Under a brilliant moon the desert looked like a plain of salt. Across it three British staff cars sped. At a fork in the road a sentry stopped them and signaled the drivers to turn off onto a small side road. The drivers told the sentry who were in the cars—two generals and their staffs. The sentry said he was sorry, but the main road ahead was being prepared for demolition in connection with withdrawal operations.
The cars turned off. Soon they overtook a lorry convoy, which had halted to remove some anti-tank...
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