Redemption of WWII

Chapter 140: Lost 4

After two days of walking on foot with great difficulty, the British troops finally figured out a truth, that is, they did not lose their direction at all, they just kept going in circles. 【】And they didn't find that as long as they can stand in the air, the place not far away is Cairo, the city they dreamed of.

At this time, there were a few people crouching under the sand dunes less than a few hundred meters away from the British troops. These people were all wearing thick camouflage clothing, and the color was indistinguishable from the surrounding sand dunes. It turned out that these small sand dunes were actually dressed up by people.

These few people were lying under the sand dunes and carefully observing the things of the British army.When the British army finally walked back to the place where he threw away his car, one of them couldn't help saying, "Hey, why are the British soldiers always turning around in circles? It's been No. 20 in the past few days."

"Hehe, you don't even think about who arranged this route for them. Boss Cage came up with the idea and designed the cover, and the school supplemented the plan himself. It would be strange if the British can not change circles." Another person said

"I don't understand. I have passed by Cairo several times, but I was fooled by the set set up by Boss Cage. Why are they so stupid?"

"Nonsense, when did Boss Cage's life have been rough? It's not like you haven't seen it in the previous cell. The door of the cell can't close Boss Cage at all, and even the SS guards have been tortured." Is it the boss?"

"Yeah, yeah. I really admire Boss Cage. But the set made this time is a bit too big, and I have to work with those carpenters day and night for two or three days. Such a large set wall was created. The British did not kill it when they came to Egypt, and this time they almost let this thing toss to death." One of them complained.

"Just be content with it. All you do is hard work. But you didn't see that I've been painting for three days, and now everything smells like paint. It's disgusting." A person next to him couldn't bear it either. Lonely interrupted quickly.

"You paint because you didn't work as a painter before. This is also called a professional counterpart. Didn't the school dig roads with those workers with the workers on their shoulders? Why, you can still be more delicate than the school." Said a soldier who couldn't stop.

"What do you mean I am a painter? It corresponds to the profession of painting. I used to paint professional oil paintings, and they were all worth the money. I think back when I was at the Academy of Art in Rome," the painter couldn't help recalling The days of wind and snow and moon.

"Come on, you, a guy who specializes in painting fake oil paintings, what art school are you talking about? Others don't know you, and I don't know you yet. Picasso's pigeons are painted like fighter jets. You are still in the art school, you know Does the door of the Academy of Art open to that?" The people next to him couldn't help but joked with the painter.

"I painted fighter jets because I like military subjects, which is completely different from Picasso's pigeons. I came to join the army because I like military affairs, otherwise why would I have signed up to be a soldier?" To justify his innocence.

"Hehe, don't think that I really don't know why you came to serve as a soldier. If the fakes of your paintings hadn't been spotted and you were chased by the police, you would have come to serve as a soldier. I don't believe it at all." The person next to him Immediately, the foundation of the painter was revealed.

Hearing that his old background was exposed, the artist said embarrassingly, "That's just one aspect, the main thing is that I still like being a soldier."

"Keep your voice down, if the British in front hear you. I think we have to finish playing, but before we finish playing, I will give you a sudden blow." A man who looked like an officer said.

Everyone quickly lowered their voices and said, "Yes, yes."

Everyone's discussion quickly dropped several octaves.The painter continued, "I don't understand. The British obviously have a map and a compass, but why can't they find Cairo?"

Someone next to him also said in a low voice, "Why, you want the British to find Cairo, so you can go to a prisoner of war camp, right?"

"No, no, I want to be a prisoner of war there. I still want to go home after the war and continue painting. I just don't understand why the British can't find their way." The painter explained.

A person next to the painter said, "It's right if you can't find the way. I followed the school all the time a few days ago. The school led more than 1 people to work for a few days and nights to repair such a large building for the British. I was also very surprised at the time, so I asked the principal, don’t the British come out? The old man was in a good mood at the time, so he explained to me why the road was built like this.” But this guy paused on purpose down.

