When night fell, the nomadic tribesmen, who had been busy for two days but had gained nothing, returned to the camp behind the sand dunes dejectedly.
When the sun sets today, it is the last time limit for Mr. Edward and the Berber chief to increase their transactions. As the sun sets, the extra rewards that Edward originally promised will naturally become too much.
In contrast, the old patriarch looked calm and indifferent. After dinner, he led the tribe members for the last worship of the day at around eight o'clock as always.
At the edge of the camp dozens of meters away, Edward, who had been waiting for two days, also came to Wei Ran with a bottle of whiskey and began to accuse him: "Victor, those native tribesmen spent two days searching for you."
range, but no wreckage of the plane was found at all.”
"Mr. Edward, please sit down."
Wei Ran put the two little foxes who were napping on his stomach at his feet, and waited for the former to sit on the folding chair next to him, then he said slowly, "Look, there is such a large desert around us that we haven't found yet.
If we can find the wreckage of the plane so easily, I’m afraid I won’t have the chance to come here to help you, right?”
"If you can't help me find that plane as soon as possible, then what's the point of coming here?" Edward asked dissatisfied.
"But at least I found a wing, didn't I?" Wei Ran spread his hands and said confidently, "Don't worry, Mr. Edward, there is still almost half a month until the end of July, we still have time."
"If it comes to the end of the month..."
"If I haven't found your grandfather's colleagues by the end of the month, I won't get the agreed 50 remuneration, right?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"As long as you know better." Before he finished speaking, Edward had already stood up and walked towards his tent carrying the wine bottle.
"Same virtue as your grandfather..."
Wei Ran cooed secretly, picked up the two little foxes spinning around on the edge of the lounge chair and put them on his stomach. Then he picked up the beer again and touched the father and son Saleh and Soliman who were sitting opposite and watching the fun.
Touched.
"Victor, where should we go next?" Saleh put down his beer and asked in a low voice, "We have been out for a week, and the filming in Culp is almost over."
"Don't worry"
Wei Ran picked up a grilled lamb chop and took two bites. He handed the uneaten part to the little fox lying on the blanket on his belly and fought for it until he took a sip of cold beer and put the meat in his mouth into his stomach.
, and then he said calmly, "Soliman, after they finish praying, go and invite the old patriarch over. In this way, you can also invite Mr. Edward over when the time comes."
"No problem." Soliman took a bite of the leg of lamb and agreed with a vague expression.
"Uncle Saleh, can those tribe members be trusted?" Wei Ran also asked in a lowered voice.
"Don't worry," Saleh replied nonchalantly, "they can completely trust it."
Wei Ran smiled and said, half testing and half questioning, "It seems you have great confidence in them."
"I have more confidence in their children"
Saleh threw away the can in his hand and said in a calm tone, "There are three tribes coming here this time. The ones wearing white robes are Berbers, and the ones wearing gray robes are Bedouins. They are wearing dark blue clothes."
The one wearing the robe is a Tuareg. There is also the old chief. Although he is a Berber, he has a very high status in the religion shared by these three tribes."
Having said this, Saleh lit a cigarette leisurely and said, "There are also those who don't wear robes but are armed. They are all employees I called urgently from Cairo to help.
In addition, the children in these three tribes, I mean children as old as the little guy who has been clinging to you these two days, are all studying in Cairo and are now being taken care of by my employee Baha.
You have met Baha, he was the one who picked you up at the airport."
"Trying to hold the emperor hostage to command the princes?" Wei Ran muttered in Chinese, and the only trace of worry in his heart disappeared.
He had no intention of commenting on Saleh's actions. It was enough to know that if 450 kilograms of gold were discovered at the last coordinate point, the indigenous people would not be jealous.
Soon after, Soliman invited the old Berber patriarch and Mr. Edward, who was obviously drunk. Then he lit a large kerosene gas lamp that seemed to be produced in China and hung it on the rearview mirror of the truck to serve as additional lighting.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Weiran said directly, "Tomorrow we will move 20 kilometers southwest to continue the search."
"Victor, you don't want to keep looking like this until the end of the month, do you?"
Edward asked with an unkind expression, "Although your promise is to give me a satisfactory answer before the end of the month, I won't waste my time here."
"Believe me, we found it soon."
Wei Ran didn't bother to explain too much. He was willing to include the second coordinate point in the search range, which was considered a sign of his conscience.
"I hope so"
Edward snorted coldly, pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Saleh, please tell the patriarch that if they can find the plane from Victor's newly designated area in the next two days, the relationship between us will be
The agreement is still valid."
