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might be some kind of a hatch.” Hahn said confidently, he was a young man in his late twenties but sported a generous helping of upper lip hair.
    “What gives you the idea that this thing is hollow?” Hans inquired shortly followed by a rudimentary demonstration by Keller who unceremoniously hammered the handle of his axe into the dark surface. A chiming clang seemed to indicate that there was a resonance that could not be associated with a solid object. Hans raised an eyebrow, it was a convincing display.
    “Well, what are you waiting for, clear the ice, men.” Bauer ordered and initiated a scurrying yet uncomfortably cramped digging routine where Keller hacked away at the ice and the others cleared the large chunks away as best they could. Hans could only stand and watch for there was little room to manoeuvre and he felt a little guilty that he stood over his men like an Egyptian overlord.
    As more of the ice was cleared away, the raised lip which was regular in shape appeared to extend for several feet under the ice but unlike the current designs as seen in the U boats, there was no obvious mechanism to release the door. The sleek, slightly rounded surface to the object was reminiscent of a submarine yet it was almost too perfect. The metallic surface was not pitted or damaged in any way except a shallow circular marking where the drill bit had struck the surface. Whatever this compound was, it had to be something new, something quite magnificent in its durability. This metal alone would be a grand prize for the Fuhrer. If adapted for tank armour, ammunition or the like, it could be significant in turning the war back in the Axis' favour.
    Hans called up to several engineers further up the shaft who had gathered to watch.
    “Document this, fetch the camera.”
    Hans was keen to have on record the magnificent efforts of all those involved. He recognised the team who had put so much into a mission of dubious value.
    Suddenly, Hoffman yelped and jumped back, treading heavily on Bauer's foot. About to berate his subordinate for his clumsy actions, Hans realised that if he had not swiftly taken action, he would have fallen into the newly formed and pitch black cavity which had suddenly appeared where the raised flange had been.
    “Himmel! What happened there?” Keller exclaimed as he too clambered up the icy shaft, the rope saving himself from falling inside the mysterious opening.
    “What did you do?” Bauer barked more in inquisitiveness than anger.
    “Nothing, Sir. The door just began to slide open!” Hoffman whined like a small child being scalded.
    Bauer fumbled at his coat and its numerous pockets and folds in search of his small battery powered torch which he faithfully kept on his person for such an occasion. Plucking out the narrow black cylindrical item, he flicked the switch and the bulb emitted a dull, yellow glow. It would not be the most effective tool for exploration but in the heightened excitement, no one wanted to have to return to the shelter to fetch something more suitable.
    Bauer grabbed a secure rope and suspended himself perilously over the abyss. The other men held out their hands as if in fear of their officer falling. The torchlight gave very little away except that it was apparent that the inside of this object was much larger than the surface area that they had uncovered.
    “My God, it is gargantuan.” Even Bauer's whispered words seemed to echo around the metallic cave. “The light does not seem to reach the inner walls. I must go inside.”
    The three engineers all looked at each other in trepidation.
    “Is that a good idea?” An Italian voice called out from above.
    “Maybe not.” Hans called back as he tested the tension of the rope.
    “What makes you think there is anything in there?” Cortese added.
    “I feel heat.” Hans replied as he impetuously began to lower himself down into the unknown.

CHAPTER 4
    Hans looked up to the rectangular aperture where the bright