It was the Colonel in Peter Lee's team who revealed the origin of the ornaments.
"Wehrmacht?"
"Afrika Korps?"
The two unfamiliar names caused everyone's brains to short-circuit. They couldn't help but wonder if the modern German army had a similar system.
The Colonel added, "The Desert Fox, Rommel."
Influenced by various World War II movies, novels, and shooting games, even those who weren't military fans would have heard of this thunderous name.
"No way? Why is the Nazi symbol here? "
This question naturally arose in everyone's mind.
The Scholar used a knife to pick up a few strands of rags between the human skeleton. Whether it was the color or the texture, it looked like a military uniform.
The answer was obvious, but people still found it hard to believe.
Everyone used a folding shovel to dig the sand around the human skeleton, and a few similar rags were revealed. One of the rags had a golden diamond-shaped symbol sewn on it, but the color was very dim. If one didn't pay attention, it would be easy to miss.
The Colonel raised his eyebrows and said, "It's the emblem of the 90th Light Division of the Afrika Korps."
He pointed to the sand below the human skeleton. "If we continue to dig down, we may dig up a VW82 bucket truck from World War II, known as the 'desert boat,' or even a Hoshi 901. Of course, the latter is unlikely, but we may still be able to drive it."
The Colonel rolled up his sleeves and was eager to try, as if he really wanted to dig.
Even if there really was a World War II off-road vehicle under the sand, it would be a big project to dig it out. They didn't have any outstanding graduates from Bluefly, and the others were too lazy to do it.
"It seems that this remains belonged to a German soldier from World War II. He was buried here for unknown reasons," the Scholar concluded based on the available clues.
No one refuted.
The female detective took a brush from somewhere and swept the floating sand off the skeleton, then carefully examined it.
"There are no obvious injuries on the bones," she said.
Due to the unique climate and geographical conditions of the Egyptian desert, the skeleton was well preserved. It was like a human skeleton specimen in a medical school. After death, it had not been discovered by large scavengers. The skin and muscles had been gnawed clean by insects and ants, leaving only clean bones.
Seeing that no one responded to his call to dig, the Colonel felt a little regretful and said, "It's normal. During World War II, the German Afrika Korps were not used to the harsh environment in North Africa. Diseases spread, and non-combat casualties were quite serious."
"Why did he die here?" someone asked.
"That's not surprising. During World War II, the Allies and the Axis fought a series of large-scale battles around the borders of Egypt and Libya. The Port of Mersa Matruh was once Rommel's battlefield headquarters. There's even a Rommel museum built in a cave there." When it came to war history, the colonel was very familiar with it.
"But will it be this close to the south?" someone else asked.
"Well …" The colonel recalled and shook his head. "I don't think so. This kind of desert is not conducive for tanks to travel. It has no strategic value. This person is either a deserter who got lost and ran in the wrong direction, or he was sent to carry out a special mission. There is no third possibility. "
Everyone was well aware that the possibility of a deserter was not high, because if a deserter was a deserter, once they escaped from the encampment, they would change their military uniform and conspicuous insignia, change into civilian clothes, and pretend to be a civilian to avoid being caught. Once a deserter was caught, he would definitely die.
So, this person was likely to have been sent to carry out a special mission.
Even if it was a special mission, it was impossible to go deep into the desert alone. That would be courting death. He was not James Bond, so he must have had companions.
Were there other companions around him who were also buried here?
No one wanted to continue digging. After all, they were not here for archaeology, and World War II was not considered ancient.
Seeing that no one was interested, the colonel felt even more regretful.
Peter Lee had been silently listening to everyone's discussion. When he heard the colonel mention a special mission, he stared thoughtfully at the human skeleton, his eyes brightening.
"Could it be … that he was going to the same place as us?" Someone also thought of this possibility.
In the middle and late stages of World War II, Germany fought on multiple fronts and encountered tenacious resistance from the Allies. The war situation was in a stalemate, and it was no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning of the war. Logistics and financial resources were also increasingly tight.
Many related rumors were true. In order to reverse the war, Germany looked beyond the war and tried to use supernatural forces to defeat the United States and the Soviet Union.
If the rumors were true, Hitler himself might have been the biggest fraud in modern history. Peter Lee was nothing compared to him.
Regardless of whether the rumors were true or false, Germany was also plundering treasures from other countries and transporting them back to their own country to fill the bottomless pit of their war machine. This was definitely true.
Assuming that Germany had somehow learned that there might be treasures buried in the depths of the desert, it was inevitable that they would covet them. It was reasonable for them to send reconnaissance troops into the desert to search secretly.
The real purpose of the ancient Egyptians building the pyramids was still unclear, but in the eyes of later generations, the pyramids were the tombs of the pharaohs. There were usually a lot of treasures in the tombs, and any one of them was priceless.
Using treasures to solve military expenses was not a new practice in history. Many peasant rebels liked to dig up the tombs of the emperors of the previous dynasty.
Zhang Zian said, "Mr. Lee, we have entered the desert. We are in the same boat. Now can you reveal some information about your sheepskin map?"
If Peter Lee could get a sheepskin map that seemed to record a mysterious location, then the Third Reich, which was a hundred times more powerful than Peter Lee, could also get it. Who could be sure that there was only one map?
Peter Lee remained calm. "Don't worry. When it's time for you to see it, I will definitely let you see it. We have just entered the desert, and we are still far from our destination. You don't have to worry. Our main goal now is to move forward as safely as possible under Nabari's leadership. "
He refused to explain in detail, and Zhang Zian couldn't do anything about it.
"It's getting late. Everyone, don't stand around here. Go back and rest. Those who need to keep watch, do it." Peter Lee changed the subject.
Most of the people had already lost interest in the corpse itself and dispersed in all directions.
The Scholar recorded the GPS coordinates of the remains and buried the bones with sand with Zhang Zian.
After completing the mission, they wanted to return here to retrieve the remains and try to find out the identity of the remains. Then, they would return the remains to his family. It would be a way to remember the battle of the century.
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