Chapter 43: Aircraft Carrier Fleet Nuclear Submarine Flyover Net

  This loud noise also caught the attention of Nisei and others on the deserted island.

  "Glare Snake, observe!" Night Yang Jian immediately gave the order.

  "Received!" Instantly, Glasses Snake climbed up to the high point of the deserted island in three strides, took out a telescope and began searching all around...

  "It's our submarine! It's our submarine. Tang-class! It's a nuclear submarine" The excited shout of Glasses Snake came from the earphones...

  "Tank! Smoke screen! Yellow rescue smoke!" Yè Yáng Jiàn immediately shouted loudly towards the tank behind him.

  "...Heh~heh......" Along with the two smoke signal bombs being thrown out, amidst the flashing flames, a large amount of thick yellow smoke floated up, instantly turning into a dense, large patch...

  "Captain! A yellow distress smoke bomb has been spotted on the small island, roughly matching the direction of the signal received by the radio station." Just out of the water, a wet and dripping submarine observation deck, a submarine observer called the captain below through the intercom.

  "Signalman, contact their radio station." The boat captain ordered.

  A moment later...

  "I am the captain of the People's Liberation Army Navy, 092-level nuclear submarine fleet. Rescue radio station, please identify yourself first!" The captain took over the radio and asked. About ten days ago, he received a special order from the naval fleet headquarters to search for a group of our troops who might be trapped in the nearby waters. Unfortunately, in the following days, a powerful typhoon appeared in the nearby waters, they could not conduct underwater searches, and had to wait at the bottom of the sea."

  The captain of the 092 boat estimated that even if there were survivors, they would probably be finished off in this weather. However, a task is a task, and following the principle of completing the task, although it had been delayed for many days, after the typhoon passed, they entered the shallow water area to carry out search work as ordered. Fortunately, on the same day, their listening room received a distress signal from a radio station, which said that a fishing boat was in danger during the typhoon, crew members were stranded on a deserted island, and requested rescue...

  The strategic missile nuclear submarine is the sword of the country, and it's impossible to expose its position just to rescue a few fishermen. However, the captain heard something hidden in the distress call. He's an old hand, so he immediately realized that they might be the very target he needed to search for and rescue. That's why he turned back and rushed over.

  A moment later...

  "Mayday received, I am a lieutenant of the 177th Special Operations Battalion, A3 Special Brigade, People's Liberation Army of China. This is Ye Yangjian. Please hurry to rescue me at coordinates 092."

  "Received 092, finally found you guys......" The captain said sincerely. He had also guessed what kind of people they were. To be able to persist on a deserted island for so long in such a situation, they must not be ordinary soldiers. Soldiers are always soldiers, and being able to rescue their own stranded comrades is definitely something worth celebrating.

  "Haha! It's great to see you guys, please send a boat over quickly, my team members are not in good condition." The voice from the other side was relatively calm, but sounded very pleased.

  "Understood, 092 immediately dispatch rescue team, welcome home, kids." The captain seemed delighted as well.

  "Attention search and rescue team! Dispatch two rescue boats."

  "...it is!..."

  Riding the wind and waves, two rescue boats sped towards the small island. However, as soon as the submarine sailors in charge of the rescue landed on the deserted island, they immediately threw up at the sight before their eyes. The scene was simply too shocking.

  A3 Special Forces, 177th Regiment, it's already past 10 o'clock at night. Jiang Hai's eyes are red, sitting on the edge of the table smoking secretly. For over a dozen days, he has lost hope. It seems that the Wolf Warriors won't be coming back. Just now, he opened the letter archive bag that Ye Yang Jian handed to him before the 10th squad went out on their mission. One by one, he carefully read through them, lighting up a cigarette after each one. The more he smoked, the more his heart felt suffocated, looking at the simple language in the letters of the 10th squad's soldiers. The more he looked, the more he wanted to down a few shots of strong liquor.

  Although 177 deaths are nothing, he has seen many in these years, but when reading the simple wills of these warriors, his heart still inexplicably aches...

  Suddenly, the phone rang, startling Jiang Hai who was secretly suffering.

  After being stunned for a moment, he immediately picked up the phone.

  "...Hello?" Jiang Hai asked tentatively. He seemed to have a premonition. Good, or bad... Anyway, it would have something to do with Class 10.

  "It's me! I've found your man for you..." The voice on the other end of the phone was still strong and firm, but completely devoid of emotion, as if discussing a trivial matter.

  "Really? Where are they? How are they now?" Jiang Hai grasped the phone, his excited hands trembling. For these soldiers under him, he even put aside his proud face and went to beg that stubborn old man of his. The old man really had skills, and finally found out about the 10th squad's whereabouts. It had been over a dozen days already, just when Jiang Hai thought they were lost forever, his own father suddenly called to say they had been found. To have them back after losing them, how could he not be overjoyed?

  "...Uh...this, the situation is a bit special, ah! Hai'er, I'm also having trouble speaking now......" There was a moment of silence, and then the voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be somewhat melancholic, finally showing some emotional fluctuations.

