Chapter 6 Chapter 2 The Plane Falls from the Sky

The forest darkened. Mu Liangfeng saw that it was getting late. He left the house early in the morning. His grandfather must have been looking forward to it for a long time at home. After a short rest, he dragged the wild boar home.It's just that the wild boar was too heavy, and it stopped and went all the way. At this moment, there was a sudden loud roar in the sky, which startled Mu Liangfeng. When he looked up, he saw thick black smoke rising from the tail of a plane, low-altitude against a mountain on the opposite side. Flying towards his side, the plane staggered and twitched in the air, then fell to the woods not far from Mu Liangfeng.

Mu Liangfeng is no stranger to airplanes. He heard from people in the town that there is a big airport in Zhijiang not far from their hometown. There are many foreign planes there. Some people in the town say, Those foreigners' planes came to help us fight the Japanese devils. But Mu Liangfeng has never seen Japanese devils, nor foreigners, but planes often see them whizzing past the mountains alone or in small groups, but they fly so low And it was the first time that Mu Liangfeng saw the falling one. However, Mu Liangfeng has never seen Japanese devils or foreigners. He often sees airplanes, either alone or in small groups, whizzing past the mountains, but those who fell from the sky , Mu Liangfeng saw it for the first time.

But his husband had seen the world.In the past, there was a private school run by an old gentleman at the foot of the mountain, called "Jinghong School", and the owner of the school was surnamed Han.Mr. Han once stayed abroad. He spent most of his life in Japan, France, and the United States. He returned to his hometown of Fenglingdu when he was 60 years old. The provincial and county governments invited him many times to go to the county However, the old man was so weird that he refused all of them outright. He hid at the foot of the deep mountain and opened a private school to teach and educate people.His classes are also different. In addition to traditional Chinese studies, "Thousand Characters", "Thousand Characters", "Four Books and Five Classics" and "Four Books and Five Classics", he also taught some courses in modern Western education step by step, involving a wide range of content, including foreign languages. , literary history, philosophy, legal system, industry, and military affairs.

Mr. Han has a catchphrase: education strengthens the country.He often said to everyone: How can a country composed of illiterates be strong?So after he opened the school, in order to attract more students to study, he did not charge tuition fees, and from time to time he invited some middle school teachers from the county to teach the students, because he was famous, and the town also supported him and provided him with He set up an ancestral hall as a school venue, and the local gentry and rich lords would send some money and things during festivals. At this time, Mr. Han would accept everything according to the order.

What's interesting is that the local traditional teachers look down on what he teaches, and at the same time they are annoyed that he has robbed them of their business, so they don't have any contact with him.Mr. Han simply stayed quiet and didn't bother to socialize with these "literati and poets". Every day, he guarded dozens of his students and talked about everything in the world and advanced foreign ideas and technologies. Mu Liangfeng came here to study at the age of 10, and it took four or five years to study, because he had to walk tens of miles of mountain roads from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. Most of the time, Mu Liangfeng lived in the school with Mr. Han. Bring some food.Under the influence of his husband, the young Mu Liangfeng was greatly influenced. For the first time, he knew from his mouth that the world outside this mountain was so vast and vast.

One day two years ago, Mr. Han went to the county to ask his teacher to come back, and he brought back a large stack of newspapers. He stood on the platform and said to the students below: "Little Japan is still coming in. People are kind and bullied. Ma Shan was ridden by others, the same principle exists between countries! Remember what you said, the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, you must fight the devils in the future!" Mu Liangfeng remembered that when the husband said this, his whole body was trembling. , Then spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, and died of illness within a few days.

Some time ago, the news of the Battle of Wuhan became a hot topic among people in the small town. The news about the defeat of the national army made people very discouraged after hearing it. That little devil is a half-human, half-ghost goblin, and it's normal to say that the national army can't beat them.For a while, the rumors in the town were miraculous. Later, the town security team intervened and arrested a few leading rumor spreaders before stopping the rumors.Wu Yunzhi, the town mayor and captain of the security team, is the cousin of Liu Rengui, the richest man in the town. He paraded a few rumormongers through the streets. While making people beat the big gong, they shouted:

"Fathers and folks, the Japanese are also born by their mothers. If they dare to pass through our town, our security team will kill a few of them for you to see, so that you can see if they are really invulnerable... If there are similar rumors spread in the future Anyone who confuses the public with evil words, the mayor of this town will be charged with collaborating with the enemy and sent to the county for justice." Besides, when Mu Liangfeng saw the plane fall, fortunately he was not afraid by nature, but he was a little curious. He wanted to see those planes that he could only look up to before, and wanted to know how those planes made of steel were. Flying, and more importantly, he wanted to see those foreigners who were able to invent aircraft and tanks that Mr. Han often mentioned.

