"Just like Pierre said, in order to get gold coins and gold nuggets, I have to work hard to survive until the end of the war." Trento, who was also injured, said second.
"In this case, then I will pick out the biggest gold nugget and keep it!"
Carlo said, taking out a gold nugget from the wooden box that was as big as a pigeon. A gold nugget the size of an egg, and then he casually took out a gold coin, turned to Pell and asked, "What should we do? Throw it directly into the well?"
"Find an oil drum! "
Pell looked around, picked up an empty oil barrel at random and said, "Just use it. This is the oil barrel I got from Trento when I went to pick me up from the 15th Armored Division. That way, even if others find it, they will never think of it, right?"
"Yes" the captive Harry nodded subconsciously, but then He raised his head in horror and looked at reporter Pelle with a smile on his face.
"It doesn't matter. Today you are just a friend attending my and Pierre's birthday party. When the party is over, you will get the map and enough supplies to go back. Victor, bring your three-wheeled motorcycle as well." How about lending it to Harry?"
"Of course," Wei Ran said, looking at the familiar empty oil barrel in the other person's hand, "He also owes me a silver flask filled with whiskey. Of course I hope he can go back alive."
"It seems that our doctor has discussed things after the war with the wounded Mr. Harry in advance."
Reporter Pell. While joking about Wei Ran and Harry, he opened the empty oil drum he picked out and threw in the gold nuggets and gold coins that Carlo had just handed him.
"Now that we have arranged the treasure after the war, let's start dividing the gold coins now!"
After Carlo finished speaking, he grabbed a handful of gold coins from the wooden box and gave them to Each person was given three gold nuggets, and then each person was given a gold nugget that was only the size of a fingertip and had some patterns.
Pell, on the other hand, jumped out of the truck with an empty oil drum containing gold nuggets and gold coins, randomly filled it with some sand, and then got into the cab of the truck alone.
After the gold was divided, it was no secret that Harry knew Italian. And enough clean water has accumulated at the bottom of the well.
Seeing that the sun above their heads had reached its highest point, everyone forced themselves to stay sleepy, threw out all the empty wooden boxes in the truck, smashed them, and set up a bonfire.
Beside the bonfire, Carlo and Panetong turned into chefs and prepared pasta for everyone using a large pot found in the truck. Harry, who had completely let down his guard, also cleaned the tea set found at the bottom of the well, boiled a pot of water in a kettle, and made English black tea for everyone.
As for Weiyan and Pell, they have refilled the truck and motorcycle with fuel, refilled the truck's radiator tank with water, and then sucked up the empty oil drums filled with sand. The remaining oil stains were finally burned again with fire.After all the fuel has evaporated, they are carefully cleaned with water from the bottom of the well.
While the two of them were finishing their work, Carlo had already cooked the pasta, and even the wounded Trento gave Pierre and Pei with an erotic magazine found in the car. We each folded a birthday crown with a bikini beauty visible.
"Although it is daytime now, fortunately we have prepared birthday candles."
Carlo said again and placed two pieces of butter on Pelle and Pierre. They filled lunch boxes with pasta, then inserted a match into each of them and lit it.
While the fire was lighting up, Harry was already singing Happy Birthday in his native language. Wei Ran, who had borrowed the camera from Pell in advance, also pointed the lens at everyone and pressed the shutter.
When the match on the butter was blown out, Carlo tapped the truck bed next to him with a fork, "Gentlemen, and the pieces of paper on Pelle and Pierre's heads wearing bikinis." Girls."
As everyone laughed, Carlo continued, "Today's birthday party may be the most unforgettable experience in my life, and I believe it will be the same for you.
Please let us thank Mr. Harry for helping everyone find the water, thank Victor for saving Pierre and Trento, Panetong and I, and also thank him for the suggestion. For holding this birthday party, I would like to thank Mr. Pell and Mr. Pierre whose birthdays happen to be today."
Amidst the cheers of everyone, Pell was the first to pick up the bottle filled with red wine. The lid of the lunch box said, "Let us cheer, for our rare friendship in the desert on the edge of the battlefield."
"Cheers!" Everyone responded with a roar, each picking up a lunch box, a kettle, or simply a wine bottle in their hands , raised his neck and took a big sip.
"Carlo, can you start eating?" Panetong asked impatiently, "Now even if the girl with the paper above the two of them comes down, I just want to take a bite quickly. Pasta!"
"Would you like some olive oil before that?" Trento, who was shot in the leg, asked with a kind smile.
