Song Heping cald down and carefully observed the area around the button.
If there really was gold hidden here, then anyone who ca upon the switch would surely be unable to resist the impulse to see this vast fortune sooner and would lose their cool, pressing the button as quickly as possible.
Therefore, it would be easiest to install a trap mine device here.
Apart from so wires surrounding the switch box, there seed to be nothing else.
Which ant that if there was a trap mine device, it must be inside the box.
He pulled out his survival knife, gingerly unscrewed the screws of the box, lifted the lid slightly after it had separated from the box body, and then peered inside next to the gap.
Indeed, he saw a tal wire.
Song Heping quickly closed the lid again and reinstalled two screws to secure it.
"Chef, how's the cleanup on your side?"
"Almost done, we've checked everything."
"Send soone to find a toolbox imdiately, and et in the underground parking lot."
"Did you find the gold?"
"No, but sothing's not right here. I suspect there's a secret door. I've found the switch box, but there's a trap mine device inside it. I need that toolbox to complete the removal."
"Suka, they still play this hand!"
"Wait, have you spotted their commander here?"
"They don't have ranks, so I can't tell who the highest commander is. Besides, they are all unconscious now, so there's no way to ask!"
"All right, looks like we're on our own," Song Heping said. "Get that toolbox down here."
"Okay."
Soon enough, Grey Wolf actually brought a briefcase down.
"I got this from the car, will it do?"
Song Heping took the briefcase and opened it.
Not bad, it had pliers and screwdrivers.
Song Heping opened the lid again, used his phone to take a picture inside, and then examined the circuit board.
"They have this kind of thing?"
Grey Wolf was surprised.
"They actually have such talent."
Song Heping said gravely, "Don't underestimate them, they are the elite forces of the Revolutionary Guard, very skilled."
After examining the circuit, Song Heping confird that it was indeed a pull-ignition explosive cord.
Which ant that even if soone like himself beca suspicious and tried to open the box to check the circuits inside, if the lid was carelessly lifted too quickly, it would cause an explosion.
But Song Heping didn't see any explosives.
This suggested that the explosives were buried in the wall or behind it, or even anywhere in the entire parking lot; the setup might be a dispersed array of explosive charges.
A single pull, and the whole parking lot would be blasted sky-high.
"That's ruthless..."
Song Heping cut the pull cord, then carefully removed the lid.
Now, the entire switch chanism was exposed.
"This device doesn't look like a regular electric switch..."
Even without expertise in bomb disposal, Grey Wolf could still sense sothing was off.
A normal switch device would never be that complicated.
After looking at it for a while, Song Heping said, "This is an electric ti-delay detonator. Damn ruthless!"
"What's an electric ti-delay detonator?" Grey Wolf asked curiously. "Boss, you seem to know everything."
Song Heping couldn't help but smile, not wishing to explain the reasons, so he said, "The viciousness of an electric ti-delay detonator lies in the fact that if we press any one of these two switches, perhaps the secret door will indeed open, but the fatal part is that we would have already activated the explosives buried here without noticing. After a period of ti, they will explode."
"Do you see this small LCD screen?
This is a timing device, a complete small device that can be taken directly from an electronic watch with alarm clock functionality, connected to the switch, linked to the electric detonator, set the ti, and after activation, this electronic clock would run silently, and once the ti is up it would generate an electric current causing the electric detonator to explode, and the detonator in turn explodes the explosives.
This device is much more complex than chanical clockwork delay devices, but it has more advantages: it operates without a ticking sound, making it highly concealable, and it is also very reliable, the timing can be very short or very long, and the detonation timing is precise..."
Song Heping muttered to himself while dismantling the circuit board.
Grey Wolf initially didn't feel much, but as he listened more, sothing felt wrong, and cold sweat began to form on his forehead.
If after pressing it the secret door really opened and you saw the gold inside, what would a normal person do?
Move the gold, of course!
And they would move it frantically.
Then no one would notice that they had actually stepped into a death trap.
Fifty tons of gold was more than enough, so it would take a while to move all of it, and certainly, as many people as were available would join the effort to help.
And when everyone was assembled...
BOOM!
Everyone would be blown sky-high!
"Suka..."
Grey Wolf wiped the sweat from his forehead, his hand was soaked.
"Can you disarm it, Boss?"
His call of 'Boss' was truly respectful, from the bottom of his heart.
"Do we have a choice?"
Song Heping retorted.
Grey Wolf was speechless.
Indeed.
There was no choice.
With no idea who the commander was, they had to disarm it by force.
"You go on out. I should stay here alone," Song Heping suddenly stopped his work. "I'm about to separate the explosive device and the tir, there might be danger."
Grey Wolf gritted his teeth and said, "No, I'll stay with you. I can hold a flashlight or sothing, be of so use."
Song Heping thought about it, then didn't insist, "As you wish."
He cautiously unscrewed the already loose screws on the tir, gently flipped it over to check the back to ensure there weren't any additional trap devices before he started to examine the circuit.
This timing device wasn't too complicated.
The installer set the digital electronic clock alarm to a specific ti fra, which wouldn't operate or be powered until it was set off. After it was powered on and before the set ti was reached, the amplifier circuit had no DC output, so the small relay on the explosive circuit board wouldn't operate.
