Chapter 1138 Welcome to Alcatraz
A small unmanned submarine was slowly released into the water, followed by two "shallow sea transport vehicles" slightly larger than it. Jack bit his breathing mouth, He waved to Hannah and Jiejie who were looking at him worriedly, then leaned back and fell into the water.
This dive is actually not too difficult. Although they need to go around to the other side of Alcatraz Island to reach the entrance of the previously selected drainage channel, the whole distance is only 4 kilometers.
In the words of that old guy Mason, it would be easy to give him a snorkel and a pair of flippers.
This is indeed the case. Except for Goosby who was a little overly nervous, the difficulty of this underwater armed swim was not much more difficult for the seals than the daily basic physical training.
Although the "shallow sea transport vehicle" has a "high" underwater speed of 7 knots, which is 13 kilometers per hour, after carrying ammunition, weapons and four to five crew members, it can only slowly move at a speed of less than 4 knots. Moved.
Fortunately, the sea conditions were good today, and there was a small unmanned submarine exploring the way ahead. Although it failed to move completely in a straight line, it still arrived at the target location quietly after more than half an hour.
Mason spent ten minutes and successfully found the entrance to the drainage channel among a pile of kelp and seaweed. It was located on the side of the smooth cliff, only about one meter from the water.
The iron fence at the entrance has long been rusted, and there is a big hole in the middle. I don’t know if it was the work of the old guy when he escaped.
The drainage channel is very narrow and can only accommodate one person to pass through. Although it is somewhat curved, its length does not exceed 50 meters, which is the 57 steps that Mason mentioned before.
Considering that he climbed out of it while the tide was low, even Jack couldn't help but admire the old guy's courage. This was really not something ordinary people could do.
Jack and B5 Brock Reynolds, who served as the commando, emerged from the reservoir like water ghosts. The Noveske N4 assault rifles they held in their hands each rotated half a circle. After confirming that the surroundings were safe, Brock slowed down again. Slowly float down and make tactical gestures behind you.
Since the opponents this time are their own, in order to prevent abnormal signals from being detected, they will maintain radio silence throughout the process.
Although everyone carries a GPS locator, the command center cannot monitor the movements of the team members in a place like the underground where signals are isolated.
This can be called a challenge even for SEAL Team B, because it means that they will not receive any support from the rear, including hovering high in the sky, before breaking radio silence. of Predator drones.
Taking off his heavy diving suit, Jack took out his 83-type water bottle and handed it to Goolsby, who was shivering from the cold. "Have some, but only a small sip."
Although San Francisco is adjacent to the Pacific Ocean like Los Angeles, It seems that the geographical location is very close, but due to the cold current, the sea water temperature here rarely exceeds 20 degrees even in midsummer.
Although the wetsuit has considerable thermal insulation effect, the current water temperature of only fifteen or six degrees is still very easy for people to fall into a state of hypothermia.
However, just when Goosby was still hesitating, the kettle was snatched away by Mason who had already smelled the smell. He took a big sip, then let out a heavy breath and shouted loudly. said.
“Good Red Label Vodka, the taste is still the same as in my impression.”
The space that everyone is currently in is not quiet. An old-fashioned gas turbine that has been running for who knows how many years is rumbling, providing electricity to the entire island.
Jason, the captain of Team B, walked around the room, stopped in front of a heavy, rusted iron door, and tried to turn the rotating handle on the door. "Don't bother, this door can only be opened from the other side." Mason returned the kettle to Jack, walked to the gas turbine and squatted down, staring blankly at the bottom of the boiler that spit out tongues of flame from time to time.
"What do you mean? How do you plan to open the door?"
Jason lowered his head in confusion and followed his line of sight to the bottom of the boiler. A huge wheel-like structure is constantly rotating, as if it is a giant guillotine passing through the bottom of the gas turbine that is less than one meter high.
Coupled with the tongues of fire spitting out from time to time, people can't help but have the illusion that this small passage seems to be a miniature version of hell.
"Of course I will crawl under it and go to the other side to open the door for you." Mason seemed to be talking about something ordinary.
Sonny Quinn, who was taking out door-breaking explosives from his backpack, was startled when he heard this. He leaned down and looked down for a while, then looked back at Mason who looked normal, and couldn't help but shrink back and gloat. looked at Jack.
“Fortunately, Jason arranged for you to follow him.”
Mason also looked at Jack, “Do you want to come too?”
"No, I believe you, really." Jack shrugged. It wasn't that he couldn't get through it, but he didn't know how to explain that he was fine even though his clothes were burned.
"I still remember the time difference, I hope it hasn't changed." Mason said and leaned down on the ground.
“Wait a minute.” Jack pulled out his FK7.5 and handed it to the old man, “Wear it for self-defense, but this is my baby, don’t lose it, otherwise I will kill your daughter when I get back. "Damn it."
Mason was slightly stunned. This old agent from the SAS didn't know how to respond to the little bastard in front of him.
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Watching Mason's figure disappear into the light of the fire, Clay asked worriedly, "He won't just abandon us and run away, right?"
"Then we can only risk being discovered. Blow the door open." Jack shrugged, unfazed.
Although he didn't get along with this person for a long time, he felt that he had gained some experience in interacting with some old spies who came from the Cold War period.
These old guys all have a temper that accepts softness but not hardness. Instead of coercing and tempting, it is better to show some softness and show trust in return, which may have miraculous effects.
Time passed bit by bit, obviously it was only a short four or five minutes, but everyone who was "trapped" here had the illusion that their days were like years.
Even Captain Jason, who has always been calm, couldn't help but frequently look at the Lumenos military watch on his wrist. Just when Sonny couldn't hold it anymore and was about to untie his backpack again and take out the explosives, the rusty fan There was a dull roar from the iron gate.
Deputy Ray Perry, who was squatting on guard at the door, and the current B6 "Full Metal" Scott Carter opposite him looked at each other, pointing their guns up and down at the iron door that was slowly opening. gap.
"Welcome to Alcatraz!" Mason's figure appeared behind the open iron door, his face covered with sweat, and his body seemed to be steaming.
(End of this chapter)