Chapter 774 (1/2)

If there is any similarity between this and the eschatological sanctuary, it is probably that it does not preserve any living people.

The sign of the flag was frozen in the ice crystal, just like being locked in a coffin. About five or six meters wide iron gate stands in the corner of the stone wall, buried by snow only left a seam on the upper edge.

No matter what you think, it's unlikely that there will be any living people here.

”There must be something wrong. Tell me, chief, we are in the Alps of the northern hemisphere, not at the southernmost point of the earth.” Looking at the flag, a soldier whispered on the communication channel.

Garrett's eyes widened, too, and looked at the sign on the door in disbelief. He had heard the story of Nazir and the Antarctic sanctuary, but he never really took it seriously. But what he saw in front of him overturned his three views.

”Treasure hunt, the treasure of the third empire.” Getting off the polar bus, Jiang Chen opened the communication screen and said with a smile.

After a while, Garrett came up with a word.

”How could that be possible.”

”But it's true.” Jiang Chen shrugged. ”In addition, it's getting late. If you don't want to stay here for too long, let's start working quickly.”

Although he had a lot of problems in mind, Garrett swallowed them back.

Back to the car, he and several soldiers took out the engineer's spade. With the help of the mechanical exoskeleton, they swung the shovel like a windmill, and soon dug a hole in the steel hard ice.

”It's about half a meter thick,” Garet said, wiping off the snow on his face. Garet touched the iron door with an engineer's spade, and there was a white mist around his mouth. ”Or maybe a meter. Damn it, this door has been frozen. It doesn't look like steel.”

”What does that look like”

”like a stone.”

Leaning against the polar car, Jiang Chen smiles.

The wind is still howling, leaving people little time.

There was no keyhole or grip on the door. It seemed that after closing it, I didn't intend to open it.

Facing the iron gate embedded in the glacier, Jiang Chen ordered the blasting with the most primitive method.

That's right. Go straight to the explosives. Although there is a risk of avalanche, it is undoubtedly the quickest and safest way. Moreover, as long as the amount of explosives is properly controlled, this risk should also be reduced to the minimum.

That's what Garrett assured him. Having served in Iraq and Afghanistan, he is not adept at using bombs. But to be honest, he didn't know how to use it in a freezing and snowy environment.

Considering the amount of dynamite and the angle of the blast, Garrett pasted the strip bomb on the iron door of unknown thickness. He gestured to his comrade in arms, and then he pressed the switch.

The fire flashed, the explosion was drowned in the snow, and the heavy door was blown into the inside.

Fortunately, there was no avalanche.

The dark arch leads to the depth of the snow mountain. Even if it is a flashlight, you can't see the bottom. There is a stale smell inside, which makes people wonder whether there is any air for living creatures.