Early in the morning, the incinerator at Auschwitz II spewed heavy black smoke as usual.

While a group of prisoners died, new prisoners were sent to the camp in 6 consecutive years. Standing in the windswept square of Auschwitz, these Jews from all over Europe, as well as prisoners of war, oppositionists, and various enemies of the Third Reich, were forcibly dispersed by the SS.

Under the beating of sticks and butts, the child was pulled from his mother's arms crying and screaming, and the husband, who tried to resist, was dragged to the open field by the SS with his head covered in blood. With the sound of a gunshot, the scene was enveloped in deathly silence. Even the youngest babies did not dare to cry out, and the Gestapo violently drove everyone into the depths of the concentration camps.

In the gray SS were mixed with several figures in white coats with indifferent expressions. A dark purple glimmer flashed in the eyes of these alternative beings, and from time to time they pulled out a young man or two from the crowd to examine it carefully. The look at man as a real animal was more fearsome than the guns in the hands of the SS.

Looking at this scene of being born in the cold winter, Retia, who was hiding in the distance with Su Qin to peep into the concentration camp, couldn't help but gasp.

"Although I used to think that those Jews were very annoying. But now I feel a little pitiful for them. ”

"Maybe they've done something too much to other people in the past, but that's not a reason to commit genocide." Thinking back to the literature he had read, Su Qin sighed. For the past few hundred years, Jewish businessmen have been notorious throughout Europe for their greed, lack of bottom line, and lack of a way to go. But those who really get rich by despicable means have long since fled abroad. According to incomplete statistics, more than 90 percent of those who died in the camps were ordinary Jews, prisoners of war and civilians from other countries.

"Anti-Judeism doesn't happen in a day or two, it happens if you know something about history. This is the product of hundreds of years of accumulation. Lydia bit her lip, the cruel scene before her eyes was all the work of her compatriots. Even though she could find all kinds of reasons in her mind, she could no longer convince herself to admit the correctness of the matter as she had done in the past.

"Isn't it a day's cold to freeze three feet...... Although this truth is not difficult to understand, look at what is going on over there......" Su Qin shook his head and did not continue to say anything.

“…… Perhaps, my uncle has gone too far. Rhodia watched as a Jewish child was smashed to the ground by a soldier with the butt of a gun, simply by splashing mud on the other's boot.

"Forget it, it's too simple to distinguish between right and wrong in this kind of question. Do you remember how many steps the pair of soldiers patrolling the wall walked? ”

"About three hundred steps, what are you asking for?"

"The last time I entered that building, I had already made a note of the number of steps I needed to take to get through that hallway. The two patrolmen were about the same height as me, and I don't think there would be much deviation in their stride. If you compare these two numbers......" After the two patrol soldiers circled the entire building, Su Qin thought for a moment. Comparing the two numbers, the interior of the building seems to be smaller than the outside, and even the thickness of the walls is different, and it is obvious that there is an unknown secret room in the whole building.

"The Chamber of Secrets? That's too small, isn't it? Retia watched in confusion as Su Qin used a branch to write and draw on the sand. According to the estimation of the number of jù, the size of the secret room that he had not seen was only about four or five square meters, and it could not be the actual yàn room planned by the Immortal Legion at all. Although the real yàn room where Redia used to live was not located here, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for the space that could be used by the Northern Society as a secret real yàn room only a few square meters in size.

"What if it's an elevator?"

"What do you mean...... Underground real yàn room? ”

"Since the Undead Legion Project has been used by them as a last resort. Then until the plan is completed, confidentiality will inevitably be put in the first place. If the real yàn room is built underground, the corresponding work becomes much easier. After a brief analysis of the current situation, Su Qin came to a preliminary conclusion. However, this qiē still needs to be tested again in the concentration camp to be completely certain.

"When the sun goes down, I'll find a way to sneak into the camp from the side. That's when the support mission is up to you. Patting the sand on his hands, Su Qin got up and looked at the concentration camp, and then returned Rhaedia's special sniper rifle to her. Seeing this familiar weapon, Retitia silently took the sniper rifle and expertly examined it. After a while, she raised her head and looked at Su Qin with confused eyes.

"Are you really relieved to hand over your back to me?"

"Guess?" Su Qin smiled and didn't answer her question directly.

The night grew darker.

With the help of shadow and soul vision, Su Qin managed to infiltrate the camp from the side of the camp, avoiding the soldiers patrolling back and forth and the sentinels watching from high places. Although he has no professional training, it is not too difficult to dodge the patrols of ordinary people with the help of "full area" and "wall see-through".

