After returning to the "Tianhe" space carrier, Colonel Tariq was very worried about the situation we had brought back, and he was also very aware of the flaws in the armed defense of the base, but it was by no means easy to immediately station the air defense missile unit inside the experimental base, because the air defense radar and the communication system of the launch base were incompatible, which would seriously affect the normal operation of the electronic systems of the five Arks at the experimental base. However, if the ground-based air defense system is deployed in a strip area far away from the experimental base, it cannot effectively resist the vertical attack formed by the alien team from space to the earth. Faced with this dilemma, the battle-hardened Colonel Tariq was not sure of his mind for a while, and paced around the command room in a frenzy.

Vice Admiral Zhang Xunshuo, the deputy commander of the ship, put forward a proposal to station a part of the air and space fighters on the other side of the synchronous orbit to form a negligent defense system. While passing through the earth's orbit, the space carrier leaves a part of the air and space fighters at the position corresponding to the diameter, and after the space carrier circles the opposite position of the synchronous orbit, it leaves a part of the air and space fighters. Each team has 50 air-space fighters stationed in synchronous orbit, and shifts are changed every 90 minutes to allow the pilots to rest. This decision was quickly implemented and, as a result, the resolution of electromagnetic compatibility problems arising from the deployment of ground-based anti-aircraft missiles was prolonged. Although this tactic has formed a very tight cordon on our base in geosynchronous orbit, what is worrying is that we are particularly worried that alien forces will invade the earth from the north and south poles of the earth. In this way, the forces we deploy at the Earth's equator will be useless and will even create a very passive situation.

"It would be great if our aerospace fighters could break free from the Earth's gravity, get out of the airway from the synchronous orbit, and fly freely in space!" Colonel Tulik sighed as he stood on the deck and looked out at the dark cosmic backdrop above the Earth's North Pole.

I replied, "If only the Mir Super Fighter and the Angel military plane were here, those two fighters equipped with the core of the Time Shuttle would definitely be able to turn the situation around." The Angel military plane arrived on the "Taoyuan" star smoothly with a group of scientific research personnel, and the Mir super fighter was only heavily damaged by the alien troops when it returned to Earth from the battlefield of Saturn.

In the following days, I led the new pilots to learn and sum up some practical experience in the land-based base. The soldiers had great respect for me, a soldier from four years ago, and when they learned that I had been a commander and fighter of the "Peace Mission" operation, they could not help but become more mysterious about my past and identity, and in their spare time, the soldiers would always ask me to tell them about my personal "heroic deeds".

Every time this happens, I always laugh awkwardly, I don't feel that I am different from others in any place, what can I tell everyone? I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, my father would always tell me about my grandfather's glory days on the battlefield. I never get tired of listening to my father's wonderful narration, and I always feel that the history of the Anti-Japanese War of the older generation is the greatest and most glorious deed. So I digressed the topic and tried to tell you about the great achievements laid by the older generation before the founding of New China. As soon as the soldiers heard about the War of Resistance Against Japan, which is a war theme that everyone loved, they applauded happily one by one and couldn't stop applauding loudly.

Under the woods at the edge of the training ground, the sun that had just begun summer fell on people through the dense leaves, and they didn't feel hot at all. The warriors sat cross-legged on the ground with happy smiles on their faces, waiting for me to speak. I cleared my throat and tried to recall the best part my father had told me, which was the old man Wang Xian, the mighty teacher of our neighboring village.

My ancestors served in the army, and when I mentioned this, my heart was immediately full of pride, and my comrades-in-arms asked me, who were the soldiers of your ancestors? I replied, "My wife, my grandfather, my grandfather, and me." Although more than 100 years have passed since those histories, the arduous struggles of the older generation have made indelible contributions to our beautiful socialism today. My wife followed the Tianping Heavenly Kingdom to the Jintian Rebellion, and of course I was more or less exposed to some foreign cultures, including religions, so the tradition of believing in Christianity continues in my family to this day. My grandfather was a revolutionary party back then, and he overthrew the late Qing government with the banner of Mr. Sun's "the world is for the public"; My grandfather was a member of the Eighth Route Army, and his life witnessed the tenacious and unyielding sleeping lion character of the Chinese nation, and after defeating the Japanese devils, he pacified the Kuomintang reactionaries, and then participated in the Volunteer Army to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. His life can really be said to be a life of Rong Ma.

