On the brightly lit dock, the people who were loading and unloading the goods suddenly heard the faint sound of the engine in the sky, and the soldiers who immediately became nervous quickly ran on the dock, on the boat and under the boat, and roared desperately.

"Turn off the lights, turn off the lights, there's a plane in the sky, I'm afraid the devil is going to bomb us......"

"Whew"

Then I don't know who sounded the air raid siren on the dock, and a long wolf-like sound echoed across the river.

Zhang Sixing looked at the lights all over the city with satisfaction, and as the sound arrived, the whole city quickly sank into darkness with the sound of the siren.

What made Zhang Sixing wonder was that he still saw some lights that were turned on despite the ban. Those lamps were apparently spies of the Japanese and were used to show the Japanese their targets.

I'm afraid that the devil's fighter planes will definitely come tonight, and we can't stop the bombing, but it should be okay to make trouble for them.

"Did you take a picture?"

is worthy of being Zhang Sixing's good partner, and when Zhang Sixing re-pulled up the delta wing, Yelena still took a photo.

"Don't worry."

Listening to the sharp voice coming from behind him, Zhang Sixing was really afraid that she would spoil her flowery soprano voice. But the woman didn't seem to care about it, but screamed,

"Searchlight, searchlight, get out of ......"

"Turn off the engine, dive, follow me and prepare to land......"

As Zhang Sixing shouted in the walkie-talkie, he also flashed the navigation lights on the back of the delta wing.

This is a move that cannot be helped, after all, there are not enough walkie-talkies, and light is the best means of communication when acting at night.

Just as he began to dive, the glow of a searchlight lit up somewhere in the city. They swept through the sky like a fly swatter, looking for unwarranted enemy planes.

Of course, the delta wing did not dare to be illuminated, what if the gunners of the anti-aircraft guns below had their heads pumped and beat them like devils' planes. Fortunately, after just passing the dock, the height of the re-climb was not high, and even Zhang Sixing asked everyone to turn off the engine.

At this time, all delta wings have become silent, extreme sports "toys".

"That road looks wide enough......"

There were thirty delta wings this time, and in addition to a platoon led by Hu Yang himself, there were also old tobacco pouches, Hansen, and several delta wings carrying some supplies.

In a beautiful arc across the night sky, Zhang Sixing slid down a wide-looking path that Yelena pointed.

Then the searchlight swept over him, and then suddenly swept back:

God, don't pump the gunner's head, Lao Tzu is a night owl, have you heard of a night owl, the scientific name is owl......

The painted eagle wings of the delta wings are blue-gray for the sake of concealment during the day. If anyone sees it during the day, it must be misunderstood, but at night......

"Boom ......"

it, night owls, why don't you fight too......

Zhang Sixing was very nervous in the sound of the cannon, after all, the strongest part of the delta wing is the skeleton, but that thing is only made of earth fiberglass, not to mention that it can't withstand shells even if it is a machine gun bullet.

"Whoosh ......"

The screech of the cannonballs swept near the delta wing, and even close enough to make Yelena scream downward,

"You ...... Can you see clearly, it's Miss Ben passing by, holding an anti-aircraft gun and just fighting indiscriminately. ”

I don't know if the people below heard Yelena's voice, and there were loud and sharp hooligan whistles from the place where the cannon had just been fired.

"Bastard, when the old lady goes down, I must let you ......"

Yelena screamed twice, and suddenly thought of something and hurriedly stopped it. Then through the semi-rigid combat vest, the still soft body was attached to Zhang Sixing's back, and he explained in a low voice of grievance,

"I, I...... They...... Actually, I'm usually very ladylike......"

Listening to Yelena's voice, Zhang Sixing recalled the telegram sent by Hansen from Jinling, and his heart was relieved.

Looking down at his dashboard, the instruments on the trike were pitiful, with only a simple altimeter, fuel gauge, and compass.

"Twenty meters, turn on the lights, and light the way for everyone. Don't worry about anti-aircraft guns, they can't hit such a low ......"

With Zhang Sixing's greeting, Yelena tore off the "self-inflating gas lamp" that had been covered.

Incandescent light instantly shone from the sky, illuminating the pavement diagonally below like a cylindrical cover.

Then Zhang Sixing maintained hovering in the air at about twenty meters, watching the delta wings under his hands glide smoothly one by one.

Originally, he was still a little worried, after all, many of the soldiers in Hu Yang's reconnaissance company were newly recruited. Fortunately, the delta wing is a safe flying tool, as long as you don't play stunts to the death, even if the pilot loses consciousness in the air, he will not fall to death.

Zhang Sixing is full of hope for the delta wing, after all, he doesn't have to build a tower crane like Mao Zi did in World War II to allow soldiers to practice parachuting.

In particular, he had just seen someone replicating a raft made of oil drums at the docks, which gave him more ideas.

The Yangtze River and the Yellow River can be used as the strategic arteries of China at this time, and only more ships are needed. Then a large raft with carbon monoxide or a steam engine should be enough without fighting.

Finally, one by one, the delta wings fell down the wide road below, and Zhang Sixing was the last to leave the sky and slowly land on the ground.

While he was still in the running stage, the sound of a motorcycle was heard. Although the incandescent light of the gas lamp could only illuminate the vicinity because of the slipping stage, Zhang Sixing still saw clearly with the eyes of a sniper that it was a group of soldiers wearing the clothes of the fruit army.

"It is estimated that this is the military police of the Wuhan Garrison Headquarters, I'm afraid they are not here to greet us."

While thinking in his heart, Zhang Sixing stepped on the brakes, and the light delta wing quickly stopped.

"Hoo ......"

Yelena, who was sitting behind her, hugging Zhang Sixing like an octopus, finally let go of her limbs and came down from the delta wing, and the woman wanted to fix her hair for the first time. But when he reached out and touched it, it was a steel helmet with strips of cloth, so he had to give up this action.

"Stop coming, we are a paratrooper school directly under the German Officer Advisory Corps, collect all the guns, don't cause misunderstandings."

As soon as the motorcycle coming from the opposite side heard that it was a unit directly under the German Officers' Advisory Group, it immediately stopped the motorcycle, and then someone trotted over.

"German Officers' Advisory Corps? Paratrooper School, is your headmaster, Major Zhang, here? ”

Zhang Sixing was a little surprised, he didn't expect that there were still people in Wuhan who knew about him, so he had to throw the matter of folding the delta wing to others, and he stood up to say hello.

"I just, what's the matter?"

"I didn't say you, Major Zhang, even if you were a German officer, you shouldn't have skimmed over the docks at night. Now is the important time for the factory to move inward, and you know how long it will be delayed to create a mess at the docks? ”

A series of questions with a bad tone rushed towards him, and he could hear it just by listening to the voice, and the people who came were angry.