When Wei Ran drove the car back to the tent, Edward had been waiting for a long time. However, this time, Wei Ran did not get out of the car, but directly greeted him and got into the car.
After the other party closed the car door, Wei Ran was silent for a moment, then pointed at the stretch of sand beams outside the window and said, "Mr. Edward, I have almost found the answer."
Hearing this, Edward subconsciously looked in the direction of the former's finger. However, wherever he looked, there was nothing special except sand.
"What do you want me to see?" Edward asked confused.
"Sahara Desert"
Wei Yan put down his arms and said, "Mr. Edward, this is the Sahara Desert, between the equatorial low pressure zone and the subtropical high pressure zone at 30 degrees north latitude."
"Are these related to the search for my grandfather's colleagues?"
Edward asked inexplicably. For the first time, he felt that this young Asian man had the temperament of a scholar.
"Of course, of course it matters"
Wei Ran explained with a smile, "This involves common sense in geography or physics. As we all know, wind flows from high-pressure areas to low-pressure areas, so the wind in this desert blows from north to south.
It is also common knowledge in geography that the geostrophic deflection force in the Northern Hemisphere is to the right, so affected by the geostrophic deflection force, the wind that originally blows from north to south becomes blowing from northeast to southwest.
We can see this through those sand beams. The wind transport effect brought by the perennial northeast trade wind has accumulated sand beams vertically distributed in the northeast direction on this desert."
"So you just want to prove that the northeast wind blows here all year round?" Edward frowned.
Wei Ran didn't seem to see the impatience on the other person's face, and just continued to say unhurriedly, "Mr. Edward, the reason why your grandfather didn't find his colleague is not a historical mystery, it's just a geographical mystery.
That's all.
Before breakfast, I chatted with our guide. The highest wind here can reach level 12. When the wind blows at level 12, it doesn’t take half an hour to blow a sand dune dozens of meters high into a mountain.
Flat ground.”
"You mean, the plane was blown away?" Edward finally came to his senses.
"And it could only have been blown to the southeast."
As Wei Ran spoke, he had unfolded the map he had obtained from the other party not long ago, pointed to the red line on it and said, "If that plane has not disintegrated and been buried in the sand after more than 70 years, it must have left.
It remains in place. And even if it is blown dozens of kilometers by the wind, it is completely normal."
"Where is the end point?" Edward asked, "Should we keep searching along this line to the southeast?"
"Actually, your grandfather has already drawn up the range."
Wei Ran asked with a smile, "Mr. Edward, your grandfather should remember what type of airplane he was flying on, right? Or let me guess, an engineer from Germany was riding with his colleagues.
The plane may have various equipment they use for geological exploration, so it must be a transport plane, not a fighter jet that can only seat one person, right?"
"Junkers 52 transport aircraft" Edward replied cheerfully.
"I guess this is the same plane."
Weiran reached out and pointed at one end of the red line on the map, "According to my understanding, the standard range of the Junkers 52 transport aircraft should be about 1,500 kilometers. If this is the airport where the transport aircraft took off..."
Having said this, Wei Ran took out his mobile phone when the other party looked slightly nervous. After some calculations based on the scale marked on the map, he took out a pair of multifunctional pliers with a scale on the handle from the glove box.
After some measurements along the direction of the red line, he replied, "It seems that your grandfather also thought of this. The length of this red line represented on the map is exactly one-half of the maximum flight distance of the Junkers 52."
so..."
"So what?" Edward asked subconsciously.
"So this may imply that the destination of the transport plane your grandfather took at that time may not be able to provide the necessary fuel for the return flight.
In other words, if the transport plane wants to fly back to the airport where it took off, the straight-line distance between its landing location and the airport should be less than 800 kilometers, which is half of the maximum range.
Considering that the aircraft needs some reserve fuel to ensure that there are no accidents, we can shorten this distance to 700 kilometers."
