In the hot and dry hinterland of the desert, Felix fell down again and again, and got up again and again, limping towards the increasingly blurry oasis in the distance.
On the other side of the dune a hundred meters behind him, Wei Ran poked the shotgun he had carried all the way on the sand at his feet, walked back slowly in the opposite direction, and bent down to pick it up. The last can thrown away by Felix.
Taking out the oil drum from the metal book, Weiran poured more than half of the water into the can, then collected the oil drum and slowly walked towards Felix in the distance with the can in hand.
When he stopped again, Felix had fallen on the yellow sand and fell into a coma.
"You ran away, why didn't you run away?"
Wei Ran put the can of water aside angrily, then turned it over for Felix. He carefully inspected his body. Fortunately, except for a gravity knife specially used by paratroopers, he did not have any lethal weapons on his body.
Until this moment, he finally saw Felix’s face clearly. Not surprisingly, this face covered with wind and sand, with chapped lips and sunken cheeks, is definitely the same person as the photo of Edward and his grandfather Losberg, except that the face in front of him is younger and more miserable. That’s all.
"Captain Felix" Wei Ran played with the paratrooper knife he took from the opponent and gently called the opponent's name. Unfortunately, this man didn't react at all.
"You slept really well"
Wei Ran put the paratrooper knife aside, then helped Felix, who was unconscious, and picked up the can filled with water. Delivered to the mouth.
Perhaps due to the instinct of survival, almost as soon as Felix's lips were moistened, he started to swallow according to his instinct, and then he opened his eyes and held the can in his hands. .
Seeing this, Wei Ran let go of his hand and waited until the other person finished drinking the water in the can before letting him lie down on the sand again.
"Are you Victor?" Felix asked hoarsely.
"Yes" Wei Ran nodded happily, "Captain Felix, what are you doing?"
"Thank you" before Felix finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and fell into coma.
"Your uncle"
Wei Ran twitched the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, he had been thinking of excuses to dispel the other party's wariness, but he didn't expect that this guy was not given to him at all. Opportunity to speak.
But what to do next? I have to carry him on my back and continue heading north-west 29 degrees
Just when Weiran was swaying from left to right, another mirage that had not yet dissipated appeared. One or two camels, each carrying a man wearing a white robe and holding a rifle, ran over from behind a sand dune.
The speed of these two camels is not very fast, but the dust stirred up by their flying hooves makes them look quite impressive.
Turn aroundLooking at the direction of the shotgun, then at Felix lying on his feet, and finally at the paratrooper knife next to him, Wei Ran quickly dug a small hole in his footsteps, buried the paratrooper knife and the can box in it, and then got excited He raised his hands vigorously, which fulfilled the regret of not having a surrender experience when he joined the North African battlefield last time.
In just a few minutes, the two camel cavalry stood on the left and right of Wei Ran and Felix, and at the same time pointed their Enfield rifles at them from a distance. Some look like they'll shoot if they disagree.
After the two sides were in a stalemate for more than ten seconds, one of the cavalrymen, whose face was covered with a turban, shouted to the camel to kneel down, then waved the rifle in his hand and said something that Wei Ran could not understand.
Seeing Wei Ran's confused look, the cavalryman grabbed his neck collar and took a few steps back. Then he walked to Felix's side, took off the goggles on his face and put them on. On his own head, he then took off the pocket watch compass hanging around his neck, looked at it, and hung it on his neck with satisfaction.
Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately took off his goggles and handed them to the cavalryman still riding the camel behind him. The latter nodded with satisfaction and picked up the goggles with the rifle in his hand.
After a while, the cavalryman from before also took off the standard compass issued by the German army from Felix's wrist, shouted something happily, and handed it to him. to his companions.
After searching Felix's body for loot, the cavalryman searched Wei Ran's body again. Unfortunately, apart from a lighter, he couldn't find anything on his body, no matter what it was. Is it the compass or the watch, or maybe the gold plate from Leon has been put into the food box by Wei Ran.
After searching to no avail, the cavalryman said something to Wei Ran again. Seeing that Wei Ran couldn't understand, he simply imitated the "click-click" sound of a submachine gun firing.
Wei Ran, who wanted a gun, immediately pointed in the direction where Felix had thrown away his submachine gun not far away.
Before he could put down his hand, the man who had not got off the camel shouted at his mount and ran over. Soon after, he was carrying the submachine gun and two empty magazines. Ran back.
