When Weiran drove the car out of the canyon and returned to the camp, Edward, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately came up to him and asked directly, "Victor, are you really unable to find the crash site?"
< p>"Mr. Edward, you overestimate my ability."Weiran closed the car door and replied, "The most I can tell you is that if you search northeast from here, you may be able to find the crashed plane. The location, but how far it is from here and how long it will take to find it, I’m afraid only God knows.”
“One million euros” Edward gritted his teeth and doubled the previous reward. .
"Deal"
Weiran agreed very happily, raised his finger and pointed at a sand beam behind him and said irresponsibly, "This is where the plane crashed. "
"There?" Edward was stunned and said angrily, "Do you think I'm a fool? How can you prove that it crashed there?"
"Yes, how can I prove it?
Wei Ran spread his hands and asked in a sincere tone, "Mr. Edward, am I wasting half a month here, and then pointing to a similar sand dune dozens of kilometers away and saying that The plane crashed there, will you believe me?"
Edward opened his mouth, and finally shook his head with a wry smile, "Let Saleh send me back as soon as possible, I plan to leave Egypt."< /p>
"Where are the bodies of the victims?" Wei Ran asked again.
"When I go back, I will send someone to pick them up."
Edward said nonchalantly, "Now I just want to go back as soon as possible. I have had enough of this." It’s a damn desert.”
“No problem, we’ll return immediately.”
Wei Ran was too lazy to talk nonsense with this scheming old guy, and was sitting on the camel’s butt not far away. The fuzzy Soliman said hello, and the latter immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and started communicating with his father Saleh.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Saleh slowly drove the off-road vehicle to Edward. The latter immediately opened the door and got in, without even bothering to say hello.
Compared with the ruthless Edward, the young Berber follower Abba, who has become familiar with him in the past two days, is reluctant to leave Wei Ran. After learning that they were leaving immediately, he even hugged him. He cried loudly on Wei Ran's legs.
Finally, with the little guy jumping up and down on the driver’s seat, everyone left as much fresh water and food as possible for the nomadic tribe’s helpers who needed five or six days to return. Only then did we start the return journey under the leadership of the Berber guide.
Traveling lightly, that night they rushed back to the mountain range where Edward's grandfather Felix was sold as goods. Later, because of Edward's urging, Wei Ran and others simply rested here for two hours before setting off again. They hurried on under the moonlight and finally returned to the filming camp exhausted before noon the next day.
"You are finally back." Jima, wearing a white Arab robe, was the first to greet you. "I was waiting for you two hours ago."
"How did you take the photo? "Wei Ran asked, holding on to his sleepiness.
"It will take about a week or two. Now Culp, Teacher Anna, and my Maya are taking the actors for emergency training."
Jima said He couldn't help but shiver, and reminded with a grimace, "Victor, you must be careful these days. Teachers Culp and Anna have been very irritable recently, and now they are more dangerous than atomic bombs."
"Thank you for your hard work." Wei Ran grinned and couldn't help but think of what happened at the Hongqi Forest Farm, and then he couldn't help but shudder.
“Stop talking about such horrible things, Victor, is this a gift you prepared for me for my Maya?” As Jima spoke, he had already taken out two children from the compartment of the armored pickup truck. A big-eared fox that only pokes its head out.
"You must have some face"
Wei Ran took the two little foxes back from the other party's arms angrily, "These two little things were given to me by Aurora, I saw that the person who came back with Soliman is not there. If you want the little fox, you can
ask him for help."
"I'll go now. Get to know him." Before Jima finished speaking, he was already running towards the truck parked next to him.
As soon as he left, Charlotte, wearing a retro outdoor outfit, also came up to him. The old gentleman glanced at Edward, then at Wei Ran, who had dark circles under his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Victor, didn't you help Edward find his grandfather's colleagues?"
" I found most of them, but unfortunately I didn't find them all." Wei Ranqiang answered energetically. After driving for so long, he was already so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyes open.
