Hitler is about to meet his destiny.
Called it!
When this is discovered, the Phoenix Vault should be ceremonially nuked by the Allied powers...
Hitler is about to meet his destiny.
Wow Hitler as a modern pharon, yes it will probably like it ...btw it will be ironic if after all the trouble to conceil the vault, some decades from there it will be found due to some work for a tunnel rail.
Frederick [Barbarossa] is the subject of many legends, including that of a sleeping hero, like the much older British Celtic legends of Arthur or Bran the Blessed. Legend says he is not dead, but asleep with his knights in a cave in the Kyffhäuser mountain in Thuringia or Mount Untersberg in Bavaria, Germany, and that when the ravens cease to fly around the mountain he will awake and restore Germany to its ancient greatness.
I was not expecting that. Wonderful and fitting afterlife for Herr Hitler feeling all the pain he gave to his millions of victims. Wonder who`s going to find that tomb?
If you want to be really dark and morbid, have Hitler sealed up inside and then shoot himself...only for the gun to jam.
When his tomb his discovered, they find his skeleton gnawing on a stolen Rembrandt or something decades later.
And Goering implements his escape plan!
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Date: April 16, 1945
Location: Germany [Karinhall]
Time: 7:30 p.m.
It was past time to go Hermann Goering decided. For the past four months he had been putting the final touches to his escape plan. The destruction in December of most of the Luftwaffe in the air battle over Belgium had been the final straw. It was now clear the Reich would not last perhaps even until the summer. Thus Hermann Goering prepared to implement his escape plan.
Over the last few months he had secretly ordered that his horde of stolen art objects and treasure “collected,” from all over Europe be moved from its hiding places throughout Germany to Switzerland. He had contacted the Swiss and they had agreed to, for a fee, ensure that Goering’s fortune be protected within a Swiss bank. Millions of dollars worth of rare art objects and gold from the plundered countries would disappear into Swiss vaults under accounts which only had numbers, not names. The Swiss were the most careful and secure bankers on Earth. The fortune he now stored away would be enough to keep him and his family for the rest of their lives.
Now, as evening came Goering put on a flight/pressure suit specially made for him. For the thousandth time he blessed the Luftwaffe doctor who had helped him to lose the weight he needed and gotten him healthy enough for this. Then he and his valet drove out to an airfield that had been specially built on his mansion’s grounds for this moment. There on a field stood a Feisler 156 a small reconnaissance plane used by the Swiss and painted with Swiss markings.
Goering was an aviator first and last. He loved flight. He was determined not to simply slink into hiding across the border but to do so in a way that even if he was caught would be a fitting end for a World War I ace. The Feisler been stripped of all weaponry to make it all the faster. Goering would pilot the Feisler across the border and then land at a field to be met by his cohorts in Switzerland. The Swiss would undoubtedly spot him but they would think he was one of their own. Once he landed the plan was to destroy the aircraft and cover his tracks. New identity papers were all ready for him he was assured by the carefully bribed Swiss authorities who were helping in this deception. Within a few days he would be reunited with his wife and daughter and within a month if all went well they would all have new identities and be on their way to a new life elsewhere.
A final check by Goering showed everything was ready. The ground crew began to rev up the engines and Goering strapped into the cockpit tossed a last salute to his household staff and the ground crew. Goering had given orders that his home in Berchtesgaden was to remain open. He was certain the Americans would be the ones to take it and he decided that he would leave his vintage collection of wines for them. The soldiers just might appreciate such a gesture.
The plane began to roll down the air strip, and in moments it was airborne. It disappeared toward the south into the clouds quickly. It was the last time anyone would see Reichsmarshall Hermann Goering for many years.
Did he poison the wine?
No, but Goering is just fixated enough on the idea of honor he may feel the victors deserve the spoils, in this case his wine cellar.
I am attempting here to allow for a certain scene some of you may remember from "Band of Brothers," to actually occur.
Geon