"Nazi soldiers!" Chen Ziyun said in his mouth, and he let out a breath. It seems that the owner of the worn boots on the stairs has finally been found. But at the same time, more problems were discovered. These Nazis are
How did they appear here, and how could they kill each other here?
When Ye Ya saw these corpses, there was a look of confusion on her face at first, and then it turned into astonishment, as if she had thought of something. She counted them carefully and found that there were seventeen corpses in total. Because it was located in an alpine area, the cave
The inside has been dry for many years, so the corpses show basically no signs of decay, but are dehydrated and turned into mummies. Although the clothes on the body and the items carried with them look a little shabby, they are generally well preserved.
.
Xie Feng, Zhou Nan, and Baldy used searchlights to survey the surrounding environment, and found that this floor was almost as empty as the one below.
Ye Ya turned over the corpses one by one and said: "Most of these seventeen corpses died from bullets, sharp weapons or blunt force trauma." She pointed to a corpse that was half leaning against the rock wall.
, said: "This body is an exception. His injuries were not serious. After being injured, he crawled between the rock walls and, for some unknown reason, committed suicide with a dagger."
"These are all Nazi soldiers!" Ye Ya's voice became a little deeper. "Although the bodies have shrunk a bit, it can still be seen from the skeleton that these deceased were very tall when they were alive." Ye Ya put on gloves and a mask, carefully
He knelt down and looked at the body carefully.
Following Ye Ya's direction, Chen Ziyun also saw the corpse leaning on the wall. The head of the corpse was tilted to the side, and the hat rolled to the side. He was holding a dagger on his chest tightly with both hands, hollow.
His eyes were staring in the direction of the stairs. It can be imagined that when he was dying, he was staring at the end of the stairs like this, extremely unwilling.
"Strange, there was clearly a gunfight here, why wasn't a gun left behind?" After observing the surroundings, Zhou Nan picked up a bullet casing covered in dust from the ground and asked in confusion.
"Because there are more than just a few people in this group. The survivors took away all the remaining weapons of these people." Ye Ya's tone became a little weird. After inspecting the corpses, she turned around and looked through the things scattered around.
backpack. She took out a lot of clothes, military canned food, medicine and other things from it, but Ye Ya obviously didn't care about these things. She took a look at them and threw them aside. She seemed to have a purpose.
Looking for something.
Chen Ziyun watched Ye Ya's movements thoughtfully. He suddenly noticed the body leaning against the rock wall, with a bulging thing exposed on the chest with a dagger stuck in it.
Chen Ziyun's eyes lit up and he walked over. On the surface, he was observing the corpse carefully, but in fact, he concealed his body from everyone's sight and quietly took out the contents of the corpse's arms. It turned out that it was
A leather notebook. The notebook was soaked in blood and gave off a rotten smell. Chen Ziyun quietly stuffed the leather notebook into his arms. He pretended to squat on the ground and observed some characteristics of the corpse.
Originally, Chen Ziyun didn't need to be so sneaky. But seeing Ye Ya's behavior along the way made him feel uneasy. He didn't want Ye Ya to know what he had discovered.
Regarding the origin of this Nazi team, nothing is more precious than the documents left behind by this team. Chen Ziyun hid this thing and planned to conduct research on it himself when no one was around.
"These are Aryans with very pure blood." Seeing Chen Ziyun's serious look, Ye Ya said to Chen Ziyun's back: "Look, all the deceased have golden hair and very high nose bones."
Chen Ziyun nodded, shook his head, looked at the mess, and said to Ye Ya: "What are you looking for?"
Ye Ya stared at Chen Ziyun as if he were an idiot, and then spread his hands: "Of course it's records and the like. These people will definitely not appear here for no reason, and they might leave some diaries or something. If they are found, then
We will have a better understanding of their behavior and purpose."
Looking at Ye Ya's clear eyes, Chen Ziyun said "hmm". Suddenly, he doubted whether his thoughts were an overreaction.
But Ye Ya didn't seem to notice Chen Ziyun's erratic eyes. Her eyes lit up, she strode to a corpse, turned over a shabby book from a package, and cheered from her mouth, raising her head.
He looked at the book in his hand and said, "Bald man, come over here and help me continue searching. I'll take a look at what's written in it first. Bring me whatever is recorded in writing."
"Okay!" The bald man who was on guard with a gun not far away heard Ye Ya's words and immediately ran over with a look of honor on his face.
Chen Ziyun also stared at the notes in Ye Ya's hand. Ye Ya became unusually generous this time and asked: "Together?"
"Okay!" Chen Ziyun was even more curious about the contents of the notebook in Ye Ya's hand. He turned on the miner's lamp on the safety helmet above his head, Ye Ya opened the notebook and said flatly: "It's in German. Do you need me to translate?" Chen Ziyun shook his head:
"I understand."
"That's good." Ye Ya was very satisfied with Chen Ziyun's answer. She stopped talking and started to focus on turning the pages to read the content.
The notebook belonged to a man named Göring. On the title page of the notebook, he not only wrote his name, but also his military number. Chen Ziyun saw clearly at a glance that Göring's identity was a secret
A member of the police Gestapo. He is also the secretary of this team. He is responsible for recording the team's march status and discoveries every day. This booklet is what he records.
Chen Ziyun and Ye Ya looked at each other with joy. Such a discovery was really satisfying. However, the short-term joy turned into deep disappointment, because this notebook is not everything. It is just all the recorded contents.
It’s just the last volume among them.
"On the 7th, November, 1944, the Angel Project has come to an end and we have begun our return journey." This was the sentence on the first page. Goering used the plainest typeface to neatly and meticulously record everything the team had done.
everything that happened.
The two frowned slightly. Because the contents were not connected, they felt a little disappointed. But these contents are relatively precious. At least they can explain why these Nazi soldiers are here and why they are having internal strife.