Yang He casually instigated a few sentences, and handed over the training to the instructors, and Luo Xianjue shouted and roared the soldiers to stand firm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Guan'er corrected everyone, he said relatively little, and generally only said one sentence: "Stand up." ”

Hu Qiyi was very patient and patrolled, and he often said: "Stand up, be careful of being beaten with a baton." ”

It can be seen that he is still a little timid in the face of everyone, but there seems to be something called a sense of responsibility urging him.

Yang He returned to the theater building, his office was on the third floor, and when he opened the window, he could see everything in the theater from a high vantage point.

There is a table with a few chairs and a bookcase here, and then there is a brass brazier next to the table, and there is a stove not far away, on which is a pottery teapot, which is the teapot given to him by Hu Yiyi.

To be honest, Yang He is a more nostalgic person, and he has been using this teapot all the time.

The chair he was sitting on was still the seized Huanghuali official hat chair.

Compared to the square, the theater is of course much warmer, but there is often wind through the cracks, which seems to freeze people's hands and feet.

The theater has fallen into disrepair for a long time, and there are large gaps everywhere, and there is a sense of ventilation on all sides, the only benefit, no matter how strong the charcoal in the brazier is, it is not afraid of smoke and poison.

And compared to fleeing in the wilderness, life is much better now.

The charcoal in the brazier was still hot, and with a soft sound from time to time, it looked warm, and the teapot on the stove was still steaming.

Yang He poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly, in the cold winter, it is indeed very pleasant to drink a cup of hot tea.

He frowned and pondered, the village was newly established, and although he had bought a lot of supplies at the moment, there were still many things lacking.

For example, medical supplies, and winter clothes, young and strong can wear a full set of military uniforms, but the old and weak and women in the village have to make their own clothes.

This matter Yang He has handed over to Sun Zhaodi and them, sewing men's winter felt hats, women's rabbit hats, and everyone's woolen clothes, everyone in the village must have a set.

Gloves are also a must, as well as all kinds of equipment, such as the customized carton ammunition used by the soldiers, their coconut scoop bags, their belts, and the ropes on each shield, must be made.

In particular, there are too few craftsmen in the village and too few readers, which is a headache for Yang He.

And also......

Yang He walked to the wall, and there was a map he had drawn on the wooden board here, which was a map of the surrounding terrain.

He Xin'anzhuang is placed in the middle, the north is the Baishan Society, there are some small villages, and then the northeast is the Zhanchengji, which is a large polder village.

Then to the north is the Huangshan Society, there is a set along the river, and in the past it was the boundary of Xuzhou in Pizhou.

In the west of Xin'an Society, there is Liu Zhuang Society, and to the east is Dongjiazhuang Society.

Further to the east, there are Qingyang Society, Wood Society, Wood Society, Taoyuan Society and other societies, and there are some large and small villages distributed.

Yang He looked at Jiao Shan's side and pondered, according to Han Daxia's sentry, the bandits over there have not moved yet, and he still has time for the time being.

……

Yang He planned to see the progress of all parties, he went down to the third floor, and the second floor was the office of Minister Yang, Qi Youxin, and Yan Dezheng, and several people shared a room.

At this time, Qi Youxin and Yan Dezheng were busy with their heads, and Yang He didn't bother them, and went downstairs directly.

When he arrived at the theater downstairs, the sky was gray, some small snowflakes kept falling, and everyone in the square was training in full swing, and Yang He did not alarm them, and walked directly to the northwest corner of the village.

There was silence on the streets, as everyone was busy, except for some arranged patrols.

When he arrived at the northwest corner, this area had been opened up as a workshop, a sewing workshop, a weapons workshop, and a firearms workshop, all the manpower had been allocated, and even the older children were used as apprentices, half working and studying, half day studying, half day working, and there were almost no idlers in the village.

Yang He came to the sewing workshop, where Sun Zhaodi was busy with everyone, a room full of female workers and cloth and leather.