Hearing this, Charlotte smiled, put on English that "Wei Ran couldn't understand", and bluntly reminded, "Edward, remember to pay the commission, 500,000 euros."
"I will pay as soon as possible"
Edward, who also looked tired, agreed absentmindedly. Seeing that Charlotte was still looking directly at him, he could only helplessly take out the Satellite phone, "I will arrange for someone to transfer the money right away."
"And the rewards you promised to give to the tribal helpers"
Saleh lit a cigarette and smiled. reminded, and while speaking, he handed Edward a handwritten bill with a bank account number.
"You will be spared" Edward snorted and pressed the dial button to start arranging payment.
"Victor, you only found his grandfather's colleagues" Charlotte took the opportunity to ask in a low voice.
"There is also a wreckage of a transport plane"
Weiyan said, "But unfortunately, the bodies of the pilot and navigator of the transport plane were not found."
< p>"No wonder"Charlotte seems to know something inside, her old faceThere was also a subtle expression of gloating on his face. However, this old guy didn't seem to intend to explain what he knew.
After a moment, Edward said to Charlotte with a cold face, "The money has been transferred to their respective accounts, Charlotte, my friend, I want to return to England as soon as possible."
"I asked Mr. Matt to take you to the airport"
Charlotte turned her head and asked in Italian, "Victor, can you say something to your good friend Jima, Can you lend that off-road vehicle to Mr. Matt? If possible, it would be best to arrange a guide for him who knows the way."
"Of course, no problem," Wei Ran simply agreed and greeted him first. He called Jimma, and then told Saleh that he needed a guide.
Of course this little thing was nothing. Soon, a middle-aged man whom Wei Ran didn’t recognize ran over and warmly greeted Edward, who had just gotten out of the car, and Matt, who had arrived after receiving the news. He got back into the off-road vehicle and drove away before he could turn off the engine.
"Anyway, Victor, thank you for your help, although Mr. Edward doesn't seem to be very happy."
Charlotte seemed to be in a very happy mood when she said this. Yes, the old face was full of undisguised joy.
"It's nothing, just take what you need. I'm very sorry about Mr. Edward." Wei Ran smiled and said politely.
"There is nothing to regret." Charlotte patted Wei Ran on the shoulder, "Go and have a rest."
Watching Charlotte turn around and walk towards his tent, Wei Ran then asked Ji Ma to help him get a new set of tents and set them up. Then he set up the old tent in the cargo compartment and threw in the two little foxes and two apples he brought back.
When Ji Ma also said goodbye and left to deliver meals to the two filming locations, Wei Ran was not in a hurry to take a rest. Instead, he took the opportunity to go to the dining truck to get food and asked the chef from the Hongqi Forest Farm to lend him a hand. A large stainless steel tray came along with a small cup of olive oil.
Back at the tent, he immediately took out the World War II Luftwaffe survival shotgun from the aluminum alloy box he had picked up.
Although it has been stored in the dry desert for more than seventy years, thanks to the dry climate in the desert, this shotgun is in very good condition. It only has a cowhide gun belt and an oil can. The gun oil is no longer usable. In addition, not only is there no trace of rust on the gun body, but there is no cracking or decay on the walnut stock.
Pour the stainless steel tray
full of diesel, Weiran dug out a pair of unworn socks, and threw all the removable metal parts from the shotgun into the tray. I carefully cleaned and wiped it, and then used olive oil to carefully maintain all the wooden parts.
With this effort, he even took apart and washed the lighter that Soliman gave him, and dug out the lighter that Soliman helped him pull off the camel’s butt before setting off on the return journey. A handful of camel hair was soaked in kerosene and stuffed into the lighter.In a three-section oil pot.
As the sparks burst out from the friction between the flint and the fire wheel, the burnt yellow flame also ignited faintly. Seeing this, Wei Ran put the old-fashioned lighter into his pocket with satisfaction. Although he rarely takes the initiative to smoke, he does not object to carrying such an old object with a story with him.
