“We will have to keep them in the open desert,” Teuns says to Fritz when he has rejoined him.
“Maybe they will leave,” the German says.
“No, they will not. They cannot afford to,” Teuns decides. “They are looking for something or someone. Otherwise, they would not have risked coming here. This place is directly on the route to Dini Salam, and the fact of the matter is. They know who we are and cannot allow us to reach Dini Salam. So then they are stuffed.”
“Let us kill them all and end this business then,” says Fritz eagerly.
“It is not that simple. They still outnumber us by far, and in addition to that…”
“What?”
“There is one man in their ranks, if I am not mistaken, that I would love to lay my hands on.”
“Heinz Dietrich?” asks Fritz.
Teuns nods. “We have to get him, some or othe