After saying that, Edward had already stood up and walked towards his tent.
"It seems that Mr. Edward has been very disappointed in you," Saleh said to Weiran with gloating, but he did not translate Edward's "generousness" to the old patriarch at all.
In any case, although Saleh is in the smuggling business, he is also a businessman. How could he not see that the conditions offered by Mr. Edward were nothing more than a carrot tied to the donkey's mouth.
With the temptation of a little profit, these aborigines who have never left the desert will definitely work hard, and even get involved with Saleh invisibly. In the future, he will ask these aborigines to help him run the smuggling business.
It's hard to guarantee that they won't charge a high price.
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Wei Ran joked nonchalantly and continued, "There is one more thing that needs to be told to the clan leader. If he wants to save some time, he can move the camp near the new search range tonight. I have a hunch that we will soon
I found what I was looking for.”
"It's better to find it sooner." Saleh lit another cigarette and conveyed Wei Ran's suggestion to the old patriarch sitting next to him.
I don't know if it was for the sake of his beloved grandson, but the old patriarch adopted Wei Ran's suggestion very simply. He took the walkie-talkie handed over by Soliman and began to greet the tribesmen to prepare for changing camps.
On the other hand, Edward, who was already lying on the bed, mistakenly thought that the chips he had offered had an effect, and he turned out to be particularly active.
It took less than half an hour to pack up the camp. Three vehicles and a long camel team set off under the moonlight, lining up to the newly designated search area by Weiran.
Under the leadership of the old patriarch who was riding a camel at the front, it took everyone more than two hours to finally arrive at the southwest side of the Gobi desert.
Under the cold moonlight, this Gobi desert is densely covered with huge rocks that have been weathered into mushroom shapes. Underfoot are also gravels with sharp edges worn by sand and wind.
"Victor, and Soliman, the old patriarch just told me that this desert is not very safe. There are a lot of poisonous snakes and scorpions in it. In addition, there is the danger of falling rocks, so it is best to pitch the tent away from debris.
On the rocky sand.”
While Saleh was calling names on the radio channel to remind him, Weiran was staring at the satellite map with a look of astonishment on his face, because according to the prompts on the screen, the other coordinate point provided by the metal book was in the desert, even a straight line away from him.
The distance is less than 500 meters!
"Salih, let's focus on searching in this desert after daybreak."
Wei Ran waited for Soliman's response and then continued, "The wind is blowing from the northeast. This Gobi desert may be able to stop something."
"I will talk to the patriarch," Saleh reminded again uneasily, "Victor, remember to pitch the tent farther away."
"Do not worry"
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already pushed open the heavy car door, picked up the two little foxes curled up in the passenger seat, and placed them on the sand.
Unfortunately, these two little guys may have been too full to eat, so they didn't even think of helping to check if there were any scorpions or poisonous snakes around. They just dug a few times in the sand and huddled together again.
"I don't know if these two crappy things can be returned..."
Wei Ran reluctantly carried them back to the warm car. He had no idea of setting up a tent again, so he simply got into the back car, laid down the comfortable aviation seat, and let the skylight open above his head.
The moonlight fell on his face, while he secretly wondered what was hidden deep in the Gobi 500 meters away.
After tossing and turning all night, when the moonlight shining from overhead was replaced by sunlight, the door of the armored vehicle also banged loudly as Soliman slapped it.
"What's wrong?" Weiran fan opened the car door and asked in confusion.
"Victor, come on, come down, we found it!" Soliman pointed in the direction of the Gobi and shouted excitedly, "We found what we were looking for!"
"Where?" Wei Ran suddenly woke up, lifted up the blanket covering himself and jumped out of the armored pickup truck.
“Right in the col”
Soliman and Wei Ran ran forward and said, "When we rushed here last night, didn't you remind us to go and search in the Gobi? As soon as it dawned, Muttalib and I took a few people in to look.
look."
"Tell me what you found," Wei Ran asked.
"We have only seen a small part of the plane's tail so far! The rest of the people are rushing back to help dig it out together." Soliman said excitedly, "I discovered it first!"
In just a few words, the two of them had already reached the foot of the mountain, and Wei Ran could clearly see the entire Gobi desert.
To put it simply, this is an area where many stone mountains are not too big. Year-round wind, sun and sand have caused serious weathering of these stone mountains, especially the outermost boulders on the northeast side. Most of them are
It has turned into a mushroom shape with a big head and a thin body. In the middle of these stone mountains, there is a winding canyon.