Speaking of my grandfather's generation, it was the darkest time in Chinese history, the Japanese invaded, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party struggled, everyone was hungry and cold, and small Japan alone made the entire land of China ruined. My grandfather Zhang Youfu is the second in the family line, the eldest is called Zhang Youlu, the Zhang brothers rented a few acres of corn land in the landlord's old rich house, this year is summer, hoeing weeds in the field, lying in the corn field to rest. The eldest Zhang Youlu asked the second child: "Erdan, the king of the big family in the east of our village is marrying a daughter-in-law today, let's go over and have fun?" How lively it is for people to beat gongs and drums! Maybe there are white flour buns on the dinner table in people's yards, if you're lucky, hey! You can also get a bottle of "Yutang Spring Wine"! Zhang Youfu closed his eyes, looking already tired and listless, and spoke in an angry voice: "Cut!" You think it's beautiful, the king of the people is a rich family, and the one who invites is either the landlord or the old wealth or the official, I think it's just because you, a poor bachelor with only a pair of torn pants on your body, people are asking for food! It's okay not to beat you out, so as to save the bride from getting your bad luck! ”

Zhang Youlu stood up teng, pointed to Zhang Youfu who was still lying on the ground, stared at the round mouse eyes and scolded: "You coward, I think you are unproductive, you can only be looked down upon for a lifetime, you don't have a good look at your eldest brother, I am also a big shopkeeper of the Zhang family, I don't believe that he can still give some thin noodles, if you feel that you are not qualified to go, I will not force you, when I come back from his house after eating enough meat and drinking enough wine, don't be greedy, maybe, I can still have the pleasure of seeing the bride's face," said him, with a slight evil smile on his face, and he proudly dropped his hoe and swaggered away.

Zhang Youfu took out a dry and hard, slag cornmeal nest from the cloth bag and gnawed it slowly, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the gap between the leaves of the corn seedlings, he also knew that he was poor, and he was far from the big family Wang Gangzi in terms of personality, but even if he never drank Yutang Chun again, he never gnawed white flour, and he was happy with others, talking and laughing, and the life of big fish and meat was not greedy, he always felt that as long as he worked hard for a few years, life would always get better. He scooped up the melon scoop and drank a sip of cold water, and then lay down in the cornfield and fell asleep.

Let's talk about Zhang Youlu again, he rushed back to the village almost all the way under the sun, for fear that the banquet would be dispersed, and he wouldn't even be able to pick up a bun dregs. Thinking of the white-faced steamed buns, Zhang Youlu quickened his pace and rushed to the village, to say that the village was a few miles away from his family's cornfield, and it was also a mountain road, but driven by the white-faced steamed buns, Zhang Youlu finally returned to the village before the bride's sedan chair entered the alley. Zhang Youlu was very happy in his heart, even happier than his own daughter-in-law, followed the sedan chair and a group of lively little hairy children around the sedan chair, seeing that he was about to enter the yard, but was scolded by the bookkeeper and was turned away, the reason is very simple, you are too tattered, and you have not brought a heavy courtesy. Zhang Youlu was like a deflated balloon, and he no longer had the excitement just now, so he stood outside the door and watched the suona class beating gongs and drums. That's the difference between personality, and in that society, what is personality? It's money, if you don't have money, don't talk about dignity and personality.

Just when the bride had just gotten off the sedan chair and the firecrackers were ringing out, a shuttle of machine guns rang out outside the village,—— little devil is coming! In these years, whenever the little devil enters the village, he will first shoot a shuttle machine gun, which is estimated to mean to give the Tuba Road ambush in the village a dismount. However, the Eighth Route Army would also shoot one or two shots when it entered the village, and due to the lack of guns and ammunition, the Eighth Route Army was always reluctant to shoot, and sometimes they simply did not shoot. At that time, the common people had never seen a gun in their waists, thinking that as long as they were carrying a gun, they were bad people, so one or two shots were a signal to the villagers that we were eight roads, and the villagers were right. However, the machine gun sound of this little Japanese child is extremely deterrent, and several sharp machine gun sounds broke the celebratory atmosphere, and the people who gathered outside the gate to watch the excitement thought that the firecrackers had gone off at first, but the firecrackers should be in the yard? Why did you go outside the village? The big guys, including the bride and groom, were stunned for a moment, and then they understood: the Japanese are coming, run!

