Chapter 539 Things are starting to get interesting
In the Berber camp, Wei Ran, who had eaten and drank enough, pulled out a folding deck chair from the loaded cargo compartment of the armored pickup truck, found a shady spot and lay down leisurely, concentrating on flossing his teeth.
Shredded mutton in the gap.
In Wei Ran's eyes, Chinese food is undoubtedly the most appetizing and delicious. Besides Chinese food, what also makes him delicious is definitely not the buttered potato stew at Maozi's place, let alone the must-wear items.
Western food is only qualified for those wearing a suit and tie, but it is Arabic food.
Not to mention, the lunch he already had in his stomach ranks among the top three Arabic dishes he knows.
"Victor, you live a really exquisite life."
While Soliman was speaking, he handed over the cleaned tableware and the small bamboo box that had been cleaned together, and then spread a blanket on the sand next to him and lay down.
“Isn’t it smart to just carry tableware with you?”
Wei Ranhun put the wet bamboo box aside carelessly, then picked up a newly fed big-eared fox and placed it on his belly to tease it.
Soliman also grabbed a small fox and played with it, "At least I never thought of carrying tableware with me."
“Don’t talk about cutlery”
Wei Ran glanced nonchalantly at Edward, who was sitting in the SUV compartment reading a book and killing time not far away. He lowered his voice slightly and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Ask clearly"
Soliman also lowered his voice, "The Berber chief said that if you ride a camel to the west for two days, you will encounter a salt-alkali land."
"What's there?" Wei Ran asked with interest, "Also, how far does a camel travel in two days?"
“About 100 to 140 kilometers”
Soliman gently blocked the little fox's nostrils in a playful manner. When the little fox was suffocated, he opened his mouth and immediately blew a breath into it.
It wasn't until the little fox swung its big ears and slapped away the bad breath that almost choked it that it fainted, then Soliman continued, "According to the patriarch, when he was as young as me, the salt-alkali land
There were wreckage from several planes."
"Plane wreckage?" Wei Ran immediately placed the little fox he was playing with on the sand, turned sideways and asked in a low voice, "What kind of plane wreckage?"
"He said it has a propeller. I guess it's an old plane from World War II."
"Are those plane wreckage still there?" Wei Ran asked.
"No more, long gone."
Soliman gave an answer that disappointed Weiran, "According to the clan leader, those planes were basically dismantled by the nomadic tribes at that time and used for various purposes."
"Like that Jeep?" Soliman nodded, "Just like that Jeep."
"Does the patriarch still remember what those planes looked like?" Wei Ran asked, "or what the painting on the planes looked like, even if there are some parts left behind."
"I'll ask again"
Soliman threw aside the little fox that had been trying to bite him, quickly got up and walked towards the reception room surrounded by gauze.
Less than ten minutes later, he came back with a plate of watermelon. While Wei Ran was taking the watermelon, he threw his cell phone at his feet, "I took a photo of it decades ago.
A clan leader picked it up from a corpse near the wreckage of the plane."
After saying that, Soliman had already walked towards Mr. Edward's direction with the tray with watermelon on it.
Wei Ran took a bite of the watermelon unhurriedly, and threw the remaining half to the little foxes who were still around to have fun. He also drove away the one whose nostrils had been blocked not long ago to smell the bad breath. At this time
The little guy is trying to poop on Soliman's phone as revenge.
After picking up the phone and lighting up the screen, Wei Ran also had a smile on his face. Although there is a high probability that he will never see the plane wreckage more than a hundred kilometers away, the photo Soliman took provides important information.
clues.
This is a German Zeiss telescope. Although it has been polished and patinated with traces of long-term use, the Zeiss logo and eagle emblem on the mirror say it all - it is probably a German field airport.
.
Throwing the phone onto the blanket that Soliman had just laid out, and driving away the vengeful little fox who was lifting one leg to urinate, Wei Ran began to think secretly.
Regardless of their location, or the saline-alkali land more than 100 kilometers to the west, it was not a strategic location for the North African battlefield at that time, and there was no need to build an airport there. Even a field airport was equally disturbing.
Can't figure it out.
Just at this time, Soliman also came back, sat on the blanket again, and said in a low voice, "The patriarch just said that most of the airplanes he only remembered had three propellers, one on the head of the airplane.
The other two were on the wings, but they were basically blown up. And there were many dried corpses in the bellies of many planes, and the telescope was also found from those corpses."
"Three propellers? There are many corpses in the cabin?"
While Weiran was repeating these key messages, he had already identified the number. Among the German aircraft in World War II, the only one that met these conditions seemed to be the Junkers 52 transport aircraft!
"There are more than just corpses"
Soliman lowered his voice and continued, "According to the chief, a tribe seemed to have stepped on a landmine when driving their camels through the salt-alkali land decades ago. Not only did it kill dozens of camels, but also
many people."
"Dozens of camels?" Wei Ran frowned, "What kind of landmine is so powerful?"
"I don't know that"
Soliman spread his hands and said, "The wreckage of those planes had been demolished before the explosion. Some were used to build houses and some were used to make weapons. After the explosion, few people went there.
Kedo, should we go and take a look?"
"Not going"
Wei Ran refused without thinking, "I'm afraid even my armored pickup truck can't carry a mine that can kill dozens of camels. I don't want to die in the desert at a young age."
"I don't want to either." Soliman was obviously relieved. "I can't bear to leave my two girlfriends, even though they don't come to Egypt often."
"If you tell Ji Ma that you have two girlfriends, he will definitely envy you." Wei Ran didn't know what he thought of, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Speaking of this, Victor, you must know the girl named Maya, right?" Soliman asked enthusiastically.
"We know each other, what's wrong?"
"Can you give me her phone number and social media account?" Soliman immediately revealed his true purpose.
"You'd better give up this dangerous idea"
Wei Ran shook his head dumbfounded, and then reminded him very seriously, "Otherwise Ji Ma will definitely cause trouble for you, and I won't be surprised if he shoots you."
"forget about it"
Soliman chose to give up very happily, "I really don't have the energy to deal with my third girlfriend."
"It's like Maya can fall in love with you just because she doesn't like Jima..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, and then began to think about the significance of the existence of the German field airport that was probably there.
"Soliman, how far is the straight line distance from Matruh here?" Weiran asked while taking out his satellite phone and opening the web page to search for data on the Junkers 52 transport aircraft.
"Straight line distance?"
Soliman thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "About six or seven hundred kilometers, definitely less than eight hundred kilometers. What's wrong?"
"nothing"
Weiran glanced at the search results on the phone screen. The standard range of the Junkers 52 transport aircraft is 1,500 kilometers. In other words, if it takes off from the Mediterranean coast, it seems to be just right, and it will end at the destroyed field airport.
Going back and forth, it seems that even if you take off from Tunisia, which is further away, you can fly directly here.
But the German transport planes were not busy transporting supplies to the front line, so why were they flying around this damn place? Thinking of Edward's evasion and concealment in his words, Wei Ran's curiosity was aroused, and he began to look forward to him.
What is the hidden secret?
"Things are starting to get interesting"
Wei Ran murmured to himself, put away the satellite phone with a smile, picked up a little fox that was spinning near the lounge chair, stroked the big furry ears, closed his eyes and took a nap.
