As soon as the door opened, a figure leaned in, grabbed Captain Smith by the shoulders and dragged him out of the car and onto the sand next to the car.

Captain Schacht couldn't help frowning when he saw Captain Smith's closed eyes, and hurriedly stretched out his finger and shook it at the end of his nose, fortunately, still angry.

Captain Schacht reached for the jug he was carrying, unscrewed the cap and poured half of the jug on Captain Smith's face.

Stimulated by the cold water, Captain Smith shook his head slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Captain, it's time, it's time to wake up." Captain Schacht said with his arms crossed and stared condescendingly at Captain Smith lying on the ground.

"I was ambushed by the Germans, thank you for saving me"

Captain Smith's words came to an abrupt halt, and he stared at Captain Schacht with wide eyes, his eyes full of horror.

"What do you want to thank me? Thank you for taking out your men? Or thank you for holding you captive? ”

Captain Schacht couldn't help but tease Captain Smith.

Captain Smith lay on the ground in a daze, then shook his head in resignation and stood up.

After slapping the military uniform on his body a few times to make his image more decent, Captain Smith said solemnly: "I am British Army Bill. Captain Smith. ”

"Captain Smith, take your men and get out of here with me. Don't do anything that misleads me. Captain Schacht said.

Captain Smith looked at the road. Fourteen or fifteen scrapped trucks were parked on the highway. Six of them also caught fire, billowing black smoke rising from their bodies.

The wreckage of six or seven trucks was also parked on the sand on both sides of the road, and all of them had several bodies lying on the sidelines of the wreckage. In the cab of the wreckage of one of the trucks closest to him, the driver's body was shrouded in fire and black smoke, and the pungent smell of burnt human flesh was in the air.

In addition to the wreckage, there were more than two dozen armored vehicles parked behind the road, apparently German troops pursuing from the town of Selum.

Captain Smith's gaze swept over the more than seventy of his men who had been captured, and then he said dejectedly, "I will cooperate with you." Mr. Captain. ”

At seven o'clock that evening, in the second private room of the Burj Al Arab in the most luxurious Burj Al Arab in Port Sellum, Chen Dao warmly invited the nervous Captain Smith to sit opposite him.

After pouring a glass of white wine for Captain Smith, Chen Dao said to Captain Smith in fluent American English: "Mr. Smith, this is a white wine from the town of Frascati, Italy, which has just been chilled, don't you want to taste it?" ”。

Captain Smith couldn't stand Chen Dao's enthusiasm, so he had no choice but to raise his wine glass and toast Chen Dao.

"Thank you for your hospitality, General Rosen."

After clinking glasses with Captain Smith, Chen Dao asked, "Do you want to return to China as soon as possible?" Mr. Smith. ”

The corners of Captain Smith's mouth involuntarily showed a wry smile.

"General Rosen. Of course I want to leave here and go back to England, but in my current capacity," Captain Smith shook his head with a wry smile.

"Don't be discouraged. Mr. Smith. If you can do me a favor, I promise you can spend Christmas this year with your family. ”

Captain Smith had a wary look in his eyes, and then said, "General Rosen, I'm just a captain, how can I help you?" ”

"The only defenders in the port of Sellum are your troops, which is too few. Where did everyone else go? Sidi Barani or somewhere else? ”

Facing Chen Dao's embarrassed gaze, the corners of Captain Smith's mouth twitched a few times, and then he remembered his hateful boss, Major Terry, if it weren't for that hateful lewd-stard, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

I'm captured, and I can't let that kinky stick get better.

With a strong sense of revenge, Captain Smith nodded and said, "It's Sidi Barani." ”

"What is the total number of troops there?" Chen Dao then asked.

"I don't know." Captain Smith replied dryly.

"When my troops attacked Selum, you led your men to flee the battlefield without firing a shot, did your superiors give you an order to put you on guard in Selum and abandon your position and retreat as soon as you find out that we are attacking?" Chen Dao asked.

Captain Smith hesitated for a moment and said, "That's right. ”

"Where did your superiors give you the order to withdraw? Where is your last line of defense? I don't think you're going to retreat indefinitely, there will be a final line of defense to resist. ”

"The order given to me by my superiors is that in the event of an attack, I can lead my men to retreat to Sidi Barani to join him. As for the last line of defense, I don't know. As you can see, General Rosen, I am only a captain, and I have no particularly important intelligence to offer you here. Captain Smith said.

Chen Dao smiled at Captain Smith, and then said, "Okay, I'm not difficult for you. Let's get down to business, our attack on Egypt has just begun, as the war continues, there will be more and more prisoners of your army into the prisoner of war camp we have set up, in order to better manage this prisoner of war camp, so that your prisoners of war can live more comfortably, I need an officer of your army to assist our prisoner of war camp guards to manage this prisoner of war camp, you are the highest-ranking British ** person I have met in Egypt at present, I think it is more appropriate for you to come forward to assist me, this can be easily done, please do not refuse. ”

"What exactly?" Captain Smith asked, confused.

"The job is simple: to report to the guards in a timely manner what the prisoners of war need? I also helped deal with the internal conflicts between the prisoners of war, and the most important one was to eliminate the resistance in the hearts of the prisoners of war, and not to do anything extreme, I don't want to bear the bad reputation of slaughtering prisoners of war. ”

"That's all?" Captain Smith asked in surprise.

"That's all. We don't want to waste too much manpower and energy on guarding prisoners of war, so we hope that you will consciously abide by the discipline of the prisoner of war camp and not cause me trouble. Chen Dao said.

Captain Smith stared at the wine glass on the table for a few seconds, and when he didn't notice anything out of place, he happily raised the glass and toasted Chen Dao.

"I will do my best to cooperate with you, General Rosen."

After a hearty dinner with Captain Smith, Chen Daoyi turned around and appeared in front of Spelberg, the commander of the DreamWorks Special Forces.

"I've found a suitable person, and he should be able to complete the task you have assigned." Spelberg said to Chen Dao.

"Very good, you only have ten days to complete the preparations, if you have any requirements, just say it, and I will try to satisfy you."

"Find a way to reduce the number of Britons who know Captain Smith to minimize the risk." Spelberg said.

A day later, Captain Smith and his men moved into a modest prisoner of war camp northwest of Port Selum, where they became acquainted with Dustin. Captain Hoffman.

Dusty. Captain Hoffman was of similar stature to Captain Smith, was a warm, talkative man, and almost responded to Captain Smith's request for a better treatment of prisoners of war.

Captain Hoffman would prepare food and wine every evening and invite Captain Smith to dinner, chatting about a variety of topics of interest to both of them.

Captain Smith was also careful to watch out for Captain Hoffman's problems at first, so as not to be tricked out of military secrets, but after a few days of getting along, Captain Hoffman basically talked about topics that did not involve military affairs, and even if there were, they only stayed at a very superficial level, and there was no sign of arbitrage at all, Captain Smith gradually relaxed and quickly mingled with the enthusiastic Captain Hoffman.

Captain Smith became increasingly immersed in the happy life of a prisoner of war, but did not pay attention to a small thing.

The warm-hearted Captain Hoffman couldn't help but resemble him, and even his appearance was seven points similar to him (to be continued......