The plate armor has the characteristic of bevel defense, and the surface is either a shuttle or an angle, which is why it looks so weird. Flash Dance

"Give me the helm!" Fang Buwei took two steps forward and sat in the position of the gunner.

The tail of the plate touched the steel gunner's chair and a crisp crashing sound was detected.

Is this vest iron?

The gunner was dumbfounded.

"Why, I still ordered you not to move?"

Fang Buwei thought that the gunner was hesitating, so he pulled his sleeve with his hand, revealing the epaulettes.

"No...... No, that's not what I meant......" The gunner waved his hand repeatedly.

"That's good!" Fang Buwei slapped off the gunner's hand and stepped on the wheel with his foot.

This was his first time with machine guns, and he had to get familiar with them quickly.

The machine gun is a direct fire, there is no need to calculate the amount of advance, just aim.

The principle is simple.

The gunner adjusts the muzzle height by himself with a pedal wheel, and the helmsman is responsible for steering.

If there is no helmsman, the gunner can also jump off the gun chair himself, fire the gun with one hand, raise the other hand, and then use the strength of his body to push the direction.

Without waiting for a few fiddling sessions, the devil's plane came.

Fang Buwei quickly lowered the muzzle of the gun, lowered his head again, and glanced at the ruler.

The distance is at least two kilometers away, and it is useless to fire the cannon now.

But Fang Buwei resolutely shot at him.

The bullet hit the blades of the plane, splashing a few sparks. 35xs

The muzzle of the cannon and the fire successfully attracted the attention of the exhaust officers.

The pilot sneered and pulled up slightly.

But this machine gun didn't know what was wrong and didn't even fire?

Golden opportunity!

The pilot suddenly became excited, deflected the direction slightly, and flew in the direction of the direction.

The devil is dangling?

Seeing the plane flying straight towards him, Fang Buwei's heartbeat accelerated violently.

The plane flew closer and closer, and Fang Buwei just lowered the angle of the muzzle, but did not fire a single shot.

"Sir, hit......" the helmsman urged.

"Spank a fart!" Fang Buwei said angrily.

Firing within a kilometer is a waste of bullets.

Fang Buwei couldn't hold his breath, but the other machine guns couldn't hold their breath.

A rain of fire greeted the devil's plane.

Fang Buwei could even hear the sound of bullets hitting the armor of the plane.

But the eggs are useless.

More than a kilometer, it is impossible to penetrate the armor at all.

When the parallel distance was nearly a thousand meters, the devil's plane suddenly began to reduce its altitude.

The speed of the aircraft was extremely fast, and most of the machine guns did not even have time to turn and adjust the muzzles.

"Keep an eye on Lao Tzu......" Fang Buwei reminded the helmsman.

Staring at the ...... I'm going to be killed by you......

The helmsman finally understood that Fang Buwei was deliberately leading the plane this way.

The plane was getting faster and lower, and the Japanese pilots could even see the panicked expression on the helmsman's face.

It seems that this machine gun is really broken, great......

Well, what about the gunners?

How is there only a strange hat?

Let's talk about it!

Entering the effective firing range, the pilot's face showed a sinister smile and he pressed the button of the onboard machine gun.

The "Dangdangdang......" bullet hit the armor of the machine gun, splashing dense sparks.

The loader and the helmsman hid on the left and right sides of Fang Buwei, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"When...... While! Two bullets passed through the lookout and hit Fang Buwei's head.

It was as if someone had smashed a hammer head-on, and Fang Buwei's head fell back violently, almost spraining his neck bone.

"Huh"

Another bullet hit the edge of the lookout, and with a sharp turn, it shot into Fang Buwei's big arm.

The bullet pierced through the muscles, followed by a bloody arrow.

A heart-piercing pain struck, and Fang Bu was not a straight tooth flower.

These three bullets aroused Fang Buwei's anger.

"Good fight!" Fang Buwei gritted his teeth and endured the great pain, roared angrily, and pulled the trigger violently.

A line of fire rushed straight towards the plane.

"Dangdang......" Seeing the engine wheel blades flying rapidly, the Japanese pilot was startled, and suddenly released the machine gun button and pulled up the height.

I want to run, it's late!

Fang Buwei held the trigger with both hands, the wheel under his feet stepped fast, the machine gun rose higher and higher, the front sight never left the plane, and the lines of fire hit the plane accurately until the plane flew over Fang Buwei's head.

"Turn!" Fang Buwei yelled.

Turn?

Where to turn?

The helmsman subconsciously pushed a gunner chair that was not right.

"I'll fuck you......"

Fang Buwei jumped up like flying, kicked backwards with a hind hoof, and the helmsman was kicked and flew out.

No wonder the other skilled hands are dead, and this bastard can still live until now?

The special one only cared about saving his life, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, and the direction was directly reversed, almost hitting the head of the filler.

The "to the left" side did not raise the muzzle of the cannon at a rapid pace, and at the same time reminded the loader.

The loader held the bullet chain in one hand and pushed the bullet box in the other, and followed quickly without moving.

At most three seconds, the plane has already flown a hundred meters.

Because of the excessive force, the pain in his left arm was stronger than a while, and Fang Buwei gritted his teeth, so he took it as if it was not his own, and angrily pulled the trigger.

The lines of fire shot accurately into the back of the plane's abdomen.

Fang Buwei could even see the bullets sparkling on the fuselage.

After nearly ten seconds of shooting, the plane horse flew out of the optimal range of the machine gun, and a slightly larger flame came out of the tail of the plane, which was immediately blown out by the wind and turned into smoke.

Fang is not ecstatic.

Where's the hit?

Well, that's not right!

The plane is smoking, but the direction of flight has not changed?

It's definitely not a fuel tank, otherwise it would have exploded early.

Damn, Bai was happy.

Just because the plane is smoking doesn't necessarily mean that it can't continue to drive.

Fang Bu gritted his teeth with hatred.

He was still in a rage, when he suddenly saw another string of sparks coming out of the tail of the plane, and then something seemed to fall.

Then the plane paused suddenly, like a vehicle moving at high speed, and the feeling of being hit on the brakes.

Fang Buwei's eyes widened violently.

What's going on?

The piece that fell from the tail of the plane flew closer and closer, and finally hit the ground, sending a puff of smoke and dust.

Fang Buwei saw very clearly, it was half of the tail of the plane.

He went to see the plane again.

I don't know if it is the nature of inertia, the plane taxied forward for dozens of meters, and then suddenly tilted sharply and planted obliquely to the ground.

hit, Lao Tzu hit......

"Liu Xuwu, Lao Tzu avenged you......"

Fang didn't roar for looking up to the sky.

Everyone in the position was stunned to see that the plane was like a large one, slanted into the ground, and then exploded into a huge flame.

At this point, the two planes dispatched by the Japanese army this time all fell into the position of the 523rd Regiment.

"Hooray...... Hooray......" The whole position set off one wave after another.