The submarine was floating on the surface of the sea, and it was calm at the moment, and everyone simply got on the deck and took a breath of fresh air.

Arthur Stone also came up, carrying a black bag in his hand.

The deck of a submarine is not as wide as that of a ship. The long and narrow deck is like the back of a giant shark, which is always swaying in the sea. Boris and Ivan are all people who are not afraid of the wind and waves. They have long been accustomed to this kind of life, sitting or standing or lying down, leaning at will, and they are not a problem. But to their surprise, this Mr. Stone also walked gracefully to the bow of the boat as if walking on the ground.

"Sir, you must have worked in the navy before?" Boris asked, lying on the deck, sharing the box of cigars with everyone.

Arthur Stone turned around and smiled: "I haven't been in the navy, but I have worked in Somalia for a few years."

Boris said: "Ha, you are laughing! Only the guardian of the sea with Egil's approval can be such a calm face to the sea. The pirates in Somalia can't do it."

Stone smiled, walked over to Boris and sat down and asked, "You are Boris, right?"

"Yes sir, thank you for remembering my name." Boris handed over a cigar.

Stone did not answer, saying: "You have served in the Navy for eleven years, longer than Ivan. You originally had a wife, she was your admirer, and proud of you as an excellent submarine soldier, yes ?"

Boris looked at Ivan and complained: "Oh, Ivan, your mouth is so long!"

Ivan said, "I haven't said it."

Boris was dubious. Ivan is a reliable person and never lied to them, which is why everyone trusts him. But if it weren't for him, how could Stone know his past? He and his wife have been divorced for a long time. The admiration of the navy was just the lady’s impulse when she was young. In the perennial vacancy and poverty, ideals and beliefs have become the liquid in the urinals, and new infusions are infused every day, but every day will become sour and smelly. Smell and had to throw it away.

But Boris quickly became relieved and stopped thinking about this problem. He knew it when he knew it. There was no secret at all. After years of wandering, he hadn't seen women very much.

"I've left long ago, just a woman! When you make money, you can go ashore from anywhere, Aarhus, Belfast, Tokyo, Houston, Looe..., there are countless beauties for those flowers. The green ticket took off his clothes and lay on you and licked you." Boris said without a word.

"Boris!" Ivan reprimanded, "Watch out!"

"I know, I know! Ivan, you want your set again..." Boris waved his hand impatiently, and smelled and smelled the cigar across his nose, looking a little reluctant to smoke, "You are a good cigar. ! A lot of money, right?"

Ivan said, "Boris, this box given to you by Mr. Stone is the first version of Beyco rolled by Fernandez. It costs nearly ten thousand dollars."

Boris shook his hand and the cigar fell. He hurriedly caught it, if it fell on the wet deck, he couldn't pump it.

"Ivan, you even know this! Do you **** smoke often?" Boris said dissatisfiedly, "How many are there in this box? Hmm...twenty...forty...oh my god, then It’s not about four hundred thousand dollars!"

"It doesn't have to be so much for integrated buying, half is enough," Ivan said.

"That's expensive enough, I can earn so much for a year of hard work!" Boris said.

"You can take it if you like it, and it won't cost much." Stone took the bag on the deck, and took out a tablet computer and a gray box the size of a radio. While connecting the box to the computer, pulling out a long antenna from the box, he said, "If you want to smoke, I still have it, but they are all on the shore. I have to wait until the mission is over before I can get it back."

Boris said: "Although cigars are also good, I still prefer money."

His words seemed to speak the hearts of everyone, and they echoed.

Arthur Stone adjusted the antenna, then turned on the computer, and said, "The signal is good! Ivan, I now transfer the remaining half of the money to your account."

Ivan said: "Sir, the mission is not over yet..."

Arthur Stone interrupted him: "The mission is over, and then it's up to us to see if we can go back alive."

"What did you say?" Everyone was taken aback.

"I don't know what will happen, but be prepared." Arthur Stone said, "Ivan, you go check the torpedo compartment first."

"Okay, sir." Ivan put out the cigar that had been lit, put it in his pocket, and climbed out of the hatch.

"You won't really be going to fight, right?" Boris suddenly became nervous. "No wonder you have to equip you with a full amount of torpedoes. I thought it was too much money!"

"It's not a war." Stone continued to tap on the computer.

"What is it not to fight?" Boris asked strangely. "One 533 torpedo is enough to destroy a destroyer. We are equipped with fourteen. Could it be that Godzilla is here?"

...

This question of Boris has actually existed in Ivan's mind for a long time. He once doubted whether Arthur Stone was a terrorist, but after careful understanding and consideration, he ruled out this idea.

Ivan checked the torpedo compartment and everything was normal. When he returned to the deck, he passed by the lounge and took a curious look. He saw that both computers were on. One of them was still playing old movies, while a strange picture appeared on the other.

This picture is a bit similar to the magnetic detection he saw before, and it is also composed of dotted lines, with some color blocks already filled in, which is equivalent to a semi-finished three-dimensional puzzle. The surrounding blue should represent the sea. The middle image looks a bit like the shape of a submarine volcano, with a gradient from gray to red all the way to the bottom, and the dark red part may represent magma.

The strange thing is that there is an inverted triangle shadow inside the irregular crater, like a triangular pyramid funnel inserted in the volcano. There is a thin line like a rainbow in the middle, shooting from the center of the funnel to the dark red at the bottom.

Ivan looked for a long time and didn't see anything famous, so he went back to the deck and told Stone that everything was normal in the torpedo cabin.

Arthur Stone nodded, and then said, "Ivan, I have transferred two million dollars to your wife's account."

Ivan said in surprise: "Sir, what are you...?"

Stone closed the computer and motioned him not to speak: "Boris, although you are divorced, you are still thinking about your wife and children? I transferred a sum of money to your ex-wife in your name, enough for her to survive. Good for the rest of my life."

Boris was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

"Vasily...Andre... Modovich...Anthony..."

Arthur Stone reported their names one by one, and transferred money in their name to the family members, friends, or comrades in arms they cared about the most.

"Sir~lightnovelpub.net~ I don't understand, why are you doing this?" Ivan asked puzzled.

"Ivan, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you in advance, this mission is actually very dangerous." Stone said.

"Okay, don't say it!" Boris shouted, "Isn't it just a war? I was looking forward to it when I was a soldier! Mr. Stone, tell me, what do you want us to do? I'll give you my life. !"

"It's not a war, but it's more dangerous than a war." Arthur Stone stood up, his white clothes swaying slightly in the sea breeze.

"What's that?" Boris asked.

"Look around!" Stone said.

Everyone looked around and saw that the sea horizon in the distance was gone, and a layer of white mist had formed on the vast sea. Above the fog, the outlines of some buildings are faintly visible, such as a mirage.

The white mist gradually approached, and the buildings became clear. Ivan saw several pyramids towering over them, but the problem was that these pyramids were upside down, with their spires resting on the sea surface, and its reflection appeared in the sea.