"Ba Shi, what are you going to do with bamboo pipes and broken military uniforms?"

Seeing that Luo Mingyang, the deputy battalion commander of the miscellaneous barracks, was carrying a bundle of bamboo pipes, the old cigarette pouch Li Youtian took his famous big cigarette pouch from his mouth and asked with a puzzled expression.

Everyone was desperately trying to prevent the devils outside from approaching, and he was carrying bundles of bamboo to play something.

"Brother Tobacco Bag, I know what Chief Zhang is going to do, he said that he wants thin bamboo strips, and I also said to ask you if there are any bamboo mats in our camp who can weave bamboo mats."

As soon as he heard that it was Zhang Sixing's request, Li Youtian, the old cigarette pouch, didn't ask, but raised his eyes and thought about it.

"There is a man surnamed Li, I heard that he made chopsticks, you can ask him if he can do it. Let's go, I'll go with you, I want to see what Chief Zhang is going to do. ”

For a moment, holding a small bundle of bamboo strips that had been broken into thin strips, Li Youtian and Luo Mingyang dodged in the corridor and ran to the fifth floor.

"Sir, sir, what do you want to make of those bamboo mats......

"You will know what to do."

Zhang Sixing, who learned to speak with the old cigarette pouch, didn't mention how relaxed he was at this time.

Zhang Sixing's hands are very skillful, thanks to the fact that he once worked in the factory, and it was almost only half an hour, when a large kite with a thin bamboo strip as a bone and rag as a skin appeared in front of the old tobacco pouch.

But Zhang Sixing didn't say what it was for, the old cigarette pouch smoked and guessed thoughtfully,

"Why am I like a kite played by the children, Sir Zhang, this ...... What kind of trouble are you making kites on the battlefield? ”

At this time, Xie Jinyuan, who got the letter, heard that Zhang Sixing was playing again, and he also ran over with interest. Not only did he come running, but he also brought two rolls of thin nylon rope that Zhang Sixing wanted for the soles of his shoes.

Zhang ...... Mr. Zhang, this thing...... True...... What a kite. ”

He really couldn't believe that although the Japanese were only close to the Sixing warehouse, the military situation was not very tight, but it was not the time to play.

I saw Zhang Sixing tethering the nylon rope to the kite, just smiled mysteriously and then ran upstairs with the kite.

Although the people who looked at each other knew that they might be hit by grenadiers when they went to the roof, they really couldn't help but be curious.

I just feel that the guy in front of me who is good at fighting should have thought of something new.

Along the wooden ladder, as soon as his head poked out of the roof, Xie Jinyuan felt that the south wind was flourishing at this moment.

Zhang Sixing was standing at the south end of the roof of the building at this time, and when he pulled against the wind, the half-human-high kite flew up in a blink of an eye.

This is not surprising, the wind of the second and third level is a good time to fly a kite.

I saw Zhang Sixing hand over the kite to the others, and he himself held a sniper-rifle to aim at the kite in the sky and the Japanese artillery position.

At this time, the large triangular kite that appeared in the sky obviously attracted the attention of the Japanese, and many Japanese soldiers looked up from time to time as they moved towards the Sixing warehouse.

If you can hear it, you will definitely hear Japan say,

"Those guys in the Four Lines Warehouse are too leisurely."

Looking at Zhang Sixing, who was fooling around, Xie Jinyuan didn't understand what he was going to do.

"Eight hundred and thirty-seven long...... Forty-seven meters high......"

Xie Jinyuan here didn't understand what Zhang Sixing meant, and the old cigarette pouch over there had already given the answer.

"Hook three strands, four strings, five, seventy...... Seven......... The numbers are too old to be clear. ”

Hearing the shouting of the old cigarette pouch, Xie Jinyuan felt funny, but he subconsciously took out a pen and paper and calculated it by using the Pythagorean theorem and the manual prescription in the nine chapters of arithmetic.

This matter is not too troublesome for Zhang Sixing, after all, it is the sniper's job to plan the distance through the secret position on the scope.

"About 830 meters ......"

Zhang Sixing finished reporting the numbers, and here Xie Jinyuan had already completed the calculation and casually reported the more accurate figures.

Just as Xie Jinyuan finished reporting the numbers, it was only about five minutes before Zhang Sixing flew the kite.

Suddenly, through the binoculars, you could see a few black bean-like things falling from under the delta wing kite.

When those little bean-like things hit the ground, suddenly there was a violent explosion on the Japanese artillery position.

Neither the people in the warehouses of the four rows, nor the artillery positions of the Japanese, apparently understood what was going on.

Of course, those explosions were probably the size of grenades, and it seemed that they did not cause much damage to the Japanese artillery positions, and then an anti-aircraft gun that had been fired at the four rows of warehouses suddenly raised its barrel.

It's a pity that the anti-aircraft guns can't be verticalized to ninety degrees, and they are helpless against the triangular kites above their positions.

This change made the telescope in Xie Jinyuan's hand almost fall, and he hurriedly looked at the kite with the telescope, and at this time, the soldiers on the upper floor of the Sixing warehouse had already begun to collect the line.

Looking at the landing points of a few more grenadier shells, Xie Jinyuan couldn't help but shake his head.

It's a joke to bomb the opponent's artillery positions with a kite.

There is no need to guess that Zhang Sixing must have hung the grenade of the grenadier under the kite with a rope, and then tied a charcoal strip to the rope, and when the time came, the charcoal strip burned the rope, and the grenade of the grenade of the grenadier was a hit fuse, and it would naturally explode when it landed.

But this is not accurate, and what is the use of an accurate head attack.

If you can't blow up the gunner, you can't blow up the ammunition accumulation point, and such an attack is useless at all.

And the kite that was being recovered at this time apparently attracted the attention of the Japanese, who were at the moment chasing the kite with a machine gun and shooting.

However, the swaying kite was not actually shot down, and Xie Jinyuan understood after thinking about it for a while.

In addition to the wind, the important tow rope and the skeleton of three thin bamboo sticks, it would be difficult for the bullet to hit the skeleton of the kite if it was not accidental.

However, that's all, he couldn't see what effect Zhang Sixing's tricks had on solving the passive situation formed by anti-aircraft guns.

He shook his head with a smile and expressed his gratitude to Zhang Sixingfei's painstaking efforts...... Well, this is war, not a children's playhouse, blowing up the positions of the opponent's gunners in this way......

Zhang Sixing saw all this in his eyes, and knew that people who had never been bombed by drones certainly did not understand the horror of this kind of low-altitude bombing.

As for whether or not the Japanese artillery positions can be demolished, the only premise is that the wind direction and wind force do not change, and then the Japanese artillery positions will definitely not be able to be maintained.

He glanced at Xie Jinyuan with smiling eyes, and then instructed the old cigarette pouch,

"Old Tobacco Pouch"

"Yes"

"I saw the big kite just now, make a few hundred and one thousand planes, and make some reels of the line, and today Lao Tzu is going to use the kite to lift the devil's artillery position for him."

As soon as he heard his words, Xie Jinyuan just wanted to persuade him not to mess around, but when he looked down and thought about it, he knew why he dared to say that.

Slowly, a thousand kites, fifty will have to be a mess when they fly.

However, three grenades from grenades were poured from the sky to the artillery positions below.

You don't have to fight, you need to think about it, the people below have to be scared to death.