Wang Jingtian, whose ancestral home is Wangsheren Town, Jinan Prefecture, was born in Wangsheren Town. He had never walked out of Wangsheren Town even before he was 17 years old. If there were no accidents, he would probably have surrounded this town in his life.

Live, relying on the reputation and medical skills accumulated by our ancestors from generation to generation to practice medicine, we will become a well-known Xinglin master.

But all of this changed when he was 17 years old.

That day, Wang Jingtian put on a brand new long gown and a hat with red flowers, and was about to greet his bride. The kind grandmother held her hand and smiled only three teeth.

The trembling in the wind makes people worried that one will fall off accidentally.

"Yingtian, my great-grandson, I was so small at that time, I was so big with a kitten in a cotton skirt. I happened to have a group of Jingtians at home, so I got Jingtian.

The name of his son. In this flash, he is about to marry a wife..." Grandma looked at her great-grandson in wedding dress with trembling eyes, full of hope for the future.

But all this beauty changed on his way to pick him up.

The plane, an aircraft I had never seen before, flew past its own village, and soon I saw a team wearing Central Army uniform driving over the road, and there were Japanese riding tall horses chasing them behind.

From afar, I saw dark smoke rising from the surrounding villages. Occasionally, screams could be heard, and gunfire sounded even more. This situation scared the people who were receiving the brides and simply hid.

I was in the fields and waited until dark, and then I carefully returned to the village.

It was gone, nothing was left. The villages that were originally familiar were filled with ashes and blood. Wild dogs from somewhere were dragging their bloody intestines and running on the street, and the flies were even buzzing.

When Wang Jingtian found his home with his memory, there was only black dust and collapsed houses in front of him.

From the ashes of the Zhengtang room, Wang Jingtian found a total of 29 burnt corpses. They were burnt corpses by his family and neighbors. The only one who could confirm his identity was three teeth...

Later, Wang Jingtian, who was deeply resentful of blood, joined the team, thinking about avenging his relatives. However, he met the wrong person, and the team that joined the team was Shi Yousan, who became a puppet army.

Later, he simply ran away and finally joined the Eighth Route Army and became the machine gunner, the military that sacrificed the most and killed the most. Because he was brave and fearless of death in combat, he became the squad leader of the heavy machine gun squad last year, with

There were even more than a dozen Japanese puppet troops' lives.

Just last month, he suddenly received a notice from the team, asking him to report to the headquarters urgently... Well, this is his past experience.

Wooang... The roar of the plane made Wang Jingtian's spirit nervous. He no longer had the mood to miss his dead relatives and those charred colors.

"13 planes... If you don't get one this time, I'm sorry for the birds in the sky... Ahhh..." Wang Jingtian roared loudly, stepped on the pedal, and the four barrels immediately spit out long spit out

Muzzle flames and thick shells kept falling to the ground. With the extremely powerful control technology practiced by holding birds in the air, Wang Jingtian's sight steadily opened fire on a bomber.

It can be seen from the naked eye that a string of planes pierced from the sky, and then in this 6-kilometer-long section of the river, it was encountered 28 12.7mm28 quad-mounted anti-aircraft machine guns and 56 12.7mm single-tube anti-aircraft machine guns.

112 7.92mm fired at air with machine guns. That's not all, the anti-aircraft fireworks that were rising rapidly from near Matian Town were exploded.

Such a dense firepower network made the pilot of the pilot's reconnaissance plane howl in despair, because he was closest to him, even if he pulled the plane up to a high place, he still hit a series of bullets head-on. Only the ding-dang was heard.

When the sound of the sound, a series of transparent holes appeared on his fuselage, and there were a string on each side.

But just when the pilot was glad that the plane could fly and even lifted the fuselage to 1,000 meters high, he suddenly felt the whole plane vibrated violently for a few times, and then the engine lost power and even smoke.

It was rising rapidly.

"Baga... It shouldn't be. At this height, ordinary machine gun bullets are no longer powerful?" The observer behind shouted loudly, but did not receive the pilot's response. When he looked up, the pilot lost half of his body and his head was gone.

It tilted to one side, and the entire plane also hit the top of the hill.

Boom... The plane made a close contact with the mountain, let out a last roar, and then the flames soared into the sky.

The reconnaissance plane crashed into the mountain, and the bombers behind were not much better. Although these bombers were behind, the aircraft in a dive posture was very fast, and it was not that easy for the bomber pilot to lift it. The key is that it is better than reconnaissance

The thicker body of the aircraft makes the aircraft's bullet-receiving surface larger, and they are the main force aiming at the anti-aircraft machine gun.

Dada... Dada... Dada... Dadada... On Wang Jingtian's side, the bomber he selected was lucky enough to avoid the previous two shootings, which also allowed Wang Jingtian to find shooting experience.

So, after quickly adjusting the angle, the pedal was stepped on again, and four bullet marks appeared directly in the air, and the target pointed directly in front of the plane.

"Ah...Baga...Ah...It's over!" On the plane, the pilot saw the bullet marks in front of him, but he couldn't dodge. He could only shout unwillingly, then curl up as much as possible, and even

All are ready to jump.

However, the 12.7mm armor-piercing incendiary bomb did not give him this opportunity. As the plane flew, it exploded in the air, and turned into debris all over the ground and fell down. As for the pilot and bomb dropper, this

I guess the dogs in the village can find some fragments from the ground?

"Haha, it's so satisfying! Just fight like this and kill these gods!" On the east mountain, the soldiers of the artillery regiment hid quietly in the woods, watching the battle, and cheered loudly.

"There are 5 aircraft, 5 aircraft, and there are two smokers! Haha... I've made a fortune! Comrades who were killed by the Japanese plane, have you seen it in the sky? Comrades have avenged you!"

"This machine gun is better, it's cruel, too cruel! The arsenal is good, it's good..." The excited soldiers collided with each other to express their inner excitement.

"Well, the Japanese have paid the price for their underestimation of the enemy. I'm afraid they will never dare to fly at such a low altitude again!" The soldiers were celebrating, and the Chief of Staff said happily.
Chapter completed!