After clearing the supplies on the armored pickup truck, Wei Ran briefly washed up, and then followed Ji Ma into the tent in the center of the camp.
This tent seemed to function as a restaurant, and many people had already come to have breakfast.
These people include teachers Culp and Anna who have almost finished breakfast, as well as my nominal classmate Maya, as well as Mr. Charlotte and Edward.
And judging from the harmonious relationship between everyone, it was obvious that Edward had not been affected by Edward's attempt to use a virus program to invade the computers here.
What made him even more dumbfounded was that the person working in the busy dining car at the door turned out to be a chef from the Hongqi Forestry Farm. In addition, there were two people buried in the sand next to the dining car. An oil drum that serves as a stove is busy making Egyptian flatbreads with local characteristics and various side dishes.
"Victor, come and have a cup of tea."
Charlotte, who was sitting in the corner of the tent, asked Wei Ran to sit down next to him and pick up the lamp on the table. The exquisite bone china teapot poured him a cup of English black tea and added some milk to it.
“Come and try it”
Edward, who was sitting opposite, greeted enthusiastically in German, “This is the Twinings black tea that even our Queen likes to drink. Look at it. What's the difference between your Chinese tea?"
"Thank you"
Wei Ran responded politely, these two old guys are quite interesting. Charlotte is wearing a brand-name retro outdoor outfit, looking like an old donkey. But looking at the various camping tools hanging on his belt that are more decorative than practical, you can tell that this guy can't connect to the tent. All for the first time.
As for Edward, the old man was wearing a set of thick pajamas, and even had a nightcap decorated with fur balls that he had only seen in cartoons.
Picking up the metal spoon on the tray and gently stirring the liquid in the cup, Wei Ran took a polite sip, and then came out a series of complimentary words that were free of charge.
But in his heart, Wei Ran's objective evaluation of the so-called "black tea that the Queen of England likes to drink" is, at most, only slightly better than domestic milk tea that costs 15 yuan a cup. Even considering that domestic milk teas also add some pearl sago pudding and the like, this evaluation may need to be lower.
“Look at Victor’s hypocritical and disgusting face”
Teacher Anna, who had already finished her breakfast, blatantly mocked in Russian, “It’s like Brezhnev deceiving the Soviet Union. They are exactly the same as ordinary people."
"That British guy is also an arrogant fool"
Saleh, who had just come in with breakfast, followed, "How could he think of using theirs. Comparing black tea with Chinese tea. The clerk in my shop who has never left Egypt knows that tea was invented by the Chinese."
"He should compare with Victor about men wearing skirts."
Culp, who was wiping his mouth with a tissue, spoke calmly.He joked lightly, "In this matter, those British guys who like men's butts are much more professional than most men in the world."
"Pfft, cough, cough"
Maya, who had been listening, finally couldn't hold it back and sprayed all the milk she had just poured into her mouth onto Jimma's face opposite her. Then, while gesturing with her thumbs, she buried her head in her arms and began to twitch.
"Just laugh if you want to"
Ji Mahun carelessly touched the milk on his face, "That stupid old man dressed like in a cartoon doesn't understand. Russian, I asked him in Russian in person during the day yesterday if he also liked little boys, but he didn’t respond."
Before this wicked thing finished speaking, Maya couldn’t help but laugh. While laughing loudly, he even banged the table.
"Compared with his inability to understand Russian, Victor's German is much better than yours." Culp finished, with more doubts in his tone, "Also, when will this bastard know how to speak Italian?" ”
“I discovered it before setting off.” Anna took a mouthful of fried fish with a normal expression.
“This little guy is a language genius.”< /p>
"Victor, what are they laughing at?"
While these people arranged for Edward, Edward also asked Wei Ran, who was also trying hard to hold back his laughter, his doubts.
"Soviet jokes," Wei Ran replied casually, suppressing a smile, "You know, Soviet jokes never go out of style."
"Our British jokes always seem to be the same as "It has something to do with the weather." Edward spread his hands mockingly, "Of course, it also has something to do with the picture of his grandmother printed on the paper on the pole dancer's chest."
"Pfft"
This time, The one who spurted out the milk that had just been taken into her mouth was Teacher Anna, who had always been well-behaved.
"What do you mean?" Culp, who was half a beat too slow to react, asked with interest.
"People who watch pole dancing have royal blood"
Saleh explained in Russian with a normal expression, "It is a British joke that has been out of date for a long time. The latest version of the law is, that Their father's face may never appear on the paper, but they all want to have their own face printed on it."
This meal is too much to eat
Wei Ran's whole face. They were all red from holding back, but they dared not swallow the mouthful of Egyptian bread in their mouths, for fear of choking to death.
After struggling to finish the sumptuous breakfast, Culp and others blatantly teased her, and the man named Matt, who usually followed Charlotte, teleported when he entered the tent with breakfast. to other aspects. Almost immediately, Edward also changed the topic to his commission.
"Victor, stop laughing."
