At the door of a camp tent, the herald successfully found the location of his platoon according to the neatly arranged camp.

"Ledler, the platoon commander called you over." The herald waited at the door.

"Didn't you just have a meeting?" Ledler had just returned from the platoon commander and seemed to think the herald had made a mistake.

"No, it seems that your squad is going to set off first as a reconnaissance force." The herald explained.

"Okay." Leedler was not a newcomer either, and veterans who had enlisted in the Great War in 1915 were naturally no strangers to reconnaissance missions.

"Here we are." The platoon commander is a sergeant, and Lederer is an old man, so he doesn't talk nonsense, and says directly. "General Paulus asked us to open the way with a regiment, this is the Chimone Mountain, this is the 2165 heights, and our task is to take the 2165 heights for the artillery regiment to seize the position."

The platoon commander took out a pencil and drew an ellipse and said, "The three battalions of the 1st regiment are divided into three roads, our platoon is in the lead, and your squad is in the lead for our platoon, it is not clear how many Italian troops are in front, you better be careful." At 2 p.m. on October 5, the division headquarters began to move, and we had two days. The task of your squad is to scout the disposition and number of Italian troops on the left flank, and it is best to scout what is useful at the point, such as the fire of the opponent. If you can find out the location of the artillery position on the opposite side, maybe you can still make a meritorious service, but now it is no more than two years ago, and after fighting with Italy for 2 months, there is basically no battle, one-sided, and there are not many opportunities for meritorious service. ”

"Okay, it just so happens that my recruits don't have much experience, so it's time to train." As he spoke, Ledler made a sketch against the platoon commander's map, marked the latitude and longitude and direction, wrote a few simple task requirements, and closed them. "I'll tell Webb to get some ammunition and go."

"Don't worry, the division headquarters will send new equipment later, you call everyone over, take the equipment and set off directly, there is not much time for class. The platoon commander instructed him to arrange tasks for the others.

By the time the herald had summoned the entire Lederer class, the battalion headquarters had driven over three cloak trucks, and they knew that they were heavy when they looked at the tire prints on the road.

"Ledler, go over there and change your gear, good luck." After the platoon commander finished speaking, he buried himself in his own business again.

Surrounded by a pile of boxes on the ground, each with a shorthand and full name indicating the type of weapon.

"MG20 machine gun?" Webb saw a dark green box with this notation written on it, and walked that way.

"You're a machine gunner?" The soldier in charge of logistics from the battalion headquarters asked.

"Yes, what kind of machine gun is this? Is it the same as MG16? "Webb liked the MG16 very much, it was very reliable, the rate of fire was fast, the accuracy was good, and it was easy to use for a few years.

"It's a little different from the MG16, the MG20 has a different cooling and safety device." The logistician explained, unpacking the box.

A shiny and swarthy MG20 lay in a pile of weeds, and Webb picked it up and checked it. "It's not bad, it feels a little lighter."

"You can feel that, too? That's just more than 100 grams lighter. The logistics soldier was particularly curious, after all, this weapon was equipped for the first time, and Weber obviously had no contact, so he knew that it was light as soon as he got his hands on it.

"I was a machine gunner when I joined the army in 1915." Webb means I'm a veteran of machine guns, and of course it's not that hard.

On the other side, several recruits from Lederer's class were discussing a strangely shaped gun, and the sharp-eyed Ledler found that the gun was very different from the MP16 he had used before, it was much larger, the barrel was longer, and the magazine was curved.

"Don't look at it, you don't have a target, it's for non-commissioned officers." The logistics soldier looked helplessly at the few recruits in front of him who were not as high as his own level and explained.

Ledler, who was a corporal himself, heard that it was issued to a non-commissioned officer, and immediately approached and asked, "What kind of gun is this?" ”

"Hello sir!" The logistics soldier said after saluting. "It's called an automatic carbine, and it uses a 7.92 pointed bullet."

"7.92 Pointed Bullet?" The MP16 used by Lederer was a Luger P-08 9mm Parabellum pistol round, but it was a round-tipped round, and the 7.92 pointed round was for the MG16's semi-automatic rifle.

"It's not the kind of pointed bullet from a rifle, it's a new pointed bullet, you see." Logistics took out a magazine full of 30 rounds and handed it to Ledler, and took out a 7.92 pointed bullet and handed it over.

"Try?" The logistician looked at Leedler's eager appearance and quipped.

"Hehe, it's the first time I've heard of an automatic carbine, I'll give it a try." After saying that, Lederer took the gun and went to the side, and the orderly also found an empty can and put it 100 meters away, signaling Lederer to fire.

Bang bang!

"Damn, that's a lot of recoil." Lederer almost didn't get his gun out of his hands.

"Ah, I forgot to mention that this gun has two modes, burst and burst. What you just used is a burst shot in the factory state, and this downward pull is a point shot, you try again. The logistics soldier hurriedly introduced it.

"No need, just try it and figure it out." This is the perception of a veteran like Lederer, who can figure out the performance of a gun with just a few shots.

"MKB20, is that an abbreviation for Maschinenkarabiner?" Leidler is a graduate of the military academy, his education is not low, plus he has been exposed to weapons for a long time, so he guessed the abbreviation at once.

"Yes, that's what an automatic carbine means." The logistician replied, pointing to the letters.

"Forget it, I still use MP16, I'm not used to the recoil of this gun." Lederer remembered his MP16 submachine gun and felt that the latter was used to it, although the effective range was only 150 meters, but it was better than this automatic carbine with too much recoil.

"This... Sir, in fact, this is something you don't have to choose... The superiors require all to be reloaded, and the previous weapons need to be turned in for recycling. "The logistics soldier is particularly embarrassed now, after all, it is a request to the commander.

"What are you kidding, how can you ensure combat effectiveness if you are not used to using weapons? It can't be an excuse for yourself, is it? "Ledler lost his temper in an instant, and he didn't want to change to a new weapon.

"I'm sorry, sir, the order from the higher authorities must be changed." The logistics soldier saw that Ledler had a temper, so he had to emphasize that it was an order from his superiors.

"What's wrong?" At this time, Lederer's platoon commander came over.

"I said I wouldn't change the weapon, and he didn't agree, what is the reason." Ledler said angrily.

"That's right..." The platoon commander received. "No way, the order of the superiors is like this, all change clothes, no matter who it is, even our division commander Paulus has to be changed, it is said that it is an order from the deputy division commander, Lieutenant Colonel Schellner."

"Schellner?" Although Lederer felt that the name was a little familiar, he couldn't remember where he had heard it at once, but he was sure that this deputy division commander was definitely new.

"One of Mr. President's former subordinates." The platoon commander reminded.

"I said how do you have a little impression, when did he transfer here? Isn't that nonsense? No wonder Rommel is already a general, he is still a lieutenant colonel, and there is indeed a gap in IQ in this ratio. Ledler said in a weird way, very unwillingly picked up the MKB20 and took a few magazines.

"Ahem... Let's go, what nonsense! The platoon commander looked around, and many people were stunned by Leedler's words, and quickly diverted the topic.

"One class!" Lederer shouted as he lifted the MKB20. "Come with me."