In the distance, look at the figure that is carefully advancing in the shadows. Rhaetia's index finger pulled the trigger several times, and all kinds of contradictory feelings continued to rise in her heart. In the end, these complicated thoughts turned into a helpless sigh and dissipated in the wind.

Due to hesitant electrical technology and other reasons, the outer areas of the concentration camp mainly relied on searchlights to scan back and forth to provide illumination. Although there are corresponding lighting equipment inside, it also cannot provide the light that never sleeps in later generations. So, then the shadows of various debris Su Qin climbed into the building from the window. The moral ** suit and supporting documents on his body allowed him to come to the location of the secret room without causing any incident.

[This is too obvious.] Looking at the two guards standing next to the huge oil painting, Su Qin smiled to himself.

"Stop, Mr. Ensign. Please present your ID. "Maybe it's because they've stayed here for too long, and the eyes of those two soldiers looking at Su Qin are becoming more and more vigilant. Seeing that the other party was suddenly coming this way, the two did not hesitate to clench the submachine guns in their hands and asked him for his documents.

"Oh, okay, no problem, here's my ID." Su Qin took out his ID and took two steps forward, approaching the guards.

The two guards did not let their guard down because of his cooperation, and glanced at each other, one of them approached Su Qin with a gun in his hand and began to check the documents in his hand. After confirming that it was correct, the guard breathed a sigh of relief, gave a military salute and turned around to walk back to his original position, when Su Qin suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a minute, I'm a little ......" As he was saying, Su Qin naturally reached out and put his hand on the guard's shoulder. Without waiting for the guard to react, a blue electric light suddenly burst out from his palm, and the soul power derived from soul fluctuations lightly lowered the opponent in an instant.

Seeing this, another guard quickly raised his gun and tried to raise a warning voice. But before he could shout, Su Qin suddenly ripped off his tie and took half a step forward. The tie slammed into the guard's face like a whip with a whirring wind, and the attack caused the guard to feel a burst of tinnitus and dizziness for an instant. Then, the lightning of the Spirit's manifestation scurried down the tie like a snake to the guard, causing him to twitch and fall to the ground before he could make any shouts.

Su Qin vigilantly glanced back and forth, and after confirming that no one nearby had seen this scene, he quickly dragged the two unconscious guards to the office next to him. After tying them up tightly, he walked out of the office with a calm expression, nodded to the guards patrolling here, and naturally locked the office door.

Just now, Su Qin borrowed spiritual energy to carefully spy on the guard's memory, although the Black Crow School was not good at mind reading. But after all, practice makes perfect, and after many attempts during this time, he was already able to barely read part of the surface mind without the other psionic being unaware, just like other psionic beings. Although the two unconscious guards did not know anything about the plans of the undead legion, they at least knew how to open the secret room hidden behind the oil painting.

Pressing the mechanism on the frame, a huge oil painting with a bust of Yuan slid silently to the side, revealing an old-fashioned elevator separated by two iron telescopic doors. Of course, during World War II, this elevator was the newest model.

The dark red double-layer iron fence elevator door was faintly glowing with old metal, Su Qin opened the first layer of iron door, and the chain bit out a "kalala" sound, which was different from the elevator door that was automatically opened and closed in later generations. These old elevators not only have heavy doors, but also need to be opened and closed manually, so some large hotels have special attendants to operate the elevators, but this high-quality service was not available in the concentration camps.

Continuing to open the iron door on the second floor, Su Qin cautiously walked into the elevator and the huge oil painting that had been removed behind him automatically returned to its original position under the action of the mechanism. In the quiet elevator room, only a light overhead emitted a dim glow. There's also a delicate little electric fan inside, oh well, I didn't expect it to be a British product here, could it be that those-stirring sticks are also greedy for this plan?

Laboriously closing the two-layer iron door, Su Qin moved the lever on the side. There are only two gears on the upper and lower levers of this secret elevator, and I don't know if it is out of someone's bad taste, and the German words "heaven" and "hell" are written next to the two gears. Actually calling the concentration camp above "heaven", Su Qin sneered and prepared for the worst for the scene he was about to see next.

Starting the elevator, he saw through the fence door as it gradually descended into the deep and dull underground.

ps: the other day...... I was lost on the road of life (looking at the sky), so I didn't renew (lying down).

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