The decisive battle against the Third Reich

Hannah was not as lucky as Qin Chuan. The medical soldier said that this may be related to the fact that the wooden block that stabbed her contained bacteria and that she had been injured several times before, so her resistance was weak. The wound began to become infected the next day.

As a very important test pilot in Germany, Hannah was airlifted back to a hospital in Germany to recuperate.

When Qin Chuan, Conrad and others sent Hannah to the plane, she waved to Qin Chuan with a weak smile on her face and said, "Captain, don't forget FA330!"

After the plane flew away, Conrad and von Braun looked at Qin Chuan with strange smiles.

"What's wrong?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Nothing!" Conrad replied: "FA330!"

"Colonel!" Qin Chuan replied: "I remember you invited me too!"

"Indeed!" Conrad said, "But I'm definitely not a pilot!"

Qin Chuan couldn't help but be speechless.

"Don't let Anna down, Captain!" said von Braun: "If I hadn't already had a wife, I would have chased her after her!"

Qin Chuan just smiled and said nothing.

Conrad would not say something like this, because he also knew that soldiers, especially people like Qin Chuan and Anna, could not control their own future at all, so they could not live up to their expectations.

Under the careful care of the medical soldiers, Qin Chuan recovered quickly. After a week, he no longer had to hang his arms around his neck. However, because the wounds were scabbed, he would feel a tearing pain when he moved. It's also itchy and makes people want to scratch it a few times.

"Try not to make any movements, sir!" Medic Huber explained: "It will be completely healed in a few days, otherwise the wound may still be infected if it cracks. You know, this damn place!"

"Thank you, Corporal!" Qin Chuan said.

"It is my duty, sir!" said Huber. "I just heard that you are from Frankfurt?"

"Yes!" Qin Chuan replied: "Frankfurt am Main!"

At this time, Qin Chuan was no longer unfamiliar with his address. He even knew that there were two Frankfurts in Germany, one on the banks of the Main River and the other on the banks of the Oder River in eastern Germany.

"We are fellow villagers!" Huber replied excitedly: "It's a beautiful city, isn't it?"

"Uh... yes, of course!" Qin Chuan replied.

"I think your name must have been spread there!" Huber said: "You will be their hero, and I... actually treated your injuries, they will not believe this!"

Qin Chuan didn't dare to answer because he had never been to that place and was afraid that what he said would reveal his flaws.

Huber looked fascinated and said while packing up the medical equipment: "I really hope I can go back and see how they are doing."

After being stunned for a moment, Huber came to his senses and said, "It's time for me to go, sir. It's an honor to serve you!"

Looking at Huber's back, Qin Chuan couldn't help but sigh.

If there is anything that makes people feel sad, it is that they don’t even have the freedom to go home, and they don’t even know if they will ever go back.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan wanted to go back to his hometown.

But obviously, this is a luxury hope. At this time, most of the German soldiers were fighting abroad. Even if they could circle the world, it would be difficult for them to return to their hometown.

As a result, Qin Chuan soon found out.

That night, with a rapid whistle, the First Infantry Regiment was assembled.

When Qin Chuan put on his military uniform and walked out of the ward, Kuhn had already organized his team and reported to Qin Chuan: "Captain, we have received the order to assemble and move!"

"Yeah!" Qin Chuan nodded, feeling that this transfer was a little unusual.

Because the war situation in the Mediterranean has basically stabilized, if there is still any war, it is the small-scale tug-of-war along the Gabes defense line, and now they are gathering in the middle of the night...

But time did not allow Qin Chuan to think so much. After hurriedly packing his luggage, the soldiers got into the car.

"Where are we going, Captain?" Dominic asked.

"I don't know either!" Qin Chuan replied.

But I vaguely felt a possibility... The war in North Africa had reached a stalemate and it was basically impossible to counterattack under the strong air supremacy of the United Kingdom and the United States. On the other hand, the German army retreated in the direction of Moscow and was pursued by the Soviet army. Therefore, it is very likely that the North African army would be Transferred to Moscow direction for emergency response.

This is especially true for paratroopers with airborne capabilities, because paratroopers can be quickly transported to the Eastern Front and put into battle. Other troops such as armored divisions and infantry divisions... firstly because they do not have parachute capabilities and secondly because they have too much equipment. , transported from North Africa to the Eastern Front, the water far away cannot quench the thirst of the near.

Sure enough, the convoy arrived at Enna Airport twenty minutes later. There were already "Caproni" and "Junkers 52" transport planes waiting for them, their motors roaring, and there were rows of "Caproni" and "Junkers" parked next to them. Juncker 52", neatly organized like a military parade.

"Where did these 'Junkers' fly from?" Werner couldn't help but ask.

No wonder Werner asked this. The Afrika Korps is a secondary battlefield, and at the same time, it mainly relies on the Italian army for transportation and logistics. I have never seen so many "Junkers".

"They flew in from France!" Kuhn said.

"Why are you so sure, Lieutenant?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Look at their numbers!" Kuhn replied: "G means they are transport aircraft belonging to Army Group G!"

Army Group G is stationed in France, so the conclusion is self-evident.

Qin Chuan glanced at Kuen and saw the painful expression on his face, knowing that Kuen had the same idea as him... He also guessed that the destination of this trip might be the Eastern Front. This could never be a good thing for the 1st Infantry Regiment.

But when boarding the plane, a soldier said excitedly: "So we are going to be transferred to France?"

"Maybe they'll transfer us to Germany too!"

"Awesome! We can finally leave this hellish place!"

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Qin Chuan couldn't bear to say it. Qin Chuan believed that they would soon start to miss North Africa because the place they were going to would be a more cruel battlefield.

With a burst of motor sound, the plane taxied on the runway for a while and then took off into the sky. Qin Chuan turned around and looked through the glass window at Africa that was gradually moving away behind him... Although he couldn't see anything, he couldn't help but think about it again. Take a look at it.

Although most of his memories in Africa are of blood, pain and cruelty, it was also the place where Qinchuan grew up to be a qualified soldier and then an officer, and it was also the place where Qinchuan took the first step for the entire war.

Qin Chuan believed that one day he would return to this land and fight with them here again.