After a short pause, Wei Yan compared the scale with the scale and used the scale on the tool pliers to draw an arc cutting the red line with the point representing the airport at one end of the red line as the center of the circle.
"You just said that the direction that the navigator on that plane pointed to your grandfather was 29 degrees north by west. This also hides an important message."
"What information?" Edward asked again, looking like he had given up thinking.
"Of course it means that the crash or forced landing location is closer to the departure airport and further from the destination. Otherwise, he should have gone in the opposite direction, right?"
Wei Ran pointed at the arc he had just drawn and replied matter-of-factly, "This arc represents the midpoint of the transport plane's original flight. Since the navigator asked your grandfather to go in the direction of the airport, he could only
It proves that the plane made an emergency landing on the left side of this arc, which is an area closer to the airport where it took off. Simply put, the straight-line distance between the plane's emergency landing position and the airport should be within 350 kilometers, which is far from our current location...
Let me do the math..."
After a moment, Wei Ran pointed to the screen of his mobile phone and said, "The farthest location where the plane may make an emergency landing is only 200 kilometers away from us at most."
Deliberately leaving some time for Mr. Edward to think, Wei Ran continued, "So we just need to use this arc as the end point and focus on the area to the left of it. Maybe we will find something."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "So we have to get to the point of this arc next?" Edward finally thought about it for once.
"Of course" Wei Ran nodded matter-of-factly, "When we get there, we can start searching."
"How sure are you?" Edward asked with a frown.
"There is no way to calculate this probability"
Weiran drew a circle along the arc on the map, "But we have to at least rush there first, right? Of course, if you want to speed up, you might be able to find more helpers and search directly from your current location. That way
Maybe we can find the target we're looking for faster."
"Help?" Edward gritted his teeth, "I'll arrange for people to come over and help. Victor, how many people do you think we need?"
"Maybe we have a better choice"
Wei Ran raised his hand again and pointed to Saleh and others outside the window, "You saw yesterday that our guide Mr. Saleh has a pretty good relationship with the local nomadic tribes. Why don't you go through Mr. Saleh?
What about hiring some Berbers?
The commission they need is definitely lower, they can get here faster, and most importantly, they have a better understanding of the surrounding environment, and they may not even need to provide them with too many additional supplies."
"Hire them?" Edward frowned subconsciously.
"Of course, this is just my suggestion."
Wei Rantan Tanshou said, "If you want to hire nomadic Berbers, you have to talk to Saleh in person. I can't help you with this matter. But I think if they need help, they should
It’s the best choice.”
"Let me think about it"
Before Edward finished speaking, he had already put away the map spread out between the two of them, opened the car door and walked towards his tent.
In the compartment of the armored pickup truck, Wei Ran also had a careless smile on his lips. The reasoning he just presented to Mr. Edward did not mention the crucial magnetic declination, but instead exaggerated the role of wind transport.
But the search range he drew included all of those two coordinates, intentionally or unintentionally. As for how much profit there will be at that time, it can only depend on luck.
While Wei Ran was waiting, Edward emerged from the tent half an hour later and walked straight in the direction of Saleh.
Wei Ran was not interested in knowing what the two of them talked about, but after they finished talking, the Berber guide took the satellite phone from Saleh.
Shortly after he finished the call, Saleh's son Soliman also got into Weiran's armored pickup truck.
"Mr. Edward wants to hire Berbers to work for him. Victor, is this your idea?" Soliman asked as he closed the car door.
"It's just a suggestion," Wei Ran asked with a smile, "Does your father agree?"
"It's useless for my father to agree"
While Soliman was speaking, he had already opened the shooting hole on the car window, lit a cigarette, and explained in a puff of smoke, "But our guide has already called to ask about their clan leader. Let's see that now."
Can Edward agree to the conditions offered by the old guy?"
"Their commission won't be more expensive than the people found in Cairo, right?" Wei Ran asked casually.
