Hannah was not as lucky as Qin Chuan. The medical soldier said that this might be related to the sting of the wood block that hurt her and the fact that she had been injured several times before, so she was weak in resistance. The wound began to be infected the next day.

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

When Qin Chuan, Conrad and others sent Hannah onto the plane, she waved at 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!"

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

"It's true!" 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!"

Qin Chuan just smiled and didn't say anything.

Conrad would not say anything like this, because he also knew that the soldiers, especially those like Qin Chuan and Anna, could not control their tomorrow at all, so he did not let it down.

Qin Chuan recovered very quickly under the careful care of the medical staff. After a week, he would not have to hang his arms around his neck. However, because the wound was scabbed, he would feel a sensation of tearing when he was moving, and itchy from time to time, making people unable to help scratching it.

"Try not to do anything, sir!" medical nurse Huber explained: "It will be completely healed in a few days, otherwise the wound will crack or may be infected. You know, this ghost place!"

"Thank you, corporal!" Qin Chuan said.

"This is my responsibility, sir!" said Huber, "I just heard you are from Frankfurt?"

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

At this time, Qin Chuan was no stranger to 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 spread there!" Huber said: "You will be their hero, and I... have cured your injuries, and they will definitely not believe this!"

Qin Chuan didn't dare to answer because he had never been to that place, for fear that he would reveal his flaws when he said anything.

Huber showed a look of fascination, and said while packing the medical equipment: "I really hope I can go back and see it. I wonder how they are doing?"

After being stunned for a moment, Huber came to his senses and said, "It's time for me to leave, sir, I'm honored 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 nothing more than not having the freedom to go home, and I don’t even know if I have the day to go back.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan wanted to go back to his hometown to take a look.

But it is obvious that this is a luxury. Most of the German soldiers were fighting outside at this time, and even if they could circle the world, it would be difficult for them to return to their hometown to take a look.

As a result, Qin Chuan was unfortunately impressed.

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

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

"Yeah!" Qin Chuan nodded, and he felt that this transfer was a bit unusual.

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

But time doesn't allow Qin Chuan to think so much. After quickly tidying up his luggage, the soldiers had to get into the car.

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

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

But I felt a possibility in my heart... The North African war was in a stalemate and was basically unable to counterattack under the strong air supremacy of Britain and the United States. On the other hand, the German army retreated in the direction of Moscow and was pursued by the Soviet army, so it is very likely that the North African army would be transferred to Moscow for emergency response.

Among them, parachute troops with airborne capabilities are especially because parachute troops can quickly arrive on the Eastern Front and enter combat, other troops such as the Armored Division and the Infantry Division... First, because they do not have parachute capabilities, and because they are too equipped, they can't relieve intimidation from North Africa to the Eastern Front.

Sure enough, the convoy drove to Onna Airport twenty minutes later, where there were already "Caproni" and "Junke 52" transport planes waiting for them. The motor roared, and rows of "Junke 52" parked next to it, neatly like a military parade.

"Where did these 'Junkers' come from?" Werner couldn't help asking.

No wonder Werner asked this question. As a secondary battlefield, the African Legion mainly relies on the Italian army in terms of transportation logistics, and has never seen so many "Junkers".

"They flew 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 the G Army Group!"

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

Qin Chuan looked at Kuhn and looked at the painful expression on his face. He knew that Kuhn was thinking the same as himself... He also guessed that the destination of this trip might be the Eastern Front. This would never be a good thing for the First Infantry Regiment.

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

"Maybe they will transfer us to Germany!"

"Great! We can finally leave this haunted place!"

...

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

With the sound of a motor, the plane gambled on the runway for a distance and then soared into the air. Qin Chuan turned around and looked at Africa gradually moving away from behind through the glass window... Although he could not see anything, he still couldn't help but want to take a look at it again.

Although most of the memories in Africa are blood, pain and cruelty, it is also the place where Qin Chuan grew up to be a qualified soldier until the officer, and it is also the place where Qin Chuan took the first step for the entire war.
Chapter completed!