At this moment, after realizing their current predicament, everyone aboard the Infinity and the Northern 09 Nuclear Submarine was tense, silently sweating.
The propellers had been slowed to their minimum speed, and the two deep diving devices began moving toward the cliff ahead at the lowest sailing speed.
The silt rising from the seabed turned the entire sea region into a murky hell. The Infinity relied on detectors to slowly advance. At this moment, Lin Xian and others in the cockpit wore grave expressions, as if they could hear their heartbeats.
Beep.
The sonar detector was sounding.
The terrain scan continuously mapped out a holographic map of the seabed topography; a flat bottom cliff slope terrain descended, increasing the depth.
