War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 557 Secondary Return Task
When the white light dissipated, Wei Ran discovered that he was wearing the uniform of a lieutenant of the North African British Army during World War II. What was even more exaggerated was that besides a cup of steaming black tea in his hand, there was a small note in the other hand , with a line of writing written in blue pen on it:
Secondary return task: Assist Major Luke to complete the interrogation work without revealing known clues.

Secondary return mission?Wei Ran watched helplessly as the self on the note in his hand faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he looked up and looked around.

This place is obviously a torture room, and the only windows are only the size of two A4 papers. Fascinating light.

And beside Wei Ran, behind a wooden table that happened to be illuminated by the sun, was sitting a man who was also holding a cup of black tea, and in his other hand was holding a thick cigar.

On the desktop covered with a thin layer of sand, in addition to a document, there were also an exquisite teapot, a plate of fruit, a pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes from the United States, and a box of matches.

On the other side of the table, in a separate wooden box, there are still things seized from Felix - an MP40 submachine gun issued by the German army, a pocket watch-style compass, one broken and the other The binoculars, along with an ID belonging to Laus Berger and a burnt photograph in the upper right corner.

After waiting for a while, Felix, who was wearing only a pair of British army tropical uniform shorts and with shackles on his ankles, was brought into the interrogation room by two soldiers, and was firmly tied to a chair.

"Victor, translate, he only has one chance to say something that interests me in order for him to survive, or I'll bury him in the hot sand until he's mummified."

After the British soldier sitting behind the table finished speaking, he took a sip of his thick cigar.

Looking at the note in his hand without any handwriting again, Wei Ran put it in his pocket and put the teacup on the table at the same time, and then translated the British soldier's words into German .

"Can I have a cup of tea?"

Felix, who was obviously not in good condition, asked weakly, "If you can, give me another cigarette."

"no problem"

Wei Ran happily picked up the teacup and walked up to Felix, put it in the other's hand, turned around and picked up the pack of cigarettes, took out one and lit it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, Felix took a sip of black tea with a satisfied face, and then said gratefully, "I am the Belgian oil prospector Laus who was forcibly brought to this desert by the Germans. Berger, thank you for saving me. No matter what you want to know, I will answer you without reservation."

"It's still so good at fooling around." Wei Ran slandered secretly, and then translated the other party's words to the major who was suspected to be called Luke.

"Victor, your American accent sounds so funny"

After Major Luke sneered, he raised his hand and took out all the items in the box and put them on the table, pointing to the submachine gun and asked noncommittally, "Tell me about how these things came from."

After listening to Wei Ran’s translation, Felix, or the “Mr. Rolls from Belgium” immediately replied, “The people in the photo and I were originally working in Tripoli before the war started. Then the damned Germans came and they captured me and my colleagues and sent us to Sirte.

Surely you know Sirte?It was in Libya, a small city next to the Mediterranean, and I had been there several times before the war. "

"I know Surte's location." Major Luke urged after listening to Wei Ran's translation, "Get to the point."

"About half a month ago, we were sent to a plane, but about three hours after the plane took off, we had to make an emergency landing due to a malfunction."

When he said this, Felix's face was already full of fear and joy, and even the cup of black tea that Wei Ran handed him just now spilled a lot because of trembling.

After listening to Wei Ran's expressionless translation, Major Luke refilled his cup with black tea, "This story is good, let him continue."

"Continue to talk" Wei Ran said with a blank expression in German. He wanted to see what new stories Felix, who was full of bullshit, could make up.

"After the plane made an emergency landing, among the prisoners of war, only a Jew named Leon and I survived. Leon took advantage of the chaos and snatched a submachine gun, the one on the table, and killed the rest of the German soldiers who were in charge of escorting us. Only one pilot named Morris remained.

Oh, by the way, the pilot said that he was in charge of the pilot, and he knew which direction to go in order to leave the desert alive, and it was precisely because of this that Mr. Leon let him survive. "

"And where did the Jew named Leon and the German navigator go?" Major Luke was already listening to the story.

