During the routine training the next day, Instructor Lange took something out of the wooden box and raised it in front of the soldiers, and said proudly: "Hey, look at this!"

"what is it?"

"It looks like a cannon, but it's in my hand!"

"Is it an 'iron fist'?"

...

"You guessed it right!" Instructor Lange replied: "But this is an improved version of the 'Iron Fist', guess its range..."

"Fifty meters!" said the baker, "or sixty meters!"

"Come on!" said Yakop, "That small tube can't have sixty meters!"

"I guess seventy meters!" Werner, who is good at observing words and expressions, said: "The instructor's expression gave me the answer! Am I guessing right, instructor?"

"No, Sgt.!" Instructor Lange smiled and said, "But I think Lieutenant Flick should know the answer!"

"What? Is this the second lieutenant's idea again?" The soldiers cast incredible eyes at Qin Chuan.

Werner looked at Qin Chuan's helpless expression and said, "We should get used to all this, right? The second lieutenant will always surprise us!"

"So, how far can it hit?" asked the baker.

"I don't know!" Qin Chuan spread his hands: "I hope it can hit one hundred meters or two hundred meters, but who knows if they can do it!"

"Yes, Lieutenant!" said Instructor Lange: "They made it, it can hit 160 meters, and there is room for improvement!"

"Wow!" The German soldiers couldn't help looking at each other.

After a while, someone asked, "One hundred and sixty meters, then does it have a depth of 140MM?"

The person who asked this was obviously worried about whether the new bazooka sacrificed its penetration depth to increase its range.

"Why don't you try it yourself?" Lange said as he acted like the soldiers.

The soldiers who had long since been rubbing their hands rushed forward, and they picked up the rocket launcher one by one.

Qin Chuan also picked up one, which looked similar to the modern one... But Qin Chuan was not sure because he had only seen the appearance of the Bazooka in TV and movies.

"Good guy!" Werner looked at the bazooka and said, "Lenin, compared to it, the 'Iron Fist' is like a toy. How did you think of doing this?"

"I just want it to be more like a gun!" Qin Chuan replied, then opened the insurance and aimed at a steel plate a hundred meters away, and then pulled the trigger.

With a "chubby" sound, as the rocket at the rear end spit out a long fog, the warhead hit the target and exploded. After the blue smoke passed, several small holes appeared on the steel plate, and the German soldiers couldn't help but cheer.

"Gentlemen!" said Instructor Lange: "I have to remind you that in front of you is 200MM steel plate!"

The soldiers were stunned and then cheered again.

They all know what this means, and the 160-meter range plus 200MM penetration depth is enough to destroy any enemy tank. Especially the 160-meter range, this can completely get rid of the days when infantry blow up tanks in close proximity.

"Chi!" Another scream, and the rocket shot by Alphredo accurately hit the steel plate.

"Great!" said Alphredo. "Now I really miss the battlefield!"

Perhaps Alphredo just said it casually, but what he said quickly became a reality.

The next morning, before dawn, a rapid whistle came from outside the military camp.

"Get up!" Bazer shouted outside the barracks: "Young men, the holiday is over, I hope you have not forgotten the ability to fight in the desert!"

So the soldiers knew that they were going to be transferred back to the Alexander line of defense again.

"This is how it is!" After the soldiers gathered, Bazer said: "The enemy launched an attack on our defense line at 8 o'clock last night...After the Alexander line, Britain deceived us. Their focus has always been there, so we have to return to the rescue now. Is there any problem?"

"Captain!" Werner asked: "How much time do we have to prepare?"

"No!" Bazel replied: "Military information is urgent, you don't have time to prepare, so board the plane now, right now!"

"Yes, sir!" the German soldiers responded.

Qin Chuan patted Werner on the shoulder and said, "She can understand!"

Werner nodded silently. This is how the soldiers are. They will never know where they will be in the next second, and they have no right to decide.

Five minutes later, the soldiers boarded the Caproni transport plane. Due to the previous reduction in personnel on the battlefield, a Caproni transport plane was enough to accommodate Qin Chuan's platoon... Qin Chuan's platoon was only eleven people left in the previous battle, and only five people were added during this period, so there were only sixteen people.

This is not because of the tightness of the troops. In fact, other troops have been supplemented to a considerable extent, and the African Legion has received reinforcements from a supplementary regiment from Germany.

However, it is difficult to supplement the First Infantry Regiment because the First Infantry Regiment is a special force at this time. Soldiers must have both military qualities of desert combat and airborne combat, otherwise they will only hinder the troops.

From this point of view, it is not a good thing for a unit to learn too many skills.

The five new recruits who were newly added... They were actually not considered new recruits. They were originally parachute troops, but they returned to Berlin because they were injured. After recovering from their injuries, they were sent to Crete to be incorporated into the First Infantry Regiment.

"Have any of you ever participated in the Eastern Front War?" the baker asked the five recruits in the noise of the plane.

"Yes, sir!" a recruit replied: "I participated in the war against Grodno, and I was injured there!"

"What's your name, Sgt.?" asked the baker.

"Dominic, Sergeant!" the recruit replied.

"So, Sergeant Dominic!" The baker stood up and approached a little so that the other party would not be so difficult: "Tell me what's going on over there!"

"What?" Dominic didn't understand what this said meant.

"Eastern Front Battlefield!" said the baker: "How are you fighting?"

"Our attack was very smooth, Sgt.!" Dominic replied proudly: "The enemy is vulnerable, and there are even riots in some places. I mean... many of them welcome us!"

"Oh!" These words made the German soldiers in the plane feel relaxed. This could be said to be a good thing no matter what.

Sergeant Dominic was right. The German attack in the Soviet Union was indeed very smooth at the beginning. He attacked 600 kilometers within 10 days. 24 Soviet divisions were completely defeated within two weeks, and 20 of them lost more than half of their troops and equipment.
Chapter completed!