The second delta wing leader was Hu Yang, who answered through the walkie-talkie,
"Sir, the goal is very clear."
"Go order it for me."
"yes"
The cross-delta wing of the second team turned in the air and ran straight towards the core position of the 114th Division.
However, Populus euphratica's air raid was not smooth, and soon they were illuminated by the searchlights on the artillery school launch balloons.
The Japanese soldiers on the ground, who had been awakened by the alarm, shot into the air with machine guns and rifles. Zhang Sixing watched as the red trajectory of the tracer bullets chased Populus euphratica and their delta wings.
Zhang Sixing, who had been watching them, shouted,
"Climb high, fly left and right, dodge enemy bullets..."
Just as Zhang Sixing was shouting, his flying team had already arrived over the main attacking Japanese position.
Before dropping the bomb, I took the time to look at Populus euphratica's team.
Fortunately, at this time, Hu Yang and the others had already flown over the school launch balloons, and then one signal after another was sent out, and then several school launch balloons were burned into fireballs amidst the screams of the Japanese on the ground.
Relaxed, Zhang Sixing flew the delta wing to increase speed, and then pulled down the bomb release handle.
The homemade clustered napalm eggs hanging under the delta wing were dropped. Inside were homemade napalm eggs that Zhang Sixing had never been willing to use and used to deal with Japanese tanks.
Now that the Japanese have learned to use gas masks to protect themselves from chili bombs, let them experience the pain of having their gas masks melted by the flames and stuck to their faces and unable to be removed.
As the entire delta wing dropped a series of burning eggs, orange flames bloomed on the Japanese army's position. Looking down from the night sky, it was extremely clear and beautiful.
"Beautiful, so beautiful."
Zhu Chi and Gao Zhisong each led their own guard camps. They were lying on the ground looking at the sky.
At this moment, something was spinning in the sky, and then something flew out.
After a moment these things fell to the ground, and a large flame immediately burst into flames.
This is Zhang Sixing's improved napalm cluster bomb. Originally, a delta wing only carried a large cluster bomb weighing 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 causing chaos and fire was too small. So he simply divided them into four parts, each weighing 50 kilograms.
And the situation is simpler than before. There is a bamboo tube in the middle, and the napalm cluster bombs outside are arranged as tightly as corn kernels. When thrown down, the fiberglass shell made of linen automatically pops away.
At this time, the top of the bomb unfolds the rotor made of bamboo mat, and then the entire missile body will rotate rapidly like a bamboo dragonfly. As the centrifugal force of the rotation increases, the locking mechanism of each submunition is released, and then the submunitions are thrown out one by one.
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Just like the bamboo dragonfly, the rotors will carry it along with the wind.
Then the scattered submunitions will draw a long flame trail on the ground as they drift. Although the distribution is not a perfect circle, it also makes it more difficult for people on the ground to predict its landing point.
"Did our air force join the war? How did Principal Zhang mobilize the air force?"
Gao Zhisong, who was full of joy, picked up the telescope and looked into the sky while guessing.
Of course he couldn't find anything. After all, the weather was hazy, and it was like a thick curtain was drawn at night.
But no matter what, the thing blooming in the night sky like this is firstly beautiful, and secondly... it's so damn vicious.
In order to attack the Japanese stronghold, two battalions quietly moved over and lay down about a hundred meters away from the Japanese camp.
It's not that they don't want to move forward, but Zhang Sixing told them to stay too close, especially after the people sent to them clear the way.
As for how to open the way, neither Gao Zhisong nor Zhu Chi knew. They only knew that everyone who came was wearing strange but stylish uniforms and equipment, and each carried several boxes on his back.
They didn't know what it was, and they didn't know what it was used for. They just hoped that those things could really open a passage for them in the layers of barbed wire as Zhang Sixing said.
Why did those guys take their time and not take action? Although Principal Zhang said that he would wait for the cannons on the other side to fire, but seeing how miserable the Japs inside were, why were they waiting for them if they didn't take advantage of the chaos?
The Japanese in the stronghold were indeed burned badly, and the fire was quite strange. Through the telescope, Gao Zhisong could clearly see that there was a Japanese soldier with flames stuck to his arm.
But he couldn't be extinguished by hand, and he couldn't be extinguished by rolling on the ground. Even if his companions brought blankets to cover him, he still couldn't be extinguished.
It's too vicious, the flame is too weird, and it's too vicious...
In fact, when the white phosphorus stuck with oil penetrates into the meat, it will burn more vigorously based on the fat on the human body. If you want to solve the pain, you have to dig out where it sticks.
Looking at this scene, both Gao Zhisong and Zhu Chi felt that it was time to charge. Unfortunately, this night attack was not up to them. If they were asked to wait, they could only wait.
Especially the people who were sent to open the way, obviously would not open the way for them until they got the signal. Even if they got through, they would not be able to get through the barbed wire fence.
Just when they were anxious, a dull "bang" sound suddenly came from somewhere in the night. Gao Zhisong, who had long been accustomed to the sound of gasoline barrel cannons, became interested.
He was half-kneeling, holding a box cannon with a wooden box in his left hand, and a clay grenade in his right hand, with the ring hanging on his finger. As soon as the passage was opened, he rushed over and threw the grenade into the Japanese stronghold.
But in his eyes, a group of grenades seemed to have been poured down from the sky with a basin, and they fell in pieces on the Japanese camp.
The series of explosions were like drumsticks beating fiercely, hitting the excited Gao Zhisong's heart one after another, making his blood-boiling heart beat suddenly faster.
Because the blow from the gasoline barrel cannon was the charge signal he had been waiting for.
"Pass it down, and meet the enemy in covert position."
The battlefield was now in chaos, with gunshots and explosions everywhere. Soldiers from the guard battalions of the 264th Brigade and the 262nd Brigade began to quickly approach the Japanese stronghold.
Suddenly, there was a dense explosion of bombs in the distance, the kind that would light people up like candles.
Gao Zhisong, who was charging this time, saw clearly that it was dropped by something flying in the sky, like an eagle.
Could it be that Principal Zhang is actually psychic, otherwise those giant eagles can help us?
He absolutely didn't believe this, after all, he was also a military academy student.
No matter what he was thinking, he discovered what he was worried about. Those people from the paratrooper school who were responsible for opening the way were still playing with their big boxes, and they didn't know what they were.
Oh, what time is it? Why are these guys so slow? If the Japanese slow down later, it will be difficult to attack again. This damn barbed wire fence.
He turned around and asked,
"Have we brought wire cutters? Come up and help. If the wire fence is not broken, let's..."