Under the vigilant gaze of Wei Ran, the cavalryman who had mounted the camel again took out a bone whistle that seemed to be made of camel bones and brought it to his mouth.
As he played hard, a low and harsh whistle drifted out. A moment later, two more cavalrymen, also holding rifles in hand, wearing white robes and riding camels, ran away. come over.
When the two cavalrymen came closer, Wei Ran and Felix were also tied with leather ropes behind their backs and their hands were placed on the smelly camels. The two cavalrymen who first spotted them led the camels towards them. The direction they came from.
After bypassing two sand dunes and a sand ridge in succession, Wei Ran felt more and more glad that he had just chosen to surrender instead of taking out his pistol and killing the cavalrymen, because in the shadow behind this sand ridge, Not only are there more than forty heads lying on their backs,Camels, under the large tent next to them, there were even a dozen people in robes holding Enfield rifles.
Before he could clearly see the situation around him, the camels under him were there. Under the shouts of the cavalry, he knelt firmly on the sand, and he was also pulled down and thrown aside.
Soon, a skinny old man wearing a light blue robe
, an khaki turban, and a goatee on his chin came over.
The old man did not speak, but the two cavalrymen who found Wei Ran and Felix respectfully presented all the captured things to the old man one by one.
The old man in blue robe first took the submachine gun and looked at it, then looked at the two captured compasses in turn, and finally picked up the lighter found on Wei Ran and put it in his pocket inside.
After finally looking at the group photo of Felix with his ID and a burned corner, the old man in blue robe picked up the telescope with a broken lens barrel and opened his mouth to say something. .
Soon after, a man brought in a wooden box that was not too big. Under the command of the old man in blue robe, all the things that had just been captured were put into it.
Not only that, he even ordered people to take off Wei Ran and Felic's shoes and socks and throw them aside. Then he checked the blood blisters on the soles of their feet very carefully, then nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly asked tentatively in English, "You are Germans"
"Can you "English" Wei Ran asked in surprise.
But it was obvious that the old man in blue robe was even more surprised that Wei Ran could speak English. Fortunately, he explained first, "This desert has been occupied by the British for many years. Of course I can speak English." , young people, are you Germans? How can you speak English?"
"It is indeed Germans"
Wei Ran replied happily, there is nothing to quibble about, then A submachine gun said it all, but to the latter question, he only answered vaguely, "My English was taught by a British friend."
"How can the Germans have British friends?"
The old man in blue robe mocked, and then did not give Wei Ran any chance to speak. Instead, he put on a mask that he could not listen to. Zhidong said something, and immediately after, someone pushed Wei Ran to the edge of the camp.
"Can you give me and my friends some water to drink?" Wei Ran asked loudly, "We are going to die of thirst."
"Don't worry. "Right?"
The old man in blue robe was fiddling with the lighter he just got and made a promise nonchalantly, "I also hope to exchange you two for some weapons, so I will definitely not make you thirsty. Dead."
Before he could finish his words, a young man in a white robe picked up the rifle in his hand and hit Wei Ran hard on the back of his neck with the butt of the rifle. He lost consciousness instantly.
When Wei Ran opened his eyes again, he immediately felt that he was rocking gently as if he were on a boat. He tried moving his hands and feet, but as expected, he was already tied tightly and even wrapped in a smelly blanket.
Looking at the night sky above his head, he turned his head with great effort. What he saw at first glance was half of the camel's butt. Then, he felt a smelly tail being thrown on his head. .
Raising his head with great effort, he saw clearly that he was lying on the shelf on the left side of a camel with his head facing backward, and on the shelf on the right, he was still lying there. Felix in a coma.
"Felix Felix"
Wei Ran tried to shout, but unfortunately, the other party did not give any response. Not only that, because of his shouting, a young man in a white robe who followed actually covered his and Felix's faces and the camel's butt with an equally smelly blanket.
"It's your uncle," Wei Ran cursed secretly, but immediately closed his eyes and mouth.
"It would be nice if the bayonet could be taken out" Wei Ran secretly regretted, and in the end he could only keep quiet and endure the time.
If the blanket covering the head wasn't so smelly, and if the hands hadn't been tied behind the back and pinned under the body, they were already numb, lying on the camel's shelf while driving would be a pretty good experience. .
However, perhaps it was precisely because of his imprisoned body and the pungent smell that made him feel that time had become extra long and torturous. ,Please remember:,Free fastest update No anti-theft No anti-theft