Although the Japanese don't come every day, and every time they come, it's not the same group of Japanese soldiers, but the way to enter the village is the same, and the people in the village have emergency countermeasures. I heard my grandmother say that at first, the Japanese saw that the village was full of old people and children, and there were no young strong men to catch to work, so they turned around and left. Today is different, because there are too many people in the small alley, and the little devil came very suddenly, so most of the people in the village couldn't run. After the little devil entered the village, he saw that the big family in the village was marrying relatives and the banquet in the courtyard had not moved the chopsticks, and he immediately shouted happily: "Yo Xi Yo Xi!" There is a wine and meat ground! "It's rare to have such a good opportunity to eat and drink happily after a few years of marching. Commander Jun Cao pulled out his Oriental sword and pointed at the crowd and shouted, "Kill the ground"! ...... Countless villagers fell in pools of blood...... At that time, women were still popular to wrap their small feet, the bride was a girl with small feet, she couldn't run, and the groom didn't know where to run for his life, leaving the bride behind, it is estimated that this was related to the patriarchal social atmosphere at that time. The bride hid alone in the house and cried quietly, but in the end she was discovered by the little devils......

Zhang Youfu, who was sleeping in the cornfield, was awakened by the sudden sound of machine guns, and sat up on the ground, he also knew that whenever the machine guns sounded, it must be a big deal, but he didn't dare to go back to the village with a hoe to confront the Japanese army, if he waited until the Japanese army left, and then returned to the village, then he might be the only one left alive. Hesitating, he suddenly thought of the neighboring village teaching Mr. Wang Xian, this Mr. Wang Xian was originally a teacher, due to the Japanese invasion of China, there are no students in his own small private school, he himself relies on some knowledge, but also in the form of guerrillas to deal with the Japanese army, Wang Xianxian because he is a teacher, in the eyes of the villagers is good, plus now he is fighting in small Japan, his reputation is higher, and there are more and more soldiers under his command.

Zhang Youfu didn't think much about it, so he ran to the neighboring village of Wangzhuang along the field path, wanting to find Mr. Wang as soon as possible to move some rescuers. The small dirt road in the field was full of potholes, and it took a lot of effort to find Mr. Wang, who knew that as soon as he saw Mr. Wang, he was scolded by others. It turns out that Mr. Wang is a well-paid person, originally he is learned and cultivated, and he can't see the reckless villagers lose his temper in front of him, but although this Mr. Wang is a learned person, he is also an acute person, that is, scolding people is to pick up ugly words and scold, and some words simply can't be written on paper. Mr. Wang was sitting at home on the Taishi chair under the big tree and reading a book, when he saw Zhang Youfu panting and out of breath when he spoke, he suddenly became angry and jumped up from the Taishi chair: "What kind of fart does the baby have, hurry up!" Lao Tzu was panicked for you...... "Zhang Youfu saw that this Mr. Wang was in his sixties, and he started a fire, and this posture was no worse than that of a young man with strong blood." was so frightened that he stammered all of a sudden: Wang ...... Wang Lao...... Old sir, the day ......" "Day by day, day by day, day by day, what the fuck!" Mr. Wang waited impatiently and scolded again. "Japan," Zhang Youfu swallowed: "Machine gun...... Machine gun ...... It's ringing". "It's your business when people shoot! Ran to find Lao Tzu to do something"! Mr. Wang was about to turn around and go back to the house, when he suddenly felt that Zhang Youfu was saying that the Japanese had entered the village, so he suddenly turned around and asked Zhang Youfu: "Where is the machine gun?"