"Of course!" Panetong hurriedly walked over with his lunch box, followed closely by Carlo, and even Harry and Per, who were not so eager for pasta, seemed to join in the fun. The people gathered around.
Everyone chatted and laughed as they each finished a large portion of pasta mixed with canned tomato sauce. While enjoying various impromptu performances, they also drank a large bottle of red wine and Several cups of English black tea that Harry had brewed in advance.
When everyone had had enough food and drinks, Wei Ran changed the medicines of all three injured people, including Harry, and gave them a shot of penicillin. The sun above their heads was almost setting. Everyone present knew that it was time for them to go to their own camps and battlefields.
Pell took several empty oil drums that he and Wei Ran had washed before the meal.They were all filled with fresh water, and then I personally carried a bucket of fuel and a bucket of fresh water and put them on the tricycle.
"Harry, this water and fuel are enough for you to return to your position"
Pell said, picking up another oil drum and putting it on the three-wheeled motorcycle, " There is unfinished red wine in it. As long as you are careful, your boss will not find them. My friend, thank you for attending my birthday party."
"Thank you too, My friends." Harry shook hands with Pere seriously, "I hope I can see you here after the war."
"We will definitely have a chance to meet."
Carlo said confidently, "Just after the war, how about the day before Per and Pierre's birthday? We will hold another birthday for them here. I will bring enough flour and seasoning then. Come here, let you try real pasta."
"I will bring my home-brewed whiskey and the best English black tea." Harry promised not to be outdone.
"In this case, I will wear a decent birthday crown." Pierre, the injured man sitting on the edge of the truck bed, joked and pointed to the top of his head, "At least there will be no clothes on it. The paper girl in bikini."
"I hope your legs will be healed by then."
After Harry finished speaking, he looked at Wei Ran, "Victor, thank you. After the war is over, you must go to Loch Ness to find me. I still owe you a silver jug filled with whiskey."
"There is also the Loch Ness monster," Wei Ran reminded jokingly. .
Harry spread his hands and said, "Then it just depends on your luck."
"Okay, how about we wait until the war is over to chat?"
Pell took out an oil drum containing a gold nugget and a gold coin from the cab of the truck, "Just put this oil drum in the well. For the treasure inside, everyone must live until the end of the war." "
"Pell, what did you carve on it?" Panetong asked curiously.
"This is what I am writing to my friends who will meet here next time using the Pioneer Newspaper's codebook."
Pell didn't seem to have any intention of keeping it secret. He took out the code pad in his pocket and shook it, "As for what is written on the oil drum, I will translate it for everyone when the code pad expires when we meet here next time."
< p> Panetong handed Harry the British Army's standard compass he had obtained at the bottom of the well, together with the replica of the map he had obtained from the bottom of the well, and at the same time joked with a smile, "There is a secret message. There’s a map and now it’s becoming more and more like a treasure”.“This is a treasure, isn’t it?” Carlo said as he helped wrap the oil drum tightly with a piece of canvas, and then hoisted it into the wellhead with the wire rope he obtained earlier.
After finishing all this, Pell took a revolver from the wounded Trento, filled it with bullets himself, and handed it to Harry, "ThisIt's your sidearm. I hope you won't shoot Trento in the leg the next time we meet. "
"I also hope you won't use sand to stop the bleeding of my wound." Trento took the pistol and looked at it, then turned the handle of the gun and handed it to Pell, "Friend, this is for you. Bar. "
"It seems that I have really made a friend from the opposing camp," Pell joked while pulling out his P38 pistol and handing it to the other party.
" So, goodbye, see you after the war is over! "Taking the pistol and putting it in his pocket, Harry said goodbye to everyone, drove a three-wheeled motorcycle, followed the guidance of the map and compass, and disappeared while waving his hands.
"Okay, It's time for us to go back.
Carlo burped, "Maybe we can stop again on the way and eat all the last pasta and red wine before going back." ”
“Speaking of this, I don’t know if the battle over Gubi Well is over. Panetong said with great anticipation, "It would be great if it ends just when we go back." "
"I hope so, let's set off! Carlo yawned, "We really should stop. We haven't slept all night, and we drank a lot just now." ”
“Go back to sleep!” Reporter Pell pointed in the direction where Harry disappeared, "Otherwise we will really be captured by the British." "
"You're right, get in the car! I don't want to see Harry again until the war is over. "Carlo immediately greeted everyone to get on the truck.
With the help of reporter Pell, he climbed into the cargo compartment. After the truck started running, the slight bumps also made Wei, who had not closed his eyes all day, Ran became more and more sleepy, and finally leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes.