War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 545 Rescue Felix

As time passed, the sun above the head gradually began to slant westward, and was finally completely blocked by the continuous sand dunes, leaving only a reddish glow on the horizon.

At this time, Wei Ran had already changed his position where he could see the plane and the survivors, and once again buried himself in the warm sand and waited patiently.

Only tens of meters apart, the two survivors had already lit a small bonfire, and they were each holding a German canned food to eat, and even, under the two people's buttocks, there were two Large piles of gold bricks.

Not far from the two of them, the injured navigator reminded helplessly, "You can't get out of this desert by wasting food like this."

"You don't need to worry about this kind of thing"

One of the survivors said impatiently, "If you want to survive, just tell us which direction to go. For the sake of the gold, after we are saved, we will definitely come to rescue you as soon as possible."

"You'd better kill me"

The navigator's voice became louder, "I won't tell you which direction to go unless you take me away with you."

"Your back hurts"

Another survivor reminded with a cold face, "We can't take you hundreds of kilometers, so Mr. Navigator, it is the most correct way to tell us which direction to go to find the Egyptian oasis before dawn. As long as we are saved, we will definitely come back to save you for the gold."

"At that time, I would have died of thirst, so everyone should die here together."

The navigator responded with a sneer, "Before the plane was about to make an emergency landing, I had already radioed for help, gentlemen, your time is running out."

"Mr. Navigator" the survivor who spoke first put the can in his hand aside, picked up the submachine gun and pointed at the iron bucket not far away and said, "Look, we only have two barrels of fresh water and 10 cans. Well, how about we leave you with half of the fresh water and four cans? The four full of water will also be left with you."

"That can't be done!"

Before the navigator could speak, another survivor said nervously, "No one of these is enough for us, why?"

"Bang!" Before he could finish speaking, the survivor who had just proposed pulled the trigger of the submachine gun without warning!
"puff"

Seeing his former companions fall into the bonfire ignited with aviation gasoline mixed with yellow sand, the last remaining survivor pointed his gun at the navigator, "There is enough water now, Mr. Navigator , a large bucket of water plus four kettles and five cans, how about you help me point out an escape direction?
Now that you've radioed for help, someone will surely come to your rescue, and saving some of these water and cans should last you till then. At this point, the survivor patted the gold bricks under his buttocks, "I only need to take two of them. "

"You'd better just kill me." The navigator was extremely tough, "Either take me with you, or die here together."

"Don't rush to make a decision"

While speaking, the only survivor picked up the unfinished canned food of the companion killed by himself and sent it to the navigator, "Eat something first, after dawn, you will definitely change your mind. "

Hearing this, the navigator simply closed his eyes, as if he was letting others slaughter him.

Seeing this, the surviving one simply threw the can in his hand onto the yellow sand, turned around and walked towards the corpses not far away, found a few belts, and firmly tied the navigator to one of the upturned plane wreckage. on the landing gear.

However, before he could say any more harsh words, a cold P38 pistol was already pressed against the back of his head.

"I knew you Jews were not to be trusted."

As he spoke, Felix pushed the survivor back a few steps away from the bound navigator with his gun.

"Captain Felix Felix."

The voice of the survivor with his hands raised was a little flustered, and he explained palely, "I'm preparing...preparing"

"Oh!"

Felix punched the survivor in the face before kicking him hard in the stomach.

It wasn't until this time that he casually picked up the submachine gun that the opponent had just dropped, and then untied the navigator who was tied up.

"I thought you were going to run away," said the navigator, flexing his wrists.

"I parachuted out just to make sure someone survived before the cargo was lost in the desert."

As Felix said, he handed the submachine gun he had just picked up to the navigator, turned his back and walked towards the wailing survivor clutching his stomach and asked, "How is your condition? Can you still go? "

"not too good"

The navigator replied while checking the bullets in the submachine gun, "I have no feeling from the waist down. I'm afraid I can't leave here."

"Don't worry, I'll take you back."

Before Felix finished speaking, he raised his foot and kicked the survivor's ass fiercely, "If you don't want to die, get up quickly."

Hearing this, the survivor immediately staggered to his feet.

"The others are dead?" Felix had already walked to the edge of the corpses not far away while speaking, "Why is there one missing?"

"Stuck in the quicksand," the prisoner replied grinning.

"Go and remove the chairs in the cabin." Felix gave the order casually, and at the same time raised the P38 pistol again.

Under Felix's persecution and surveillance, the survivor obediently got into the cabin and used a wrench to remove the long chair next to the bulkhead.

"Move all those gold bricks down. If you can't move the whole box, just take it apart and move it piece by piece." Felix issued the order again, "I believe you will definitely not refuse this job."

"Will I survive?" the survivor asked boldly.

"That will be decided by the military court after you go back."

Felix paused for a moment, "Of course, if your performance is good enough to help us get out of here alive, maybe I can forget what happened during the day today."

"Really?" the survivor asked suspiciously.

"Mr Leon"

Felix's tone was both formal and helpless, "If we want to leave the desert alive, we need Morris to help us find the direction. But obviously, I can't take him away by myself. What about you? Don't you want to live ?"

"I" the survivor named Leon saw that Felix had put away his pistol. After hesitating for a moment, he finally walked into the cabin and removed the bench inside.

"What are you going to do?" the navigator named Morris asked hoarsely.

"Of course to survive"

While speaking, Felix untied the water bottle at his waist and opened it to the navigator's mouth, "As long as there is another sandstorm like that encountered during takeoff, this plane might be blown somewhere, and the cargo inside It will definitely be lost. Even if we go back alive, we will probably be shot. So we have to put them in a safe enough place."

"A place that is safe enough?" The navigator Morris only took a sip of water, and the former put away the kettle miserly.

"Save your drink, it may take us a long time to leave the desert alive."

Felix put away the kettle, raised his finger and said in a direction, "There is a stone mountain less than ten meters high in that direction less than two kilometers away. Let's put the cargo there for now. Even if the plane is blown away It doesn't matter."

"What about him?" Navigator Morris asked, pointing to the survivor Leon who was still moving the gold bricks.

"Calm down Mr Navigator"

Felix pressed the opponent's arm, "Even if you want to kill him, I won't agree. Are you planning to take you out of the desert by myself? Even if he needs to be judged, it will be after he leaves the desert."

Hearing this, Morris looked down at his legs and the stench that seemed to be coming out of his pants due to incontinence, and finally nodded.

Seeing this, Felix patted the former on the shoulder, "I'll go and gather the weapon for you to take care of, and then I'll change into a pair of clean pants for you."

"Thank you. Thank you," the navigator almost muttered.

Not long after, Felix piled up all the submachine gun magazines he picked up next to the navigator Morris, and then took out a pair of clean pants from the suitcase, and carefully helped him put them on.

After he finished his work, the other survivor, Leon, had already moved out the fourth box.

"Give you 10 minutes to rest"

Felix said while scrubbing the excrement and urine on his hands with sand, "After 10 minutes, take the gold brick and go with me."

"Can I drink some water?" Leon asked out of breath.

"When you move all the gold in the cabin to the designated place, you will get a jug full of fresh water." Felix said flatly, "You don't even want to drink a drop of water until you finish this job." .”

"Where are you moving?" Leon asked as he struggled to get up.

"I'll take you there"

Felix pointed to the long chair that the former had just dismantled, and then took out a parachute rope from his parachute bag and handed it over, "Put the box containing the gold bricks on the chair and pull it away with the rope. .”

Leon took the parachute and looked at Felix who had already put his hand on the holster. In the end, he had no choice but to follow the other party's request and tie the wooden box containing gold to the upside-down chair.

Each of these wooden boxes is not too big, and there are only five gold bricks with a single weight of 10 kilograms inside.However, it was still not an easy job to transport four boxes of gold totaling [-] kilograms at one time.

Watching Leon and Felix dragging the golden box away with chairs one after the other, Wei Ran, who had been watching in the dark, hesitated for a moment, and finally moved his body carefully, two sand dunes were separated from the two of them. Hiding in the shadows, he followed cautiously.

(End of this chapter)