Chapter 370 Captain (Asking for Monthly Votes)

In fact, modern scientists believe that the Sahara Desert was an ocean 40 million years ago because they found many fossils of marine life in the desert.

"This is an interesting idea, Lieutenant!" Professor Backhouse said: "So, you are saying... we should change our thinking, that is, conduct exploration in some places inland, right?"

"Yes, Professor!" Qin Chuan replied.

"I will try!" said Professor Backhouse, "but we can't expect too much from it!"

"Of course!" Qin Chuan nodded.

This is all Qin Chuan can do. What he plans is determined by people and God decides. Then it depends on the luck of the African Legion.

After Professor Backhouse left, General Strike looked at Qin Chuan in surprise and said, "Lieutenant, I didn't expect you to also study geology!"

"No, I'm just a little interested!" Qin Chuan said.

But Qinchuan does have some research... Archeology is inseparable from geology, paleontology, paleoanthropology, etc.

Colonel Slain rolled his eyes and said: "I am not surprised at all by the lieutenant's amazing move. In fact, if there is no accident one day... then it should be a surprise!"

The officers couldn't help but laugh again.

"I have an accident!" Rommel handed Qin Chuan a notebook.

"This is..." Qin Chuan took the book in confusion, opened it and saw that it was a military officer's ID card.

"Captain Captain?"

"Yes!" Rommel said: "I learned from Colonel Slain that Captain Barzel has been promoted to battalion commander. The candidate for the commander of the second company... I think it must be you. I believe Colonel Slain. You won’t have any objections, right?”

"Of course!" Colonel Slain replied: "In fact, as long as it doesn't take my position, I won't have any objection!"

"Colonel!" Rommel said with a smile: "Of course the captain will not take your position, but I believe that the captain will become your superior one day!"

"Okay!" Colonel Slain replied: "So...should I practice how to salute my superiors now?"

The officers laughed again.

After returning to the army, Qin Chuan had to adapt to his new position.

Captain, company commander, although not a very big officer, he became a company commander in the German army in less than a year... This speed is not too fast to say that he is riding a rocket.

It should be said that Qin Chuan is not very confident in being a company commander.

Because according to the German army's system, Qin Chuan should be the deputy company commander. Just like Kuhn, he should study with Bazel for a period of time before he can become proficient... But now he is directly promoted from the platoon commander to the company commander. This can be said to be a step-change. Promoted.

Fortunately, Kuhn was still the deputy company commander, which at least gave Qin Chuan an assistant.

"Captain!" Kun stood in front of Qin Chuan and saluted, then handed Qin Chuan a document and said, "This is the roster of all the personnel of the second company, a total of one hundred and thirty-seven people!"

Qin Chuan casually flipped through the roster, which recorded the soldiers' meritorious service and specialties... The German army was very meticulous in these aspects, and its files could even be traced back to their performance in school.

In China at the same time, it was common to see a few young men casually on the street or in the fields, tie them up, and drag them into the army to become soldiers.

It is said that it is because of this strict filing system that the Germans can accurately distinguish who is a Jew.

Qin Chuan curiously turned to his file and found in the family column that he actually had a younger brother.

This is a very strange feeling. Qin Chuan has never seen them, but they are his family... If he can go back one day, Qin Chuan really doesn't know how to face them.

But Qin Chuan didn't seem to have to worry about this, because North Africa was in need of people at this time, and it was almost impossible for German soldiers to get a holiday unless they were injured.

Looking over his own performance, it turned out to be just as Qin Chuan had imagined... unremarkable, and could even be said to be a hindrance, because during the training period, the instructor's comment was "sluggish response," although this was nothing. The shortcomings are fatal to a soldier, and it can even be said that he will be ruthlessly eliminated on the battlefield soon.

In fact, Flick did seem to be eliminated, because it was Qin Chuan who continued to survive and play a role.

"I hope you won't be embarrassed by this, Lieutenant!" Qin Chuan said while flipping through the documents.

"What?" Kun didn't understand what Qin Chuan said.

"I mean..." Qin Chuan spread his hands, not knowing what to say.

Qinchuan was referring to the fact that Kuhn was once his superior, and not long ago Qinchuan was still saluting Kuhn.

"Oh, no!" Kun understood what Qin Chuan meant: "Of course not, sir! In fact, I know very well that you will become my commander one day."

Qin Chuan nodded.

This is what happens in the army, especially when fighting, whoever wins the battle has the opportunity to be promoted, so exchanging the identities of superiors and subordinates often happens, and Qin Chuan should get used to this.

"I'm thinking about a question!" Qin Chuan said: "If I command the second company here, how will the French battalion be arranged?"

"I think the major will have arrangements!" Kuhn replied.

"Major?" Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment before he remembered that the "major" Kuhn was referring to was Bazel.

However, Kuhn did not guess this correctly, because Colonel Slaine has always been in charge of the French battalion.

Just as he was talking, Qin Chuan received a call from Colonel Slaine.

"Good news!" Colonel Slain said, "We are going back to Algiers!"

"Why?" Qin Chuan was a little surprised.

Although the German army had won, the war situation in Tunisia was not stable yet, and the British army could launch an attack on the Gabes defense line again at any time.

"Our regiment has another mission!" Colonel Slain said, and then hung up the phone without saying anything.

Orders are orders, and Qin Chuan didn't ask any more questions. He ordered the troops to get ready, and then gathered the team to go to Gafsa Railway Station that night.

Like when they came, the First Infantry Regiment once again boarded the old, broken and slow steam train to Gafsa.

On the train, Qin Chuan kept thinking about what the mission of the First Infantry Regiment would be.

Rest?

Impossible, Algeria is in ruins and needs people everywhere, and rest is not a mission.

Training?

There were too many troops that needed to be trained, including the Zoaf Corps, the newly formed French Corps in Algiers, and the new recruits from Germany... But the training of these troops should not be done by the First Infantry Regiment. The First Infantry Regiment was an elite unit, and it was obviously a waste of talent to use it to train new recruits and rookies on a large scale. The previous training of the French battalion was just to set an example, and the subsequent training should be done by disabled German soldiers.