The moment he followed Soliman into the canyon, the temperature instantly became cooler, and even the light became much dimmer.
Looking at the stacked rock formations on both sides, Wei Ran couldn't help but grin, fearing that a weathered stone would fall from above at the next moment.
"This place looks really dangerous," Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh.
“Really not safe”
Soliman, who was walking in front, replied, "This kind of place is like an oasis for wild animals in the desert. A poisonous snake might emerge from somewhere at any time, so you'd better be careful."
"I'm talking about the rocks above my head," Wei Ran corrected.
"Don't worry, they are much stronger than you think."
Before Soliman finished speaking, Wei Ran saw Edward hurriedly walking forward and Saleh accompanying him. Further ahead, there were a dozen tribe members rushing in on camels.
"I should have known better to bring the car in earlier," Wei Ran couldn't help but said.
"Forehead..."
Soliman stopped and patted his forehead in embarrassment, "Well, I originally planned to let you drive in."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I called you several times on the walkie-talkie, but when you didn't respond I ran out to look for you." Soliman grinned, the expression on his face becoming more and more embarrassed, "I was so excited that I forgot about it."
"I'm going to drive." Wei Ran turned around helplessly and ran back.
Although Soliman walked him for a while, when Wei Ran drove in the armored pickup truck, the speed was much faster, and even picked up Edward who couldn't run and Saleh who seemed to be okay along the way.
Finally, he picked up Soliman, who was still running inwardly, into the car. Wei Ran slowed down slightly and continued to go deeper behind the camels.
The distance of less than 500 meters was just a step on the accelerator on the road, but because of the camels blocking the road and the increasingly soft sand under the wheels, it took Weiran five minutes to drive the car there.
The deepest part of this canyon.
With just one glance, he saw the small half of the tail exposed in the sand. For more than half a century, strong winds and turbulence had torn off the tail of this Junkers 52 transport aircraft, leaving only the tail landing gear.
The yellow sand that buried the fuselage was exposed, pointing diagonally towards the sky, as if a stubborn middle finger showed up unwilling to admit defeat.
But what is even more joyful is that at this time, there are more than a dozen big-eared foxes scratching and scratching the sand around the plane, and two of them are even cooperating with each other to fight with a fat venomous snake.
"Mr. Edward, it seems we have found it." Wei Ran reminded with a smile.
"I was in a bad mood last night and drank some wine. I apologize for my rudeness." Edward said with an apologetic look.
"It's okay," Wei Ran said jokingly, "but you have to buy me a drink in the evening."
"Of course" Edward agreed immediately.
After a few words, he managed to get rid of last night's little unhappiness. Wei Ran went around to the back of the car and took off the long-handled shovel hanging on the side of the cargo bed. He aimed it hard at the venomous snake that was fighting with the little fox.
By the way, the two little foxes bared their teeth at him, obviously treating him as a competitor for food.
He shoveled off the poisonous snake's head with a shovel and lifted it to the foot of the distant mountain. Wei Ran kicked the still twisting headless snake to the little fox whose eyes were almost turning green from hunger, and moved it closer to the tail of the plane.
Excavation began at the location.
After pushing the shovel down for two consecutive times, Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief at the soft and dry yellow sand. It seemed that it was dry enough. In this case, maybe the things in the cabin could be well preserved.
After he dug around the tail of the plane, the tribe members also took various tools from the camels and joined the digging process.
Soon, the main body of the transport plane was revealed. It was obvious that the year-round wind transport had torn off its only remaining wing, and even the unique corrugated metal skin on the fuselage had become more pitted.
Lots of damage.
As time went by, the tribe members who had just finished their first worship service at dawn also rushed back. With the participation of these people, the excavation speed further accelerated. Finally, at around one o'clock at noon, the deep burial was
The main body of the Junkers 52 transport aircraft was completely dug out from the sand.
After a rough inspection, Weiran couldn't help but sigh to himself. Not only was the plane lying on its back missing two wings and a tail, but the engine at the nose was also thrown away. Only the exposed
The driver's and co-pilot's seats. As for the cabin behind him, it has been completely filled with yellow sand.
"Victor, use your car to turn it over." Saleh, who had been watching the fun just now, suggested.
"no problem"
Weiran agreed happily and called for Soliman's help. The winch hook on the front of the car was wrapped around the fuselage and hung on the remaining landing gear. By the way, some blankets were laid on the winch cable.
Along with the roar of the engine, the broken fuselage also turned over with difficulty while making a creaking noise under the strong tug of the winch.
