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"Bang Bang!" Holding his knockoff bolter high, Fisher smashed an Ottoman soldier who had kicked the explosives apart, and then several Arab soldiers rushed up and piled the kicked explosives back next to the train. .

Both sides have left dozens of corpses, and many corpses hugged the enemy tightly even when they died.

"Keep going!"

After the last few bundles of explosives were stuffed, the Arab soldiers felt that it was not enough and carried the remaining shells directly.

And the machine gunner tried his best to open fire on the train, blocking the exit of Ottoman.

Relying on such a desperate style of play, the Ottoman soldiers could only hide behind thick steel plates and watch the Arabs run away.

"Leave!" The officer who saw that the situation was bad could only reluctantly order to abandon the train, but before the soldiers under his command opened the car door, Fisher, who had already run a few dozen meters away, shot himself!

The violent explosion devoured the paralyzed train again, and even though the remodeled armored train had several times its own weight than the normal train, it was still pushed away from the track that had long been torn apart.

The huge potential energy did not decrease, driving the train to tilt, and then the sky exploded with smoke and dust, and the armored train finally overturned.

Hundreds of kilograms of explosives, nearly 100 shells, and nearly 100,000 bullets, plus more than 100 lives, this is the final price.

Fisher estimated that if the movement of the armored train had not been paralyzed, the casualties would have tripled at least. As for the Arab cavalry to fight, Prince Faisal's tens of thousands of people might have to go in.

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"Lawrence! Lawrence! Lawrence!" The value of destroying the Wolf King is self-evident to the Arabs. Fisher was almost used by the Arabs to resist Prince Faisal's camp with his shoulders, and Ali was still hugging him. Wearing a huge piece of iron, this is a souvenir he smashed down from the armored train.

Countless fanatical Arabs gathered in front of Prince Faisal's tent, shouting to Lawrence, and then they lifted Fisher and sent him all the way to Prince Faisal.

"Thank you, Mr. Lawrence!"

Prince Faisal, dressed in gold and silver, stepped forward with a bear hug, and then stuffed his machete studded with gems and gold into Fisher's arms.

"From now on, you will be our Bedouin's forever friend. I can give you anything you want, gold, women, or land!"

"We'll discuss this slowly, can you release me now?" Fisher gently patted the back of the prince who was lying on his chest.

"Okay, okay, let's enjoy the celebration first, you must eat and drink well today!"

After entering the tent, Fisher discovered that Prince Faisal spent a lot of money for this meal. The standard western food of Yishui also includes roasted whole lamb and roasted camel. According to Fisher's knowledge, he will cook western food recently. The cook is in Cairo, which is nearly 600 kilometers away.

After a full meal, the servant removed the messy cups and plates, and brought milk tea and desserts, and Prince Faisal also chatted with Fisher about the future development of the Bedouin.

"Will the British become our next enemy when we take Damascus?" Because other people who attended the banquet, including the British military advisers, were invited to another room, and now there are only Fisher and the prince in this room Two people, so the prince didn't beat around the bush.

"It's possible!" Fisher nodded. The Middle East has become like this in later generations. Of course, the painstaking efforts of the United States are indispensable, but the plan of the British shit stick is also the main reason. Who let the Arabs have gold under their butts? Fisher understood this decades ago!

"Then will you help the British?"

"Won't!"

"Then will you help the Arabs?"

"No, I will choose to go back to England and be an ordinary Englishman!"

"Okay!" Prince Faisal felt a little regretful. Fisher was the first Englishman he had ever seen with a difference, but such a talent couldn't be used by him. It was a pity!

"His Royal Highness, in fact, blind confrontation is useless. You have the land and the resources below, and you can use it to develop together with the British under conditions!"

"But I don't think your government is happy!"

"That's because they can afford the cost!" Fisher then told Prince Faisal in detail about the major obstacles for the British to develop oil in the Middle East. In fact, it is impossible for other countries to watch the British eat by themselves. His mouth is full of oil, and all Prince Faisal has to do is to give up part of his interests and use his strength to let other countries fight to protect his remaining interests.

Fisher, who has detailed experience in later generations, even thought about the countermeasures for each step, and Prince Faisal nodded frequently.

"You are betraying your country!"

"No, I have not betrayed my country, I have always been loyal to my motherland!" Fisher said seriously.

"I understand!" Prince Faisal thought that Fisher was talking about the difference between government and country, but he didn't know that Fisher was referring to another country that was countless dimensions. Although he couldn't mention it, Fisher believed that , it will get better and better in the future!

In the days that followed, Fisher became the prince's staff, helping him to designate plans for an attack on Damascus, as well as some modern adaptations of his tribal armament, had it not been for a British messenger who suddenly appeared in front of him and Handing him a briefcase and rucksack, Fisher estimated that he could drink coffee in Damascus in less than seven days.

"Sir, this is an order from the War Department! And your commendation!" The messenger saw Fisher casually throw the backpack with the colonel's uniform on the ground, and then grabbed the briefcase with his oily hands, his eyes widening. It was about to bulge out, but when he saw so many white hats looking at him, he still pretended not to see it.

"Ludendorff? Why did he come to the Ottomans, to buy sand?" Fisher didn't remember that Ludendorff came to Ottoman Turkey in the later stages of the war. How could this development feel a little familiar?

"American Expeditionary Force intelligence officer? Steve Trevor?" Fisher then realized that the world he came from did not seem to be a serious battle!