Chapter 277 (1/2)

It's a submarine.

The total length is about 90 meters. The displacement is not visible, but it must be above 1000 tons.

Like a sea god needle, deeply embedded in the rugged stone wall.

Most of the surface is covered with unknown algae, and the crevices are cemented by remains of mollusks. The rust mottled the sheet of iron, but it did not remove the white paint which symbolized its identity.

He reached out his hand and touched the cold iron wall through his gloves.

Gently brushing the soft and greasy seaweed, Jiang Chen murmured out the line of dead characters.

“u-235？”

If he remembers correctly, there should be only one series of U-type submarines in the world.

Jiang Chen is not a military fan. His understanding of this thing comes from a British documentary about World War II and several Hollywood films.

The ghosts, active below the sea level, haunted the allies like nightmares, tormenting merchant and transport ships sailing in the Atlantic Ocean. Tearing the supply lines between the free world and the British Isles, and restraining the Allied forces' maritime power.

It was not until the surrender of Germany in 1945 that these submarines sank and fell.

”Enriched uranium? No... historically, Germany should have failed to build an atomic bomb. In that case, it should be uranium compound? Or uranium that is not yet weapons grade? ” Floating beside the cylinder, Jiang Chen said to himself.

After a moment's thinking, he threw all these things into the storage space.

Roughly estimated, these nuclear materials must weigh at least 500 kilograms. It can produce radioactivity. It should have been preliminarily purified. Although it is not clear what the market price of these items is, it should not be exaggerated to sell them for hundreds of millions of dollars on the black market.

Of course, it's impossible for Jiang Chen to sell this thing.

After destroying all the mutant Octopus eggs, Jiang Chen continued to search the room.

In the corner of the room, he finally found the source of the signal.

The black suitcase, locked.

Jiang Chen first threw it into the storage space, ready to wait until the shore to study.

However, at this time, a black shadow is projected on the wall in front of Jiang Chen.

The warning signs in his heart wrinkled, and Jiang Chen suddenly started the pushing device behind the cylinder.

The high-pressure gas burst out in an instant. With the push of reaction force and the cover of a large number of small bubbles, Jiang Chen suddenly rushed to another corner of the room.