Accompanied by a muffled sound of "clang", gurgling yellow sand sloped out from the hatch and portholes, and occasionally some fragments could be seen mixed in.
As it rolls, there is less and less sand in the cabin, and it becomes easier and easier for the winch to drag it back.
"Stop"
Saleh waved to Wei Ran, who immediately pressed the switch of the winch and reversed it slightly to loosen the tight wire rope.
"Salih, can we ask our friends to help us carefully search the sand that was just tilted out of the cabin and pick out everything inside?" While Edward was speaking, he was already the first to rush to the nose of the plane.
s position.
"sure"
Saleh responded happily, but he did not follow him into the wreckage of the plane.
Wei Ran, on the other hand, had already reached the side of the fuselage and got into the cabin where there was still a layer of yellow sand.
After just one glance, he couldn't help but sigh. It was slightly different from what he had experienced before. There was no body in the cabin, but when he carefully opened the door of the tail cabin, he found that there were bodies inside.
The mummies are stuffed to the brim.
The clothes on these bodies, which had been drained of all moisture by the sand, remained mostly intact.
"Where is the pilot... Where is the pilot's body? There is no aviation map!"
Edward nervously murmured the direction of the cockpit over and over again, his tone becoming more and more manic as he repeated it.
Pilot? Why are you looking for a pilot and an aviation map? Could it be... holy shit!
Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of surprise.
All along, he thought that Mr. Edward was going for the 450 kilograms of gold, but obviously, his appetite was greater! This old guy probably wanted to find the place that produced the gold through the clues that might be left on the pilot.
Gold mine location!
With his peripheral vision, he glanced at Edward who was rummaging around in the cabin. Wei Yan pretended not to understand English and slowly walked towards the cabin.
"Mr. Edward, are you okay?" Wei Ran asked, holding on to the door frame, "Do you need my help?"
"It's okay, I'm okay"
Edward took a deep breath, "I'm looking for the body of the navigator. He was a great help to my grandfather, but obviously, he doesn't seem to be in this plane."
"Maybe he is in the tail cabin. Do you want me to help you look for it?" Wei Ran asked politely.
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They all carried them out."
"Wait a mininute"
Wei Ran dusted off the shoulder that had just been pushed by the other party, and resumed his usual slow demeanor. While wearing down the patience of Edward, who was so frightened by the mummy that he almost sat on the ground, he slowly walked to the armored pickup truck.
On the side, he took out a pair of lambskin gloves from the glove box and put them on. Then he found a disposable mask and wrapped it around his mouth and nose.
"Victor, you live a really delicate life." Edward, who had already hid outside the cabin, teased angrily.
"This is for health reasons and also out of respect for those who lost their lives."
Wei Ran said, and asked Soliman to pull out a sunshade canopy from the truck bed and spread it on the sand, and then he moved out the light mummies in the tail cabin alone.
Unfortunately, among these mummies with obvious bullet holes remaining on their bodies, there was no transport aircraft pilot wearing a one-piece flight suit, let alone a navigator. However, Weiyan found a silver cigarette box on the cleaned tail cabin floor.
Except for a few cigarettes in the cigarette box, the rest of the space had been filled with sand. But after he shook off the sand and cigarettes, he found that there was a photo upside down on the bottom layer.
Carefully opening the photo, a smile appeared on Wei Ran's lips. This photo was exactly the same as the photo with the upper right corner burned that Edward had provided, but it was much more complete.
Everyone's appearance is also clearly visible.
After glancing at Edward who was brave enough to look for the body carefully outside the cabin, Wei Yan finally closed the cigarette case and put it back on the shelf in the cabin.
Revealing his grandfather's true identity? There is no need at all, even if it is revealed, so what? It has been so long since the Nuremberg Trials, and the only survivor, Edward's grandfather Felix, has now also used the name "Los Berger"
"His name was buried in the cemetery, how could he be dug out and whipped?"
"Victor, are there any more?" Edward asked outside the cabin.
"No more," Wei Yan responded as he left the tail cabin, "the rest are some outdated exploration equipment."
Hearing this, Edward personally got into the cabin and inspected it carefully, and finally sighed with a disappointed look on his face, "Victor, your work has been completed. I will pay the agreed commission as soon as possible."
"I have never doubted Mr. Edward's credibility," Weiyan said politely, turned around and left the cabin.
"Wait a moment"
Edward, who was chasing after him, shouted to Wei Ran, "Victor, can you find the crash site through the clues on this plane? Maybe the bodies of the two pilots and navigator are there..."