Zhang Youfu seemed to have just recovered his breath and was able to speak clearly: "Our village ...... Village Dongtou, Mr. ...... Help, old man! After that, his legs were weak, and I don't know whether to kneel down for Mr. Wang, or if he collapsed from exhaustion, he crawled to the ground with a "plop".

Now Mr. Wang understands that it is a little Japanese child, usually this little Japanese is only in the stronghold in the city, near the turret, today into the village is still an unusual thing, dare to feel that this is his own door, how can there be no reason not to say hello. By the way, he threw the book on the Taishi chair, returned to the house, took out the box cannon in the quilt nest, and said goodbye to the waistband of his trousers: "Go!" Lead the way for Lao Tzu in front," said that, he turned over and rode on the big red mule tied under the Tsubaki tree in the courtyard. In fact, Mr. Wang knows how to go to the neighboring village, but at this time he is doing it for himself. Zhang Youfu looked at Mr. Wang alone, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Old man, shouldn't you go into battle alone!" "Less nonsense, let's go assemble the team first!"

Zhang Youfu thought that Mr. Wang's family had people and horses ready every day, but he didn't expect that people and horses would have to come and call. Just as he was wondering, he walked out of the gate, and saw that there were already many militiamen waiting outside the courtyard gate. Mr. Wang couldn't help but scold again: "You Bang turtle grandson, you are quite in line with my character!" The old men of this province are going to call you one by one. ”

I only heard someone in the crowd say: "Teacher Wang, we have already heard the sound of machine guns, so don't we hurry up and wait for you to make a speech."

It turned out that Mr. Wang was old and his ears were useless, so he was stunned that he couldn't hear the gunshot. But he still wants to save face: "Lao Tzu also heard it, Lao Tzu just wanted that little dog to come to Lao Tzu's door, so that Lao Tzu could teach him a good lesson...... Did you bring everything with you? "It's all with you!"

Mr. Wang is talking about the guy, it's not a gun, a cannon, if you want to talk about a gun, it's the only one he has, it's an old shell gun, and there are only two bullets, and the rest of the people are copying some hoes and sickles kitchen knives in their hands, but just with these guys in people's hands, they are often scared of the little devils stationed in the Chengguan Turret.

"Okay! Blessed Son! Lead the way for Lao Tzu in front." Zhang Youfu followed the field path he ran just now, led Mr. Wang's team, and rushed back in a hurry.

The machine guns of the little devils in the village had long since stopped, and the Japanese devils in the yard were eating with round stomachs, sitting on the ground and burping, and some of them simply drank and drank so drunk that they couldn't afford to climb up. At this moment, Mr. Wang's men arrived, and since they did not have guns in their hands, when they ran into the village, they all shouted loudly together to scare away the devils with the momentum of the masses. Mr. Wang knew that he didn't have any decent furniture in his hand to fight against the devil, so he told the big guy in advance, if he could pick up the gun, he would pick it, and if he couldn't pick it, he would run, but don't lose his life. But he's said this more than a thousand times, and everyone who works with him knows it. So the big guys shouted "Kill, kill!" together! Zhang Youfu also followed, shouting loudly as he ran.

The little devils in the village, because they had never been resisted by the guerrillas in the village, were completely negligent in their precautions when they were eating and drinking, and suddenly heard the killing cries of a large number of men and horses not far away, and in a panic, they could not find their guns. In the past, he would never have had a head-on battle with the Japanese devils, but today he may have run into the courtyard full of Japanese soldiers because he was not blocked by the little devils. I saw that the courtyard was full of the corpses of the villagers lying on the ground. When he came back to his senses, he really made a big jump, but he immediately found that the Japanese troops in the courtyard had completely lost their combat capability, and he was overjoyed: "Guys, hurry, pick up the gun!" "Everyone was a little scared just now, afraid of the Japanese machine guns, Toyo swords, and even the dead Japanese corpses. However, under Mr. Wang's shouting, there were some boldness in his heart, and a few bold people took a few Japanese guns, although they didn't know how to use them, and they didn't even understand how to hold guns, but they also scared a few slightly sober little devils and quickly raised their hands. Zhang Youfu also fished out a "38 big cover", he saw his eldest brother Zhang Youlu in the pile of dead, he couldn't help but burst into tears, crying loudly to shoot, kill a few Japanese to avenge his brother. Mr. Wang spoke slowly, and the angry crowd killed several Japanese soldiers in an instant. However, Mr. Wang saw the murderous posture of his men with angry eyes one by one, so he took advantage of this courage to turn over and get off the mule, and snatched the Oriental sword of the commander of Jun Cao and pinned it to his belt.