If the relay did not operate, the two copper contact pieces wouldn't close. If the contacts didn't close, the electric detonator wouldn't be triggered.
When the preset ti was reached, the clock's alarm would generate a timing signal, which would be introduced into the amplified current to produce a direct current, the relay would start working, the contacts would close, igniting the fire circuit generating an electric current, setting off the detonator...
BOOM!
To outsiders, this sounded very complicated.
But for Song Heping.
It was too simple.
After ensuring there was no trickery between the two circuit boards, Song Heping cleanly cut several copper wires between them and then removed the tir.
"Done?"
"80%, I guess."
Song Heping continued to inspect the detonation circuit board.
"Check the detonator board once more to see if there are any traps and that's it."
Five minutes later, Song Heping also dismantled the detonation circuit board.
It seed the person who installed the device was professional, but apparently not a top expert.
"All set!"
Drenched in sweat, Song Heping stepped back, wiped his face dry with his robe, and then pressed the green button.
Beep—
A sound of electricity flowing was heard.
Followed by the "grinding" noise of a door opening.
Song Heping followed the sound and found a huge steel door in the corner of the parking lot suddenly opening, revealing a secret chamber inside.
Indeed, a hidden gem!
Originally, when he saw that steel door, he thought it was an exit to the surface; he hadn't expected it to lead to an imnse underground chamber.
The lights from the parking lot shone into the secret chamber, turning Song Heping and Grey Wolf's faces a golden yellow with the reflection.
Both of their pupils gradually filled with a glimr of gold…
Fifty tons of gold...
The gold was neatly arranged in the secret chamber, piled up.
It didn't seem that big and didn't look like fifty tons at first glance.
"Boss…"
Grey Wolf began to breathe more rapidly.
"This is the first ti in my life I've seen so much gold..."
Song Heping also felt his hands growing cold as the blood rushed to his head, surging towards his crown.
No one can resist the allure of gold.
Too much of it...
The glinting gold, bar after bar piled up right in front of him.
Grey Wolf stepped forward, picked up a gold bar, and weighed it, saying, "It's heavy, must be about twenty kilos..."
Unable to resist, Song Heping also walked forward, picked up a gold bar, and did sothing quite childish—he bit into it.
Dents from his teeth appeared on the gold bar.
Song Heping couldn't help but laugh.
He suddenly rembered sothing and hurriedly notified everyone through the channel, "Everyone get the hell down to the underground parking lot! We've struck it rich!"
Minutes later, everyone had arrived.
Pretty much, one after another, they all turned foolish upon entering the secret chamber, rooted to the spot as if frozen.
Frozen by the gold.
The cook stared dumbfounded for a long while before swallowing spit and saying, "After this haul, the brothers can all be financially free, right?"
Song Heping finally snapped out of it, turned to look at everyone, and shouted, "Stop standing around like idiots! Start arranging transport now!"
He glanced at his watch.
It was half-past eleven at night.
Everyone imdiately sprung into action.
"Get the forklift over here, and the trucks from the factory too!"
"Right, use the forklift!"
Since the gold was always ant to be moved eventually, the factory was definitely fully equipped for it.
There were eight trucks in total, the sa rcedes-Benz L-type rattlers Song Heping had driven before, and though old, they were reliable and robust, so there usually wouldn't be any problems.
Commander Njif of the Suicide Squad, responsible for guarding this gold, had already planned and prepared to transport it, so he had always been getting ready. These trucks and forklifts had always been in the factory, which Song Heping had clearly scoped out over the past couple of days.
Njif's efforts had, in effect, created the perfect setup for Song Heping's wedding dress.
"Boss, how do we deal with these Suicide Squad mbers?"
Yuliya raised an issue that almost everyone had forgotten.
"Deal with..."
This question montarily stumped Song Heping.
There were more than 200 Suicide Squad mbers, but only 9 of them on his side, and they needed to transport the gold and drive the vehicles.
How were they going to handle it?
Even if all 9 n were deployed to tie them up one by one, it would probably take more than an hour.
This was indeed a troubleso situation.
"Kill them all."
The cook turned to Song Heping, "Your MK18 with a silencer is the most effective, give it to the Queen."
Queen Yuliya looked at Song Heping.
200 lives...
But besides that, there seed to be no better solution.
Especially if any of those 200 people woke up midway, it would be a huge problem.
Even if they didn't wake up, they couldn't be left alive.
They were all Suicide Squad mbers, after all, and they would spare no effort in investigating this matter.
"Do it…"
Song Heping handed over the MK18 to the Queen, then took out the eight magazines on him and handed them over as well, "That should be enough…"
Yuliya took the gun, said nothing, and turned to leave.
It would take an hour to tie up 200 people.
But killing those 200 would take less than half an hour, and only one person was needed for the job.
It seed there was no ti to feel sentintal about anything.
This was a battlefield.
This was war.
The joy of acquiring gold quickly overshadowed any impact the act of killing had on people's consciences.
The entire underground garage was bustling with activity.
Lots of gold were loaded onto five trucks.
While loading, Song Heping went back up to the surface to use the satellite phone to contact Avanti.
"Are your n in position?"
"They're all set."
"Have them wait, we'll et in half an hour."
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