The plate armor has added the characteristics of inclined defense, and the surface is either shuttle or angle, so it looks so weird.

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

The tail of the plate armor touched the steel gunchair and noticed a crisp sound of impact.

Is this vest iron?

The gunner was stunned.

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

Fang Buwei thought the gunner was hesitating, so he pulled the sleeve with his hand and exposed the epaulette.

"No...no, I didn't mean that..." The gunner waved his hands repeatedly.

"That's good!" Fang Buwei slapped the gunner's hand off and moved the wheel with his feet.

It was his first time to get involved in the machine gun, so he had to get familiar with it quickly.

The machine gun is direct, so there is no need to calculate any advance amount, just aim.

The principle is very simple.

The gunner uses his foot to adjust the height of the muzzle by himself, and the helm is responsible for steering.

If the helmsman is not turned, the gunner can jump off the cannon chair by himself, fire the cannon with one hand, and then use the power of the body to push the direction.

Before Fang Buwei could fiddle with him, the Japanese plane arrived.

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

The distance is at least two thousand meters away, and the fire is now useless.

But Fang Buwei resolutely fired.

The bullet hit the plane's wheel blades and splashed a few sparks. 35xs

The muzzle emitted and the flames successfully attracted the attention of all the travelers.

The pilot sneered and raised the height a little.

But I don’t know what went wrong with this machine gun, so I stopped firing?

Good opportunity!

The pilot suddenly became excited and deflected slightly, not flying in the direction.

Did the Japanese become the devil?

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

The plane flew closer and closer, and Fang Buwei just lowered the angle of the muzzle, but didn't shoot a single shot.

"Sir, fight..." the helmsman urged urgently.

"Fuck!" Fang Buwei said angrily.

Shooting within one thousand meters is a waste of bullets.

Fang Buwei could not calm down, but the other machine guns could not calm down.

Fire rains faced the Japanese plane.

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

But the eggs are useless.

More than a thousand meters, it cannot penetrate armor at all.

When the parallel distance was nearly one thousand meters, the Japanese plane suddenly began to lower the altitude.

The aircraft is extremely fast, and most of the machine guns are not even able to turn and adjust the muzzle.

"Look at me..." Fang Buwei reminded the helmsman.

Just stare at me... I'm going to be killed by you...

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

The plane was getting faster and faster and lowered, and the Japanese pilots could even see the helmsman's faces in a frightened expression.

It seems that this machine gun is really broken, it's so good...

Well, where is the gunner?

Why is there just a strange hat?

Let’s talk about it after you fight!

After entering the effective shooting range, the pilot showed a grim smile on his face and he suddenly pressed the button of the onboard machine gun.

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

The filling hand and the helmsman hid on the left and right sides of Fang Buwei, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

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

As if someone had hit a hammer in front of him, Fang Buwei's head suddenly tilted back and almost sprained his neck bone.

"call out"

Another bullet hit the edge of the lookout, turned violently and shot into Fang Buwei's arm.

The bullet passed through the muscles, and then another blood arrow broke out.

A heart-wrenching pain came, and the only way was to make a thorny flower.

These three bullets actually aroused Fang Buwei's anger.

"Good hit!" Fang Buwei gritted his teeth and endured the huge pain, roared and pulled the trigger violently.

A line of fire was approaching the plane.

"Dangdangdangdangdang..." Seeing the engine wheel blades flying rapidly on Mars, the Japanese pilot was startled and suddenly released the machine gun button and raised the height.

I want to run away, it's too late!

Fang Buwei held the trigger with both hands and stepped on the wheel under his feet. The machine gun was rising higher and higher. The sight of the plane had never left the plane. The line of fire hit the plane accurately until the plane flew over Fang Buwei's head.

"Turn!" Fang Buwei yelled.

change?

Where to turn?

The helmsman subconsciously pushed Fang Buwei's gun chair.

"I'll fuck your mother..."

Fang Buwei jumped up like a flying man, kicked him down, and the helmman was kicked and flew out.

No wonder other experienced players are dead. Can this bastard survive until now?

He was so fucked to save his life, and he didn't even dare to raise his head. The direction turned directly and almost hit the head of the filling hand.

"To the left" side, they quickly raised the muzzle, and reminded them to fill their hands.

The filling hand held the bullet link with one hand and the bullet box with the other hand, followed Fang Buwei quickly.

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

Because of the excessive force, the pain in the left arm became stronger and stronger. Fang Buwei gritted his teeth and thought it was not his own and pulled the trigger angrily.

Lines of fire were accurately shot to the back abdomen of the plane.

Fang Buwei could even see the bullets hitting the fuselage and sparking.

After nearly ten seconds of shooting, the plane and horse would fly out of the optimal range of the machine gun, a slightly larger flame emerged from the tail of the plane and was then blown out by the wind and turned into thick smoke.

Don't be ecstatic.

Where did you hit?

Yes, it's not right!

The plane was clearly smoking, but the direction of the flight did not change?

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

Damn, I was so happy.

The smoke from the plane does not necessarily mean that it cannot continue driving.

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth hatefully.

He was still furious, and suddenly he saw another string of sparks appearing at the tail of the plane, and then something seemed to fall.

Then the plane paused suddenly, like a vehicle driving at high speed, feeling like it was stepped on the brakes.

Fang Buwei suddenly opened his eyes wide.

What's going on?

The thing that fell from the rear of the plane flew closer and closer, and finally hit the ground, splashing smoke and dust.

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

He went to see the plane again.

I don’t know if it is the original nature of inertia, but the plane slid forward for dozens of meters, and suddenly tilted and planted on the ground.

I hit it, I hit it...

"Liu Xuwu, I'm avenging you..."

Fang Buwei roared to the sky.

Everyone in the position was stunned to see that the plane was like a large size, inserted into the ground obliquely, and then a huge ball of flame exploded.

At this point, the two aircraft dispatched by the Japanese army this time were all trapped in the positions of the 523rd Regiment.

"Long live...Long live..." The entire position caused waves of sound.
Chapter completed!