Their work consisted of sewing winter coats and gloves, as well as various colored belts and straps, tarpaulin satchels, etc., which were made by the women who were more careful.

When Yang He entered, the women of all sizes were shy and lowered their heads, hurried and uneasy, and they were all in awe and awe of this Yang Xianggong.

This is very strange, in fact, Yang He is the largest diamond king in the village, but from time to time there are women in the village who flatter Han Daxia and others, but no one dares to show the slightest love and teasing to him.

This is obviously too big a gap in status, and the awe of all the women for him has exceeded their admiration.

However, Brother Sun Zhaodi immediately greeted him and said repeatedly: "Xianggong came to inspect?" Come in, it's cold outside. ”

She wanted to carry the brazier and pour tea again, Yang He signaled that she didn't need to be polite, and picked up an oilcloth bag to see, which was the satchel that the firearms soldier carried on the right side, and placed the fixed paper shell ammunition, which could hold about 30 rounds of fixed ammunition.

At this time, the strap has been worn on the top, and after the back is on the body, the length can be adjusted with an iron and copper buckle, and the iron is generally used for ordinary soldiers, and copper is used for officers of the rank of captain and captain.

Yang He nodded, still satisfied, after all, this satchel was designed by himself, and after making a sample, let Sun Zhaodi and others make it according to it, and draw the gourd in the same way.

Look at the iron and copper buckle on it is quite exquisite, this is the credit of the Zhang Zhugong brothers.

I picked up another oilcloth bag and looked at it, the style is slightly different, but there is also a strap that can be carried on the body, which is a coconut scoop bag for placing a kettle.

There is also a waist belt, a hole style, a belt similar to the waist of Yang He, with copper buckles for officers and iron buckles for soldiers.

There are straps that can be worn over a shield and then carried on the body, which can also be adjusted in length.

There are also gloves, made of thick linen and cotton, which is also a Yanghe design.

In fact, if it is not leather gloves, it is best to use weaving gloves, of course Yang He knows the weaving method, but it is too slow, so use cloth for the time being.

He looked around in general and was still satisfied with Sun Zhaodi's work.

Seeing Yang Xianggong's face, Sun Zhaodi smiled beside her, she was a delicate person, and she knew what Yang He cared about, so she assured Yang He that by November, the winter coat gloves of the old and young in the village could be sewn.

Yang Hedao: "You don't have to rush too much, remember, quality comes first." ”

Sun Zhaodi said: "The lesson of the Xianggong is that the little woman remembers. ”

She remembered something and said, "By the way, the leather case that the husband wants has been made." ”

She took a holster, but it was a holster designed by Yang He to place the handcuffs.

Yang He saw that the good cowhide was also quite finely sewn, and there was a collar behind the holster, through which the belt could be passed, a bit similar to the holster of the western cowboy.

Yang He unfastened his strap, threaded the holster in, moved it to the right side of his body, and inserted his handcuff.

He tried a few times, and it was very convenient to insert and pull out the gun, and finally he pulled it out, and the handcuff turned a few times in his hand, and then inserted it back into the holster.

He covered his cloak, left the sewing workshop, and went to the armory workshop to have a look, where Sheng Santang and others made shield carts and hanging households.

The Zhuang squadron soldiers already have a large number of shields, long cards and round shields, but the killer team can carry their own shields, but the firearms soldiers cannot, so if they fight in the field, they need a shield cart for cover.

For the time being, Yang He designed two kinds of shield cars, both of which are only twenty or thirty catties, which can be pushed, pulled and carried, and can be easily taken away by one person.

This kind of shield car is made of hardwood, up to an inch thick, that is, more than 30 millimeters, which can be a good protection bow and arrow, even ordinary crossbow arrows can not penetrate, and the knife and axe can not be helped, which can give the fire hammer behind a great sense of security.

But there is a drawback, it can prevent bows and arrows, but not firearms.

