Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 176: Camel Team

Before joining this team, Hassan was just an ordinary Bedouin shepherd. Now as a driver in the camel team, he is responsible for caring for four young dromedaries.

The Bedouin knows the importance of the food in the desert better than anyone, so this small army of two hundred people carried a full 80 humped camels to transport them.

Hassan was hired with his camel. The nobleman promised that as long as he finishes this trip, he will get fifteen Turkish silver coins as a reward. This is a silver lira coin minted by the Republic of Turkey. It contains more than 80% silver. Because of its real material, it is very popular among the nomads of the Gulf countries.

Listening to the continuous sound of gunshots in the direction of the station, Hassan felt a little unsure. He is not a soldier and knows nothing about battles. He only knows that the four camels he is responsible for may not be able to get drinking water in time . Camels are just more thirsty tolerant, and they don't need to drink water. On the contrary, camels have a great demand for fresh water. Therefore, the ancient desert commercial roads must be built between oasis and water source.

Hassan has heard of the ancient spring of Hamill, and the older generation of camel riders have all told about this place. Twenty years ago, it was the busiest station on the commercial road, and it went north along this old commercial road. , You can reach Transjordan. It is said that if you continue to the northwest, you can go all the way to Damascus.

If it weren’t for the **** catastrophe that happened more than 20 years ago, maybe this station is still serving the caravan, but unfortunately not many people dare to approach here now. The caravan chose to go to Jubai to add Danshui, because there are rumors in the desert, it has been cursed by evil spirits.

If the hired Hassan is not the noble Caliph, and the reward is quite attractive, he will never agree to this transaction. Hassan is an extremely religious believer, so he is more afraid of evil spirits and the like.

"If we continue to fight like this, we may have to spend the night here." It was Salman, a tall Bedouin shepherd, holding a cane carved from willow in his hand. Sacred prayers.

"The true **** protects us, let this matter end soon." Hassan took a sheepskin water bag from the camel rack. Because they haven't reached the destination, they can't unload the camel racks with supplies. But unlike horses, camels can crouch on the ground to rest when they stop, so they don't consume much energy.

"May God bless you, Brother Hassan." Salman took the kettle and nodded to thank his companion.

In addition to Hassan and Salman, there are twelve drivers in this logistic camel team, each of whom takes care of a different number of camels. Salman is an experienced rider and the best desert guide. There are at least ten camels belonging to him, but all the chores are done by his apprentice and assistant Naim, Salman. It's very easy to walk along the way.

"It was a fierce battle. The last time I saw so many dead people, I was an ordinary apprentice." Salman tightened the cork and handed the kettle back to his companion.

The horses of the camel team and the knights were concentrated in the shadows under the sandstone. In addition to a dozen camel men and handymen, two black slave warriors were left to help guard them.

At this moment, these two black slave warriors with red turbans are hiding behind a rock and smoking, and the Lee Enfield rifles with bayonets leaning on their shoulders.

The black slaves smoked local Arabian tobacco and used a long hand-made pipe. After igniting the paper with a scythe, the two began to rush into the clouds in a hurry. Tobacco is added with herbs with a slight hallucinogenic effect, which can relieve the pain of the human body and make warriors forget the fear of death. It was quite popular in certain Middle Eastern tribes at that time.

At this moment, these two black slave warriors would never have thought that behind a bush of sand willows less than five meters away from the rock, two pairs of eyes were secretly watching themselves.

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"Do it!" Sergeant Major Corrison gestured to Lehard.

"Wait a minute!" Lieutenant Lehard replied with the same gesture.

When the two pilots arrived at Hamill Guquan, the two sides were engaged in a fierce battle. The two men thought it was the German Army who launched the attack, because they heard the unique sound of MP38/40 shooting, and they did not expect to wait for them to approach. I realized that the German army was under siege.

The two pilots were not impulsive. They only carried two pistols and a life-saving rifle. Joining the battle rashly would only kill them in vain. So they lurked on the periphery of the battlefield, trying to find an opportunity to give these Arabs a fatal blow.

As a result, the opportunity was really found by the pilots. Just below a huge piece of sandstone, they found the Arabs' logistics camel team. Upon careful observation, Lehad was sure that the other party had only two armed guards here, and the rest were ordinary people without arms.

In fact, these people are not unarmed. They will have a knife or dagger on their bodies. So the Germans must be very cautious when launching an attack. If you can’t kill the armed guards immediately, They are likely to be attacked by the opposing team.

"Boom!" A huge explosion suddenly sounded in the direction of the station, and a cloud of black smoke rolled up and then condensed into a plume of smoke in the air.

In an instant, the attention of the two black slave soldiers was all attracted by the explosion. They craned their necks and looked towards the station, trying to understand what happened.

Lehad quickly made an assault gesture, and then strode out of the sand willow bushes. He clenched the air force short knife in his hand and rushed towards a slave soldier.

The ensign of the Air Force raised his arm to cover the target's mouth from behind, and then the dagger plunged into the opponent's back fiercely. The soldier jumped up and then softened to the ground.

The other black slave was taken aback when he saw this. He hurriedly took off his rifle from behind, but before he even leveled the muzzle, a dagger was placed on his neck from the back. Corrison didn’t have any. He hesitated, and cut his opponent's neck in the next second.

The black soldier held the blood-jetting wound with his hand, twisted and struggled on the sand, but a few seconds later he lost all consciousness due to rapid blood loss.

"Go ahead." Lehard picked up the rifle that fell on the sand, threw it to Sergeant Major Corrison, then took out the Mauser pistol around his waist and adjusted the gear to the burst Location.

"This is exactly what I want to say." Coryson pulled the bolt, a grin appeared on his face.

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"What happened over there?" The Saudi nobleman, who had not recovered from the shocking effect of the German cluster grenade attack, was confused by the gunshots from behind, and he quickly shouted to his confidant. The subordinate asked.

"That's the direction of the camel squad. It may be the enemy's reinforcements." A guard reported.

"The enemy is destroying our baggage." Another guard exclaimed, and he raised his finger to the rising smoke column under the sandstone.

"The true gods are on top, they must be stopped." His Royal Highness could no longer sit still~IndoMTL.com~ He distinguished the miserable scream of the camel in the gun body, and it was obvious that the other party was killing them. Those poor beasts.

Without these camels and the baggage on them, not only would he not be able to fulfill the royal family's entrustment, he would not even be able to get out of this desert alive.

"Abdul! Take all the people down to me, and immediately go back to the camel team." The prince ordered.

"But, my master, we are about to take down that post." Abdul reminded.

"You idiot! Without the camels and supplies, what's the point of taking down the inn." The prince stood up and slammed his whip on Abdul's shoulder.

"Go now, defeat the enemy, and **** the camel back." The nobleman drew out the scimitar from his waist and yelled angrily.

"Yes, my honorable master, Abdul will fight bravely for you." Abdul reluctantly stroked his chest, bowing his head respectfully to lead the command.

PS: The state is much better. It should be back to normal next week. The ten chapters I owe you are updated. I will try to make up this month.