This time, the Japanese plane was obviously prepared and flew relatively high, at least 1,500 meters.

At this height, the power of the machine gun is greatly reduced, and even if it can be shot, it cannot penetrate the armor.

The value of the advance amount that Liu Xuwu has to calculate will also increase a lot, and the difficulty of hitting will greatly increase.

But for the Japanese planes, flying so high is not a small disadvantage.

First, the accuracy of bomb drops has been greatly reduced.

A height of more than 1,000 meters, even a bomb weighing nearly ton will float.

In addition, the Japanese airborne machine guns are no longer useful, because the effective range is only 800 meters.

At this height, even if the Japanese air-based machine gun is hit down from a vertical angle, it cannot remove a single hair.

Fang Buwei turned his head, looked at Liu Xuwu who was staring at the commander, and sighed secretly: This time he might be back in vain.

With just one anti-aircraft gun, the Japanese bomber was shot. The luck was too great.

There was a chaotic thought in my mind. Suddenly, I heard the sound of the plane change. Fang Buwei subconsciously turned his head and was shocked to find that the Japanese plane was actually diving?

No, this level can only be called a sudden reduction in flight altitude and not meeting the requirements of diving.

The engine of the jiu carrier-based aircraft has too little horsepower, a large flight angle, and a fast speed, it cannot be lifted up at all, and diving will undoubtedly seek death.

What are the Japanese trying to do?

Fang Buweizheng suspected himself, and Wu Qiujian's side responded first.

This time the plane flew from west to east, and the positions of the Second and Third Battalions first became the forefront.

"Dadadadada..." A machine gun fired first, but all the bullets flew over the top of the plane's head.

"Hurry, hurry up... lower the barrel..." Fang Buwei heard Wu Qiujian's roar.

The aircraft suddenly lowered its altitude, and the machine gun could only lower the angle.

It was too late for Liu Xuwu to lower his angle.

Fang Buwei poked his head out and shouted at Liu Xuwu: "I can't fight anymore, please withdraw..."

"The direction has not changed, you can try it..." Liu Xuwu replied loudly.

Fang Buwei beat him up violently.

Yes, although the Japanese reduced their flight speed, they still came to this position. The plane's flight direction has not changed. Liu Xuwu can still use it at a high-level angle in advance...

However, you have to wait until the plane is particularly close.

Fang Buwei's face changed, he jumped into the trench and shouted: "There is a bomb, you're destined to die..."

He finally thought about why the two bombers suddenly made such a strange move.

It could only be for this anti-aircraft gun.

"Shut up..." Liu Xuwu yelled.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Buwei heard two whistles in front and behind.

The Japanese have fired bombs.

It's close, it's close... It's a little more, just a little more...

Liu Xuwu only had the Japanese plane in his eyes!

Fang Buwei just glanced at him and all his hair stood up.

These two bombs were all aimed at anti-aircraft guns.

It was not until this time that Fang Buwei heard Liu Xuwu shout "Let it go!"

Liu Xuwu even had no time to see if the shells hit the plane, so he ran away with the gunner.

"Quick..." Fang Buwei roared.

Later, Ye Xingzhong was not blind, so he naturally saw two bombs falling from the sky.

He came to pull Fang Buwei's arm and wanted to pull Fang Buwei into the fortification, but Fang Buwei kicked him in.

There was a "bang".

The sound came from the sky. Fang Buwei looked up and saw a huge firework explode in the air, mixed with the broken limbs of the plane.

Liu Xuwu actually hit it?

Fang Buwei was not happy at all, but instead seemed to have seen a ghost. He almost used all his strength to roar at Liu Xuwu, "Let's go down..."

A short distance of a few meters was like a natural chasm, and Liu Xuwu didn't even have time to jump into the trenches.

The moment Fang Buwei climbed down, he saw the first bomb leaping over the cannon and landing forty or fifty meters away from the cannon.

But the second bomb hit the anti-aircraft guns straight.

The two explosions were almost connected, and a wave of air blew up, lifting Liu Xuwu up.

Liu Xuwu fell to each other and was confused, but fortunately he was not dizzy yet.

When he fell to the ground, he glanced unconsciously and found that he had fallen into the trench?

Fang Buwei was at the door of the tunnel more than twenty meters away from him.

Now it's safe!

Liu Xuwu's heart was almost jumping out of surprise: I didn't expect that I could escape my life from under my plane bomb...

"Have you hit it?" Liu Xuwu asked grinned.

He didn't wait for Fang Buwei to reply, but only saw Fang Buwei rushing toward him like a leopard, with his face extremely ferocious, as if he had seen something extremely terrible.

What's the nerve to this guy?

Both of the Japanese bombs exploded, and I fell into the trenches now. What other dangerous things can happen?

Just as the fluffy and purple mine was confused, Liu Xuwu suddenly heard a few strange "whimper" sounds, just like the sound of waving a willow branch in the air when he was naughty when he was a child.

After the sound came from, Liu Xuwu realized that he wanted to look back and take a look. Suddenly, he felt a heavy feeling, as if something had been pressed down, and then a heart-wrenching pain hit the whole body...

Liu Xuwu opened his throat and a blood arrow came out of his mouth.

Fang Buwei rushed to Liu Xuwu, his eyes turned red, as if a horse was about to protrude from his eye sockets.

A burst of artillery armor was inserted obliquely on Liu Xuwu's back.

"Don't move, it's okay... at most it hurts the bones..." Fang Buwei comforted softly.

He didn't notice anything, and even said something authentically vibrato.

"Yes...is there..." Liu Xuwu said halfway, and his throat moved and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Fang Buwei's heart was like a knife cut, and tears instantly appeared in his eyes.

"I hit it... I hit it..." Fang Buwei responded repeatedly, quickly took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a handful of safety bottles, and stuffed them all into his mouth.

He chewed twice quickly, spit out half of it first, and stuffed it into Liu Xuwu's mouth.

"You want to... poison me..." Liu Xuwu swallowed with difficulty and laughed, "I can... masturbate..."

"Puff... shut up..." Fang Buwei spitted the remaining medicine into the palm of his hand and pressed Liu Xuwu's wound again.

The blood was like a fountain and sprayed the medicine into pieces.

"Ye Xingzhong..." Fang Buwei roared.

"Come!" A sound like a thunderbolt came from my ears.

Fang Buwei turned his head and saw Ye Xingzhong standing behind him, with seven or eight veterans who had adjusted the cannon stand next to him.

Everyone is doing the same thing: take off their hat and give a scruple.
Chapter completed!