  "What's going on, Dad?! Can you finish what you're saying in one breath?" Jiang Hai suddenly became anxious. He hated the old man's style of speaking that always left half a sentence hanging. At the same time, he had a bad premonition. In the past, when his mother passed away, the old man hadn't shown much emotional fluctuation... This time...

  "...I think you need to come and see for yourself. The place is 105 Military Hospital." The phone was then hung up.

  "Hey! Hey! ~ Ah" Jiang Hai knew his father's style, cursed a dirty word, and immediately grabbed his clothes and rushed out the door.

  "Shi Yunbin! Zhao Tiejun! Get out here for your old man! The wolves have found them, let's go! Go! Go......" He then jumped onto a Dongfeng Mengshi Wild Field 4x4 vehicle and honked the horn while shouting towards the barracks.

  The 105th Hospital of the People's Liberation Army

  Deputy Director Liu Haisheng is sitting in the conference room, watching a live dialogue video on the big screen. Around him are many psychological experts and chief physicians from various departments...

  The deputy director of Hospital 105, Liu Haisheng, and his colleagues around him watched a video of Ye Yangjian's conversation with a military doctor on a submarine...

  At this time, Ye Yang Jian's hands were handcuffed behind his back on a metal chair in the cabin of the boat, with all four sides fixed.

  "Hello, due to some special reasons, we can only treat you like this for the time being. I hope you understand. I am a military doctor, please rest assured that this will help with your treatment," said the military doctor.

  "I understand." said Yeto Kenji with a smile.

  "Alright, let's begin. May I ask for your name, rank and position in the military?" The military doctor and Ye Yang Jian sat face to face across a table, speaking while taking notes with his pen.

  "My name is Ye Yang Jian, lieutenant rank, and I'm a squad leader." Ye Yang Jian said with a smile.

  "So, which unit do you belong to? Can you tell me your unit number and the tasks you are executing?" The military doctor nodded, Night Yang Jian's attitude made him very surprised and also very satisfied. Because good communication helps with psychological intervention and treatment.

  "Comrade military doctor, please forgive my impertinence. The unit number, I mentioned it when I requested rescue, A3 Special Brigade, 177 Special Operations Company, but the mission details, I'm not at liberty to disclose, you know the confidentiality rules." Night Yang Jian smiled and winked his eyes saying

  "Well, it seems your thinking is still normal, and you still remember the confidentiality clause." The military doctor nodded again and wrote a line on the record book: The patient still has good self-consciousness and can recall and follow the confidentiality clause.

  "It was presumptuous of me, I shouldn't have asked that. I'm just a bit nervous." The military doctor scratched his head with an apologetic look and chuckled.

  "I understand." Yè Yáng Jiàn nodded intimately.

  "So, I'd like to ask you, do you know what you've done?" The military doctor's tone changed as he stared at Yoruhi Kengo.

  "I know, I ate my comrades." Jian Ye didn't evade the question, staring straight at the military doctor as he replied.

  "You! How could you eat a person?! What were you thinking at that time?" The military doctor was incredulous at Ye Yangjian's confession. In most cases, such behavior occurs in an unconscious or confused state of mind, and when the patient calms down and is questioned again, they often fall into confusion, self-blame, anger, bloodlust, madness, or violent emotions. A calm situation like Ye Yangjian's should be the most severe. Because this indicates that he was eating a person in a very clear-headed state of mind.

  "I have three reasons, first, this was my comrade's last request before he died, I fulfilled his wish. Second, according to the survival rule number one, absolutely do not waste any food. Third, I'm hungry, I must save myself, because I want revenge!" Ye Yang Jian said with a smile.

  "So if your comrade hadn't sacrificed himself first, and you were in an extreme lack of food situation, would you?" the military doctor asked with a puzzled tone.

  "I'll kill myself and then let my brothers eat me." Yeyang Jian said with a faint smile.

  "Don't you think there's anything wrong with eating humans? Or do you feel guilty?" The military doctor asked while taking notes.

  "No, if I had to watch my best brother rot in front of me, I'd rather eat him myself, because that's a kind of memorial. That way, I'll carry his share with me as I live on. Similarly, if they ate me, I believe they would also take my share and go on living well." said Yang Jian Chen sincerely.

  "What on earth have you done? Why would you even think of such a thing?" The military doctor rubbed his temples, asking subconsciously. Yeto Kengo was the last survivor he had questioned, and his explanation was almost identical to that of the previous eight people... In their view, it seemed that if they ate their own comrades, those comrades could live on forever in their bodies. This made him feel ridiculous, sad, childish, pitiful, and at the same time, unbelievable.

  "Because we are brothers who share life and death!" Yeyang Jian slowly but firmly spat out these words.

  "Damn it! That phrase again." The military doctor shook his head secretly, this might be the phrase he heard repeated the most today.

  "I think you're stupid, really, not because you eat people, but because of your thoughts." The military doctor lit a cigarette, took a puff, and inquired with a nod to Yeyang Jian. After getting his nod, he put the cigarette into Yeyang Jian's mouth.