The few people nearby were all listening intently, and hurriedly urged, "What did the principal tell you, tell me quickly."

The vanity of the pedantic guy was greatly satisfied, and then he said, "I'll tell you guys, you don't understand that." While speaking, he gestured for some benefits with his hands.

"Okay, okay, after we go back, some of us will invite you to a big restaurant in Cairo for a meal, and tell us what's going on." Several people quickly promised benefits to this close friend .

This man got the benefit he wanted, so he said slowly, "The school told me that, if a person turns in a direction within a distance of one meter, he will of course be able to find the direction in which direction he is going." Mistakes. A distance of 100 meters is also possible, but it will be difficult to increase the distance by [-] meters. And do you know how big the circle the school gave to the British is?"

"How big is it, we can't guess it." No one in the crowd could guess the answer to this mystery.

"60 kilometers, within three days, the school led people to repair [-] kilometers of roads, can you imagine. This does not include the work of burying the original road with sand. I followed the school for three days. I haven't slept." The man said, he couldn't help but look at everyone with pride.

"Hard work, hard work, the school has worked hard. You have worked hard too," everyone hurriedly said to this man.

"There, there. Compared with the school, we are nothing at all. This time, the old school man is really convinced. Before you said that he is the messenger of God, I didn't believe it. But this time I really believed it. .”

"Then tell me how the British returned to Alexandria by the same route, but they were still going around in circles." Someone raised a new question.

"Oh, that's what you're talking about. The circle that the school led people to cultivate at the beginning was not closed, it can only be called a belt. We were all very strange and asked why the school wanted to cultivate like this. The school answered us at the time: , that is to wait for the British to enter the road we built before closing the final gap. And the road leading to other places has to be destroyed in the shape of sand dunes. In this way, the British will keep turning on the road we built So when the British were going in the opposite direction, they were actually going in another circle, and the road leading to Alexandria had already turned into a vast desert." The man explained painstakingly.

"High, it's really too high. I didn't expect that the school still has the talent of an engineer, who knows everything." The crowd repeatedly praised.

"That's not a big deal. You haven't seen the seriousness of the school when it was building roads. I am a real road engineer and I can't compare with our school." Isn't it true that Liu Qi didn't just come to North Africa from civil engineering. It's no wonder that he graduated from a major, and it would be strange if Liu Qi could be hard-pressed by repairing some gravel roads without superiors, but he was already shocked by his subordinates.

"Tell us again, why the British don't even work with maps and compass." Some professional people raised more professional questions.

"It's a long topic to talk about, and I don't understand it very well. But it probably has something to do with some stones buried in the desert by the school's old man." Said the soldier who was paving the road with him.

"What kind of stone is so powerful." The professional continued to ask.

"I don't know what kind of stone it is. Anyway, that day when the headmaster instructed everyone to build this road, the north wind suddenly blew up. The headmaster yelled that he was sorry, and then returned to Cairo in a jeep."

"Why did the school have to yell that it's not good." The professional asked suspiciously.

"I don't know this, but when the school came back, there was a long cart behind it, and the cart was full of stones, but these stones were all black. Then the school instructed us to put these stones All of them were buried under the sand not far from the road. And one was buried every ten meters. But it seems that I occasionally heard the principal muttering something like magnetic field lines. I don’t quite understand what it is.” It is difficult for my dear friend to finish this process.

It is still a professional who took this man’s words professionally and said, “Oh, I understand. The stones used in the school must be magnets. Egypt is rich in these things. If there are more magnets, it will not only affect the direction of the compass, but also It affects the transmission of radio waves, and it is estimated that the British radio stations will definitely not be used."

"Brother, your analysis is professional enough. You used to mess around there." Someone asked a question to the professional.

"Hmph, I'm just like you. I'm a college student, expelled from the real University of Rome." The professional said very forcefully.

Hearing that this professional was expelled from the University of Rome, little stars appeared in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, the heads of several people spoke, "Shut up, the British are on their way again."