War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 539 Things Are Getting Interesting
In the Berber camp, Wei Ran, who was full of food and drink, took out a folding recliner from the cargo box of the armored pickup truck, found a shady place, and lay down leisurely, flossing his teeth intently. Mutton shreds in the gaps.

In Wei Ran's eyes, Huaxia cuisine is undoubtedly the most appetizing and delicious, and besides Huaxia cuisine, what also makes him feel delicious is definitely not Maozi's creamy potato stew, and it is not something that must be worn. Western food, which is only allowed to be eaten with a suit and tie, is Arabic food.

Not to mention, the lunch that has already been eaten in his stomach can be ranked in the top three among the Arabic dishes he knows.

"Victor, your life is really exquisite."

While Soliman was speaking, he handed over the cleaned tableware together with a small bamboo box that had been cleaned, and then spread a blanket on the sand beside him and lay down.

"Is it exquisite to carry tableware with you?"

Wei Ran nonchalantly put the dripping bamboo box aside, and picked up a little fox with big ears that had just been fed and put it on his stomach to tease.

Soliman also grabbed a little fox and fiddled with it, "At least I never thought of taking tableware with me."

"Don't talk about the cutlery"

Wei Ran looked not far away without any trace. Edward, who was sitting in the SUV compartment reading a book to pass the time, lowered his voice slightly and asked, "Are you clear?"

"Ask clearly"

Soliman also lowered his voice, "The Berber patriarch said that if you ride a camel to the west for two days, you will encounter a saline-alkali land."

"What's there?" Wei Ran asked with great interest, "Also, how far is a camel in two days?"

"About 100 to 140 kilometers"

Soliman lightly blocked the little fox's nostrils in a vicious manner, and when the little fox opened its mouth under suffocation, he immediately blew into it.

Soliman continued, "According to that patriarch, when he was as young as me, the saline-alkali land There's wreckage from several planes."

"Plane wreckage?" Wei Ran immediately put 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 had a propeller, and I guess it was an old plane from World War II."

"Are those wreckages still there?" Wei Ran asked.

"It's gone, it's long gone."

Soliman gave an answer that disappointed Wei Ran, "According to the patriarch, those planes were basically dismantled by the nomadic tribes at that time and used for various things."

"Like that Jeep?"

Soliman nodded, "like that Jeep".

"Does the patriarch still remember what those planes looked like?" Wei Ran asked, "Or what the paint on the plane looks like, even if there are some parts left."

"I'll ask again"

Soliman threw aside the little fox that had been trying to bite him, got up quickly and walked towards the reception room surrounded by tulle.

In less than 10 minutes, he came back with a plate of watermelon, and while Wei Ran was taking the watermelon, he dropped his mobile phone by his feet, "I took a photo, it was the one that happened decades ago. A patriarch picked it up from the bodies near the wreckage of the plane."

After speaking, Soliman had already walked towards Mr. Edward with a tray of watermelons on it.

Taking a bite of the watermelon unhurriedly, Wei Ran threw the remaining half to the little foxes who were still having fun around the surroundings, and even drove away the one whose nostrils were blocked not long ago and smelled bad breath. The little guy who was trying to take revenge by shitting on Soliman's phone.

Picking up the phone, after Wei Ran turned on the screen, a smile appeared on his face.Although there is a high probability that there is no chance to see the wreckage of the plane more than a hundred kilometers away, the photo taken by Soliman provides important clues.

This is a Zeiss telescope of the German army. Although it has been polished and covered with patina after long-term use, the Zeiss logo and eagle emblem on the mirror have already explained everything—it is likely to be a field airport for the German army. .

Throwing the mobile phone on the blanket that Soliman had just laid, and chasing away the vindictive little fox who was raising one leg to pee, Wei Ran began to think secretly.

Regardless of their location, or the saline-alkali land more than [-] 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 if it was a field airport. Can't figure it out.

At this moment, Soliman also walked back, sat on the blanket again, and said in a low voice, "The patriarch just said that most of the planes he only remembered had three propellers, one on the head of the plane, The other two were on the wings. But they were basically blown up. And there are a lot of dried bodies in the belly of many planes, and the telescope was recovered from those bodies."

"Three propellers? There are many dead bodies in the cabin?"

While repeating these key information, Wei Ran has already matched the number. Among the German aircraft in World War II, the only one that meets these conditions seems to be the Junker 52 transport aircraft!
"More than corpses"

Soliman lowered his voice and continued, "According to the patriarch, a tribe seemed to step on a landmine when driving camels through the saline-alkali land decades ago, not only killing dozens of camels, but also killing many people."

"Dozens of camels?" Wei Ran frowned, "What kind of landmine is so powerful?"

"I don't know that"

Soliman spread his hands, "The wreckage of those planes was almost dismantled before the explosion. Some were used to build houses and some were used to make weapons. After that explosion, few people went there. Kedo, shall we go and have a look?"

"don't go"

Wei Ran refused without thinking, "I'm afraid my armored pickup truck won't be able to carry a landmine 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 visibly relieved, "I can't bear to part with my two girlfriends, although they don't come to Egypt very often."

"If you tell Jima that you have two girlfriends, he will definitely envy you." Wei Ran didn't know what to think of, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Speaking of which, Victor, you must know the girl named Maya?" Soliman asked enthusiastically.

"Know, what's wrong?"

"Can you give me her phone number and social account?" Soliman immediately revealed his true purpose.

"You'd better dismiss this dangerous thought"

Wei Ran shook his head dumbfounded, and then reminded him very seriously, "Otherwise Ji Ma will definitely trouble you, and I won't be surprised if he shoots you at that time."

"let it go"

Soliman happily chose to give up, "I really don't have the energy to deal with the third girlfriend."

"It's as if Maya can fall in love with you if she doesn't like Jima."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, and then began to think about the meaning of the existence of the German field airport.

"Soliman, how far is the straight-line distance from Matruh?" Wei Ran asked at the same time, took out his satellite phone, opened the webpage and searched for the data of the Junker 52 transport plane.

"Straight line distance?"

Soliman thought for a while, and said uncertainly, "About six or seven hundred kilometers, definitely less than eight hundred kilometers, what's wrong?"

"nothing"

Wei Ran glanced at the content searched on the screen of the mobile phone. The standard range of the Junker 52 transport aircraft is 1500 kilometers. That is to say, if it takes off from the Mediterranean coast, it seems to be just fine. Back and forth, even if you take off from Tunisia farther away, it seems that you can fly directly here.

But the German transport planes are not busy delivering supplies to the front line, what are they doing flying around this ghost place when they have nothing to do?Reminiscent of Edward's dodging and concealment in words, Wei Ran's curiosity was aroused instead, and he began to look forward to what the other party's secret was.

"Things are starting to get interesting"

Wei Ran muttered something to himself, put away the satellite phone with a smile, picked up a little fox that was circling around the deck chair, stroked those big furry ears, closed his eyes and took a nap .

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