The shooter immediately swung the muzzle of his gun around, then realized he didn't have enough elevation. At that moment, a private hefted the tripod of the machine gun, raising the muzzle higher.
The machine gunner immediately opened fire.
The tracer rounds futilely tried to stop the fleet of aircraft.
Just then, a rocket rose from the ground, its head blooming with a Venus-like glow in the sunset.
Divine Arrow!
The enemy's lead plane scrambled to evade but was overtaken by the Divine Arrow as it curved in pursuit, plummeting to the ground with thick smoke and flames trailing behind.
The remaining enemy planes, unsure of how many more Divine Arrows there were, immediately turned to disengage, swiftly descending to treetop level and sped off.
At that moment, a flare shot up from the mountaintop.
A yellow flare.
Yesterday, when the enemy had ceased their attack, Wang Zhong had seen such a flare too.
It must be the signal to stop the attack.
