Chapter 1854 Half of the Ruins

"Something is wrong, Valosha! Are all the treasures we found here? Are you sure you have searched every corner of the station and the carriage? Don't miss anything."

""

Malachenko's sudden question really stumped Valosha on the spot, and he was embarrassed all of a sudden.

"Comrade Division Commander, this carriage has indeed been searched out. We even took out the Germans' personal belongings, even wallets. We had to open them one by one to search and check. Everything we found is here."

"But if you want to talk about the station, this station is so big. Even if we send out all the people from the three battalions, we can't turn the station upside down in such a short time. All the places where big items can be hidden have been searched. Now the only people who have searched the freight yard have not come back to report. However, none of the people who have come back have reported that they have found treasures. It seems that there are no treasures left in the station. Everything has been packed and stuffed into the train by the Germans."

""

Varosha spread his hands with a face full of grievance and innocence. Malashenko listened and looked at him and felt that his question was a bit outrageous.

Come to think of it, how could the Germans leave the treasures in the station? Such a long and heavy-loaded armored train, and several modified carriages with armored protection were specially installed. At least all the treasures can be taken away in one go, right? Otherwise, why leave them? Waiting to be seized and recycled by the Red Army?

Oh, there is one more thing.

This armored train is not only filled with all kinds of treasures, but also stuffed with two battalions of third-rate garrison troops originally stationed at this railway station, intending to run away together.

Even if it is seriously overloaded, it can also reflect from the side that the carrying capacity of this thing is strong, which is indeed quite amazing. Otherwise, how can you leave the treasures unloaded, not complete the priority tasks, and drag a group of third-rate garrisons that have nothing to do with your own tasks back to report? Even the stupidest commander probably wouldn't do this, right? Hmm?

After a logical thinking, Malashenko found that all the treasures might really be left here in front of him, and there was a high probability that there would be no other treasures that had not been found.

But this made Malashenko feel a little panic in his heart, the kind of panic.

You want to ask why?

It was because Malashenko found that the pieces of the Amber Room in all the big wooden boxes in front of him were only enough to piece together half of the Amber Room. These amber boards cut into pieces were obviously far from being able to piece together a complete Amber Room.

This is like a complete puzzle, even if it is disassembled and messed up, if half of the puzzle pieces are missing, and there is a plate for reference, you can see at a glance that there is a big problem. This is a very simple truth. There must be more amber boards needed to piece together a house.

Especially under the premise that Malashenko had visited the one-to-one replica of the Amber Room in his previous life in the future, knew its real size, and had a clear understanding of the general appearance of the "puzzle board".

"Damn it, the amber boards here can only make up half of the amber room at most, where are the remaining amber boards? Where did the remaining boards go!? Damn!!!"

The joy of finding the legendary treasure has now been diluted by the annoyance of "only finding half, and the remaining half is missing", and it is about to disappear completely without a trace.

When he thought that he had spent so much effort but only found half of the amber room, Malashenko was immediately furious, and there was a fire in his heart that he felt he had nowhere to release.

Either you can't find it at all, or find all of it for me. What the hell is finding half of it? Are you kidding me? Where did the remaining half go! ?

Malashenko, with his hands on his hips, was so angry that he walked around the treasure pile, his head was simply a mess, and his obviously angry look made Valosha on the side pretend to be a grandson and dare not say a word, let alone interrupt the division commander's thinking.

"Go! Valosha, give me the government"

""

Malachenko suddenly stopped and couldn't continue his words. Valosha, who could guess what the division commander said, didn't dare to add anything, just waiting for what Malachenko would say next.

He realized something was wrong and stopped talking. His hand was still in the air, ready to ask Valosha to call someone to help him solve the problem. Malachenko, who felt a little embarrassed and complicated, smacked his lips, and turned around and spoke again quietly after a while.

"Okay, call all the trucks up, pack up all the treasures and take them away, don't leave any behind! If you dare to leave any behind, you will be brought to the military court. I won't protect you. I can't take care of this!"

"You, Valosha, take personal responsibility! If something goes wrong and the treasure is lost, I will hold you responsible!"

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission! Comrade Division Commander!"

Looking at Malashenko's back as he turned and left, running towards the waiting hall, the deputy commander who had been following Valosha and didn't dare to breathe from beginning to end, leaned close to the commander's ear and whispered.

"Swear to Stalin, I have forgotten when the last time the division commander was so angry, why is this? I still don't understand it, it's too sudden."

Like most of the middle and senior commanders and fighters of Stalin's First Guards Tank Division, Valosha not only grew up in the front-line grassroots troops with rich experience, but also graduated from a formal school and a military academy. He has a high level of education. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is both civil and military.

With Valosha's knowledge, he can naturally figure out what the things in the boxes in front of him are, and of course he understands why Malashenko is so angry.

"Haven't you figured it out yet? The things in this box are the supreme treasure, the Amber Room handed down by Peter the Great!"

"Amber Room?! Is this true? Isn't it fake? I heard that this thing was stolen by the Germans a long time ago? How could it appear here, at this time."

He could only express his speechlessness and shook his head in response to his deputy's brainless and idiotic question. It was a bit too much to talk about these things with this stubborn guy who often couldn't turn around. Valosha chose to bypass it and directly answer the most fundamental reason for the question, accompanied by a long sigh.

"Hey——"

"The Amber Room boards in the box don't match, so they can't even make a complete room. I guess it's only half a room at best. The division commander must be angry because of this."

"We spent so much effort and traveled so far to come here, but in the end, we got a half-broken treasure, and the other half is missing. So many comrades sacrificed for this, and paid such a high price."

"If it were you, if you were the division commander commanding the operation, would you be angry? Hmm?"