Edward tapped the tea cup helplessly with his dining knife, "This is the first time I know British jokes are so funny, but now I can Can you find those colleagues of my grandfather if you make progress in your investigation?"
"This matter is not that easy"
Wei Ran raised his hands as a greeting to Matt, who was sitting behind Charlotte, and then declined, "But before August, I will definitely give you one
Satisfactory investigation results”
“It’s best to hurry up”
Edward pointed to the endless desert outside the tent, “If you can do it before your filming is over, Maybe I can take them back to England by the way."
"I will try my best"
Wei Ran made the promise with a serious face, but secretly curled his lips. Although the price offered by this old boy is quite high, he really has no motivation now.
Besides, there are still more than twenty days before the end of the month. If we investigate earlier, the other party will probably not pay more remuneration. In this case, just wait.
After dismissing the somewhat clingy Edward with one assurance after another, Wei Ran also left the tent at Culp’s greeting and walked towards the other side of the camp.
"The next work will be left to you."
Culp took Weiyan under a large canopy, pointed at the war equipment parked inside and said, "Help Take a look at these things to see if there is anything wrong."
While Culp was talking, Wei Ran also focused on the World War II equipment parked under the canopy.
There are Italian three-wheeled motorcycles that I have driven here, the C39 light truck with a square head and a square head, two small 3 tanks also from Italy, and a German wheeled reconnaissance vehicle and Two wheeled reconnaissance vehicles used by the British Army in World War II.
However, although the engines of the two 3 small tanks were removed and replaced with an electric motor as power, the shells were still genuine, and even the weapon systems inside were intact.
But the German and British reconnaissance vehicles collapsed. He just bent down and could see through the chassis that this thing was most likely made from an ordinary car chassis with a shell added. Made from the old.
Fortunately, a good-looking product is a good-looking product after all. No matter how rough it is on the inside, it at least looks flawless on the outside. As long as the photographer doesn’t extend the lens under the chassis, there should be no problem. Exposed.
"There's no big problem
"
Wei Ran said with certainty that the discrepancy between these props and his memory was not big, "But this The specifications of the oil barrels used on the three-wheeled vehicles were too uniform. At that time, they were basically used indiscriminately. Oil barrels from various troops would be mixed in them, and even oil barrels used to hold engine cooling water were mixed together. Even the painting colors were mixed. It would be normal if it were more complex."
At this point, Wei Ran sighed secretly. The scripts used in the movie Culp and others were planning to shoot were basically based on Charlotte's escape from the dry well. It was created by blending the legacy letters found and the historical truth from my own "investigation".
In this story that is about to be put on the screen, there is no transport company soldier named Victor with them.Even the tricycle was picked up by the Italian tank crews from a transport company soldier who had died in the battle on their way away from the battlefield.
The transport company soldier who once drove a tricycle to transport supplies experienced what kind of battles, what kind of people he met, and even his name, but there is no record at all, even according to the script description, his only shot is just an unknown corpse lying on the yellow sand.
In the future, when this story is put on the screen, those viewers may be moved by the deep friendship established by soldiers from the three countries on the edge of the battlefield, but there is a high probability that they will not remember those who were in front of the camera. A nameless body flashed past. Even on the battlefield that cannot be seen by the camera, there are destined to be more unknown soldiers who are also flesh and blood, but not even a frame of the picture is left.
Such a regret, I am afraid that even a metal book cannot have both ends.
Wei Ran felt quite uninterested and powerless. In the recent Battle of Belgorod, he Isn't the same true for the replacement tank electromechanical crew? Who will remember them compared to the battles that required their lives? They may just be the numbers after the decimal point that have been omitted from the history books.
"What's wrong with you?" Culp asked strangely as he glanced at Wei Ran, who was suddenly in a low mood
.
"Nothing" Wei Ran smiled, "I was just thinking about when the war will end completely."
"It will end completely"
Karl Puhun nonchalantly took out a few oil drums that looked unpleasant to his eyes from the cargo compartment of the three-wheeled motorcycle and threw them aside. "There will come a day when everyone on this planet is dead, and war will definitely happen." It will end.
Before that, there will always be countless people who will take up arms without hesitation for the sake of belief, race, and even stupid things like whether men should wear plaid skirts.” /p>
At this point, Culp looked at Wei Ran with a smile, "Victor, I am suddenly very curious about your point of view."
"What point of view?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously. .
“Of course it’s about the war.” Culp spread his hands and joked naturally, “Could it be about whether men should wear skirts?”
“Don’t take the initiative to choose We will start a war, but we are not afraid of war. Even if the consequences are that everyone on this planet will die, we will still fight."
At this point, Wei Ran also spread his hands, "As for whether men should or should not. Regarding wearing a skirt, except for the British, I am afraid that most normal people would give a negative answer."
"There are not many young people who are as sensible and impulsive as you."
p>Culp kicked away the oil drum he picked out, "Let's go, come with me to see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted in the clothing and individual weapons."
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