The plane was still smoking black smoke, and the tail was already on fire and burning.A burly man covered in blood was struggling to get out of the driver's window, and he was still saying a sentence in foreign language, which Mu Liangfeng understood: "god s*e me...god s*e me! (God save me! God save me!) Mu Liangfeng stood beside the plane and stared dumbfounded. The bloody man also suddenly saw Mu Liangfeng, subconsciously took out a pistol from his waist, and aimed it at him with difficulty.This action of his startled Mu Liangfeng, and immediately hid behind a tree, raising the firecracker in his hand.

Only then did the bloody man realize that it was not a Japanese soldier but a Chinese boy who appeared in front of him, so he put down the gun in his hand and said, "China...Chinese friends, save...help me!" He fell to the ground, lying on the driver's window and passed out. Mu Liangfeng heard that this person was speaking Chinese this time, and saving people was the most important thing, so he didn't care so much, let go of the guy in his hand, jumped onto the wing, and helped the bloody man down.He checked the bloody man's wound and found that he had been shot in the shoulder, and that's where the blood came from.Running in the mountains for many years, Mu Liangfeng kept some Chinese herbal medicines made by his grandfather in his luggage at all times. There happened to be some herbs in them to stop bleeding, so he chewed them in his mouth and washed him with the water he brought with him. brushed the medicine on his wound, and tied it with a piece of cloth.After simply treating the wound, he found himself in a difficult situation. If he left this person here, it would be impossible. Not to mention his injury, even if he didn't starve to death, he would be eaten by the wolves in the mountains.And if he carried this person on his back, the expensive wild boar that he almost sacrificed his life for had to be thrown here to feed the wolves.

Mu Liangfeng picked up the beautiful little pistol on the ground, carried the foreigner on his back and walked home. The man was really too heavy. Fortunately, Mu Liangfeng had been traveling in the mountains for many years, and he had built a strong body. After walking for two hours, he carried the man home. Standing in front of their house halfway up the mountain, they waited anxiously for his return.Seeing his grandson carrying a blood man back, the old man was startled. "How is this going?" Mu Liangfeng briefly talked about what happened, and his grandfather didn't say much. The grandfather and grandson carried the bloody man onto the bed in the house, and washed the wound and face with hot water with some raw salt. He changed the hemostatic medicine, boiled another pheasant, and slowly fed some soup to the man, and the foreigner regained consciousness. "Thank you!" The foreigner looked at Mu Liangfeng and his grandfather, and said two words in blunt Chinese. Mu Liangfeng and his grandfather finally saw the bloody face clearly through the tung oil lamp in the house. It was a young man around 26 or 7 years old, with blond hair and blue eyes, and he was pretty. Grandpa is a man who has seen the world, flicked the pipe in his hand, and said with a smile: "Saving people is everyone's duty, you don't need to thank us, I just want to ask you, young man, what's going on with you? " "Young students?" The foreigner's Chinese is obviously two swords. Mr. Mu was stunned for a moment: "Young people mean young people. My grandson said that you fell from the sky. Is it true?" The foreign boy nodded: "My name is Second Lieutenant John, and I am an American pilot." "Second Lieutenant John? Is this your name?" Mr. Mu asked curiously, having never heard of someone with the surname Yue. Looking at the two simple Chinese grandparents in front of him, John showed his white teeth: "John is my name, and second lieutenant is my rank in the army." "How did you fall from the sky?" John smiled, and the joy of the rest of his life was on his face: "On the way back from completing the mission, I was ambushed by a Japanese plane and hit by a machine gun, so I fell down!" Mu Liangfeng asked curiously, "What does a Japanese devil look like?" "Haha, the Japanese look just like you." Mu Liangfeng became a little unhappy, he thought John was laughing at himself.He said: "I know that the Japanese are yellow races just like us. I want to ask them what kind of military uniform they wear and what kind of weapons they use." John froze for a moment, he didn't expect this Chinese boy deep in the mountains to know these things.Said: "When my hands are ready, I will draw a picture for you, and I will draw the Japanese devils and give it to you, okay?" Then Mu Liangfeng grinned and smiled. "Let John have a good rest, his wound is not healed yet!" Mr. Mu came over to give his grandson a hand. When the grandfather and grandson went out, Mr. Mu said to Mu Liangfeng, "You can't be rude to the guests. They came all the way to help us fight the Japanese devils. You have to treat them well, understand?" "Grandpa, how do you know that the Japanese devils are bad guys?" Mu Liangfeng wanted to test the old man. "Now there are quite a few people in the town who have fled from the Northeast. Everyone says so. The Japanese burned our house, killed our people, and occupied our Northeast. Now they are attacking us?" "Grandpa, the Japanese bullied us, and we will beat them too. I want to join the army." When Mr. Mu heard this, he glared at him: "Liangfeng, you can't mess around, everything is arranged by grandpa." Seeing that he didn't say anything, the old man hit him with a pipe. Mu Liangfeng didn't understand why his grandfather objected to his joining the army, so he responded unhappily: "I heard." At dinner, he casually mentioned the wild boar.Mr. Mu waved his hand: "There are a lot of wolves on the mountain, I'm afraid they'll all eat them up long ago. Forget it, it's a good deal to exchange a wild boar for a human life." John didn't wake up until the next morning after falling asleep. The kid's machine gun had a really strong penetrating power. Fortunately, no bullets were left behind, and only a hole was pierced in John's shoulder.Mr. Mu changed his medicine, and after letting him eat half a steamed fat pheasant and a few corn cobs, his energy suddenly improved.Mu Liangfeng found him another piece of clean clothes for him to change into. Although the Chinese homespun gown looked a bit short on him, John liked the clothes with Chinese characteristics very much. Looking at myself in this dress, I couldn't help but be overjoyed. Mu Liangfeng was chopping firewood when John suddenly remembered something: "Brother China, have you retrieved my pistol?" Upon hearing this, Mu Liangfeng quickly shook his head and said he didn't know. He likes guns so much. Since he saw guns for the first time, he has developed a strong interest in guns. In other words, he is born to play with guns, and he has a unique understanding of guns. In your hands, you can fiddle with it without a teacher.It's a pity that he doesn't have a real gun now. The only ones with guns in the town are the security forces, except for the occasional soldiers who go to the front line, and of course there are a dozen guns from Liu Rengui's family.Mu Liangfeng also had an old Hanyang made before, and it has been with Mu Liangfeng for six years. He used that gun to practice his magical marksmanship, which made everyone in the town's security team play with guns. I was so impressed.Later, the gun blew up and was completely useless, so he had to replace it with this bird gun. After he picked up John's gun last night, he was so excited that he almost didn't sleep all night. In private, he already regarded the pistol as his own private property. He thought he saved John's life, so he had to take this gun anyway. Give it to him, even if it's not a gift, it's fine to make up for his wild boar.To put it bluntly, even if you are sloppy, you still want to take this gun. John smiled: "Can you use a gun?" Mu Liangfeng stood up and said, "Of course." "Then show me a shot, and if you do, I'll give you that gun." John looked around and pointed to a big tree 100 meters away in front of the house: "Just hit that tree, as long as you hit the main pole of the tree, I will give it to you." "You mean what you say? If I hit the tree, the gun will be mine?!" He regretted it just after he said this. He just refused to admit that he picked up someone else's gun, and now he doesn't call himself.He blushed a bit, but John didn't think about it so much, he still said the same sentence: "Americans don't lie, they absolutely mean what they say." Mu Liangfeng saw that he didn't seem to be lying to himself, so he ran into the house, found the pistol, and fiddled with it skillfully in his hand a few times, as if showing off to John.He quickly disassembled the barrel, magazine, bullet, gun upper shell, trigger, spring, motorized steel, handle, and ejector, and then reinstalled it quickly.He raised his hand and pointed the muzzle at the big tree 100 meters away. John was dumbfounded all of a sudden, he didn't expect that this little Chinese brother could play his 1911-style .45-caliber Browning pistol so authentically.It should be known that this kind of pistol was only equipped for American officers during World War II, and it was not a standard weapon for American infantry.In China, this kind of pistol is even rarer, and it is only used and collected by some middle and senior military officers. "How did you know how to play with this gun? My God! It's incredible." John didn't know that Mu Liangfeng had already disassembled and assembled this gun countless times last night.