The decisive battle against the Third Reich

"Do any of you understand Arabic?" Qin Chuan asked in English.

An Italian second lieutenant was arguing with German soldiers because the German soldiers wanted to commandeer all their cars, but the German soldiers did not take his protest seriously.

After hearing Qin Chuan's question, he answered in English: "I know a little bit, do you have any questions?"

As Qin Chuan thought, the Italian army was a colonizer of Libya and had colonized it for more than thirty years, so there must be some people in the Italian army who could communicate with the Libyans.

"Sir!" Qin Chuan stood up to the second lieutenant and gave a symbolic salute: "I want to find a tour guide in Agdabia who is familiar with desert life and terrain, so I need to communicate with them!"

"Forget it!" the second lieutenant waved his hand angrily at the surrounding German soldiers: "Look at them... they are going to take away all our cars! Is this our reward for bringing you food?"

"Sir!" Qin Chuan said: "First of all, we are here to help you fight, and you should provide us with food, right? We have to pay the price with our lives for this!"

The second lieutenant couldn't help but was speechless for a moment: "But you can't do that either!"

"We have no choice!" Qin Chuan explained: "We are here to defeat the British, which is consistent with your goal! Sir, I can ask them to leave a car for you, so that you don't have to walk back. And I will also try to get them to give you a requisition certificate so that you can have an explanation when you go back!"

The second lieutenant was obviously moved by Qin Chuan's words. He thought about it and nodded: "Okay, in exchange, I should find a tour guide for you, right?"

"Of course!" Qin Chuan said.

Soon, the second lieutenant and Qin Chuan were driving their cars in circles on the streets of Aghdabia... What surprised Qin Chuan was that the people here seemed to have resumed their daily lives, at least to some extent. Partly, because he had seen some shops open for business and a few pedestrians on the street.

Just two days ago, there was a lot of gunfire and bullets here. There must be some landmines or unexploded bombs somewhere in the city that have not been cleared.

Qin Chuan thought that this may be because the Libyans are used to war, or they have to do this... They don't have much food reserves, and they may starve to death if they don't return to normal as soon as possible.

However, Qin Chuan could see that when the people saw their car rampaging on the street, there was fear and anger in their eyes, especially the women whose bodies were wrapped tightly with only one pair of eyes exposed.

"Where are we going?" Qin Chuan asked, diverting his attention.

"I don't know!" the ensign replied.

"What?" Qin Chuan couldn't help but look at the second lieutenant in surprise: "You should know that we only have less than half an hour!"

"I know!" the ensign replied.

"So……"

"Sergeant!" the second lieutenant said, "You need someone who is familiar with desert life and terrain, don't you?"

"Yes!"

"So pay attention to the camel!" the second lieutenant explained: "When you see the camel, you will find the person you are looking for!"

Qin Chuan couldn't help but said "Oh", this is a good idea.

With a "chi!" sound, the car stopped in front of a private house. Qin Chuan noticed a few camels chewing hay behind the house.

The second lieutenant jumped out of the car, walked behind the house, and said to the owner who was feeding the camel: "Athelan, oh Seharan!"

"Ah Harlan, Piccolo!"

Then came a bunch of words that Qin Chuan couldn't understand. Qin Chuan could tell that the Libyan people in front of him were wary of them. From time to time, he glanced at the helmets and rifles of Qin Chuan and others, with a bit of timidity flashing in his eyes. .

Soon, the second lieutenant told Qin Chuan with some disappointment: "He said he just raised camels for others and was not familiar with the terrain of this desert!"

Qin Chuan didn't believe what the Libyan said, which could be seen from his nervous expression and erratic eyes.

"Tell him!" Qin Chuan said, "If he agrees, we can give him a car!"

The second lieutenant conveyed Qin Chuan's words to the Libyan, and his eyes immediately lit up. A car was a considerable fortune, but he still did not agree.

"No, he said he couldn't do it!" the second lieutenant replied: "He is not the person you are looking for!"

"Two cars!" Qin Chuan said.

The second lieutenant relayed Qin Chuan's words with some displeasure. What the second lieutenant didn't expect was that the Libyan actually agreed, provided that the car must be given to him first.

"I was actually deceived!" the Italian second lieutenant said angrily.

"Is he worth two cars?" When Qin Chuan brought the Libyan to Bazel Halfhand, Bazel looked at the Libyan with disdain and said, "Sergeant, you know, We need a car now!”

"I know!" Qin Chuan replied: "But what he knows may help our entire army cross the desert smoothly!"

"Hmm, what's his name?"

"Bushila!" Qin Chuan replied. He had learned some basic information on the way back.

"I want to know what he has!" Bazell said. "Then I decide whether to pay for two cars!"

After listening to Bazel's words, Bushila took out a map drawn with sheepskin from his arms and placed it in front of Bazel. Bazel glanced at the map, and then his eyes went straight, because the map drawn on the map It's a road, a road in the desert...

"You can't get out of this desert like this!" Bushila said: "You estimate that you can cross it in twelve days based on the mileage, but in fact it may take you twenty days or even never get out, because you carry The water will not last until then... unless we go along this road..."

"We didn't find a road in the desert!" Bazel said, "We sent people to scout!"

"Of course you haven't discovered it!" Bushila replied: "This is an ancient trading trail that does not exist now. We only know its general location. Walking along it, we can find Mses Oasis, you know? That's where we can replenish our water!"

Of course, Bazel knew what this meant, so he nodded and said without thinking, "Okay, those two cars are yours!"

After a pause, Bazel said to the Italian Second Lieutenant: "Second Lieutenant, you must come with us too!"

"What?" The Italian second lieutenant couldn't help being shocked when he heard this: "Why?"

"Because we don't have a translator who knows Arabic!" Bazel replied.

The Italian second lieutenant couldn't help but half-open his mouth, and then looked at Qin Chuan with a look of help.

Qin Chuan could only spread his hands to show that he was helpless.