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Quora 上的答案，美帝洛杉矶级攻击核潜艇上的声纳操作员答复的，懒得翻译，讲几个重点好了

1.6小时值班-12小时休息的轮作方式，很快就只能靠吃的是早餐还是晚饭来鉴别昼夜了

2.一样是人比床多，当然如果可以忍受鱼雷舱的噪音和灯光的话那里有加床

3.电力足，能净化足够多的水和空气……但是潜艇里的味道依然妙极了

4.对自己的战友要绝对信任

, Submarine Sonar Technician - STS1(SS)

这哥们名字略叼……

Cramped, sometimes boring, hard work, fun, rewarding, scary, aggravating and totally worth it.

I was part of the original crew for two 688 class attack boats (USS Baton Rouge and USS San Francisco) and I was there when the boats first went to sea and made their initial dives. When I was first assigned to the Baton Rouge, my life consisted of learning everything I could about the boat and all of its systems so I could earn my "dolphins" and be a real member of the crew.

That was in addition to learning my job in Sonar, field days, getting sleep here and there, standing topside watches when in port and Sonar watches at sea.

Once you earn your dolphins, your life gets a bit easier. After you stand your regular watch at sea, you take care of any tasks, like doing regular maintenance on equipment, then you're free to read, watch movies, or sleep. We had regular drills that trained us how to react to pretty much any emergency and since it was during the Cold War, did 'interesting things' that we still keep secret to this day.

Watch rotations at sea usually followed a "6 hour on, 12 hour off" schedule, so you quickly lost track of whether it was day or night and the only way to tell was by the meal being served (if it's breakfast, it must be morning). If your watch station was shorthanded, you got to stand what was known as "port and starboard" which is 6 on and 6 off.

Since there were usually more bodies than racks (bunks), three junior members of the crew were assigned to two bunks, so when one guy's getting up to go on watch, someone else jumps into the still-warm bunk, hence the name "hot racking". We would sometimes install temporary bunks in the torpedo room to expand available bunks, but you'd have to learn to deal with the constant light and noise of the people around you and most people learn how to fall asleep anytime and anywhere.

Life on nuclear subs was significantly easier than the diesel boat sailors had it. Since we had virtually unlimited power, we could purify enough water every day so everyone could shower and wash their clothes, plus some of that water was split into hydrogen and O2 using electrolysis. We kept the O2, but discharged the H overboard. We also had the ability to scrub CO, CO2 and any hydrogen that may have come from the batteries (yes, we have batteries in case the reactor shuts down while we're submerged).

The ability to stay submerged for very long periods of time means that you may be underwater for weeks or even months on end. After a while, being cooped up inside a steel tube with a hundred or so stinky, crusty sailors makes you kind of antsy, so we work off our anxiety to get back home by acting up and pranking one another. "Half-way Night" is a hallowed tradition in the submarine force where we officially get to go a little more nuts than usual.

"Periscope Liberty" is sometimes your only chance to see the open skies and catch a glimpse of the outside world. As a Sonar Supervisor, I could wander out to control while we were at periscope depth and look out one of the scopes while we were copying our radio traffic.

One thing that you notice when you get back home is that the outside world smells funny. Being cooped up for long periods of time with sweat, foot stench, amine (used in the CO2 scrubbers), diesel fuel and stale farts skews your senses and it takes a little while for things to smell right again. A submarine has an odor that no crew member will ever forget.

One thing about being a qualified crew member is that you have utter trust in your shipmates and know that they've got your back and will rise to the challenge if 'bad stuff happens'. Although I only spent 6 years in the Navy, I'm proud to have served on attack subs, probably one of the most challenging environments ever.

Because we've shared in the challenges of submarine life, the camaraderie of a submarine crew is amazing. Many of us are still in touch with our shipmates and nearly all boats have regular reunions where we fall back into our friendships as if we'd never been separated.

One benefit that's stayed with me my entire life is that I can learn nearly anything I put my mind to and completely excel at it. Your entire existence on boats is learning how to learn and to never fail at anything you take on.

另一位是SSBN——发射战略导弹的大家伙上的舰员，不过他服役的不是俄亥俄，而是更早的伊森艾伦

, 8 years US Navy, with 4 years aboard USS Ethan Allen (SSBN-608 (B)) EM-1(SS)

1.这帮家伙常年在北极巡逻——和毛子的战略弹道导弹潜艇一个路数

2.噪音大，烦躁，绝大部分时间很无聊（他们要不无聊我们就可以去玩真人版辐射了）

3.和退役后在核电站的工作差不多，一样是做记录……唯一的区别在于核电站下班后开10英里回家见老婆，潜艇上么非执勤时间晃荡个几十米去食堂吃吃吃顺便看电影

4.大家打发时间的方式很有趣……比如说有人在琢磨韩国武术orz，还有人……看最下面那段……

Different at different times. I served on Ethan Allen, a missile submarine, where mostly we went out from Guam and got "lost" somewhere in the north Pacific (I never tried to learn precisely, but it was cold enough to require several blankets to sleep). I worked in the engineering spaces (mostly) and standing watch in the lower level Aux 2 feedwater station, watching gauges that never moved much, with no one else around, and loud pumps going so you had to wear hearing protection, and couldn't hold a real conversation with any roving watches that happened by.... that was B.O.R.I.N.G. usually. On the other hand, being in Maneuvering (Engine Room Control Room) during drills and starting up and shutting down generators, or answering BACK EMERGENCY s on the throttle panel (which had valve operating wheels linked by articulating shafts to the forward and reverse throttle valves on the Maine Engine Turbines) was exciting as heck. But those exciting moments were the exception rather than the rule. After I got out of the Navy, I was a Nuclear Supervising Operator (Control Room Operator/ Senior Reactor Operator) at Detroit Edison's Enrico Fermi 2 Nuclear plant. I found the environment to be similar to normal patrol operations - mostly nothing happening but watching and taking logs, in an industrial environment but remaining conscious that you have some pretty awesome responsibilities. The difference was that instead of a 10 mile commute back to my wife, I had a 100 foot commute back to the mess decks for some food and a movie or some maintenance work when I was on submarines.

It was intersting to watch what some guys did to cope with boredom. One guy was into Korean martial arts, and had a bag of rice that he stabbed his hand into for hours to develop muscles and callouses. There were a lot of exercisers, and a lot of readers. One guy tried to poop in long strand looping around the bottom of the toilet bowl, and kept a log book of the length of each bowel movement - I think he cross-referenced to his diet... but mostly I try not to think about it at all.