“Really not”
Soliman clapped his fingers and said, "I can almost guess what they want, it's just some Egyptian pounds, and then there are wind turbines, batteries, flour, maybe medicines, electronic watches, camels and even condoms.
stuff."
Wei Ran was stunned and asked curiously, "Soliman, how many nomadic tribes are there in this desert?"
"Running out"
Soliman, who obviously hadn't slept enough, yawned and said vaguely, "There are very few nomadic tribes willing to stay in the desert. Many have gone to live in the oases, but there are still some who are willing to stay in the desert due to various reasons.
There is no way to leave this desert."
"If you said this, it means you didn't say it." Wei Ran shook his head in confusion.
"Because I don't know the specific amount."
Soliman spread his hands, "Not just me, I'm afraid even the Egyptian officials don't know. These nomadic tribes are like ghosts in the desert. They sometimes live in Egypt, sometimes in Libya or Sudan, and some even migrate.
As far away as Chad and Algeria, they will continue to migrate when they cause trouble there.
The furthest tribe I know traveled from Egypt to Morocco in one year, and then returned to Egypt the next year."
"By the way, can I help you with your smuggling business?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
“Their reputation is pretty good”
Soliman's inconsistent answer confirmed Wei Ran's question, "Of course, only when they cooperate with us. Most of the time, they are no different from those of the same race who have settled in the oasis.
They don’t mind robbing, defrauding or stealing. But they will also show the unique hospitality of desert nomadic tribes to the tourists from various countries who I take to their tribe.”
"The more painful the stick in their hand is, the better their credibility will be, right?"
"Victor, you have mastered the true meaning of cooperation with the nomadic tribes in the desert." Soliman confirmed the fact Wei Ran said casually in a joking tone.
"If those Berbers are willing to help, how long will it take for them to come?" Wei Ran asked, changing the subject.
"The fastest would take two days," Soliman replied immediately, "Why, are you in a hurry?"
"Just asking casually," Wei Ran waved his hand, "Where are our supplies? How long can they last?"
“No problem for at least two weeks”
After Soliman took his last puff of cigarette, he opened the car door and let the hot and dry wind take away the smoke and air-conditioning in the car. He lowered his voice and said, "My father asked me to ask you, if the time comes,
If you find something valuable, do you want to snatch it from the nomadic tribes?"
"Something valuable?" Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "Something valuable?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No matter what valuable things he has"
Soliman's young face showed a trace of greed, "Mr. Edward doesn't look like a good person. I'm afraid even those two little foxes who poop everywhere know that a scum like him will not do it just for his ancestors."
Friendship, it takes so much energy to take risks in the desert and waste time."
"I am only responsible for completing Mr. Edward's work"
Wei Ran simply distanced himself from the relationship, "As for whether you will find anything valuable, it doesn't have much to do with me, and whether you want to steal the things you find has little to do with me.
However, I think that before you and your son make a decision, it is best to ask Mr. Culp or Ms. Anna, they may give you effective suggestions."
"I knew you would say that."
Soliman's face changed to a sunny and honest smile, and after jumping out of the cab, he helped Wei Ran close the heavy door.
"This desert is really dirty and greedy..."
Wei Ran shook his head secretly. He was not much better anyway, otherwise, he would not have concealed the crucial changes in magnetic declination.
Lowering the seat back, Wei Yan blew in the air conditioner and began to think about what to do next.
No matter what Edward can find in the end, no matter what is in those two coordinate points, after completing the work in the desert, he will immediately return to China to prepare the supplies in the metal book and then participate in the POW Olympics.
.
In addition to this big thing, there are many other trivial things.
First, he needs to find a Geiger counter to see how much radiation the watch in the metal book has. This will determine whether he will take out the laser watch for use in the future.
Secondly, after returning to Russia, in addition to going to Inta with Suisui, I will also go to Kirov if I have time to visit the one-armed veteran Leva and see if I can learn from him.
Learn how to use old film cameras.
After planning the next arrangement, Wei Ran opened the car door and walked quietly to his tent.