I asked you to escape, but you became a soldier in World War II

Chapter 173 Mitchell's Greed
Lake Ossiacher is not big, but it is not small either.

How can we find the entrance to the treasure in such a large area?

Just when Mitchell, Lin Chen and others were looking suspicious, Hans came over.

"My lords, there is a small reservoir at the source of this lake. As long as the water level is lowered to a certain level, its outlet will be exposed."

After saying that, he took the lead and drove towards a small path on the side.

The road was very small, barely wide enough for a military vehicle to pass through, and was overgrown with weeds in many places. However, Hans, with his amazing memory, was able to understand this path that didn't look like a road so well.

After a long bumpy ride, we finally arrived at the upper reaches of the lake, and sure enough, there was a small reservoir.

Hans walked over alone and opened the iron door of the control room. It was covered with dust and it was obvious that no one had been there for many years.

He operated it skillfully, and soon the two flood discharge ports of the reservoir began to discharge water.
"We have to wait for a while. If too much water is released, the downstream will suffer."

Mitchell and Lin Chen looked at each other, both pondering the design. It was indeed a good idea.

After waiting for half a day, it was almost dusk. Hans thought it was about time, so he turned the switch off again and closed the flood discharge outlet.

"Let's go. If we go over now, we can see the entrance." Hans ordered people to move a steel staircase from the control room.

Everyone was skeptical, but they still followed him to the bottom of the dam.
Sure enough, after the water level dropped, two rows of gates were revealed?

"Put the stairs down so we can get in that way."

When the stairs were ready, Hans was the first to go down, followed by Lin Chen and others.
Only when I got closer did I realize that this gate was exactly the same color and size as the other flood outlets. It was impossible to tell the difference without careful observation.

Lin Chen really admired the designer. If there were no "guide" like Hans, ordinary people would probably never find the entrance in their entire lives, because there were control levers for a total of 6 gates in the control room, but in fact there were 7 gates below, and divided into two rows. The 4 below were real gates, and one of the 3 above was a fake.

If there had not been a long period of drainage, the gate below would not have been visible at all. Moreover, the designers had fully considered the climate here. With abundant rainfall all year round, there is no dry season at all, so it is unlikely that outsiders would have discovered this secret.

Hans asked someone to use a pickaxe to turn the handle on the gate. After much effort, it was finally opened. It was pitch black inside.
After turning on the lights, there is a long corridor.

There is actually a railway track in the aisle. It seems that this track was used to transport heavy objects in.

After passing through, there was indeed a different world inside. A huge steel door appeared in front of everyone, with an advanced combination lock on it.

"This password is only known to the three of us, the Supreme Leader, me, and another person."

Then he began to turn the code wheel.

Lin Chen guessed that the other person he was talking about had died on the battlefield.

"If you turn it the wrong way, the basement will activate its self-destruction program. The design at that time was already the best in the empire."

Hans explained.
"Click" sound,
The door was finally opened.

As the lights came on layer by layer, the scene of the basement was fully revealed to everyone.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

It is actually as big as a football field. It can be seen that the mountain next to it was hollowed out.

But the most important thing is that the treasures inside are really dazzling.
The most valuable things in Europe are all placed here, which is really spectacular.

"Damn it, looks like we'll have to work all night." Mitchell laughed when he saw this.

Except for a few people who stayed outside to keep watch, everyone else participated in the transportation work.

Even though there is a small train for transportation, it is still very tiring.

Especially when the imperial gold bricks were discovered at the deepest part, everyone was simply dazzled by the bright yellow color.
Lin Chen even saw a hint of greed in Mitchell's eyes.

But he didn't want to do that, because although these things were good, how could he monopolize them? Just shipping them out was a big hassle, and he also had to cash them out.

"Be careful, don't break these. Oh my God, these are authentic Picasso works?" Mitchell was already a little crazy, but even so, he was still directing everyone to move them.