After packing up the lighter, the rifle hanging outside the tent was almost dry. After Wei Ran took it off and got into the tent, he took out the shotgun in the metal book and placed them side by side. together.
Unfortunately, the only difference between the two guns is that the one in the metal book once again replaced all the inscriptions and marks with hourglass marks. Even the slightly different gun The hard cowhide bullet belt did not escape the fate of being stamped.
I tried to put the two shotguns into the metal book. As expected, only the one with the hourglass mark could be put in.
"I won't really get stuck in a bug that breaks the book, right?"
Wei Ran thought about it secretly, and finally gave up the plan of test firing, let's not mention that. If the ammunition in the aluminum alloy grab box has expired due to age, you can at least try to save it for the gun in the metal book.
However, he really couldn't imagine what kind of battlefield he would have the opportunity to use such a luxurious but useless weapon in the future.
"At least it's better than giving a broken pen, and it seems good to keep it for hunting."
Wei Ran comforted himself and took care of the clean pen. The shotgun was put back into the wiped aluminum alloy box and thrown back into the compartment of the armored pickup truck.
After packing up the shotgun, he still had no intention of taking a rest. Instead, he added all the remaining fuel in the 200-liter iron drum in the cargo bed into the main and auxiliary fuel tanks of the pickup truck.
Drawing the empty bucket and driving away from the camp to find a secluded sand dune shadow, Wei Ran took out a sharp ax from the toolbox of the cargo bucket. A large enough skylight was opened on the barrel, and the five greasy gold bricks were taken out one by one, and then the valueless iron barrel was kicked aside mercilessly.
The reason why I put the five gold bricks in the oil barrel in the first place was entirely an impulsive move that was carried away by excitement.
Now that he has calmed down, he naturally knows very well that although this method avoids being discovered by Edward, it is difficult to guarantee that they can be safely taken out of Egypt, even if they are likely to be smuggled when they leave.
There is no doubt that if he told Culp and others about the gold bricks, although the other party would most likely help him send the gold back to Kazan, he would have to consider the consequences of doing so.
First of all, it is troublesome to explain how the gold came from. Even if you don't do it well, the eagle emblems on the gold bricks can easily kill you.
Secondly, he really couldn’t guarantee that after learning that there might be more gold or even a gold mine hidden in the desert.In what direction will things develop in the end?
Saleh and his son, Culp and Anna, or Jima, or even Mr. Charlotte, who has always had a good attitude. Do they still have the heart to film a movie in the wind and sand? Will they catch Edward back who has left?
Even, will they send Edward to Gorman's basement to serve as a torture tool for a period of time? By the way, ask about all the secrets related to gold
Wei Ran didn't bother to analyze the possibility of these completely avoidable worries, because as long as he could keep all the secrets about gold, he could easily to cut off those big or small possibilities from the source.
"Let me bear the temptation and pain from gold alone and silently, and the secrets in the desert will
stay in the desert"
Stinky Shameless Wei Ran pretended to sigh in his heart, but he rounded the ax in his hand again and struck hard on a greasy gold brick.
Compared to the hard ax blade, these high-purity gold bricks are much softer. Therefore, he split it into two parts without much effort at all, and then divided it into four parts.
Similarly, he chopped all the other four gold bricks into gold nuggets of similar size. Wei Ran took out the food box, emptied the contents to make room, and removed the heavy gold nuggets one by one. They were placed one after another, filling the bottom layer of the food box almost perfectly.
Throwing the last extra gold nugget, which was about the size of a matchbox, on top of the food box and keeping it with the authenticator, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when the heavy food box was successfully put into the metal book. .
"Go back and take a shower and sleep"
Muttering to himself, Wei Ran rubbed some diesel on his hands with sand, happily got into the cab, and pulled away The little foxes who were chewing on the handbrake and grinding their teeth stepped on the accelerator and drove back to the shooting camp in a circle, leaving only a hollowed-out iron bucket lying alone on the sand, guarding it alone. The outdated secret that there was once fifty kilograms of gold in his belly.
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