"No conscience cannon? What is that? ”

Zhang Wen's eyes widened, he had never heard of such a cannon in his impression.

"This is my new one!"

"You can still make cannons?" Zhang Wen's eyes widened suddenly, the manufacturing of cannons has extremely high requirements for industry, even if it is to manufacture the kind of red-clothed cannons before, it needs a certain industrial base.

After all, to make a cannon, it is not just a casual tube, and then plug some gunpowder to fly the cannon to blow up people, it is very likely to blow up the bore directly, and then blow up the person who fired the cannon to death.

"It's just a simple craft!"

"Tell me how big the caliber is?" Zhang Wen's hand tugged at Li Huan's sleeve and asked, if this kid can make cannons, he must find a way to get them to the arsenal, they are too short of talents now.

Li Huan thought for a while, then crossed his hands and gestured, and said:

"It's about the thickness of a gasoline drum, how big do you think it is?"

"Gasoline drums?" Zhang Wen's eyes widened, then the is also called a cannon?

"The gasoline drum must be half a meter thick, what cannon has such a large caliber?"

Zhang Wen is not a fool, he doesn't mean that there is no such a large-caliber cannon, but that Li Huan is lying.

The caliber of their infantry guns will not exceed thirty centimeters, and even the caliber of the Type 92 infantry guns is less than twenty centimeters, how big should these fifty centimeter guns be?

Heavy artillery?

Or the naval guns of warships?

"What kind of cannon you can take a look at by yourself, I can't just take a look at it, and I can't understand if I ask questions here!"

After saying that, Li Huan left, Zhang Wen followed behind and kept yelling, but Li Huan was unwilling to say a word to him.

The small workshop of the arsenal in Chen Village was set up in a cave, and many hidden forts were also built here with cement, and the hole could be blown up at a critical moment, and then escaped from the other side.

The workers of the arsenal are all ordinary people from Chen Village, and they came here after ploughing the land, because there are tangible benefits to helping the Eighth Route Army work.

"Captain, you don't have a conscience cannon, we really can't get it, I don't understand at all, how can such a big gasoline drum send something weighing several pounds hundreds of meters away!"

Li Huan saw that these people sawed off one side of the gasoline drum and turned it into a teacup without a lid.

After a closer look, I found that there was a lot of missing stuff inside, and there were cannons

The mouth needs to have a certain inclination, otherwise the thing will fly into the sky and fall and hit your own people.

Li Huan asked other workers to help transform it, Zhang Wen next to him wiped his glasses vigorously, and kept staring at Li Huan all the time, when he saw Li Huan's every move, he could figure out the principle, and sometimes he could even guess Li Huan's next move.

He kept saying wonderful, wonderful, and he didn't know that he thought he was a cat.

"I said Lao Zhang, can you not blow up Huhu, I'm still building cannons, how can you let me build them like this?"

It is not easy to build a cannon without conscience, because its propellant and shells must be improved to a certain extent.

Fortunately, Li Huan had already gotten it, and he didn't have the blueprints for the manufacture of the conscience cannon, but he always felt that this thing was useless and didn't take it out, and now that the army lacks artillery, he should take out this thing and make a few of them.

More than a dozen gasoline barrels were all transformed into conscienceless cannons, and the militia next to them got a lot of gunpowder and cannonballs bundled into cylinders, and Li Huan took them to the ravine to experiment.

Zhang Wen, this guy with a pen and manuscript paper, insisted on following them to see the effect of the experiment.

Li Huan had no choice but to let him follow.

Since the conscienceless cannon was made of oil drums, Li Huan didn't know how safe it was, so he lined up all these barrels, dug a deep trench, dragged a long lead, and prepared for the soldiers to ignite one by one.

"Point the first gun!"

Li Huan held a pencil and a notebook in his hand, clearly recording the angle of the artillery, when testing these artillery, it was necessary to correct the accuracy, otherwise the light could not be used, and it would be a huge problem to miss.

Boom~

Rumble!

A small explosion occurred not far away, Li Huan looked at it with a telescope, and then recorded a line of words in his notebook: The trajectory is about three degrees to the left!

Don't ask Li Huan how this third degree was measured, he is a little expert in artillery, can he still not know this kind of thing?

Just kidding, are all the guns that have been shot fake?

"It's time to light the second cannon!"

"Yes!"

呲呲呲~

Soon, the remaining dozen or so unconscionable cannons were all ignited, and Li Huan made a simple calibration of these cannons according to the position where each shell fell.

After a few rounds of test firing, the ruler was finally calibrated, and it was considered an accurate reference, so that there would be no phenomenon of the shell turning after the second was accurate.

After getting these things done, Zhang Wen, who just wanted people to leave with a conscienceless cannon, suddenly rushed up, holding a gasoline drum and shouting:

"This one is mine, mine!"

Everyone saw that this chief was so fierce, his eyes were red, and he looked at Li Huan in a tangled manner, as if to say: Captain, what do you think?

"I said, Lao Zhang, are you as for you? Isn't it just a cannon, I heard that the headquarters is already preparing to produce mortars, is this true? ”

"When did the production of exhaust gas, soaked in our arsenal, now we can only simply repair guns, and then dismantle some worn gun parts and reassemble them, and there is no ability to produce weapons independently!"

Lao Zhang looked very excited, the current arsenal is not much better than an iron workshop, and the equipment and instruments are pitiful.

"Isn't it? I've heard that in Shanxi, there are quite a few people who can make earthen guns and cannons, and even a few blacksmiths can make them out to make flowers for more than ten days at home. ”

Hearing Li Huan say this, Zhang Wen rolled his eyes on the spot and scolded angrily:

"That's also called a gun, a gun can shoot up to ten bullets before it breaks, and accuracy is a big problem!

The weapons we need on the battlefield need those with high stability, and no matter how bad they are, they have to be like old sleeves! ”

"Hypocrisy, you are hypocrisy, many people in the Eighth Route Army don't have guns in their hands now, if you don't get some earthen guns out at this time, will it be possible to take a big knife and spear and do it with devils?"

"But ......" Zhang Wen still wanted to argue about something, but after thinking about it carefully, Li Huan's words didn't seem to be wrong.

"No matter what, it's better to have a gun than no gun, even if it can only shoot one bullet, after all, this cold weapon is not comparable to a hot weapon!"

"So what?"

"So, Lao Zhang, shouldn't you put down this cannon? This is the property of our militia team, if you take it, I am afraid that the militia of Chen Village will fight with you! ”

Zhang Wen reacted at this time, only to find that the militia around him was looking at him with unkind eyes, and he was so frightened that he put down the gasoline barrel in his hand in embarrassment.