One gold coin successfully aroused the greed of the invaders. When the Carthaginian gold coin was placed in front of EdStefanski, even the commander who had seen much of the world felt his mouth go dry nervously.

After all, it was a gold coin from BC, and because Carthage was oppressed by the Roman Empire, it did not last long. In the later stages of the game, due to the influence of the nation, Carthage's gold coins were almost completely cut off, and most people used Roman coins.

It was rare to find a gold coin that could be used to forge Hannibal's portrait. The value of this gold coin could definitely be sold for 20,000 pounds in Europe.

"Is this really just a lost gold coin scattered on the ground? So was there anything more valuable in the vault? Could it be that the information on the Hidden Gold Island shows that there is not only gold, but also a large amount of cultural relics? "

The soldier who sent the letter was unable to answer the general's question. He could only pant as he explained the situation. "Sir General, at the entrance of the vault, the Chinese made a huge chunk of cement. The six soldiers would find it difficult to break it with each blow." In the secret passage, not only is there this gold coin, there are also other gold coins and account books. Before I came, Mr. Molière was bringing the translator to carefully inspect the accounts in the secret passage … "

"The major asked me to convey to you... The ancient coins that were found in the secret passage were almost all from generations of European coins. Based on this analysis, it is very possible that this treasure trove was used by Xiao Letian to store European cultural relics, it might have many Famous Painting s! "

Hearing that EdStefanski couldn't sit still anymore, "Arrange a small boat, I want to go ashore. I want to personally take a look at the process of opening the treasury. "Have the army put in another three thousand troops to double the security of the fishing villages …"

When EdStefanski landed on the land, the small town inside the Shun Hu's house had already become the Russian's main camp, with soldiers searching everywhere. The doors and windows were smashed and the cattle and other animals were killed and transported onto the capital's battleship.

Heavy soldiers were stationed at the crossroads of vital points, and the miscellaneous bricks were constructed into a bunker. The muzzles of the guns were pointed outwards vigilantly, fearing that ambushers would appear in the forest.

The shops on the streets were raided, the cash and various goods that were not taken away in time became the Russian Army's spoils of war. Heavy boxes were loaded onto small boats and transported to the warships.

When EdStefanski appeared, all the work carried out by the soldiers along the way stopped, and everyone saluted the general. Following that, more and more soldiers rushed from the sea into the town and joined the army to protect the commander.

The unsmiling EdStefanski stepped into the main entrance of the Letian Bank, and just as he entered the second place, he heard cheers from behind him, "The cement below is wet! "There's no need for hammers here, just dig with a shovel …"

When the commander entered the room, he discovered that a large hole had been dug in the ground, revealing the entrance to the vault. The so-called vault was really a half-underground entrance. There was a metal door at the entrance, and after opening it, there was a flight of stairs leading downwards. The long man-made tunnel directly led into the mountain, and the deepest part of the tunnel was where the vault was.

In order to increase the amount of cement used, the bank staff did not close the metal door. Instead, they opened it and poured the cement into the tunnel, until it eventually formed a small pile on the ground.

Due to the lack of time, the pile of cement was only able to solidify three meters on the surface. As for the water vapor inside, it was still soft due to the slow metabolism of water vapor.

Molière held the account book in his hand and sighed, while the red-haired major ordered the soldiers to quickly carry the soil out to clear the tunnel.

When Molière saw that EdStefanski had walked over, he excitedly brought the accounts to the commanding officer. "Sir General, we have really found a treasure, according to the accounts, not only is there gold, there are also more than 1200 ancient gold coins."

"Among them are Israeli gold coins, Roman gold coins, Phoenician gold coins, Carthaginian gold coins... "There are also the precious coins of the dynasties of the Middle Ages, and the sun gold coins that the Spaniard brought from the temple of the Sun God in the South America …"

"Look here, there are some Renaissance oil paintings on the books, including Botticelli's Spring, Venus... And Van. Echo's Character Drawing... A sketch of Brueghel... "Oh my god, is there even a sketch of Da Vinci on it?"

The only people present who were not illiterate were those who had received a high level of education from the aristocrats. All these people were famous painters from the Renaissance and their works were very popular in the collection market.

EdStefanski lowered his voice, pretended to be calm, and said: "Don't be happy too early, what you are looking at is only the accounts and not the real thing.

Just at this moment, the soldier shoveling cement with his life suddenly shouted out loud, "It's opened …" We've broken through the cement layer, and there's a tunnel down there... "AHH!" "Someone …"

A few clear sounds of gunfire could be heard from the tunnel, followed by a scream. There were actually guards inside the vault.

"Commando! "Charge in and kill the guards …" At the order of the major, a group of soldiers carrying bayonets rushed in, but they underestimated the narrow tunnel. The tunnel they dug from the inside of the mountain was only able to allow two people to walk sideways, the narrow terrain was unable to display the superiority of their military strength.

The sound of cursing and gunfire could be heard from the tunnel. In less than ten minutes, the assault team had backed out. "No way, it's too narrow. The dead bodies of the soldiers in front can block the tunnel. We can't get in …"

Molière looked down, the tunnel was pitch black and he had no idea what was going on inside. Smoke them and kill them! "

Russian Army began to collect firewood and kerosene, and tore down a few doors to use as fans. There were even some wicked bastards who found quite a bit of pepper and pepper in the kitchen.

As soon as the flames started, a few handfuls of moist, fresh leaves were sprinkled on top, along with the smoke from the pepper and the chili, causing everyone to start coughing.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The tall and sturdy soldier fanned the door and poured thick smoke into the tunnel. Very soon, intense coughing and curses could be heard from inside.

Molière stood at the door and laughed cruelly, "Add Chili Pepper! More pepper! And a few handfuls of wet leaves! I'll choke them to death... Gold is not afraid of smoke anyway! "Then burn it for me …"

EdStefanski looked at it for more than ten minutes and said worriedly, "That's about it... If there really was a Famous Painting inside, it wouldn't be worth much even if it was burnt out by the smoke! "Listen, there's no more movement from inside …"

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