"They're dead, they're all dead."

The fear on Felix's face grew stronger, and he took a few puffs of cigarettes before continuing to weave a lie, "We encountered a terrifying sandstorm, and that sandstorm almost buried the three of us in the sand. Leon Unfortunately, Mr. was hit on the head by a stone, and even the submachine gun was snatched by the damn German pilot. He killed Leon, and I became a prisoner of the Germans again."

"Continue" Wei Ran urged blankly.

"Can you give me another cigarette?" Felix asked tentatively.

After receiving the cigarette handed over by Wei Ran, Felix ignited the cigarette butt in his hand, and then continued, "After only me and the German pilot were left, things became simpler. When he was on the road at night, he picked up a small sharp stone, cut the rope in his hand while he was sleeping, snatched the submachine gun and killed him.

You must already know what happened later. I was captured by primitive people in the desert, and I was stripped naked and sold to you as goods.Even so, I'm grateful that you gave me the chance to survive. "

Hearing this, Major Luke, who had been listening to Wei Ran's translation, first burst out laughing, and then said with a gloomy face, "Victor, tell him, if the dry story is over, tell him something." I don't have much patience for useful content. In addition, if you provide him with anything without my consent, I will bury you in the sand!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran curled his lips and finished the translation with a blank expression.

"If I offer something of value, can you promise me a condition?" Felix asked pleadingly.

"What conditions?"

"Can you give me back that telescope, and that picture with the corner burnt?"

Felix pleaded, "That telescope is the only thing my father left me, and the only personal property I have. Even those damn Germans didn't take it back then, so it can be returned." Give it to me? It's broken, you don't need it anymore, but it's really more important than life to me."

This old boy can do it
Wei Ran was stunned to himself, he had studied torture and anti-torture courses with Gorman, so he knew that Felix was trying to create a character with the help of the telescope, a character of a Belgian prisoner of war captured by the Germans!At the same time, he is also creating a weakness for himself, a weakness that the torturer thinks he can grasp and threaten!

Sure enough, after listening to Wei Ran's translation, Major Luke picked up the broken telescope, and Felix's gaze immediately followed the telescope and began to move.

"Of course the telescope can be returned to him, but let's see what interesting information he can provide."

With a "bang", Major Luke threw the telescope in his hand on the table, and the expression on Felix's face also trembled.

After Wei Ran finished the translation, Felix immediately said, "I just said that we were brought to Sirte by the Germans before. I have been to that place several times before, so I am very familiar with it."

"Finish all at once," Wei Ran urged, playing with the pocket watch-style compass on the table.

"The plane we took took off in the desert less than two hours away from Sirte."

Felix seemed to muster up all his courage, and said nervously, "I know the exact location of that secret airport."

"Secret airport?" Major Luke finally became interested, "How do you guarantee that what you said is true?"

"I can't guarantee it"

Felix spread his hands, "We were all in the truck at the time, and I was able to see the shadow of the sand dunes outside through the gaps in the car to determine our direction. Gentlemen, I am a surveyor, and the direction is originally mine. Work, which was not too difficult for me, although I am not sure how fast the car was, but I think the airport must be less than 100 kilometers from Sirte.

And after arriving there, I also saw a lot of planes parked at that airport.There are big ones and small ones, and soldiers are hanging shells on the plane. "

"Tell Mr. Laws that he has provided a very valuable lead."

Major Luke said that he had stood up, picked up the binoculars on the table and handed it to Felix, "He can leave his father's relics and that photo. In addition, he will be sent to the Cairo Prisoner of War, and I will Will say hello to the prison people, no one will confiscate his things, and even provide him with good enough care. If he feels that he can trust me, tell me the location of that airport."

After listening to Wei Ran's translation, Felix, who was just holding a telescope in his arms, hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "The airport is in the desert due south of Sirte. There are black mountains."

"Arrange for someone to send him and his personal belongings to Cairo"

Major Luke got up and left the torture room quickly before he finished speaking. At the same time, Wei Ran's vision was once again replaced by intense white light.

(End of this chapter)