In the center of the raging sandstorm, Wei Ran sat cross-legged behind the sand dune where he was hiding, holding a shotgun in his arms. From time to time, he would shake off the accumulated yellow sand on his body and look up at the sky.
This raging sandstorm has lasted for four or five hours, and the looming sun has already shifted to the west. Even the sand dune behind it is now a full twenty or thirty meters high.
The advantage was that at least he couldn't feel the strong wind here at all. But he had to worry about the situation on Felix's side. After all, those two people had found a hiding spot in the leeward just like him.
Or was it blown away by the wind, buried alive, or simply stoned to death?
Although he had all kinds of worries and speculations in his heart, all he could do at this moment was to sit here and wait patiently for this deadly sandstorm to end.
However, the duration of this sandstorm exceeded his expectations. The hour hand of the radioactive watch on his wrist slowly rotated frame by frame. It was not until it rotated around the axis for nearly a circle that the raging sandstorm finally stopped.
I had the idea of dying out.
Wei Ran, who had not dared to sleep for a whole day, looked at the "clear" sky and the dazzling sunshine, stood up unsteadily and shook off the sand on his body. After a while, he simply took off his extra heavy clothes.
One-piece flight suit and high-waisted boots, pouring out a lot of yellow sand.
After shaking off his clothes and putting them back on, he didn't rush to find Felix and the two. Instead, he roughly cleaned the shotgun, reloaded it with bullets, and then walked around the building.
There was a huge sand beam that stretched for hundreds of meters and was over forty or fifty meters high. I chose a location where I didn’t have to worry about the sun’s reflection and raised my telescope.
Over the course of a whole day, the terrain in this desert has undergone earth-shaking changes. The once-lined sand dunes have disappeared and have been replaced by huge sand beams, one after another.
In fact, even the location where Felix and the two originally lived has become part of one of the sand beams.
Wouldn't those two Germans be buried alive...
Wei Ran swallowed hard and continued to move the telescope to look for traces of the two of them.
However, until he searched the area around Felix and his hiding place, he could not see their shadow at all, let alone any footprints or drag marks.
Could it be that these two people have already left?
Wei Ran was really panicking now. He didn't care about the life or death of Felix and the others, but he didn't want to be left in the hinterland of the North African desert in 1941 forever because of the failure of the return mission!
Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Wei Ran put away his telescope and forced himself to calm down, then rolled and climbed towards the relatively higher sand beam.
It took a lot of effort to climb to the highest point of Shaliang. Weiran lay down on it and held up the telescope to observe again. Only then did he realize that there were two people who looked like marmots in the blind spot at that position.
, buried everything from the waist down in the yellow sand, and their upper bodies were lying on the yellow sand, hiding obediently behind the long chairs.
Even the long chair was wrapped with a conspicuous white parachute cloth, which just created a small tent for the two people hiding underneath that could barely hide their heads inside.
“This style is quite unique”
After relaxing, Wei Ran suppressed a smile and joked, while cleaning up the traces of his climb, he retreated back the same way.
At this time, there was only a sand beam separating him and Felix. There was no doubt that when the wind calmed down, Felix would definitely climb up the sand beam to observe the surrounding environment.
He can even guess that when he sets out, he will definitely walk west along Shaliang first, and then continue to carry it back.
After analyzing the other party's possible travel plan, Wei Ran started walking east without hesitation, once again distanced himself from the two of them, and then found a high enough position to wait patiently with his telescope.
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, the wind stopped completely, and all the yellow sand flying in the sky returned to the ground. Felix straightened up and looked around, and immediately pushed away the yellow sand around him. With the help of the long chair,
With difficulty, he dug out his lower body.
"Maurice, are you okay?" Felix asked as he dug into the sand around Morris with his bare hands.
"Except maybe I need to change my pants, there should be no problem." Compared to Felix, Morris laughed at himself in a relaxed manner, "I have no feeling from the waist down for a long time."
"I'm starting to envy you." Felix smiled wryly and shook his head, then sped up the movements in his hands.
"Actually, you can give up on me," Morris said abruptly.
"It's easy to give up on you"
Felix did not stop what he was doing, "But you might get shot, and I hope to get you a military medal by taking you back."
"Military medal?"
Morris shook his head, "If I can go back alive, I just hope I can have the opportunity to leave North Africa and be satisfied, but do you think it's possible?"