After a long time, the Japanese devils, who gradually sobered up, found that they were surrounded by dirt and eight roads, and they were also disarmed in a daze, their nervous legs trembled, and they couldn't raise their hands, and they consciously stood in a row and waited for the head of the Eighth Route Army to give a lecture. Commander Jun Cao also stood beside the team and waited to speak.

Mr. Wang's men all held the Japanese army's "38 big cover" and a machine gun, and some of them had no shoes to wear, so they simply put the big-headed military shoes on the little devils' feet on their own feet, and most of the little devils had no shoes on their feet, standing in the courtyard full of ashes. Mr. Wang paced around in front of the Japanese army with his hands behind his back, and took out the appearance of teaching in a private school to teach the Japanese: "This, ah...... I see that you are all well fed, and you have a good life in your red plaster country (the revolutionary martyrs of the older generation called the Japanese flag the plaster flag), but you have to be cheeky to come to us to be rubbed...... Ah, today I will spare a dog's life on your dog day, ah, if you don't want to die, hurry back to your plaster country, if you are not convinced, go back to the turret and tell you the commander-in-chief of the dog day, and if you dare to come to Wangzhuang to find Lao Tzu together. ”

Let's leave aside how the villagers clean up the aftermath here, and just talk about this group of little devils. It is said that when these devils returned to the turret, they were first slapped a few times by the commander of the turret, Ichiro Murai, pointing at Jun Cao and scolding: "Rice buckets, all rice buckets!" Your land will open the road tomorrow, and the earth eight roads will not be able to catch the land, and you will apologize! "Hey!" Jun Cao covered his face with the palm print on it, turned around and walked out.

The news that Mr. Wang had captured a small group of Japanese equipment spread quickly, and his men were increasing. However, people are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. The news soon reached the ears of the local regular guerrillas, and since they were Mr. Wang's superiors, they immediately rushed to hear the news, and Mr. Wang thought that his superiors were going to make great contributions to him, but he did not expect that as soon as the superior troops arrived, all his weapons and equipment were requisitioned, and it was said that they were all sent to the front, and not only that, but also transferred a part of the militia. This made Mr. Wang angry and scolded, but he scolded and scolded, and after all, he couldn't compete with his superiors. So he was left with a box cannon, two bullets, a big red mule, and a few militiamen.

This is not unlucky, the most unfortunate thing is that not long after the regular army left, the little devils in the Chengguan turret were killed. This time, the little devil dispatched cavalry, and more than 20 people and horses went straight to Wang Zhuang, looking like they were coming to take revenge on Mr. Wang. The murderous atmosphere is soaring, and you can smell the horse's hooves from afar, and the yellow dust is rolling. Mr. Wang knew that something was wrong, and rode a big red mule to lead the militiamen: "Hurry up!" "Say withdraw, where to withdraw? It's just running into the old woods on the mountain. As soon as he ran out of the village, he saw the Japanese cavalry behind him: "Catch it alive!" In the face of the guerrillas led by Mr. Wang, the Japanese army didn't even need to fire their guns, and they all chased after them with oriental katanas in their hands. Mr. Wang looked back, Mom, his body was trembling in the summer, and he led the militia to run away.

Zhang Youfu is a businessman, running everywhere in the world, with strength in his legs, running as fast as the big red mule that Mr. Wang rides. When Mr. Wang saw it, he didn't know whether he was happy or angry, and scolded again: "You coward...... It's so unproductive, a few little devils will scare you like this, and run faster than a rabbit......" Finally got rid of the devil's cavalry, Mr. Wang sat on the loess slope with an old bone, his heart was even wronged, and the fire in his stomach was nowhere to go, but he didn't scold people this time, but turned grief and anger into motivation, and pressure into motivation. Fortunately, he has some knowledge, and as soon as his old eyes roll, he has a plan in his heart.

