Meanwhile on the river nile...

"Ach-TUNK!!!" Two rows of young, healthy men clad in blue and white stood still in attention, while Baron von Struck entered the vessel, accompanied by his scheming informant from cairo, the rechless monsieur Mondieu. Captain Wassermann saluted and awaited his orders. Baron von Struck glances at the sailors through his monocle and nods, satisfied with the sight.
"Well, well, dearr Mondieu, yourr inforrmations have prroven corrrect. The english prrofessor seems to have found the lost city of grrammophon. Now the time has come to act forr us... Oh what a fool he is! He has no imagination of what he holds in his hand!! we will seize him of his discoverries, and with the power of OUM PTHA PTAH we will rre-install ourr beloved Kaiserr to the thrrone of the Rreich!!! HARR, HARR, HARR, HARR..."

And on his nodding, Captain Wasserman shouted a command. The sailors started stripping down diverse parts on deck of the seiling vessel, and with precise movements converted it into a steam cannon boat of six guns ... on the shore, a group of bedouines dropped their white sheets and revealed grey infantry uniforms, a bulky tank grinded through the sand, and behind the dunes a zeppelin rose into the sky...