Lieutenant Han and Zhang Sixing went out of the duty room together, although they were worried about the safety of their old father. But in the face of the old father's decision, Lieutenant Han had no way to stop it.

Outside the door, between the two rows of factories, is a delta wing with its wings re-extended. On both sides of the road are soldiers under Hu Yang, illuminating the road with tactical flashlights, and a series of bright flashlights mark the runway.

Right now, there was a soldier sitting above, and Hu Yang was beside him to the sound of a noisy engine,

"Don't worry if the runway is long enough, climb to 500 meters, be careful not to fly too far, and report your position through the walkie-talkie at any time. Pay attention to the lights that still shine into the sky after the false alarm sounds, and our people remember them with white light. ”

"Guaranteed to get the job done."

The soldiers on the delta wing responded loudly, and from the voice Zhang Sixing, it was clear that they were Hu Yang's men. I have been with him since the time of the miscellaneous barracks, what is Liu Xi's name.

In retrospect, Hu Yang only received less than a squad of soldiers. Eight or nine people, now ...... There should be no more than five. The others should have been ticked off in the old cigarette pouch Li Youtian's notebook.

What a hateful little devil, why do you keep thinking about taking other people's place and guarding your own home?

The sound of the engine increased, the delta wing began to slide, and Liu Xi's delta wing slowly raised the nose of the plane.

The delta wing is easy to fly and can be flown solo with a little training. For a veteran like Liu Xi, it shouldn't be difficult to complete such a task. Zhang Sixing was only worried about whether the middle-aged uncle would be able to recognize the location of the ground when he went to the sky.

Seeing the delta wing rise into the air, Zhang Sixing took Lieutenant Han back to the duty room and began to write the fake warrant again. Military orders will be kept on file, so Lieutenant Han was not embarrassed to take out the warrant on file.

After carefully reading the handwriting and pondering it repeatedly, Zhang Sixing tried to write an order.

After writing it and handing it over to Lieutenant Han, Zhang Sixing felt that he had no bottom in his heart, after all, time was pressing. Although I have been trained to imitate handwriting, it is a pity that this craft has not been used for a long time, and I am afraid it will be difficult to fool around.

Lieutenant Han took the fake warrant written by Zhang Sixing and carefully observed it by the light of the lantern. After looking at it for a long time, he slowly shook his head,

"Major Zhang, it's not that I don't help, but it's a pity that this warrant ...... It's a bit like it, but it's a pity ......."

Zhang Sixing's heart sank,

"It doesn't feel like it's going to be that simple, alas, it's stuck with your own people when you go around. What a ......."

Both Zhang Sixing and Lieutenant Han were a little discouraged that they could not use the rest of the gendarmerie without a fake warrant. If the entire gendarmerie is to be mobilized, then this fake warrant is necessary.

After all, Zhang Sixing's men were less than sixty, and Lieutenant Han's company of gendarmes was less than 200 people. If you want to search the three towns of Wuhan with less than 300 people, it is simply a dream.

"Then are there any people from the 72nd Army, the 74th Army, the 88th Division, the 87th Division, the 58th Division, the 36th Division, the Teaching Army, and the Jinling Military Police Regiment in the garrison here. They know me well, maybe ......"

Hearing Zhang Sixing report a series of numbers, Lieutenant Han explained awkwardly,

"None of these troops are stationed here, I heard that ......"

The pattern of his answer made Zhang Sixing's heart sink, so he had to pick up the warrant again and figure it out.

"No, how about this warrant."

Just when Zhang Sixing and Lieutenant Han both felt that things were difficult, Yelena, who was sitting across the table, handed over a piece of paper.

"Miss Yelena, don't be kidding, it's not as simple as changing the date."

Changing the date is also a solution, Zhang Sixing, who was reminded, took the old warrant and wanted to try to change the date.

However, what he didn't expect was that Yelena raised her doll-like face and a smile like sunshine bloomed in the room. It was as if the dim lanterns in the house had been stimulated, and the lights became brighter.

"Hey, Lieutenant Han, you can see clearly, who told you that it was an old order. The handwriting on it hasn't dried yet, you just have to see if it's the same as your chief's handwriting. ”

When Lieutenant Han looked carefully at the light, Zhang Sixing looked at Yelena in disbelief,

"I didn't expect you to have such a skill, I never knew it."

"You, as long as you're not on the battlefield, you're always a little confused, and you're not afraid that I'll imitate your handwriting and ......"

When he spoke, he pointed Zhang Sixing's head with his slender fingers, and his doll-like face was full of pride.

"And then you sold me, and I have to count the money for you before leaving?"

Seeing Zhang Sixing and her adjusting the spear, Yelena's eyes flashed with some kind of flame. It's a pity that he immediately thought that he was on the battlefield now, so he lowered his red lips and muttered softly,

"Keep your praise and thanks for now, and when we get to Kunming, you will return them to me at once."

And this sentence, Yelena said in German. Lieutenant Han, who was looking at the warrant, raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, and then broke the ambiguity in the hearts of the two by coughing,

"Well, I have to admit that Yelena, what you wrote is really exactly the same as our commander, I really didn't expect ......"

Yelena didn't care about Lieutenant Han's following words, just urged,

"Well, since the warrant I wrote can be faked, then tell me quickly, my dear, what to write, I'm afraid I don't have much time left for us."

One sentence made both Lieutenant Han and Zhang Sixing feel nervous, and their thoughts returned to the battle in front of them.

If there is really a night bombing, then the devil should have received more accurate information. Knowing that the three towns of Wuhan are the main transportation routes, then this should be the place where machines are loaded and weapons and ammunition are hoarded.

If warehouses and docks are blown up, then industrial transfer and material hoarding will be greatly affected. This affects the next battle, which does not determine the outcome of the battle, but it can determine which side has the advantage.

For example, the materials stored in Jinling that could fight with high intensity for three months have become trophies of the Japanese army at this moment. Of course, most of the stragglers collected by Zhang Sixing installed trick mines according to his requirements.

There is no gain in those places, but a lot of casualties.

Thinking of the defense of Jinling, Zhang Sixing suddenly remembered the bright light sprinkled in the sky by hanging self-inflating gas lamps at the head of the city when he was collecting stragglers.

The main disadvantage of night air combat is that it is difficult to observe enemy fighters. Although there is a crescent moon in the night sky at the moment, what if the devil comes in the early hours of the morning.

At that time, the moon was setting and the sky was dark, and the bombing fighters were more difficult to detect by ground fire.

As long as the background is bright, then the figure of the fighter in the sky can be hidden, which can effectively improve the accuracy of ground firepower.

"Lieutenant Han, I hope you can help me find some bamboo strips and silk cloth."

When he said this, Zhang Sixing noticed that Lieutenant Han's face was a little uncertain, and then he understood the reason, and smiled and added,

"Don't worry, Lieutenant Han, I'll pay according to the price."