War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 247 The Abandoned Well Near the Wreckage of the Plane

"It's true that Germans are prone to lunatics, so do you know where there is water?" Wei Ran secretly added in his mind as he asked, "It's like there are many homosexuals in your country who like to be shit-stirring sticks.

"Will you let me go?" Harry started talking about the terms.

"I can't decide this matter," Wei Ran replied truthfully, "but at least I can help you keep a secret."

After thinking for a long time, Harry finally nodded and gave a reply in a low voice, "Before I was captured, I chatted with my teammate in the same reconnaissance vehicle and said that in the summer, a British fighter jet crashed near here. , but the pilot of the fighter jet persisted at the crash site for half a month before being rescued alive.

So if we can find where the crashed fighter jet is, that's the only place where there's any chance of finding water.After all, if you want to persist in the summer desert for half a month, it is enough to prove that there must be water nearby.But the problem now is that I'm not sure if I can find it. "

"Can you find the way back?" Wei Ran asked in a different direction, "Whether it's going to Gubijing or returning to your British position."

Harry spread his hands, "I'm just a radio operator. Even before I was captured, I didn't pay attention to where the car drove. But I'm sure my teammates are not joking. There must be a crashed fighter near here."

"It's a pity we don't have a radio." Wei Ran sighed regretfully.

"Where are we going next?" Carlo, who was in charge of driving the tricycle, turned his head and asked loudly.

Hearing this, Harry cautiously waited for Wei Ran to say something nonsense in "English" that he couldn't understand at all, and then raised his finger in a direction.

Under Carlo's driving, the three-wheeled motorcycle ran on the soft sand for nearly an hour, and finally stopped near a stone mountain that was two or three stories high under Harry's signal.

"Is there water here?" Carlo asked excitedly before he could get out of the car.

Wei Ran, who had secretly communicated with Harry before parking the car, shook his head, "We'll wait here until dawn."

Hearing that, Carlo was immediately discouraged, listlessly removed the canvas from the cargo box, and with Harry's help, he built a low tent barely enough for three people to lie down on the tricycle with the help of Harry.

While Carlo was pouring fuel into the sand-filled cans and preparing to light the bonfire, Wei Ran pointed to the short hill not far away and said, "I'll go up and have a look. Be careful yourself."

"Be careful too," Carlo said, throwing the lit match into the can.

Holding a simple torch made of crates and oil-soaked canvas, Wei Ran carefully climbed up the stone mountain, and then raised the telescope that he had just taken out of the metal book with his back to the two people at the bottom of the mountain.

However, even at the end of the field of vision in the telescope, he did not see any fire around him at all. In other words, they were still very far away from the battlefield and the positions of the two warring parties.

After collecting the telescope and returning to the mountain, Carlo had already cooked a large lunch box full of canned beef and broken biscuits with a bottle of red wine.

But even if he mixed half a can of tomatoes with Italian favorite olive oil and a pat of butter, the steaming, wine-scented mush wasn't much of a treat.But at least the vomit-like stuff keeps them warm.

After filling their stomachs indiscriminately, the three of them shared a bottle of wine before they put out the bonfire and closed the canvas tent door. Each of them was wrapped in a piece of canvas and fell into silence and worried about whether they could find water.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Wei Ran, who was in charge of the first round of night duty, once again climbed up the dwarf mountain with a torch, and took out his binoculars to point them in the direction they came from.

While he waited patiently, at exactly two o'clock, an imperceptible light flashed across the night sky where the telescope was aimed.Not surprisingly, it was the tracer or incendiary bomb fired by Pell who stayed behind with an anti-aircraft gun, and it was also the only beacon to guide them back smoothly.

Putting away the binoculars, Wei Ran returned to the foot of the mountain, woke up Carlo who was snoring, and returned the watch to him.

After taking the watch, Carlo rubbed his face, got out of the tent wrapped in canvas, and sat on the three-wheeled motorcycle.

After another shift at four o'clock in the morning, Carlo and Harry woke up one after another.The three of them ate the same style of Mussolini's butt meat stewed in red wine last night again, and then they packed the tent and climbed on the three-wheeled motorcycle.

This time, Carlo directly left the driving job to Harry, while he sat on the cargo bed with a submachine gun on guard. As for Wei Ran, he curled up on the folded canvas to catch up on sleep.

I don’t know how long they ran, but when Wei Ran was woken up by the exclamation, the three-wheeled motorcycle had already stopped, and on a sand dune not far from them, there was a plane with its tail disconnected, A Hurricane fighter with one less wing!
Harry, who was in charge of driving the motorcycle, turned around and nodded towards Wei Ran, the meaning he wanted to express was self-evident.

"Carlo, you cover me. Harry!"

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he waved to Harry, and led him cautiously towards the wreckage of the plane not far away.Carlo, who was behind him, had already raised the submachine gun in his hand.

Leading Harry to the edge of the wreckage of the plane, before Wei Ran could speak, Harry said in a low voice, "This is it, it must be here! What we have to do now is to try to figure out the pilot who survived at that time Where do you get fresh water from?"

Wei Ran glanced at the cockpit of the fighter jet that had been obviously bombed, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Harry, let's search around separately."

"Aren't you worried about me running away?" After finishing speaking, Harry realized that there was no need to ask. There was a vast desert all around. Even if he was allowed to run, where would he go?

"Be careful." Wei Ran finished speaking, turned around and climbed up a sand dune not far away.

Looking around, there is nothing special about it, except for half of the reflective wing lying quietly on the sand not far away, and half of the tail lying farther away.

Turning his head to look at Harry who was already walking towards the tail, Wei Ran ran down the sand dune, stepping on the soft sand towards the particularly conspicuous wing a hundred meters away.

Unfortunately, this wing seems to have been carried here by the wind. There is nothing under the wing, and there is no clue about water in the wing itself.On the contrary, Harry in the distance was standing next to the wreckage of the tail, waving wildly at him.

Quickly ran to where Harry was, and before Wei Ran could stop, he pointed to a lettering on the tail and said, "It says that five kilometers to the east of the wreckage of the plane, there is an abandoned well."

"Come on, let's go and have a look!" After Wei Ran finished speaking, he immediately turned and ran to the other side of the dune.

(End of this chapter)