"Mr. Edward"
Wei Ran didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, then spread his hands with a look of embarrassment, "I would like to help you find the exact location of the plane crash and the bodies of the two pilots and navigator, but you should know that this is a desert, we can
Finding the wreckage of the plane so quickly is considered a blessing from God and Allah at the same time. It is simply unrealistic to find the crash site or even the missing bodies."
"I can provide an additional 500,000 euros!" Edward offered a high price without giving up.
"Even if you offer a high price of 5 million, I really can't do it."
Wei Ran told the truth, "Maybe you can talk to Saleh. Maybe you can hire those tribal helpers long-term and let them stay here for a long time..."
"never mind..."
Edward waved his hands before Wei Ran finished speaking, and said with a tired look, "Victor, please help me collect those corpses. I will send someone to take them away as soon as possible."
"Mr. Edward, what should we do with the wreckage of the plane?" Wei Ran asked.
"Leave the wreckage of the plane here." Before Edward could finish his words, he was already walking in the direction he came from.
"The bad seed passed down from our ancestors..." Wei Ran muttered in Chinese that only he could understand.
"What is he looking for?" Saleh, who had been watching the excitement just now, came up and asked.
"Tadpole, let's find its mother."
Wei Ran gave a noncommittal answer, looked up and looked around again, and couldn't help but start to wonder where the remaining nine boxes of gold were buried.
But soon, he took the initiative to put an end to this unrealistic greed. This was a desert after all, and no one knew how far the plane moved under the force of the wind before finally stopping here.
The 450 kilograms of gold that have not been found is tempting, but if you really waste your time and energy in this desert, like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the hill where the gold may be buried, then you will really be trapped forever.
In this desert.
After figuring out the key, Wei Ran asked Soliman, who was helping to close the winch, "Do you have any extra canvas on your truck?"
"There are two big volumes, what's wrong?" Soliman asked puzzledly.
"Drive my car out and get a roll and come back." Wei Ran glanced at the mummies lying on the canopy, "We can't let them sleep here like this."
"You are such a good person"
Soliman joked noncommittally, got into Weiran's armored pickup truck, started the engine, and picked up his father Saleh and Mr. Edward who were walking back.
As the car left, the tribal helpers, led by the old patriarch, left the canyon in groups on camels.
"Why did I leave myself alone?"
Wei Ran looked around belatedly, and finally shook his head helplessly, sitting cross-legged next to the mummies.
After waiting quietly for more than ten minutes, Soliman drove the armored pickup truck into the canyon again.
"Why are you here alone?" Soliman opened the car door and asked in surprise.
"Aren't there a few more here?" Wei Ran pointed to the corpse beside him, then stood up and walked to the back of the car.
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Soliman said in a low voice while helping Weiran remove the canvas roll, "I guess he didn't come here for these corpses and this plane."
"No matter what he came for"
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already cut off a large enough piece of canvas with a wallpaper knife, wrapped a mummy tightly himself, tied it tightly with a length of rope, and then sent it back to the tail cabin of the wreckage of the plane.
Although it is just an extra layer of canvas to wrap the victims of these natural and man-made disasters, this is already the limit of what Weifang can do.
With Soliman's help, Wei Yan returned the last skeleton to the tail cabin of the aircraft. Wei Yan dug out a piece of thick wire from the tool box of the armored pickup truck cargo bed, screwed the tail cabin door shut, and then said,
"Okay, it's time for us to leave."
"Victor, look what I found?" Soliman, who had gotten into the cockpit at some point, greeted.
Hearing this, Wei Ran followed him curiously, and then discovered that the former was actually holding a British MK3 compass in his hand!
"Where did you find it?" Wei Ran asked in surprise. This thing was originally rewarded with a metal book, but it happened to have a watch attached to it, which he particularly disliked.
"right here"
Soliman first pointed to the position of the navigator, then handed the compass to Weiyan, and said proudly, "I found it in the crack under the seat. There seems to be something in there."
"You're lucky, but the suspension fluid in this thing has leaked. You can find a watch repairman to repair it, maybe it can still be used."
As Wei Ran spoke, he returned the compass to Soliman, and subconsciously turned his head to look behind the passenger seat to see if the luxurious Air Force survival shotgun was still there. What he didn't expect was that that day
After pushing away the accumulated sand with my feet, a dusty aluminum alloy box was actually fixed there!
"I missed it!"
Wei Ran walked over quickly, cleared away the sand and took out the metal box fixed to the bulkhead.