The shield car of the fire extinguisher weighs at least a few hundred catties, which is too bulky and requires a lot of raw materials, and Yang He has no choice.

Although he bought some supplies, he had to save them.

Finally, he came to the Zhang Zhugong brothers' firearms workshop, where some old and weak were busy, according to the numbered areas erected here and there, and were distributing the ammunition of the fixed cartridges.

The situation of each gun is different, and it can only be divided into parts.

Yang He also bought some loose lead bullets from Ambassador Deng, ranging in size, and after Zhang Chugong and his brothers tested the condition of each gun, they set the charge of each bird gun and the size of the lead, and set a number for each gun, and temporarily selected the lead according to the number.

According to the amount of gunpowder, 500 rounds of cartridge ammunition were packed each.

When Yang He arrived, there was a steaming heat here, Zhang Chuxun seemed to be holding an object and looking at it, and Zhang Chugong and Zhang Chujing next to him also had a contemplative look.

Seeing Yang He, Zhang Chugong and the three hurriedly saluted, Yang He waved his hand and said, "Is it ready?" ”

Zhang Chuxun said solemnly: "According to Xianggong's design, the villain has been made." ”

Yang He took a deep breath and said, "Try it." ”

Zhang Zhugong took his bird gun, which had been modified to a certain extent and became a flintlock pistol, especially the bottom of the bore, which was empty, and the two ends were light, but the silk turn had been taken out.

After the gun control is completed, it does not mean that the back door is closed, but it is also a two-end light iron pipe, but it is closed with a wire sleeve as the bottom of the chamber.

"Silk turn, left turn in, right turn out. The belly is long, such as lead or Kehuo door, etc., take the back door wire to turn, so as to trim. ”

——Qi Jiguang, "The New Book of Ji Xiao".

This fact is similar to the screws and nuts of later generations, and after twisting open, it is also conducive to the cleaning and repair of the breech.

Then Zhang Chujing took a fixed cartridge ammunition, Zhang Chugong took it, and directly stuffed the fixed cartridge ammunition from behind the bottom of the chamber, no longer a breech load.

Then Zhang Chugong took the object handed by his brother, it was a copper bolt, the shape was similar to the gun bolt of later generations, but in fact, it was more like a combination of screws and nuts, except that there were no threads, and it was also solid.

The copper bolt is made of brass, polished very smooth, full of artistic luster, especially at the front end, which looks like an arc knife.

Zhang Chugong slowly stuffed the copper bolt into the barrel, and the end of the barrel at the bottom of the barrel had already been wrapped with a thick layer of brass, and with a sound, the small part of the front end had been inserted, and the remaining part was blocked, just like the bullet case could not be fully stuffed in.

Then Zhang Chugong twisted it, and there was another sound, and the copper bolt was stuck in a special hollow behind the wooden support.

There seemed to be another sound, which seemed to be the sound of the carton ammunition being cut inside.

There seemed to be a rustling of primers pouring into the fire gate's nest, but it was the position of the gun tube that moved by, causing the fire door to tilt slightly.

"You can pour the gun body to the right side, so that the inner medicine can enter the fire gate nest more."

Yang He said.

Zhang Zhugong did as he said, and finally he pulled the hammer down, and the sound of Kakaka, the hammer was ready to be fired.

He seemed a little excited, and his two brothers held their breath as well.

In the end, Zhang Chugong pulled the board machine, and there was a loud bang, and the fire door and the mouth of the gun were filled with gunsmoke, but it was not live ammunition, and no lead flew out.

Seeing Zhang Chujing and Zhang Chuxun full of surprise and excitement, Yang He also exhaled.

He saw very clearly just now, there were still some air leaks, but they were all warm white mist, and they would not hurt people, not leaking scorching fire like the Franc machine, which would hurt the people around him.

That's enough, after all, it's all within a hundred paces.

He had a smile on his face, it was a revolutionary achievement. (To be continued.) )