Far from making Zhang Sixing any easier, the inspection of the Yibin shipyard made time more of a point for him.

A mold was lifted from the riverside hull production line, and the hull, which had been stuck with wax, fell into the river. Immediately, someone climbed a ladder into it and began to install watertight partitions.

Then a completely sealed deck is laid on top of it, and the entire hull is completed. In particular, all the components on the hull are produced in advance, so they can be installed quite quickly.

At this time, the delta wing piloted by Zhang Sixing had already risen into the air, and he couldn't help but open the throttle to the maximum when he looked at it from the air.

At this moment, the trip to Yibin City, in addition to having a full meal, the development of the whole thing made Zhang Sixing's heart like frying.

"Do you think we're going to have headwinds this time?"

Yelena, who was sitting behind Zhang Sixing, wrapped her arms around his waist and asked loudly in his ear,

"Probably not, the wind looks good, the weather is sunny and the visibility is good. In addition, Kunming is ready to greet us, look into the distance, see the bright lights? ”

That's right, the place where the paratroopers school outside Kunming is being built is very eye-catching even if it is seen from a distance of several hundred kilometers under good visibility.

Those are the gas lamps installed on the anti-aircraft generators, which serve the lighting services of various construction sites. If it were just a gas lamp at night, it would look like a faint star. But if a swarm of anti-aircraft generators is illuminating, then the brightness is very strong.

The most regrettable thing is that Zhang Sixing does not have iodine-tungsten bulbs in his hand, otherwise those air defense generators should be equipped with lighting devices with higher brightness and stronger lighting effects.

"Remember to go back and remind me that we have to buy some iodine-tungsten bulbs back, after all, we don't lack electricity now, right?"

Yelena was not interested in these things, but Zhang Sixing was also happy to be quiet.

This will be thinking about another thing in his heart, he should be in a good mood when he talks about this news, but unfortunately he thinks about it with inexplicable sadness and indignation.

The secret telegram was sent by Yamaoka Tetsujiro's chief Nan Pingming from the Shanghai concession, and what Zhang Sixing never expected was that the people from the Kunming Chamber of Commerce would actually go to Shanghai and sell the grain they had hoarded with the intention of making a lot of money from the paratrooper school to Japanese merchants.

This is something that Zhang Sixing never expected, although the paratrooper school did not buy the grain despite the hunger, the purpose was just to force the grain merchants in Kunming to reduce the price. But he never expected that those grain merchants or the Kunming Chamber of Commerce would be so shameless.

At present, Chang Nan Pingming, in the name of the Shanghai concession enterprises, is stretching out their tentacles from the Shanghai market.

The first product is morphine, and at this moment Huaxia is a huge production area of large tobacco soil. The common people needed to buy food for their stomachs, and the warlords needed money to buy foreign weapons, so many people made their fortunes by pointing to the big smoke.

However, for Zhang Sixing, who is familiar with the history of World War II, the war will start soon, and this kind of thing, like medical equipment and instruments, will soon become a hot commodity.

Therefore, as Zhang Sixing once said in the Bureau of the Ministry of Industry, the light industry in the concession will usher in an opportunity for great development after the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression turns inland. And the biggest benefit is that the products there can be marketed all over the world.

After all, there were not only Japanese merchants in the concession, but also merchants from other countries who would be willing to do these businesses. In particular, morphine, as the main product, is produced directly in the place of origin, which is not much cheaper than purchasing raw materials from various countries and then producing them themselves.

Along with the production of morphine, there is also a production line of Western medicine, which was established in the concession area, and will be in large demand by the Japanese in the future. And the best part is that this is a German company, so you don't have to worry about what the Japanese will do.

At that time, Zhang Sixing naturally had a way to get Western medicine to Kunming.

But that's an afterthought, and at this moment he feels inexplicably sad and angry because of the choice of the profiteers in Kunming. As a soldier, he couldn't understand the minds of profiteers anyway. It's like he can't understand those who don't wear kimonos on the streets on the day of the national disaster.

Because of the sadness in his heart, Zhang Sixing was unusually silent along the way. It wasn't until out of the mountainous area that Kunming City was getting closer and closer, and Zhang Sixing began to descend in height with his hands.

At this time, he only had to keep an eye on those anti-aircraft generators, which were generally five hundred meters high. Then when navigating with these things, you just need to keep them at about eye level, so that the altitude will not be too different. As soon as they approached Kunming City, everyone's guard had just been put down, and suddenly a searchlight lit up on the ground.

They stare at the sky with a cruel "gaze" like the eyes of some monster. As the searchlights lit up, the sudden sound of gunfire pierced the night sky.

"Tutu Tu Tu ...... Sudden ......"

There was a string of firing sounds.

The tracer bullet was like a string of weird bugs, sending out a seeping scream and striking straight at the delta wings in the air.

"Dodge ......"

While yelling at the walkie-talkie, Zhang Sixing tilted the joystick, and the delta wing fell diagonally towards the ground.

As he moved, the tracer bullets trailed his delta wing, trailing bright flames. He could feel it, the wing surface was hit. Fortunately, the delta wing did not burn due to the blow of tracer shells, which is probably the best news.

Yelena, who was lying on Zhang Sixing's body, screamed,

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding."

Yes, it can only be a misunderstanding, this is not the front line, how can there be a problem of the garrison shooting at random in the air. Of course, Zhang Sixing had other speculations in his mind, but those speculations were just speculations now.

"Hey, stop fighting, your electricity is still our ......"

Yelena shouted from the delta wing with a sharp voice, after all, anti-aircraft generators are better suited for the battlefield than gasoline generators. At the same time as air defense, it can also provide enough power for searchlights.

"Don't shout, they can't hear you, and I'm worried about ......"

What he didn't say was that Zhang Sixing remembered the secret telegram. Maybe the people of the Kunming Chamber of Commerce are not really inclined to the Japanese in their hearts, but delaying their wealth will really anger them.

Of course, this may be a misunderstanding, but the shadow of the delta wing in the night sky is very different from the shadow of the airplane. Besides, the delta wing has been flying in Kunming for a few days, don't those people in the air defense force still recognize it?

The delta wing was deliberately parked in the air for a few more seconds, enough time for the people on the ground to see who they were hitting.

However, to Zhang Sixing's disappointment, with the light of the searchlight, almost countless bullets were scattered. This time, not only did there have more bullet holes in the wing surface, but there was even a strong vibration on the skeleton in the sound of "Pengpeng".

"The whole team is ready to make a forced landing......"

As Zhang Sixing shouted, the delta wing, which was being chased by bullets, increased the dive angle, and at the same time turned on the headlights in front of his cockpit.

Forced landing, at night, is a very dangerous move.