Near the Sea of Japan in the Pacific Ocean.

  An American submarine is cruising at the bottom of the sea, the P417 submarine has been stationed here for nearly two months, their mission is to intercept and attack Japanese troop ships and cargo ships, of course, they love to use torpedoes to attack those Japanese oil tankers, after being hit, the crude oil carried on those oil tankers will burn fiercely, forming a huge fireball on the sea, shining far, far away, can add some warmth to the night of the Sea of Japan.

  "Captain, a Japanese liner has been spotted ahead of us on our course, apparently bound for Tokyo." a soldier reported to Captain Carter Madison of the P-417.

  "Another cruise ship? Why are there so many Japanese cruise ships lately?" Captain Carter said with a smirk.

  "Captain, sir, I think the Japanese may have taken advantage of the provision in our agreement that neither side would use passenger ships to transport supplies," said Staff Officer Black.

  "I also think so, but it's really hard to distinguish," said Colonel Carter.

  "If we report this to the Navy Department, how do you think they'll make a decision?" said Staff Officer Blake with a helpless tone.

  Captain Carter shook his head, "It's hard to say, but the naval battle in Southeast Asia has already ended, the Japanese have lost, they've lost their ability to confront us at sea. Now this eastern sea area belongs to our US fleet. I think we can't let the Japanese come and go as they please, even if there's suspicion, we should warn them."

  "Captain, sir! You're not thinking of violating the terms of the agreement and attacking a Japanese liner, are you? That would be against naval regulations."

  "Alright, Mr. Blake, so I want to discuss something with you. You see, I'm in charge of commanding the warship, and you're in charge of discipline on board and recording combat operations. We've been working together for three years now, and our cooperation has always been very pleasant. And these passenger liners, they're clearly a Japanese conspiracy. Are we just going to sit back and let the Japanese play us? Are you willing to accept that?" Carter tilted his head and pointed at Blake's chest with one finger.

  "We are likely to be investigated or court-martialed for violating military discipline," Black said.

  "I think the lookout may have been mistaken," Carter said with a smirk. "That's just a cargo ship."

  "Observe the hand," Carter said loudly, "now tell me, what do you see?"

  Actually, their conversation wasn't hidden from the crowd in the command room. After all, they were a whole and still needed these operators to complete the captain's orders. Now Carter asked loudly, the observer understood the captain's intention and said loudly: "Captain, there is a Japanese cargo ship on the route ahead, which may be transporting materials beneficial to Japan's war effort."

  "Observation hand, your observation ability exceeds radar, very good." Carter turned his head to look at Blake and smiled: "Mr. Blake, do you think we should sink this enemy ship carrying strategic materials?"

  Blythe was stunned for two seconds before smiling slightly and saying: "Captain, sir, I agree with your view. Please command the battle."

  Carter beamed with delight, showing four teeth, then picked up an empty pipe and put it in his mouth, saying loudly: "Comrades, the enemy has appeared. Now I command, everyone to take combat positions. We're going to finish off that freighter beautifully."

  The entire submarine sprang to life, everyone took their combat positions, radar scanning and targeting, torpedoes loaded into the launch tubes, the submarine accelerated, chasing after the liner.

  The American submarine, after overtaking the mail steamer, fired two torpedoes in succession without any hesitation. The unfortunate Kikuzuku Maru was hit. To be sure, she was only a mail steamer and did not have the thick protective armor of a warship or the explosion-proof water pressure chambers of a war vessel. The attack by the two torpedoes was simply fatal to the 10,000-ton Kikuzuku Maru.

  Muyang was violently thrown out of the cabin by a huge force, heavily slamming into the corridor wall and then falling to the ground. He felt as if his body had been torn apart, with pain all over.

  What's wrong? What's going on?

  Mo Yang was somewhat at a loss, but this wasn't the time to hesitate. He quickly scrambled to his feet and ran towards the staircase. However, just as he reached the stairs, another intense explosion shook the air, leaving Mo Yang's ears ringing and his head spinning.

  Fortunately, he grabbed the handrail of the stairs this time and wasn't thrown out.

  But Muyang could feel that the ship's body had obviously tilted.

  At this time, a large number of passengers began to pour out of the corridor, and everyone shouted and rushed out. Each person was like a headless fly, rushing around everywhere, no one knew where to run, but they didn't dare to stop, just thinking about running to a safe place.

  Mu Yang clung to the handrail and ran towards the deck, at this time the cruise ship had already begun to tilt noticeably to the left. Mu Yang could only dodge the crowded crowd while running outwards, occasionally needing to grab the corridor's handrail with his hands to move forward.

  At this moment, no one will care about the life and death of others. Everyone is struggling for their own survival, wanting to squeeze out and get a chance to live.

  Everywhere came the sound of women crying, children screaming and men yelling.

  It is worth noting that the ship was carrying not only supplies escorted by Japanese people, but also more than 2,000 passengers, and the vast majority of them were Japanese expatriates evacuated from Southeast Asia.

  When Japan swept through Southeast Asia, many Japanese people had done business there in the past and made a fortune. Now that the situation for Japanese people in Southeast Asia has taken a turn for the worse, these people have brought their families back home, never having imagined they would encounter such things.

  "Mom, I want mom." A child's cry came from a cabin, but no one paid attention to him. Maybe his family had already escaped on their own or died directly in the explosion.

  "Husband, don't leave me behind!" a Japanese woman shouted loudly. But her husband's figure quickly disappeared from the corridor entrance and lost his trace.

  At this moment, human nature is selfish and self-centered.

  He glanced at all this, he had to run out in the first time, before everyone else ran out, so that he could escape. Although he could directly cross into the modern space-time dimension, the time of this world was fixed and immobile, damn it, the time was fixed again, and he was once again pitted against himself, if he still wanted to come to this world, he had to run out in the first time.

  At last, Muyang squeezed out of the crowd and arrived on deck. Many people were still fighting for lifeboats, some even throwing punches, while a few soldiers opened fire and killed several civilians who tried to board the lifeboats they had occupied.

  Mu Yang did not see the scene of the Titanic where men gave way to women, young people gave way to old people and children boarded first, soldiers and sailors gave way to passengers. He only saw the scramble, the endless scramble even killing each other in order to get on the lifeboat.