"Victor, did you find something good?" Soliman asked while still busy in the navigator's position with his butt sticking out, trying to get things out of the cracks.
"I found a box that I can use as a toolbox in my car." Wei Ran touched the tattoo on the tiger's mouth on his left hand and urged with a normal expression, "Don't take too long, I'll wait for you outside."
"I got it out quickly," Soliman responded without looking back, as if there really was something valuable in the crack under the chair.
Upon seeing this, Wei Yan simply carried the heavy box and left the wreckage of the cabin, and went straight into the cab of the armored pickup truck.
Just now, when he took down the aluminum alloy box, the flash of hotness at the tiger's mouth tattoo also let him know that there might be some good things in the metal book.
After closing the car door, Wei Ran took out the metal book and opened it. Sure enough, under the red vortex with the compass and the watch, there was also a counter-rotating blue vortex, and below this vortex, there were also more
A brief handwriting - "The most precious thing in the desert is Danshui. What is more precious than Danshui?"
"Maybe it's not to be carried away by greed..."
Wei Ran murmured his answer, and then he discovered that something was slowly lifting up from the blue vortex.
"Isn't it meant for shotguns?"
Wei Ran raised his head and looked at the wreckage of the plane outside the window. Seeing that Soliman hadn't come out yet, he immediately took out the things in the blue vortex as quickly as possible.
What he didn't expect was that what was contained in the blue vortex was indeed a World War II German pilot survival shotgun. There was even a cowhide ammunition belt wrapped around the shotgun, and there were even three groups of three on it.
There are rounds of bullets fixed, but why is this different from before? Before, wasn't it always given an empty blue vortex and stuffed into it by yourself?
Putting away the shotgun and metal book with doubts, Wei Ran reached out and opened the aluminum alloy box originally placed in the passenger seat.
In addition to the yellow sand accumulated over the years, this box also contained a shotgun that had been disassembled in half, the matching bullets, and a gun cleaning bag. The only exception was the cowhide gun belt that had cracked due to dryness and was not used for fixing.
It's just the leather band of the bullet.
"Is there a bug in this crappy book?"
Wei Ran murmured to himself, then buckled the metal box and stuffed it into the pile of tents scattered in the cargo compartment of the car as quickly as possible.
Almost as soon as he closed the canvas curtain of the cargo compartment, Soliman also walked out of the cabin happily.
"Victor, I found another good thing!" Soliman shouted proudly.
"What good stuff?" Wei Ran turned around and asked.
"A kerosene lighter!" Soliman threw the small object in his hand to Wei Ran, "I gave it to you."
Taking the lighter thrown by the other party and taking a look at it, Weiran couldn't help grinning. This was an IMCO 4700 kerosene lighter produced in Austria occupied by Germany during World War II. It was considered to be the kerosene gas lamp hanging in the metal book.
It is the grandfather style of the lighter. It was also the most common lighter in the hands of German soldiers during World War II.
But compared to these, he remembered very clearly that this lighter was exactly what the navigator Morris used to burn the aviation map after the emergency landing. At that time, it was placed on the instrument panel in front of the navigator's position together with the compass.
.
Try pressing the lighter cap. Although the kerosene in the lighter has evaporated long ago, the flint inside can still produce conspicuous sparks. However, compared to the excellent quality of this lighter, it is different from Soliman.
The compass that I was playing with was not lost even after wandering in the desert with the wreckage of the plane for so long. It is not a big miracle.
"Victor, don't waste your time."
Soliman opened the passenger door and urged, "Wait a minute and I'll get you some camel hair to put on that lighter, and then I'll get some gasoline so it can be used. Let's get out of here quickly."
"Don't you want this lighter?" Wei Ran came to his senses and asked as he walked to the driver's seat.
"I already have a compass." Soliman shook the object in his hand and said with satisfaction, "This thing looks better than the current products."
"Lighter too"
Weiran opened the door and got in. He started the car and said, "This lighter that you don't like can be sold for two hundred dollars."
"So expensive?"
Soliman's eyes widened, and he said nonchalantly, "I'll give it to you as I said. We have to get some souvenirs when we find this place so far away."
"You are so lucky." Wei Ran stepped on the accelerator as he spoke.
Soliman shrugged and responded matter-of-factly, "People who are too selfish will not live long, and they will definitely not be happy."
"Yes." Wei Ran nodded with emotion, "People who are too selfish will not live long, and they will definitely not be happy."
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It will be updated together with additional updates. I wish you all a happy May Day.
