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1、1942年,埃及。浩瀚沙漠的黎明,一片静寂。一望无际的地平线上,一个人影艰难跋涉着,他提着两只沉重的箱子,背后是冉冉升起的红日,前面是一条静静躺着的公路。他疲惫地踏上公路,掸了掸身上的沙土,这时远处一辆军用吉普驶来。他紧张地望着吉普,把手伸到口袋里。军用吉普在他身边刹住,扬起一片尘土,车里坐着两个英国军人,警惕地盯着他。“你从哪儿来?”一个上尉问。“我叫奥尔夫,我的车陷在沙漠里了。”奥尔夫说着递上自己的身份证,上尉看了看,将证件递还给他
1, 1942, Egypt. The dawn of the vast desert, a silence. An endless horizon, a difficult figure trekking, he carried two heavy boxes, behind the rising red sun, in front of a quiet lying road. He tiredly set foot on the road, dusted the dust on the body, and a military Jeep came in the distance. He looked nervously at the jeep and reached into his pocket. The military Jeep stopped at him, raised a cloud of dust, and sat two British soldiers in the car, staring intently at him. “Where are you from?” Asked a captain. “My name is Orff, my car is trapped in the desert.” Orff said, handing her ID card and the captain looking at it and handing it back to him