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Massawa is the main port in Italian East Africa and a very important port for the Far East trade line. Basically, Italian ships going to and from the Far East like to stop at Massawa for supplies and repairs.

Because there are some of the best shipyards in East Africa and fairly skilled shipyard workers, these workers will quickly dispose of the algae and shellfish on the bottom of the ship, so that the ship will be able to sail again soon, and the fee is relatively cheap. The advantages of being cheap and fast make many ships from other countries also like to choose Massawa as a port for docking and repairing.

Therefore, Massawa has relied on East Africa's trade and port calling services over the years, which is a good thing.

Of course, as Italy's largest port in East Africa, Massawa will certainly not lack the presence of warships. But today off the coast of Massawa, a strange warship suddenly surfaced, and a group of naval officers and soldiers were scrambling to climb out of the hatch.

"Cough cough, Mr. Rove, can you let us know when you next experiment, you see how embarrassed everyone is."

Beard Raza also brought a greasy Captain Barrera, wearing the same greasy navy shirt, standing on the boat and coughing twice, complaining to the engineer who had just climbed out of the submarine.

Rove, who was similar in appearance to Captain Barrera, apologized apologetically. "I'm sorry, Captain Barrera. Didn't I see that I was going to Massawa soon, so I wanted to check the underwater emergency submarine charging, but I forgot to close the hatch."

And Rove's words made the other officers and soldiers on the boat look angry. You must know how dangerous it is to start the diesel engine underwater. Maybe something will happen. This guy actually dared to do this for the test. These on-board engineers who detect submarines, are they dying?

Captain Barrera gestured with three fingers in his hand and said viciously. "It can't be left alone. When you get to Massawa, you have to treat everyone to at least three glasses of rum."

"No problem, I'll buy you three glasses of rum, everyone."

Knowing that Captain Barrera was saving himself, Rove readily agreed to this condition.

As for the officers and soldiers of the submarine, most of their attention was attracted by the three glasses of rum, so their anger was reduced by most.

It took a while for the smoke in the cabin to clear before Barrera spoke. "Now, lads, head to Massawa, where wine and things are waiting for us, and hot baths and girls."

Barrera's words made everyone on the submarine cheer. They haven't been on land for half a month. At this time, nothing can compare to this. Staying in a small submarine cabin is worse than jail.

So under the leadership of Barrera, the new submarine built by the Livorno shipyard rushed to Massawa not far away.

Captain Barrera and others are driving the latest Italian submarine, the C-class submarine. This is the eleventh submarine built in Italy and the second submarine designed by John Holland in Italy.

The father of modern submarines still has ambitions. Facing the invitation from Italy, he left the unhappy United States without hesitation and came to Italy to design his beloved submarine.

The C-type submarine has a displacement of 250 tons, an underwater displacement of 303 tons, a length of 41.2 meters, a pressure hull length of 27.8 meters, a width of 4.08 meters, a height of 8.6 meters, a draft of 3.83 meters, a maximum depth of 90 meters, and a normal depth of 50 meters.

Equipped with two four-stroke six-cylinder diesel engines, each with a power of 350 hp, the underwater power is provided by two electric motors with a power of 220 hp. It has a maximum speed of 11.4 knots on the surface and 5.8 knots underwater, with a fuel load of 12 tons and a surface endurance of 1400 knots/8 knots and a submerged range of 35 knots/4 knots.

The main weapon is 2 533mm torpedo tubes, which can carry 5 torpedoes or 12 mines, and a 37mm gun is installed on the deck. The submarine has a crew of 26, including 3 officers.

Think about it, how uncomfortable it is for 26 people to stay in a narrow space of more than 20 meters long (the place where people can stay is in the pressure shell), or to stay for more than ten days. Not to mention the addition of a few shipyard engineers who are responsible for checking the equipment on the ship, which makes it even more crowded.

Although the C-type water surface is not fast, it is just off the coast of Massawa, so it quickly arrived at the military port of Massawa.

"Barrera, long time no see!"

"Long time no see, Tovani."

The two rough palms were tightly clasped together, representing a deep friendship.

Captain Tovani, who is currently the first mate of the cruiser Farias, said with joy as he looked at his friends and classmates over the years. "I didn't expect you to go to the submarine force, and I didn't expect to meet you here."

Captain Barrera said happily. "Actually, I've wanted to come to you for a long time, isn't it just the right time?"

"If that's the case, then go. I know you're arriving in Massawa today, and I've specially prepared to show you some East African food."

"That's right. I've been eating bread in the submarine these days, and I've long wanted to change my taste."

After speaking, Barrera left the military port by car under the leadership of Towani. Since Massawa is a port of call for trade and supplies, it will gather people from all over the world, and the style of Massawa's architecture is also the same. What is the Middle East, South Asian, African, European and other styles of buildings can be seen everywhere, and Towani took him to a restaurant with East African style about one kilometer away from the military port.

"Your Excellency Tovani, welcome your presence."

Just got out of the car, I saw a 200-pound black fat man with an exaggerated expression, dancing and walking quickly towards Tovani.

"Tuke, are you ready for me to entertain my friends with food?"

It seems that Tovani is very familiar with this black fat man.

"Of course, of course, how could I forget the distinguished guests that Tovani is going to entertain, and they will come right away."

Tucker, who brought the two to the dining room, answered immediately.

After a while, the waiter came with various delicacies, such as roasted tender lamb, roasted camel hump, fried bananas, black coffee, and some delicacies that looked good but could not be named, these foods filled the table.

"Come and toast our friendship."

After the crisp clinking of glasses, the two ate happily. Especially Barrera, who is tired of bread these days, it is like a wind and clouds.

“So comfortable, East African food is really good.”

Barrera, who ate very satisfied~www.NovelMTL.com~ put down her knife and fork and touched her stomach.

As for Tovani, he had already taken out two cigars. A cigarette after a meal is better than a living fairy. These words are true for smokers all over the world, and this one obviously did not escape the scope of smokers, so it is inevitable to smoke after meals.

"Barrera, I don't know something, how did you think of going to the submarine force." Tovani looked at his friend and asked him.

Don't blame Tovani for asking this, because at present, in the Italian Navy, submarines, a new type of arm, are not given much attention. Moreover, the nature of the submarine has made many naval officers scoff at it.

In their opinion, the navy should drive warships to confront the enemy head-on, and the cannons roared and collided with steel. The romance of men is nothing like this. Hiding in a dark corner like a submarine, waiting for the enemy to come and attack suddenly, is simply not on the table.

And it's not just the Italian navy that has this view, it's the view that the navies of all countries have now. After all, the navy is an aristocratic military service, so the means of sneak attack will definitely not be recognized by the nobles.

Facing the friend's question, Barrera silently answered. "Because I like the feeling of being lurking, and I think the future of submarines is very promising, because they can be lurking in the sea. The Navy doesn't just need warships on the surface, but also warships below the surface."

Since all his friends have said so, Tovani can say nothing but raise his glass again. "Then may your wish come true."

"thanks."

Barrera was very satisfied with this treat from his friend tonight, and his subordinates were not as good as they were eating. Next they will refit in Massawa for a week before continuing to test the new submarine.

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