"Why is it impossible?" Felix asked while digging in the sand.
"You definitely don't know where the gold-producing camp is, right?" Morris asked, and at the same time, he also joined in the work of digging out the sand around his body.
Felix was stunned, stopped what he was doing and responded, "How could I know? Every time before taking off from that airport, my soldiers and I would wear blindfolds, and even the portholes would be covered, and no matter where we flew,
We are not allowed to leave the cabin wherever we go. You all know this. Aren’t you the one responsible for supervising us every time the plane takes off and lands?”
"really"
Morris nodded and continued the topic, "On the entire plane, only the two pilots and I knew the locations of those camps. It can even be said that only I knew the exact locations of those camps and knew how to fly to them.
"
"What do you want to say?" Felix lowered his head and continued to dig into the sand around Morris.
"Do you think General Rommel will let me leave Africa?"
There was a trace of despair in Morris' tone, "A navigator with paralyzed lower limbs, or a navigator who knows the specific locations of all secret bases but has lost his combat capability, do you think I still have a chance to leave Africa alive?"
?"
Seeing that Felix was silent, Morris simply made the topic clear, "Felix, the order you received should be to kill everyone on the plane as much as possible after a navigation accident, right?"
"Pilots are very valuable, and you are a navigator. As long as your upper body is fine, you can still be a navigator in the future."
Felix stopped what he was doing again, and while dragging Maurice's armpits out, he replied, "My mission is to bring back all the living people after the plane accident, and at the same time, ensure that no one survives."
Those who came down were completely dead."
"You could actually kill me," Morris said again.
"I will die too"
Felix knelt down next to the former again and continued digging the sand while explaining, "If I go back by myself and no one testifies for me, do you think I can survive?"
"Would you like me to show you a way to escape to Egypt?" Morris asked again.
"I can escape to Egypt, but my wife and parents cannot escape Berlin." Felix dug in the sand harder and harder.
"Are they in Berlin?" Morris asked, raising his eyebrows.
“And it’s well protected by a chained dog.”
Felix waved his hand and took out a palm-sized small silver photo frame with a lid from his pocket. He pointed at the photo inside and said proudly, "These are my parents. They used to teach in Bavaria. They stood there.
Behind them is my wife Yinwa. Her grandfather and my grandfather were both members of the Weimar Guards. We are both pure-blooded Germans."
"Felix, do you want to know the location of the camp that can produce gold?" Morris asked abruptly, "And the location of the camp that can produce diamonds? If you want to know, I can tell you.
if only..."
"You'd better not tell me, so that I can at least try my best to bring you back." Felix put away the small photo frame before the other party finished speaking, "If you plan to tell me, I can only
Killing you is also one of my tasks."
Morris opened his mouth, but there was a look of well-hidden happiness on his face. He then took out a small airplane-shaped pendant from his collar, opened it and showed it to Felix.
Looking at the small photo saved inside, "That's the girl I like, her name is Sophia. Unfortunately, we are just classmates, and I cut this photo from the group photo."
"Keep it well"
Felix glanced at the photo, then walked around behind Morris, once again hooked his armpits with his hands, successfully pulled him out of the yellow sand, and then continued, "Wait until you come back alive.
After that, maybe write her a letter to let her know you like her."
"If I had that much courage, I would have flown a fighter jet a long time ago." Morris laughed at himself, looking at the pants under him that were filled with the smell of feces and urine, and his eyes were full of confusion and despair about the future.
"Flying a transport plane in such a ghost place is not much safer than flying a fighter jet. It is even more painful. At least if a fighter jet has an accident, it is usually easy to die, right?"
While Felix responded, he carefully put away the huge silk umbrella cloth and tied it to the chair. Then he followed an umbrella rope tied to the leg of the chair and began to dig out the drinking water and water supplies that were also buried in the yellow sand.
There are not many cans left.
"When are we leaving?" Morris asked as he helped dig the sand.
"After dark of course"
Felix said without raising his head, "Although this sandstorm is scary, at least it has given me enough rest, and it has also wasted too much of our time."
"Let's go directly to the airport later." As Morris spoke, his eyes were fixed on Felix.
"The compass is in your hand, it's up to you to decide."
Felix responded in a calm tone, but an undisguised smile appeared on his face that was tightly wrapped in a turban.
