing the amount of methanol until the bread used for filtering could not take all the methanol. So the taste of torpedo juice is greatly reduced. But the submarine sailors who were addicted to alcohol didn't care about the taste and just drank them all. As a result, many sailors drank too much methanol version of torpedo juice and ended up one after another. Not to mention methanol poisoning, and even some unlucky people go blind."
Lu Fei was taken aback and said, "It's so desperate? It's not like that! So now the fish ethanol fuel is all methanol?"
The chief engineer shook his head and said: "No, because the submarine sailors drank methanol, and there were too many non-combat layoffs, these generals in the office decided to replace the methanol and dye after thinking hard, and add croton oil instead. Several trials by the Admiralty, the method of dealing with dyes and methanol, did not filter out the croton oil.
This time, the generals in the office were considered to be victorious, and the submarine sailors who did not know the truth drank the torpedo juice mixed with croton oil without warning. The sailors were so sick of having diarrhea that they couldn't live without the toilet, and they never dared to drink the new ethanol fuel, so the Admiralty's sleight of hand worked, and the office general was victorious. "
Lu Fei nodded and asked inexplicably, "This is simply a battle of science, but I am a layman and have never experienced the life and pressure of a submariner, so I don't quite understand why the sailors are so addicted to drinking. Big? Sailors come from all over the United States, and they are not all from the bitter cold places, and it is impossible for them to have the habit of drinking."
Major Brockman smiled bitterly: "You're right, these sailors were good boys before they came to serve, and few of them were addicted to alcohol. But after serving on the submarine for a period of time, everyone was addicted to alcohol, and even more when they got off the boat. I am very drunk. I often take the chief mate and chief engineer to the bar to hunt for people. The main reason is that the pressure on the submarine is too great, not to mention more, I will list three: First, the space on the submarine is too small and the air is turbid , it is very easy for people to develop claustrophobia; second, life is extremely boring, there is nothing on the vast sea, such as the matter of one-on-one two Japanese ships today, brothers can discuss for half a year, daily life is too boring; third is pressure It's too big, and you've also tasted what it's like to be chased by a devil destroyer, the kind of days where life and death hang on the line, and you can only pray that God doesn't take a vacation today.
The first mate continued with a long sigh: "Now you know the suffering of our submarine brothers, the army brothers can run freely on the ground, the air force's time in the sky is short, even other warships are much bigger than us, and they can't beat them. We can run. We can only dodge if we can't dodge. If we can't dodge, we can only be bombed. In this case, drink some wine to relax and forget about those troubles for a while! Those masters of the Admiralty should experience it for themselves. Go out to sea and try. Talking about the pain of submarine sailors is really hard to say for three days and three nights."
Lu Fei couldn't help shedding tears of sympathy, and after wiping away the tears that didn't exist, he said with emotion: "It's really sad for those who hear it and sad for those who hear it. It's not easy for the sailors, it's all this **** war, Damn Japanese devils. But adding croton oil is not difficult to solve, everyone really wants to drink, and I will help you achieve it!"
Hearing what he said was such an understatement, the major, first officer and chief engineer were all taken aback. The major's eyes were like copper bells: "You also have a trick? Come on, what is the way to improve the morale of the sailors by relying on these wines. Okay, solved the wine problem, you're the most popular boy on this submarine."
Lu Fei shrugged and said: "I am a scholar, and chemistry is good. I remember that the boiling point of croton oil is lower than that of ethanol. So the solution is very simple: just use ethanol for distillation. Because the boiling point of croton oil is much higher than that of ethanol. Ethanol, as long as the distillation method is used properly, all these croton oils can be filtered out.
Major was overjoyed and shouted to the head chef, "Come over here, head chef, you hear me. You and Jack, go to the kitchen and do this right away."
The head chef Pidianpidian followed Jack to the kitchen. After a while, the two built a small boiler and started a not very complicated distillation process. After an hour, drinkable ethanol was extracted. "
When glasses of ethanol cocktails with pineapple juice were brought to the deck, the sailors applauded and the crowd cheered. One by one, he took the cups to toast Lu Fei, he could only taste it, or else so many people would drink the toasts one by one, and he would have to get drunk.
The sailors who were singing and dancing sang on the deck one by one, twisting their eyes "Yanwu", Lu Fei's facial muscles were about to twitch habitually.
Happy time is always short. After the major gave each sailor two cocktails, he ended the happy party with only men, and let the sailors disembark and prepare for dinner.
Going down into the submarine, Lu Fei didn't want to eat greasy canned luncheon meat anymore. Feeling a little tired, he asked the chef at random, "Dear chef, what are you going to eat tonight? Can you change something fresh?"
Chef Tan Shou said helplessly: "What else can I eat, canned luncheon meat, bread, carrots. This is a submarine, not a French restaurant or a Chinese restaurant."
Lu Fei shook his head and said, "Even if there are no fresh ingredients, why can't we get some fish to eat? We are in the Pacific Ocean. There is a saying in China that we rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and the sea to eat the sea."
