I can't put into words how shocked I was.

These golds are all melted into the shape of bricks about 30 centimeters, and they are all neatly stacked, not messy, more than one person high, more than three meters wide.

As I did a rough calculation, the gold would have been about thirty or forty tons.

What a staggering number!

I remember when I was in the secret service school, an instructor told us about some of the most heavily defended places in the world, and one of them was the Federal Reserve's vault, which had a defense method that made it difficult to start, and there were 30 percent of the world's gold, about 7,000 tons.

And the gold in front of you is one-twentieth of the Federal Reserve, and the value of this gold can be estimated.

I didn't have a mirror with me, but I could imagine what my expression was like.

The fondness for gold has long been deeply rooted in the marrow of human beings, and after experiencing the initial shock, several mercenaries became excited, and their guns and equipment were scattered all over the place, so they went up to the backpack and stuffed a few pieces, as if they didn't feel that it was enjoyable, and simply held gold in their arms. Some even jumped directly on top of the pile of gold and kissed frequently.

I swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and said, "This ..... Is this one of the few Nazi gold that was not found? ”

Zhang Wentian smiled, looked at the gold with a complicated expression, and said, "That's right, it's this batch of gold that made me famous and ruined!" ”

After a short period of stunned, I gradually calmed down, and when I went to see these mercenaries, I saw that only the old wolf could still hold it, but he stood behind Zhang Wentian loyally, and greeted these carried away mercenaries.

"Are you crazy? The boss hasn't spoken yet, who let you mess around? Put your gold back in its place, and roll it off for me!" The old wolf seemed to see that Zhang Wentian's face was not good, so he reprimanded his mercenaries.

As these mercenaries who lick blood on their heads, they will naturally not be so tame, and the reason why they embarked on the road of mercenaries is because of the quick money in this industry.

In the face of so much gold, almost everyone lost their minds, as if they were drunk, swaying on the pile of gold, and said with a red face: "Whoever gives the money is the boss, but this money is not your Zhang Wentian, so I don't have to listen to you." Hahahaha! ”

Zhang Wentian raised the corner of his eyes, and said coldly: "I know that as soon as you guys see gold, they will not recognize it!" "Say, give the old wolf a look.

The old wolf became very hesitant for a moment.

First of all, it is already rare for Zhang Wentian's loyalty to suppress this guy's enthusiasm for gold.

But after all, the Cobra mercenary group is a team that he has worked hard to create, and Zhang Wentian's meaning couldn't be clearer, that is, he wants the old wolf to clean it with his own hands.

Zhang Wentian's order has never been repeated a second time, the old wolf urged fiercely, jumped up in one step, and said to one of the black men: "Hell! Didn't you hear what Lao Tzu said? Put things down, let me down! ”

Seeing that the old wolf was about to come and snatch the gold in his hand, the black man was like a tiger protecting food, and grinned with his teeth: "What are you! Will you come and rob me of my gold? With that, he smacked his right leg, drew his dagger, and stabbed at the old wolf.

The old wolf sighed inwardly.

These people all broke out with themselves, especially the black man in front of him, who was a member of the former British Royal Army Special Operations Brigade, was an outstanding special operations elite, and had participated in the Gulf War and the Afghan War, although there was no suspense in that war, Britain and the United States bullied people with an overwhelming advantage, but the street fighting after the bombing caused these American GIs to suffer heavy casualties. This boy has been fighting in the bay for three whole years, and the enemy who died under his hands has not a thousand but eight hundred, and he has survived, so is he dying in his own hands today?

The old wolf seemed to be a sensual person, so he retreated step by step, wearing tall jungle combat boots, stepping on the gold bricks, dodging the aggressive and crazy attack of this black man.

I immediately raised my gun and aimed it at the black man with a dagger and a gold brick. Be ready to respond.

But it was never my turn to make a move, and I saw that Zhang Wentianyi also stepped forward, and I didn't know whether it was on his leg or waist, he took out a pistol, clicked a bullet into the court, aimed at the black man and pulled the trigger.

The sound of gunfire rang out again in the chamber, and the black man was shot in the temple, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and fell to the side, because this was a plateau, the blood in his skull cavity seemed to spurt out more violently, and where he fell, the blood stained red on the pile of gold, red and yellow intertwined, and it was very dazzling.

Seeing the black man fall to the ground, the old wolf stared at the other two mercenaries viciously, one of them seemed to be very timid, just dropped the gold brick, and jumped down honestly,

The other seemed to be very confident in his skills, and while carefully stepping back, he felt the gun on his waist, and before he could get the bullet into the hall, the gunshots on the second floor rang out, and it was the King of Spades that fired, and the man fell down and fell into the bricks.

Zhang Wentian nodded at the old wolf, put away the gun, and beckoned everyone out of this hall.

I couldn't stand the feeling of wealth and blood any longer, so I turned and walked out of the cave, into a slightly smaller cave outside.

Everything that happened just now seemed too sudden, and everyone, except for Zhang Wentian, seemed to be immersed in the scene just now, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

I looked at the people of different colors around me, when the Cobra mercenary group first came, it was violent, there were more than thirty people, and now, including the old wolf, there are only five left.

With a bang, the door behind me where the gold was stored was shut, and the King of Spades finally joined in, and I looked down at my watch, only to realize that the time was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Wentian looked at all the people and said with a smile: "This time, damn it, it's all cleaned up, and the rest will follow me to complete a more important thing." However, singing opera must be done by someone watching the play, and besides, the protagonist has not fully appeared, and the play is incomplete, we have to wait a little now, and it won't be long before the others arrive. ”

I was pondering the meaning of this sentence. I saw Zhang Wentian in his arms for a long time, but he took out the tracker that he searched for me, and I don't know when the switch was turned on, and the red light on it flashed.

With that, Zhang Wentian walked to the door of the cave, opened a door with great difficulty, stepped out, and threw the tracking chip into the misty valley below.