Chapter 86

It was dark, and the Ottoman soldiers who had been busy all day entered a sweet dream. Only a few sentinels dutifully guarded their posts, but they did their duty for a while. Before long, the snoring sounded from the sentinel.

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"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" A machine gunner who knocked on the sandbag didn't even have time to straighten his helmet. When he picked up the machine gun, he suddenly hit a place he didn't know.

The roaring markqin played smoke and dust in the desert, the brass cartridge case jingled to the ground, and the machine gunner stopped only after a 250 shot long canvas bullet chain was emptied.

"See where the enemy is?" The officer carrying his pants knocked open the door of the room and shouted upstairs.

"No, but it seems to be from the opposite hillside!"

"Now?"

"They ran away!"

The officer hid in the bunker with a telescope and looked for a long time. After confirming that the guerrillas who came to shoot black guns disappeared, he got up angrily and was ready to go back to sleep.

"Keep your guard, the rest of you, go back and rest! We have to patrol tomorrow! "

An hour later, when the machine gunner fell into a sweet dream again, the gunfire sounded again. This time, the fire was more intense. A machine gunner was stunned and injured by stray bullets.

"Ah, I'm shot, medic, get over here, get over here, get over here!" In the whine of the machine gunners, the angry Ottoman army, whose dream was interrupted again, rushed out of the dormitory with long guns and short guns and began shooting freely in the distance. The crackling sound of guns was as lively as the Spring Festival.

After firing thousands of bullets at one go, the Arabs who fired immediately disappeared. This time, the officers had a heart. This time, they didn't sleep and waited for the Arabs to come to the door.

However, an hour passed and two hours passed. It was almost five o'clock. The officer thought that the Arabs would not come again, so he was ready to go back to sleep. After all, when it was about eight o'clock, a military train would come and add water.

However, what made the officer unbearable was that before he slept for ten minutes, another crackling cold gun came, and the sentry reported that a small group of cavalry appeared in the distance.

"Ah ah ah ah!" The officer who couldn't bear it for a moment turned over and got up. Then with a big hand, everyone got on the bus and we went after him!

Two KFT reconnaissance vehicles produced by Austria Hungary (the prototype of a field car, I don't know which one is, but the shape is more like KFT, if anyone knows, you can tell me) carried 16 Ottoman soldiers out of the camp and rushed to the Arab cavalry in the distance. When the Arab cavalry saw a car coming, they immediately scattered and fled.

"Run? Chase me, I can't sleep well, and you don't want to live! " The officer with itchy teeth didn't expect that in fact, there were only a few cavalry soldiers he pursued. The reason why he was mistaken for a large number was that these cavalry soldiers dragged a lot of branches behind their horses. The smoke and dust and the light at night made the Ottomans not find any clues.

After chasing out for more than ten kilometers, the officer calmed down and ordered the driver to return to the camp.

However, when they returned to the camp, they did not find that the Ottoman soldiers standing next to the two MG08 macchin machine guns had changed.

"Damn it, these guerrillas, I'll hang them up and strangle them sooner or later!" The swearing Ottoman officer pushed open his door and found an unknown westerner sitting in his seat eating his saved beef can.

"Who are you?" The Officer immediately took out his pistol and shouted.

"Me? Just to borrow something from you! " Fisher dropped the empty tin, belched with satisfaction, wiped his hands and looked at each other with a smile.

"Borrow what?"

"Borrow your arms!" Fisher pointed behind the officer, and then Zara, who was hiding behind the door, stood out with a pistol.

"Put the gun down!"

"Just you, are you too brave?" The officer looked at Zara who had taken his pistol and threatened, "there are dozens of us outside!"

"Really, why don't we go out and have a look?" Fisher got up and walked out of the door.

"This, how possible!" The officer who followed him went out and saw that his men had been disarmed and were being bound into zongzi by a group of Arabs.

"You are so mean!" The officer who suddenly realized that why the other party should constantly harass himself is a routine.

"How mean is that? We're just coming from the sand dunes behind. You patronize and look ahead! " Fisher smiled and put on his hat, then motioned his men to put on the rope.

"The Empire will not let you go!" Officer Ottoman

"No problem, I'll wait here!"

After all the prisoners were tied up and thrown on the horse, Fisher professionally directed the Arabs to search for the spoils.

Weapons, ammunition, food and oil are the priority items. Two MG08 macchin machine guns and 30 Mauser rifles, as well as the commander's Luger P08 and saber (but it's not the artillery Luger), were swallowed by Fisher alone. As for other bullets, there are more grenades. The two reconnaissance vehicles were directly stuffed with Ottoman clothes, furniture and tools, Even Fisher commanded the soldiers to cut the wooden beds into sections and plan to transport them back to burn the fire.

In short, the water supply station after being swept has nothing but the house standing well.

"Is that really good?" Zara was puzzled about Fisher's approach.

"You, or the pattern!" Fisher tasted a delicious tea soup, and then dundundun taught, "this is a desert. The Ottomans need to transport all their goods from the outside. We move the ammunition and food, so they can continue to use this stronghold only by transporting the food and ammunition again, but after we move everything, they have to transport them in to use it!"

"Oh, I seem to understand!" Zara felt as if she had learned something, but she couldn't describe it.

"War is to attack opponents by all means. You still have a lot to learn!" Fisher tied Lugar and his holster to his waist, then picked up a coke, wrote a line of Arab Lawrence on the outer wall of the house, clapped his hands and jumped into the reconnaissance car. Now the sun has just risen and can go home to sleep!