It turned out that he thought of a brilliant way to deal with the Japanese cavalry: in this old forest, there were many towering elm trees, and some of them were old and hollow, so he ordered someone to sawed two hollow thick elm trees and cut off the crown. After the devils withdrew to the Chengguan Fort, they let the two hollow old elm trees be carried back to the village by the militia. Mr. Wang not only knew how to teach, but this carpenter could also work twice, and in three strokes and two strokes, he cut these two hollow old elm trees into a cannon barrel, with a thick bottom and a thin mouth, and then put many iron hoops on the outside, which became two large cannons. If you want to talk about gunpowder, this is not difficult to get, one nitrate, two sulfur and three charcoal, gunpowder has always been more in China. Then fill some broken pots and bowls of pebbles to enhance the lethality,

He loaded the two earthen cannons and laid an ambush in front of the old mountain forest in order to retreat. First let Zhang Youfu lead a few legs and feet to go to the vicinity of the Chengguan Turret to scold, leading the devil cavalry out of the city, the little Japanese did not expect this Tubalu to be so bold, a few days ago was just chased to the ground, today it came to find rubbish, so more Japanese cavalry were dispatched in the turret, Zhang Youfu looked, run away, the devil will not play with you. They discussed it in advance, scattered and fled, and then met near the old mountain forest to let the devils taste the power of the elm cannon. The Japanese cavalry never expected that these Tubalu were very cunning, and they kept going around the bends, so that the cavalry team did not send a joint operation, and finally they were about to converge near the old woods, but they didn't expect that the Tubalu people were all in the woods. The Japanese cavalry did not expect an ambush here at all and continued to pursue. The militia in ambush in the woods held incense offerings to the temple in their hands, ready to light cannons, Mr. Wang kept shouting: "Don't light the cannons first, it's too far, wait until it's close, and then order," and when the Japanese cavalry was about to chase into the old woods, Mr. Wang gave an order: "Open the cannon"! I only heard two loud "bangs...... Boom ......", the broken pots and pebbles fired out of the cannon bombarded the Japanese cavalry, and most of the men were killed on their backs, and the remaining few wounded soldiers fled back to their strongholds. A few days later, Murai, the commander-in-chief of the devils in the stronghold, sent a letter to Mr. Wang, which roughly said: Your Excellency Wang Prophet, the United Nations international law stipulates that the use of nuclear weapons of mass destruction is not allowed, Mr. Wang, you have violated the law of international conventions, become a war criminal, and should be judged by the people of the world......" Mr. Wang found Li Ergou, who was sharpening scissors and sharpening knives in the city, and this Li Ergou did something sorry for the people in front of the devil, so he asked him to send a letter to the devil. This letter is probably full of swear words, and Mr. Wang's scolding is unpleasant. Where did Li Ergou dare to go, Mr. Wang put the gun on Li Ergou's head, and Li Ergou was immediately frightened and agreed.

Murajing never replied to the letter, and later the Eighth Route Army attacked the city, and the overseas Chinese in Murajing pretended to be peasants and fled. It wasn't until later that Mr. Wang launched a desperate white-knuckle battle with another team of Japanese soldiers due to a serious lack of weapons. Murai himself respects Wang Prophet very much, a teacher who can write and martial arts, and is both wise and brave, and it is estimated that Japanese bushido is also an admiration for the heroes who died tragically on the battlefield until the last moment. When he heard the news, he sent someone to send a large wreath, which was probably the only wreath at the funeral, with the inscription: The defeated Murai Jingbang.

After listening to my wonderful speech, the soldiers stood up from the ground one by one, clapping their hands and applauding loudly one after another. Yes, the revolutionary martyrs of the older generation have made brilliant achievements in the founding of New China by virtue of their patriotic enthusiasm and the spirit of serving the country bravely to kill the enemy. However, can we win this war of invasion by all this alone in the face of an extremely technologically advanced alien enemy?