Chapter 469 Transport Plane

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

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

When Qin Chuan and 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 a weird smile.

"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 was speechless.

"Don't let Anna down, Captain!" von Braun said, "If I didn't already have a wife, I would have chased 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, so there was no such thing as disappointment.

Under the careful care of the medical soldiers, Qin Chuan recovered quickly. After a week, he no longer had to hang his arm on his neck. However, because the wound was scabbed, he felt a tearing pain when he moved, and it would itch from time to time, making people unable to help scratching.

"Try not to move, sir!" Medical soldier Huber said: "It will be completely healed in a few days, otherwise the wound will crack and may still be infected. You know, this damn place!"

"Thank you, corporal!" Qin Chuan said.

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

"Yes!" Qin Chuan replied: "Frankfurt on the Main River!"

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 Main River and the other on the Oder River in eastern Germany.

"We are from the same hometown!" Huber answered 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... actually treated your injuries, they will definitely not believe this!"

Qin Chuan did not dare to answer, because he had never been to that place, for fear that he would be exposed if he said something.

Huber showed a face of longing, while packing up medical equipment, he said: "I really hope to go back and see, I wonder how they are doing?"

After a moment of stunned, Huber came back to his senses and said: "I should 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 nothing more than not having the freedom to go home, and not even knowing whether there will be a day to go back.

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

But obviously, this is a luxury. Most of the German soldiers at this time are fighting outside. Even if they can travel around the world, it is difficult for them to return to their hometown.

Qin Chuan's words soon came true.

That night, with a burst of urgent whistles, the First Infantry Regiment was assembled.

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

"Yeah!" Qin Chuan nodded. 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. Now assembling in the middle of the night...

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

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

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

But I felt a possibility in my heart... The war in North Africa was in a stalemate and it was basically impossible to counterattack under the strong air superiority 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 was very likely that the North African army would be transferred to the direction of Moscow for emergency.

Among them, the paratroopers with airborne capabilities were especially powerful, because the paratroopers could quickly reach the Eastern Front and engage in combat. Other troops, such as armored divisions and infantry divisions... firstly, they had no paratrooper capabilities and secondly, because there were too many equipments, and transporting them from North Africa to the Eastern Front was like a drop in the ocean.

Sure enough, the convoy arrived at Enna Airport 20 minutes later, where a number of "Caproni" and "Junkers 52" transport planes had already started and were waiting for them, with roaring engines and rows of "Junkers 52" parked next to them, neatly arranged like a military parade.

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

It's no wonder Werner asked this question. The African Corps was a secondary battlefield, and its transportation and logistics mainly depended on the Italian Army. It had 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 planes belonging to the G Army Group!"

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

Qin Chuan glanced at Kuhn, and seeing the painful expression on his face, he knew that Kuhn had the same idea 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.

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

"Maybe they will also transfer us to Germany!"

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

...

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 engine sound, the plane took off after sliding on the runway for a distance. Qin Chuan looked back through the glass window at Africa that was gradually moving away behind him... Although he couldn't see anything, he couldn't help but want to take another look at it.

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 and officer, and it is also the place where Qin Chuan 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.