FYES glazed by the desert sun, half-demented by thirst. the German captain thought his last hours had come. Lost in the desert without transport, there was no hope for him or his men.
 
 
 
Then...was it a mirage? No, it was real - the robed figure of an Arab, striding over the dunes, face hidden in the shadow of his hood- like head-dress.
 
 
 
A pair of gleaming eyes studied the Germans for a long time, then the Arab turned and beckoned to the troops to follow him.
 
 
 
The captain croaked an order, and followed by his men, stumbled after the strange figure...
 
 
 
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