The second team of delta wings led the team by poplar, who answered through the walkie-talkie,

"Sir, the goal is clear."

"Go and order it for Lao Tzu."

"Yes"

The 10 delta wings of the 2nd team turned in the air and rushed straight to the core position of the 114th Division.

However, the road of their air raid was not smooth, and it was not long before they were illuminated by the searchlights on the balloons fired by the artillery school.

Japanese soldiers on the ground, awakened by the alarm, fired into the air with machine guns and rifles. Zhang Sixing watched as the crimson trajectory of the tracer bullet chased the poplar and their delta wing.

Zhang Sixing, who was watching them directly, shouted,

"Climb high, swing from side to side to fly, dodge enemy bullets......"

Just as Zhang Sixing was shouting, his flying team had already come to the sky above the Japanese position of the main attack.

Before dropping the bomb, he took the time to look at the poplar team.

Fortunately, at this time, the poplars had already flown over the school-shot balloons, and then one after another signals were issued, and then several school-shot balloons were burned into fireballs in the exclamation of the Japanese on the ground.

Zhang Sixing, who let go of his heart, piloted the delta wing to increase his speed, and then pulled down the handle of the bomb.

The earthen cluster napalm eggs hanging under the delta wing were dropped, and inside were the earthen napalm eggs that Zhang Sixing had not been willing to use to deal with the Japanese tanks.

Now that the Japanese have learned to use gas masks to guard against chili bombs, it is better to let them taste the pain of being roasted by the flames and sticking to their faces.

As the whole team of delta wings dropped a series of burning eggs, orange flames bloomed on the Japanese position, and looking down in the dark night, it was extremely clear and beautiful.

"Pretty, so pretty."

Zhu Chi and Gao Zhisong each took their own guard battalions, and they simply lay there looking at the sky one by one when they were lying underground.

Something was spinning in the sky at the moment, and then something was flying out.

In a moment, these things fell to the ground, and immediately a large burst of flames were raised.

This is Zhang Sixing's improved napalm cluster bomb, which originally had a delta wing but a large cluster bomb of more than 200 kilograms.

After conducting an air raid with the Air Force, Zhang Sixing felt that the bombs were too concentrated, and the scope of the chaos and fire was too small. So he simply divided it into four, fifty kilograms each.

And the situation is simpler than in the past, with a bamboo pipe in the middle, and cluster napalm cluster bombs on the outside are closely packed like corn kernels. When dropped, the clay fiberglass shell made of linen pops off automatically.

At this time, the rotor made of bamboo mat is deployed on the top of the bomb, and then the entire missile body will rotate rapidly like a bamboo dragonfly. As the rotational centrifugal force increases, the locking mechanism of each submunition is disengaged, and one submunition is thrown out.

Also like the bamboo dragonfly, the rotor will carry it with the wind.

Then the sprinkled submunitions will leave a long trail of flames in the ground as they drift. Although the distribution is not a pure circle, it also makes it more difficult for people on the ground to predict where it will fall.

"Could it be that our air force has joined the war, but how did Principal Zhang mobilize the air force?"

Gao Zhisong, who was full of joy, guessed in his heart, and at the same time, picked up the telescope and looked for it in the sky.

Of course, he couldn't find anything, after all, it was a hazy weather, and it was like a thick curtain drawn at night.

But in any case, what blooms in the night sky like this is beautiful enough and ...... It's so vicious.

In order to attack the Japanese stronghold, the two battalions quietly moved over and lay down about a hundred meters from the Japanese camp.

It's not that they don't want to get ahead, but Zhang Sixing tells them not to get too close, especially after the people sent to them open the way.

As for how to open the road, neither Gao Zhisong nor Zhu Chi knows. I only know that everyone who came was wearing a strange but stylish uniform and equipment, and each person carried a few boxes on their backs.

What it was, they didn't know at all, and they didn't know what it was for. I just hope that those things can really open a passage for them in the layers of barbed wire as Zhang Sixing said.

How are those guys unhurried and not moving. Although Principal Zhang said that he would wait for the gasoline barrel cannon on that side, he could see that the devil inside was so miserable, what were he waiting for if he didn't take advantage of the chaos to get in.

The Japanese in the stronghold were indeed burned badly, and the fire was quite strange. From the binoculars, Gao Zhisong could clearly see that there was a Japanese soldier who just had flames stuck to his arm.

But he can't extinguish it with his hands, he can't extinguish it when he rolls in the ground, even if his companions bring a blanket to cover it, he can't even cover it.

It's too vicious, it's too weird, it's too vicious......

In fact, when the white phosphorus sticking to the oil gets into the meat, it will burn more vigorously with the fat on the body, and if you want to solve the pain, you have to stick to where you go.

Looking at this scene, both Gao Zhisong and Zhu Chi felt the time of the charge, but unfortunately this night attack was not up to them, let them wait, they could only wait.

In particular, the people who were sent to open the way obviously would not have given them a signal to open the way, and even if they did, they would not have been able to cross the barbed wire.

Just when they were in a hurry, suddenly there was a dull "boom" sound from nowhere in the night. Gao Zhisong, who had long been accustomed to the sound of gasoline barrels firing cannons, was interested.

He was half-kneeling, holding a box cannon with a wooden box in his left hand and a porcelain grenade in his right hand, with a ring hanging on his finger. As soon as the passage was opened, he rushed over and threw grenades into the devil's stronghold.

But in his eyes, a group of grenades seemed to be poured down from the sky with a basin, and fell in pieces to the Japanese camp.

A series of explosions smashed into the heart of the excited Gao Zhisong like a drumstick beating fiercely, causing his blood-boiling heart to beat rapidly.

Because the blow of the gasoline barrel cannon is the signal of the charge he has been expecting,

"Pass down, stealthily engage the enemy."

Now the battlefield is disrupted, and there are gunshots and explosions everywhere. Just as the soldiers of the guard battalions of the 264th and 262nd brigades began to quickly approach the Japanese stronghold.

Suddenly, in the distance, there was a dense explosion of a bomb that would turn people into candles.

Gao Zhisong, who was in the charge this time, saw clearly, it was dropped by some flying eagles in the sky, like eagles.

Could it be that Principal Zhang can actually be psychic, otherwise those giant eagles can help us?

This is something he never believes, after all, he is also a military cadet.

No matter what he thought in his heart, at this time, he found out what he was anxious about. Those who came from the paratrooper school, who were in charge of opening the way, were still fiddling with their big boxes, and they didn't know what it was.

Oops, when, how are these guys still unhurried. In case the devil eases up, I'm afraid it will be difficult to attack again, this damn barbed wire.

He turned to ask,

"Do we bring wire cuts, go up and help, the barbed wire won't break, let's ......"