Qiao'er turned around and found that many villagers had gathered on the embankment waiting to see the artillery, and the military households in the station did not dare to come over, for fear of seeing the ugliness of thousands of households.

The three idlers of the Hu family were also mixed in, and it was indispensable for them to see the excitement, and when they saw Qiao'er running back alone, the boss asked from afar: "What do you say?" Is this gun to fight or not to fight? ”

Qiao'er ignored them, pushed everyone away and ran home, if her husband really annoyed these soldiers, maybe he would be beaten into something, and if he got into trouble again...... Oh my God, how can my life be so bad!

Qiao'er ran away, and the people in the village were still watching, and they were watching with a melon seed attitude.

"Why did you get stupid?"

"He's a hit?"

"It seems that he said he would fight just now."

"How is this possible! It's true that he can ride a gun! ”

"Hahaha! Look, it's interesting, Qianhu has a bad temper! ”

"Yes, it really annoyed Qianhu, and his father has no temper!"

The three idlers of the Hu family listened to the villagers chatting like this, and their mood was much better, haven't you become smarter? Aren't you smart? That's too smart, isn't it?

Yang Changfan didn't have the heart to pay attention to them, he was pulled by the black fat man to the front and back of the gun, and found the mechanism with a casual touch, and with a light press and lift, the Zifan that was originally stuck in the mother gun was taken out.

"Yo he! My nephew has a craft! The black fat man was overjoyed, "We can't use this gun as soldiers, but you understand it!" ”

"Luck, luck, Tosber's blessing, I used to study here every day, and I can still fiddle with it twice." Yang Changfan didn't delay, and said to the soldiers, "A few soldiers, do you have a cloth?" ”

The veteran rummaged through the box, really found a piece of oilcloth, and hurriedly handed it to Yang Changfan.

"Look here." Yang Changfan pointed to a very small hole and said, "This is the fire gate, it has not been used for a long time, it has been blocked, and it must be wiped vigorously." ”

With that, he picked hard, wiped a few times, and wiped off the gray rust that blocked the hole, and the hole that was the size of the needle's eye became a large hole thinner than the little finger.

"No wonder!" The veteran patted his head, "I said that there must be a place for a fire letter to be inserted!" I can't find it left and right, it turns out that it's blocked! ”

Yang Changfan smiled: "This strange gray egg, he didn't do his duty to maintain it." ”

"Don't worry about the gray eggs yet, and then!" The black fat man next to him saw a play, and urged in a hurry.

"Shibo, I'll check first." Yang Changfan picked up the hammer and moved it left and right a few times to make sure that it was not rusted or broken, and then checked the mother gun again.

The innovation of the Fran cannon lies in the mother-in-law gun, the ammunition is stored in the gun, and after the firing is completed, it can be directly replaced with another loaded gun to continue to fire, just like the pistol after a shuttle bullet, directly change to a new magazine, which belongs to a more avant-garde design, which greatly facilitates time.

In the same way, more complex mechanical structures must also be tested more rigorously, and even in modern times, there are still artillery firing accidents and casualties.

After Yang Changfan made sure that everything was safe, he began to instruct the soldiers to help.

To put it simply, artillery firing in ancient and modern China and foreign countries is about three steps.

One, aiming, which is not needed now.

Second, put gunpowder, stuff the gunpowder into the fire trough, and smash it.

Third, reload the shell and stuff the shell into the chamber.

Fourth, ignition, ignition of gunpowder, with the instantaneous explosive force of gunpowder, to propel the shell.

As for how far the shell can go and how lethal it is, it depends on the performance of the cannon and the shell.

The black fat man and the mustache just watched Yang Changfan skillfully command the soldiers to reload and prepare, they were really shocked enough, such a high-end technical work, how can it be understood only by the soldiers who have fought for several years, or it is from the famous Shenji Battalion, why can Yang Dasha be so neat?

"Five-shot sub-gun, reloaded." Yang Changfan personally put the prepared Zi Gong back into his mother's gun, which was equivalent to inserting the magazine into the pistol, and then he instructed the soldiers to insert the fire letter (actually a piece of rope) into the fire door and connect it with the gunpowder.

When everything was ready, he turned around and said, "Shibo, you can open it." ”

"Nephew, please!"

"Gun, I still have to be driven by soldiers, I'm not qualified." Yang Changfan decisively handed over the last step to the veteran, pointed to the fire signal and said, "You can just set this place on fire, the glory of firing the first cannon should belong to a veteran like you." ”

"Me?"

"Yes, yes." After Yang Changfan nodded, he said to the two officers, "Let's retreat farther away, we haven't used it for a long time, and it will inevitably be dangerous." ”

"Okay."

As Yang Changfan and the two officers retreated, everyone except the veteran also retreated, leaving the poor veteran in a daze with a fire sickle.

The veteran was originally very grateful to Yang Changfan for being able to help so much at such a critical moment, but now the veteran feels that he is very shameless, and he finishes the limelight, and then hides to the side and lets the old comrades play with their lives, how can young people do this now?

There's no way, Yang Changfan doesn't have much confidence in the manufacturing process of this thing, and he doesn't express the slightest intention of bravery, so let's give the opportunity to express himself to the elders! Now it seems that the two officers are also very self-contained, very humble people, everyone hand in hand and retreat eight feet away, equally deep (tan) Ming (sheng) great righteousness, quite ambitious (chou) with (wǔ) Tao (xiang) together (tou).

The veteran had no choice but to ask for a fairy in his heart and knock on the sickle to light the fire.

The onlookers saw that the fire was ignited, Yang Changfan and the two officers avoided it from a distance, and they didn't know who took the lead, they took a few steps back, causing the others to follow blindly and retreat.

At this time, Qiao'er finally led Wu Linglong and Yang Shouquan out of breath to come to the rescue, Lao Yang pushed everyone away and walked to the front row, seeing his son talking and laughing with the two military masters, the veteran had already lit a fire, and he was stunned on the spot.

"What's going on?" Wu Linglong immediately grabbed the old man next to him and asked.

"Mrs. Yang, your son is capable!" The old man had to be polite when he saw the landlord, and said better, "The soldiers don't know how to use guns, and Young Master Yang is teaching them." ”

"Him?" Wu Linglong squinted at his son from afar, and said in his heart, when you were a fool, you would also smash the bowl and something like that, now it's okay, it's time to fool the military master, Wu Linglong didn't have time to think about it, and gave her husband a waist to the waist, "Why don't you go over quickly?" ”

"How's it going?" Lao Yang didn't take half a step forward, but said with a bitter face, "It's all on this, can you stop?" ”

Wu Linglong said in his heart, the cows were blown out, and he couldn't stop, so he immediately said to Qiao'er: "Go and get your aunt's bracelet." ”