The new super cute from Meiman

Chapter 93 Long-legged female hero!

"Bang bang!" Holding his fake bolt gun high, Fisher beat an Ottoman soldier who kicked the explosives to pieces, and then several Arab soldiers rushed forward and piled up the kicked explosives next to the train .

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

"Keep playing!"

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

And the machine gunner desperately opened fire on the train, blocking Ottoman's exit.

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!" Seeing that something was going wrong, the officer could only reluctantly order to abandon the train, but before the soldiers under him opened the door, Fisher, who had already ran tens of meters away, shot back!

The violent explosion engulfed the paralyzed train again. Even though the modified armored train had a self-weight several times that of ordinary trains, it was still pushed off the tracks that had long been torn apart.

The huge potential energy remained undiminished, causing the train to tilt, and then the sky was full of smoke and dust, and the armored train finally turned over.

Hundreds of catties of explosives, nearly a hundred rounds of shells, and nearly one hundred thousand rounds of ammunition, 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 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 shouldered back to Prince Faisal's camp by the Arabs. Holding a huge iron sheet, this is a souvenir he smashed down from the armored train.

Countless fanatical Arabs surrounded Prince Faisal's tent, shouting Lawrence, and then they lifted Fisher up and sent him all the way to Prince Faisal.

"Thank you, Mr. Lawrence!"

Clothed in gold and silver, Prince Feisal stepped forward with a bear hug, and then stuffed his scimitar inlaid with gems and gold into Fisher's arms.

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

"Let's discuss this slowly. Can you let me go now?" Fisher patted the back of the prince lying on his chest.

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

After entering the tent, Fisher discovered that Prince Faisal had spent a lot of money on this meal. The standard Western food for one water also included roasted whole lamb and roasted camels. As far as Fisher knew, the latest ones could cook Western food The cook is in Cairo, nearly 600 kilometers away.

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

"When we take Damascus, will the British become our next enemy?" Because everyone else at the banquet, including the British military adviser, was invited to another room, and now only Fisher and the prince are in this room Two people, so the prince didn't beat around the bush.

"It's possible!" Fischer nodded. The Middle East has become like this, of course the painstaking efforts of the United States are indispensable, but the planning of the British shit-stirring stick is also the main reason. Who let the Arabs have gold under their buttocks? Fisher understood this truth decades ago!

"Then will you help the British?"

"will not!"

"Then will you help the Arabs?"

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

"Okay!" Prince Feisal felt a little regretful. Fisher was the first British man he had ever met who was unique, but it was a pity that such a talent could not be used by him!

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

"But I don't think your government will be happy about it!"

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

Fisher, who has detailed experience in later generations, even thought out every step of the way, and Prince Feisal nodded frequently.

"You are betraying your country!"

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

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

In the following days, Fisher became the prince's staff officer, helping him designate a plan to attack Damascus, and at the same time make some modern adjustments to his tribal armed forces. If he was handed a briefcase and rucksack, Fisher estimated that he would be able to drink coffee in Damascus within seven days.

"Sir, this is an order from the Ministry of War! And your reward!" The orderly saw that Fisher casually threw the backpack containing the colonel's uniform on the ground, and then grabbed the briefcase with his oily hands, his eyeballs froze. It was about to protrude, but seeing so many white hats looking at him, he still pretended not to see it.

"Ludendorff? Why did he come to Ottoman, to buy sand?" Fisher didn't remember that Ludendorff came to Ottoman Turkey in the later period of the war. Why does this development feel familiar?

"American Expeditionary Force intelligence officer? Steve Trevor?" Fisher finally realized that the world he came to did not seem to be a serious World War I!

(End of this chapter)