The head chef said helplessly: "How can it be so easy to get a lot of sea fish. When the brothers go out on a mission, they often have their heads on the belts of their trousers, and there are not many times when they surface and are not dangerous. Besides, fishing in Taiping is not enough. It's so easy to catch one or two fish by chance, so many brothers, who will eat it? Our Nautilus is equal in officers and soldiers, and the major can take care of everyone, and will not eat alone."
Lu Fei smiled and said, "It's not a big problem. We can use sonar to detect fish and fish in a targeted manner. I'll go and talk to the major." Then he found the major and told the major that he wanted to get some fish for everyone. Improve the food.
Major readily agreed, no one would like to eat canned food for a month, so it would be great to get some fish to change the taste.
"First mate, come on, Jack is going to give everyone welfare again, and send ten brothers who are not on duty to help him make tools and fish for everyone." The major shouted.
Lu Fei first made some pieces of meat in the kitchen, and then used various wooden sticks and iron guys, tied them with ropes, and made 7 or 8 "fishing rods" ready-made, and sent them to the deck to fish first. I turned on the passive sonar, put on my earphones and listened to the sound of the sea, ready to find a school of fish for surgery, even a small school of fish.
But the school of fish was not so easy to come across. Ten minutes later, Lu Fei still hadn't found a school of fish of any size.
The sailors on the deck caught several small fish, and they soon dispatched people to get off the boat to ask Lu Fei for instructions.
"Mr. Jack, how do you deal with these little fish, you can't eat enough to fill your teeth."
"Tom, you are stupid. You can't eat it. Use the internal organs and the body of the small fish as bait. I will find a large school of fish for everyone right away. You can prepare more small fish by the side and prepare the bait." Lu Fei ordered.
"Okay, I've got some numbers, then I'll go." Big Tom, the Hanhan torpedo loader, turned back to the deck.
Lu Fei continued to monitor various sounds in the sea. A few minutes later, the hard work paid off. He finally heard the sound of a small school of fish swimming. He raised his head and shouted excitedly: "1000 meters ahead, 30 degrees north, there are fish schools, major, let the submarine drive over quickly. ."
Major Brockman was sitting and writing the logbook. Hearing this, he stood up immediately, walked to the helmsman and instructed: "Follow Jack's directions, drive to me, then stop the boat and drop anchor, everyone will go fishing on the deck together, and finally we can change Order fresh food to eat."
A few minutes later, the Nautilus slowly stopped, and after anchoring, a large group of old and young men on board all on board.
Lu Fei devised a strategy and began to take charge of the overall command of fishing.
"You, you, you, each person is separated by at least 10 meters, and put different bait. The brothers on the side are ready to help. In case the fish is too big, go ahead and don't pull hard."
"I'm hooked, I'll go, at least dozens of pounds, this is cod, come and help." The first mate took the lead in catching the fish.
"I'm also hooked here. Is this a flounder, or a cod? I don't know. Come up to me." Tom also won, and the sailors on the side immediately went up to help fish.
One after another, there was a sound of cries, and the sailors watching the battle from behind all went up to help, and many people jumped into the sea and threw the fish they caught.
Lu Fei was holding a flying knife. To see which brother really couldn't deal with the big fish, he leaned over and threw the flying knife to get the big fish before he was brought up.
Water splashed around the submarine and it was very lively, and everyone laughed like a fool.
"Okay, these are seven or eight hundred pounds, and the freezer can't hold it, so there's no need to fish any more." After half an hour, the head chef looked at more and more fish on the deck, and waved and shouted happily.
"Stop, look at you foodies. We are only a few dozen people, two pounds per person, and we can't dry 150 pounds. The rest of the freezer can't fit in, so we can't throw away vegetables and meat, no need. Let’s catch more fish, and let Jack often look for fish in the future.” The major laughed and scolded the sailors happily.
The sailors stopped fishing and helped the chef to kill the fish on the deck and washed them with sea water. Dr. Jack's anatomical skills are on the line, one knife to the head, one knife to cut the fish's belly, and two to remove the internal organs. His movements are so skillful that it makes people suspect that his pre-war job was selling fish.
Seeing that he was so familiar with the way, he simply assigned two helpers to Lu Fei, and the three of them started to kill the fish. After the other sailors and the guys in the kitchen worked together, after half an hour, they finally cleaned up the large number of sea fish caught and carried them into the kitchen.
The head chef and several chefs were busy, and it took an hour for the Nautilus to start the meal.
This evening's dinner was the biggest meal the Nautilus has ever had. The sailors feasted on a variety of fish soups, fried fish, and sashimi, and each could have a cocktail to soothe their throats.
The sailors who ate dinner were not satisfied. Everyone agreed that the most correct move for the major to go to sea this time was to tie Jack onto the ship. This is both good and delicious, and it's so comforting.
(end of this chapter)