The transportation work was arduous and tedious, especially the part from the gate to the dam, which was particularly strenuous.
But everyone worked very hard because Mitchell promised to give them enough wealth to live on for the rest of their lives.

"Colonel Lin, would you like a cigarette?" Mitchell handed Lin Chen a cigar during a break in work. Lin Chen understood that the main event was about to begin.

"These treasures are really good." Mitchell deliberately provoked Lin Chen's greed.

"Yeah, it's really good." Lin Chen said calmly.

"Brother Lin, why don't you consider taking some of it? We only need to give a small portion to us, and it will be enough for us to live a life of super rich people in the future."

"That's probably not a good idea. This is Austria after all. And how can we sneak the stuff back?"

When Mitchell saw Lin Chen say this, he felt that there was hope. It was a serious matter and he definitely needed someone to work with him.

"What's wrong? The war is about to end, and the days of rising military ranks will never come back. Besides, what military rank and position can allow you and my brother to make so much wealth?"

"As for transporting it back, that's easy. Money talks. As long as we spend money and we are American soldiers, there are plenty of ships and even planes out there to help us transport it."

"After the war, I don't think Europe will be peaceful in the future, so I'm thinking of using a ship to transport us to the Middle East. We can become local tycoons there and be our own president. Wouldn't that be more fun? Colonels and lieutenant colonels are all rubbish!"

After listening to Mitchell's speech, Lin Chen felt that human greed was truly terrible. The senior military officer who had been talking about democracy and freedom immediately showed his true colors after seeing the huge wealth.

"It seems like you have already figured it out, bro? What about General Lark?"

"Haha," Mitchell thought that Lin Chen had been "taken care of" by him, and couldn't help but laugh smugly, "With so many things, we certainly can't be greedy for them all. We'll just take the lighter ones, and we'll split them in half after we get out. What do you think?"

Lin Chen immediately understood that this meant that they were going to use him and then kill him. Mitchell probably didn't know that countless conspirators in the ancient Eastern countries had been keen on playing this trick for thousands of years, and they even creatively proposed a classic idiom - "killing the donkey after it has done its job".

Besides, how could General Lark and that old fox in the OSS not have a backup plan? To be greedy like this is simply courting death.

But now is not the time to reveal the real intentions.
"Since big brother has considered me so carefully, I will just follow your lead in everything." Lin Chen smiled slightly.

Mitchell was even more proud. He had thought that it might take some effort to convince a guy like Lin Chen, but he didn't expect that everyone was the same. People die for money and birds die for food.

"That German, then we..." He made a gesture of wiping his neck, Lin Chen understood and nodded immediately.

This old guy is really vicious.

Under Hans's command, the transportation work went very smoothly. When all the treasures were loaded, everyone found that almost every military truck was overloaded, but who cares about this at this moment?
After everyone had a simple meal of military rations, they immediately got on the bus and left.

Now that I have valuables with me, I definitely shouldn't stay here for long.

The huge convoy drove slowly out of the mountainous area at a snail's pace. If someone observed carefully, they would find that the wheel marks were obviously much heavier.

Fortunately, no one dared to ask too many questions about these SS vehicles, and the convoy took a full day to get out of the Austrian border. However, when they were about to go to the port of Venice to load the boxes, Mitchell understood that this was a good time to take action.

Most of the nearly 1,000 elite troops were actually bribed by Mitchell and were willing to follow him to the Middle East to make a fortune.

Most of these people are the type who can feed the whole family if one person feeds them.

However, many people still have concerns. After all, this behavior is similar to treason, and family members in China will be implicated.

So when Mitchell proposed his decision, the troops quickly split into two factions. After all, only a small number of people followed him, and most of them had family ties. The most important thing was that as long as they could transport the things back, they could get a large commission.

Mitchell seemed to have anticipated this. He did not want to swallow it all and become an international fugitive. If he really swallowed it all, the US fleet would probably hunt him down all over the world.

