Super Cute New To Marvel

   Chapter 81 New World

  "Woo~" Accompanied by the melodious whistle, an ocean-going freighter with billowing black smoke slowly approached the shore, and the shirtless sailor with a white turban shouted and dropped the rope.

   "Sir, here we are!" An Arab crew member wearing a white cap and a beard walked up to the iron stairs, then turned to the cabin, and knocked on a door of the fourth floor of Class A.

"Got it!" There was a vague response from the door of the room, and then with a murmur of noise, the door opened, and a tall man with a tightly wrapped head in an Arabian white robe carried a piece of luggage. The box walked out of the room.

  "May God bless you!" The Arab crew nodded to the man.

  "Bless you too!" The man seemed uncomfortable with this way of saying hello, but he reluctantly nodded, then walked off the boat ladder and walked along the trestle to the shore.

"What the **** did I do?" Seeing the Arabs who came and went with camels around him, and patrolling back and forth in 1888 with Mauser on their backs, along with the Ottoman Turkish soldiers who were yelling at street vendors. A sense of time and space.

   "Hey, what are you doing?" Perhaps the two Ottoman Turkish soldiers walked up to the man after perceiving the man's abnormality.

  "I..." When the man heard the grumble Arabic of the other party, his head suddenly became louder, and he could only pretend to be inaudible and wave his hand, and put his hand into the pocket of his robe by the way. There was a loaded pistol in it.

  "Take off your mask! Hurry up!" The two Turkish soldiers were very alert. One unloaded the rifle and then slowly approached.

   Seeing that a conflict was inevitable, a man in a gray robe suddenly walked over with a camel and blocked the two sides.

"Sir, this is my distant cousin. He has studied in Germany. I will come back this time to help me take over the family business! I am sorry!" To the soldiers.

  "Cousin, Germany, do you speak German?" After receiving the money, the soldier put away the rifle, but still asked suspiciously.

  "Nima died after a big **** crack, I'm coming to Hebei Province!" The man blurted out.

  Hearing such a standard German, the two Turkish soldiers were relieved.

  "Then you go quickly, don't stay at the pier, we have received a report, and there may be a British spy coming in recently!"

   "Yes, we will leave right away!" The gray-robed man nodded and watched the soldiers leave, then looked at the man and said in English, "Welcome to Turkey, Mr. Lawrence!"

   "Uh, I'm not Lawrence..." The man was about to explain, but he was signaled to stop.

   "This is not a place to talk, come with me, we have to go a long way!" The gray-robed man pointed to the camel kneeling on the side.

   "Okay!" The man nodded, and then straddled the camel. The man in the gray robe also rode on the front camel, and the two slowly walked out of the port city in the bell of the camel.

  "Now you can put the turban down! Mr. Lawrence!" After leaving the city and entering the desert, the gray-robed man took a water sac from the camel's back under his crotch, poured it into his mouth, and threw it to the man behind him.

   "Thank you, but I'm not Lawrence, you can call me Fisher!" The man took off his headscarf. It was the boss of Fei. He explained to the man, and then took a sip of the water bag.

   "Huh, horse milk?"

"Yes, Bedouin's best mare's milk!" The gray-robed man turned his head and looked at Fisher, "No matter what your name is Lawrence or Fisher, you are here to help us anyway, right? "

   "That's true!" Fisher took another sip of mare's milk, wiped his mouth, and threw the water sac back to the gray-robed man.

This time through Fisher’s bewildered group, he opened his eyes and found himself in a military camp in Egypt, with a rice flag floating above the camp, and there were four or five cars parked in the camp. He had only seen it in the museum. Austin armored vehicles, and most of the soldiers in the camp are equipped with Lee Enfield mk1 bolt-action rifles.

   "World War I?" Fisher, who was still bewildered, didn't wait for him to figure out the situation, and was driven by the orderly soldiers to the port to the port.

  Until he got on the ship, Fisher didn't figure out that he seemed to replace a celebrity known as the Middle East celebrity, Lawrence, who is known as the Lawrence of Arabia.

In fairness, Fisher’s evaluation of this one is quite high, because he has been disturbing the Middle East alone for decades, and other people have no such ability, but if he is asked to do things according to Lawrence’s methods , I’m sorry, what Fisher is best at is to say no to them, especially those British guys!

   "As the war becomes more intense, our people's life is getting more and more sad!" The words of the gray-robed man interrupted Fisher's memory.

"Labor, taxes, our oasis was taken away, camels and horses were also confiscated, young people were taken to soldiers, leaving only the children and women waiting to be fed, I hope your arrival can help us change this situation, Mr. Fisher !"

  "This is my purpose. I haven't asked your honorable name yet!" Fisher looked at the sun above his head, and then silently took out a bottle of sunscreen from his subspace storage box.

"Just call me Ali. I am the liaison of Prince Faisal and a little chief. My tribe has more than 300 guns, led by my daughter. They are all warriors against Ottoman Turkey!" Ali's gray-robed man was very talkative, and he kept introducing Fisher to his tribe and the situation of the nearby Ottoman garrison.

   "Oh, how long will it take us to get to that prince's site?"

   "That will take a week, but for now we have to stay in my tribe for a while, because many chiefs hold negative opinions about your arrival, so the prince hasn't planned to meet you yet!"

"I understand!" Fisher smiled. Don't you just need him to hand in a certificate, just hand it in. Although you don't know what you can do in the timeline of World War I, you can settle the situation if you come. Turn upside down!

But at this moment Fisher also felt the disadvantages of the inconvenience of transportation. The speed of the camels was fairly fast in the desert. They only advanced less than 60 kilometers a day, and the route also had strict requirements. They stayed and rested every time. There will be some wells covered by wood blocks and sand nearby. These are secret supply points only known to veteran elders. They are the important secrets of Bedouins!

  And Fisher, gradually figured out what world he came into!

I have taken it too. None of you understand the meaning of the hand sanitizer in Chapter 1. What is the protagonist’s identity? The so-called hand sanitizer refers to the aftermath cost of blackops. The source of this stalk is the Santa Blanca boss in the wilderness. In the plot of the ghost squad, the shepherd’s original saying was that this little money was not enough for our one-year hand sanitizer money, so he really drove the car to a fork in the road.

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