Chapter 93

"Bang bang!" Holding his fake shotgun high, Fisher tore an Ottoman soldier who kicked the explosives apart. Then several Arab soldiers rushed up and piled the kicked explosives next to the train.

Both sides have left dozens of bodies, many of which hold the enemy tightly when they are afraid of death.

"Keep playing!"

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

The machine gunner even tried his best to fire at the train and block the exit of Osman. Several machine guns even had no time to change water because of overheating. The Deputy shooter directly took off his pants, exposed the big bird and began to cool the human flesh.

"It tastes good!" The machine gunner was fumigated to tears.

"Bear it!" The second shooter shook, then tied his pants, "next!"

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

"Get out of here!" Seeing something bad, the officer could only reluctantly order to give up the train, but before his soldiers opened the door, Fisher, who had run dozens of meters away, turned around and shot!

The violent explosion engulfed the paralyzed train again. Although the modified armored train had several times more self weight than the ordinary train, it was still pushed away from the long fragmented track.

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

Hundreds of kilograms of explosives, nearly 100 shells, nearly 100000 bullets and more than 100 human lives are the final price.

Fisher estimated that if the movement of the armored train was not paralyzed, the casualties would at least triple. As for those Arab cavalry to fight, tens of thousands of Prince Faisal might have to fold in.

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"Lawrence! Lawrence! Lawrence! " The value of destroying the wolf king is self-evident to the Arabs. Fisher was almost resisted back to Prince Faisal's camp by the Arabs with his shoulders. Ali was holding a huge sheet of iron, which was a souvenir he forcibly smashed from the armored train.

Countless enthusiastic Arabs surrounded Prince Faisal's camp and shouted Lawrence. Then they lifted Fisher and sent him all the way to Prince Faisal.

"Thank you, Mr. Lawrence!"

Prince Faisal, dressed in gold and silver, came forward with a bear hug, and then put his machete inlaid with gemstones and gold into Fisher's arms.

"From now on, you are our Bedouin forever friend. I can give you whatever you want, gold, women or land!"

"Let's discuss this slowly. Can you loosen me first now?" Fisher patted the prince on the back on his chest.

"OK, OK, let's enjoy the celebration banquet first. We must eat and drink well today!"

After entering the tent, Fisher found that Prince Faisal spent a lot for the meal. The standard western food of one water also includes roast whole sheep and roast camels. As far as Fisher knows, the nearest cook who can cook Western food is in Cairo, which is nearly 600 kilometers away.

After a full meal, the servant removed the mess and brought milk tea and dessert. At this time, Prince Faisal also talked with Fisher about the future development of the Bedouin people.

"When we take Damascus, will the British become our next enemy?" Because other people attending the banquet, including the British military adviser, were invited to another room. Now there are only Fisher and the prince in this room, so the prince didn't beat around the bush.

"It's possible!" Fisher nodded. Although the painstaking management of the United States is indispensable for the future Middle East, the planning of the British excrement stirring stick is also the main reason. Who let the Arabs have gold under their ass? Fisher understood this truth decades ago!

"Will you help the British?"

"No!"

"Will you help the Arabs?"

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

"All right!" Prince Faisal has some regrets. Fisher is the first unusual Englishman he has ever met, but it's a pity that such talents can't be used by him!

"Your Highness, in fact, it's useless to blindly fight. You have land and these resources below. You can make use of it and develop it together with the British!"

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

"That's because they can afford the cost!" Then Fisher told Prince Faisal in detail about several 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 their own oil. What Prince Faisal has to do is to give up part of his interests and use his strength to let other countries compete to preserve his remaining interests.

Fisher, who has the detailed experience of later generations, even thought out 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 see!" Prince Faisal thought Fisher was talking about the difference between government and country, but he didn't know that Fisher meant another country beyond countless dimensions. Although he couldn't mention it, Fisher believed that it would be better and better in the future!

In the following days, Fischer became the prince's staff to help him specify the plan to attack Damascus. At the same time, he also made some modern adaptations of his tribal armed forces. If a British messenger suddenly appeared in front of him and handed him a briefcase and backpack, Fisher estimated that he could have coffee in Damascus in less than seven days.

"Sir, this is the order of the Army Department! And your reward! " The herald saw Fisher casually throw the backpack with the Colonel's dress on the ground, and then grabbed the briefcase with his oily hand. His eyes almost protruded, but he pretended not to see so many white hats looking at himself.

"Rudendorff? What is he doing in Osman, buying sand? " Fisher doesn't remember that rudendorff came to Ottoman Turkey in the late war in serious history. How does this development feel a little familiar?

"US expeditionary intelligence officer? Steve Trevor? " Fisher realized that the world he came to was not a serious World War I!