Knowing when to stop is also a kind of wisdom.

"Mitchell, you are committing treason!" Someone suddenly shouted.
"Hey, isn't this Captain Johnson? Do you, a black man, also want to show your loyalty?" Mitchell said jokingly.

"Mitchell, to tell you the truth, my real identity is an agent of the United States Strategic Services Agency. It's not too late for you to turn back now. I will pretend that nothing happened." Johnson pulled out the Colt M1911 pistol and pointed it at Mitchell, and the others also raised various guns in their hands.

Mitchell's side has more people and more power. Although they are at a disadvantage morally, they are obviously stronger in momentum.

"With just your small number of people, do you think you can deal with me?" Mitchell was not at all panicked.

"Haha, do you think these people will follow you to rebel? They are all American soldiers, and they have all taken an oath under the national flag. The most important point is that if you run away, we will all be court-martialed!"

Johnson's remarks are very insightful. Indeed, others may turn a blind eye, but after the mission is completed, they will definitely settle the score.

Sure enough, most of the soldiers took up arms and stood on Johnson's side.

"Johnson, don't be stupid. You are just a black officer. You are not well-received in your country. Why would you give up such a good opportunity to make a fortune for a false reputation? As long as you can let me leave, I will give you half of what I have!"

Mitchell was a little panicked. He never expected that this black man had such eloquence and could incite others to deal with him together.

He gestured to Lin Chen, "Why don't you say something?"

But Lin Chen seemed to be thinking about something else, which really made him angry.

"Shut up. Although we are black, we have escaped the fate of generations of slavery through our own efforts. Now everything is getting better. I believe that one day, black people will be able to live uprightly in the country. Look, did any black people join the Office of Strategic Services back then?" Johnson's words made the other black soldiers feel proud.

Although their status is still very low and they receive a lot of unfair treatment in the military and at home, it is much better than before. If they follow him, they will most likely become Mitchell's cannon fodder in the future. This guy discriminates against black people.

"Okay, since you are determined to die, I will grant your wish!" Dietrich, can you show up now?
As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of Wehrmacht troops armed with live ammunition rushed out from the surrounding woods.

The leading German officer was a Wehrmacht major who brought with him a full battalion of troops, and the situation was reversed again.

"Dietrich, my friend, why did you show up only now?" Mitchell was a little dissatisfied.

"Hey, Colonel Mitchell, I thought it was your internal affairs and it was not convenient for me to interfere. Besides, who would have thought that you couldn't even handle a captain?"

The German officer's words clearly implied some sarcasm towards Mitchell, as traitors have always been despised by everyone.

Mitchell couldn't care less now. He had paid a large sum of money to hire Dietrich in order to help him at the critical moment.
"Hey, Johnson, are you still feeling cool now?" Mitchell thought he had the situation under control.

"Colonel Lin, can you make your position clear now? I won't give you much time." He was somewhat dissatisfied with Lin Chen's ambiguous attitude just now, so he forced him to express his position.

"What should I do?" Lin Chen pretended to be panicked. Only Kirilenko next to him was delighted, because he knew this soldier king too well.

Every time he pretends to be a coward, his enemies are in big trouble.

"It's very simple. Kill Hans first and show your loyalty." Mitchell knew that Hans had lost his usefulness to the US military. Killing him now was the easiest thing to do, but at least it was a gesture.

"No, you can't do this. Why are you so fickle? Where is the spirit of contract that you advocate?" Hans' face immediately changed when he heard this.

"Idiot, the spirit of the contract is based on equal dialogue. Do you still have the chips for equal dialogue now?"

Mitchell saw that Lin Chen had already taken out his pistol and shouted at him decisively,
"Go ahead, this is an order!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as Mitchell finished speaking, the gun in Lin Chen's hand fired.

However, Hans did not fall down. Instead, a big bloody hole was hit on Mitchell's chest.

"Lin, are you crazy?" He looked at Lin Chen in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)