Wang Hao ran to the front, and the plane flashed and came directly in front of him. The two machine guns under the belly of the plane pointed in Wang Hao's direction and began to spit out tongues of fire crazily.

Two strings of bullets were like a barrage, crackling on the ground directly in front of Wang Hao, splashing with flowers, and quickly approaching Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was not afraid of him. He raised the Czech light machine gun in his hand and fired fiercely in front of him. A string of bullets was like a fire whip, hitting the plane fiercely.

"Bagayalu, how is this possible?"

The Japanese pilots on the plane had a creepy feeling when they saw the barrage of bullets.

He wanted to turn left, but it was too late.

Three bullets penetrated the windshield in front and hit him directly.

The Japanese pilot tilted his head and immediately died.

The plane tilted to the left, towards a nearby mountain, and fell headfirst. Then there was a big explosion, and flames shot into the sky.

"Okay...that's great..."

There was another burst of cheers from the Eighth Route Army and the National Army.

Wang Hao shouted loudly: "The bombers are coming, everyone spread out... spread out..."

Sure enough, the Japanese pilots flying bombers were already furious.

During this mission, two fighter jets and one bomber have been destroyed. Is this still a big deal?

"Bagaya Road..."

A Japanese pilot shouted loudly from the main station.

"Everyone, pull the plane up, bomb me, blow them to death..."

Now all the charging national troops have rushed into the city, and together with the puppet troops, they are fighting with the Japanese inside.

These people definitely cannot be blown up, unless they are willing to blow up the Japanese with them.

But those outsiders who beat them have no such scruples. Three planes have been killed, and they will definitely avenge this.

So, the Japanese pilots began to pull the plane up, and then flew towards Wang Hao and the others.

There are a total of 7 bombers, and the threat to the people below is still very scary.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army below did not wait for these bombers to fly over and began to run away.

Whether you can save your life at this time depends on luck. If an aerial bomb falls not far from them, not even gods can save them.

They dispersed just to prevent those aerial bombs from blowing up too many people.

"Mom, why are you flying so high? Come down if you can! Let's see how I deal with you..."

Wang Hao looked at the planes from below, feeling very helpless. Because the planes were too high, his gun couldn't hit them at all.

Then, the Japanese aerial bombs fell from the sky like dominoes again.

However, this time they flew too high. Looking at Fengxian County below, it looked as big as a head.

The dropped aerial bombs landed everywhere, but they couldn't hit Wang Hao and the others.

The plane passed by in a flash, but the explosion below was far, far away from Wang Hao and the others. The Japanese pilots could see this clearly from the plane.

"Bagaya Road, this won't work, lower the altitude, lower the altitude..."

"You can only reach them by lowering the height, otherwise it would be a waste of bombs."

The Japanese pilot shouted loudly.

"How much lower? How much lower?"

One by one, the Japanese pilots asked loudly.

"Lower to 500 meters, repeat, lower to 500 meters, lay eggs..."

Although a machine gun can reach them at a height of 500 meters, it is not easy to hit them.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers below, unable to even touch their hair due to the wave of Japanese bombings, felt a burst of joy in their hearts.

Finally, he survived the bombing of the plane.

However, their expressions changed the next moment.

The two Japanese bombers circled and began to lower their altitude. Then, they flew towards them again.

Moreover, the further you fly, the shorter you get.

This time, many of these Eighth Route Army soldiers turned pale. They could only lie on the ground and pray for the blessings of their ancestors.

Wang Hao and the machine gunners had no intention of escaping, and they were still suffocating in their hearts!

"Brothers, spread out to the front..."

"Brothers, all set up your machine guns and fight with the Japanese..."

Wang Hao shouted loudly, raised the light machine gun in his hand, pointed it at the sky, waiting for an opportunity to fire at any time.

Among the other machine gunners, some served as gun mounts and others controlled light machine guns, aiming at the aircraft flying in front.

Wang Hao said loudly: "Listen to me, masturbation must be done in advance, do you understand?"

These machine gunners all knew this, but Wang Hao was worried and just reminded them.

The next moment, the machine gun in Wang Hao's hand started clicking.

A string of bullets flew up into the sky, and the bullets were perpendicular to the incoming plane. Whether it could hit the Japanese plane or not depended on luck.

"Bagayalu...what a ghost..."

The Japanese pilot of the front plane screamed strangely and quickly stretched to the left.

It's a pity that the aircraft of this era are too backward. The aircraft just wanted to turn, and the magazine area had already been shot twice.

An aerial bomb was hit and exploded directly.

"boom……"

Fireworks were suddenly set off in the sky again.

A bomber following behind had no time to react and crashed directly into the fireworks.

"Bagayalu, my plane is out of control..."

The Japanese pilot screamed in despair.

Then, the plane staggered into a high mountain in the distance and made a loud explosion.

The bombers that followed quickly raised their altitude and flew into the distance.

Two of the nine bombers were destroyed at once, and the remaining bombers were a little worried.

"Baga Yalu, they have a sharpshooter who can shoot aircraft very accurately. Do we still want to bomb them?"

A Japanese pilot screamed with lingering fear.

He was the third plane just now. If it weren't for his quick eyelashes and quick hands, he immediately pulled it up, and it might have been gone by now.

Facing such an enemy, it is really not worth using an airplane to fight against him.

As everyone knows, for Wang Hao, bombers are much easier to fight than fighter jets.

Bombers are not only huge in size, but also fly slowly. They are indeed much easier to fight.

If those planes hadn't flown away just now, other soldiers might have been able to get one.

In the Japanese army camp in Feng County, Konoewen looked at the planes in the sky with a telescope, and felt his scalp was numb.

Five planes were just gone.

Have these dirt-8 roads become immortals? They can even shoot down airplanes.

Although it is not uncommon to use a gun to kill an enemy, both the National Army and the Eighth Route Army have done it.

But to be able to shoot down five of them with a gun at once is a bit sensational.
Chapter completed!