Brigadier Wu Qiujian of the 88th Division's Supplementary Brigade really felt like his eyes had been opened.
With the words "Night attacks start from the air", he understood why Hansen had assigned him all the matters at night.
I saw the second lieutenant named Hansen leading a team of people to pull out a roll of stuff from nowhere, and then began to assemble it in the dark.
Then a large black triangular thing was assembled, and then Lieutenant Hansen got under it, not knowing what he was busy with.
After a while, the sound of a motorcycle engine came, but the sound was a bit strange, much quieter than an ordinary motorcycle. The exhaust pipe with a muffler structure will of course reduce the sound.
Then a gust of wind blew by, and the triangular thing, which had only a thick frame and was covered with satin, actually flew up.
"Oh my god, what is that thing that can actually fly people up there?"
Under Wu Qiujian's exclamation, the delta wing flew up into the black sky without any danger.
In addition to his own equipment, Hansen also brought an additional flare gun. This thing is very troublesome to shoot and load, but the commander said that even tracer eggs are not as effective as the flare gun against those balloons.
Hansen has always strictly followed Zhang Sixing's orders. The only thing that made him a little sad was that Zhang Sixing also ordered him.
"If there is an accident, just run away towards Niushou Mountain. The Japs won't care much. If you can't escape, you are allowed to surrender, but all the equipment will be burned by me, and nothing will be left for the Japs."
Flying the delta wing into the sky, Hansen knew the danger of flying alone at night, but Zhang Sixing had to lead nineteen other delta wing aircraft to conduct a night attack on the Japanese positions.
Two battalions from the Parachute School were dispatched, and the logistics battalion of the reconnaissance company also carried gasoline barrels and cannons on poles. There were about 1,700 people along the way.
On the other side were the three reconnaissance battalions of the Eighty-Eighth Division with about 2,000 people. They were the main force of the attack. However, they could only enter after bombing and artillery shelling. In addition, Zhang Sixing equipped all the night attack troops with a new weapon.
Not long after Hansen left, several Kongming lanterns rose into the sky. However, during the ascent, the lampshades were covered with black cloth, so no light could be seen from the outside.
This is of course for the purpose of night navigation, but it is a bit dangerous during the take-off stage. After it actually takes off, even if the Japanese use heavy artillery to blow it up, it doesn't matter.
Then Zhang Sixing could fly over with his team and set fire to them from the sky.
Hansen's mission was to blind the Japanese artillerymen - those artillery launch balloons that floated in the sky and served as aerial lights at night.
I'm so lucky, those guys all have their lights on at night.
Compared to Zhang Sixing and others who used Kongming lanterns to navigate, Hansen felt that he was lucky.
At least at this time, he only needed to look at the Japanese launch balloon to roughly know his altitude. Moreover, the delta wing was relatively slower and safer.
Compared with land, moving from the air is much faster than on the ground. After flying several thousand meters, Hansen discovered those balloons swaying in the wind like frivolous gray rags in the night.
He turned around and flew towards a balloon, but he was soon spotted by the Japanese artillery observer on duty on the balloon.
"Bah, bah, bah"
The flashes of pistol shots look like firecrackers in the night sky,
Is it a southern-style pistol? I heard from the commander that it is even difficult to commit suicide with that kind of pistol. If the skull is slightly harder, the bullet will not be able to penetrate it. It is such a small Japan that it can't even imitate it well.
How could an aggressive cowboy like Hansen let go of this level of resistance? He raised the hp90 short assault rifle on his chest and sprayed out a stream of silent bullets when he raised his hand.
Damn you little devils, use your pistol to compare with my short thrust and see how I train you.
While he was muttering, a strong flash of light passed by. It was the Japanese artillery observer on the balloon, who was shining a searchlight on him to interfere with his upcoming attack.
Bastard, bastard...
With his eyes blurred, Hansen stretched out his hand to block the light of the searchlight, then pulled the joystick and the delta wing flew upwards.
Seen from above, the huge balloon is really a good target. Take out the signal gun and raise your hand towards the huge balloon, which is a red signal egg.
Watching the balloon begin to burn, it was just a small hole at first, but as the hydrogen leaked, a larger flame burned.
"Be careful, hydrogen mixed with air may explode, so if I were you, I would light the other person's balloon and leave quickly."
Thinking of Zhang Sixing's words in his mind, Hansen controlled the delta wing and launched a balloon towards another school.
At this time, he was dozens of meters higher than those of the school launch balloons. Due to the angle, the Japanese on the school launch balloons could not attack him with guns.
Of course, the searchlight couldn't shine on him. Only the observers on the balloon in the distance used searchlights to look for him in the air.
But it didn't matter anymore. With the time they had to search, Hansen could have fired another flare and burned the other school launch balloon into a big fireball.
This time he saw the artillery observer on the balloon. When he felt that the balloon was descending rapidly, he threw away everything he could on the balloon, regardless of whether it would kill or burn the Japanese soldiers below.
As Hansen took out the artillery fire balloons floating in the air one by one, the "eyes" that prevented the ground troops from advancing finally lost their effect.
At this time, Zhang Sixing had already flown with his men to the position where the ground troops were about to launch an attack and were guarded by a Japanese squadron.
He stared at the ground, which was so dark that it was almost impossible to distinguish the square positions separated by barbed wire. Unfortunately, even his falcon-like eyes could not penetrate the blackness of the night.
"call out"
A signal flare that came out of nowhere suddenly appeared on the ground, pointing right at them and preparing to attack a Japanese camp.
They were sniper scouts conducting emergency reconnaissance. They had just fired a signal flare, and the sound of grenade launchers could already be heard in the Japanese military camp.
"Bo"
The flare lights up in the sky above where the flare was just launched, illuminating the area where the flare was just launched.
I hope they've all left and won't be waiting to be bombed, but it doesn't matter, the fire is about to start anyway.
At the moment before dropping the bomb, Zhang Sixing looked at the artillery school fire balloons still burning and falling in the distance, and carefully observed the positions of the Japanese 114th Division by the firelight in the sky.
To put it simply, this is a circular front.
Generally speaking, this kind of trench line is used for defense, especially when being surrounded. However, when the 114th Division was in an offensive situation, it actually established such a defense line to protect itself at night.
In addition, the core position has an artillery position and a command post which should be the core of the entire division.
"Second team, this is the captain of the first team. Have you seen the core of the circular defense line clearly?"