Chapter 107 Bullet Shells

"Brother Meng, Yan has a stronger memory than you, and his alertness is also higher than yours. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info You're three seconds dumber than him. Gong Yi Nianhuai looked at Meng Zhijing with a smile, and only woke up when he saw the Meng Zhijing of the Lu Dun, the vigilance is too meaty, if it is placed on the battlefield, the chance of stepping into the same river twice is greatly increased, how many lives will be lost.

Meng Zhijing wiped his face, staring at the bamboo tube with iron sheet buried in the pit, the bamboo tube less than a meter long is now only a short section of the ground, and the mouth of the tube is pointing obliquely to the northwest, looking very gentle and supple, harmless to humans and animals.

"Really going to blow up?" Meng Zhijing looked at it for a long time, and held back a sentence, completely ignoring the banter of the public and reading Huai.

"It shouldn't be fried, the paper tube is not a good airtight container, just in case."

"That's good, that's good." Meng Zhijing may have remembered the last time he competed with Yan Shi to test the power of gunpowder, two jars of the same size, containing the same amount of medicine, but the size of the pit was blown up. This left a deep impression on Meng Zhijing

This time, almost a copy of the last test of gunpowder power, the jar was replaced with a bamboo tube.

Meng Zhijing touched his chin, his eyes were rolling around, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

"Wang Gui came over with a shield, it should be used by Wang Xiaochun, but it's better to change someone, hey, it's still Wang Xiaochun who is the most suitable, he is skilled." Gong Nian Huai watched Wang Gui lead the two of them to walk quickly towards the dirt pit with two large shields, frowning as he spoke, he was really worried that something would happen.

No one has experience in this thing, so they can only grope in the dark, fall on their heels, and prick their hands, which is trivial.

Even if Gong Nian Huai, a person with a broad mind of knowledge and thinking in later generations, he also knows a little about firearms, but he has seen more and knows more, he is not an insider, and he is still a somersault distance from the professionals.

"Nian Huai, what do you think would happen if you put an iron ball on top of the paper tube?"

"What?" Gong Nian Huai was startled and turned his head to look at Meng Zhijing.

Meng Zhijing looked pensive, this sentence was said while thinking, it didn't involve any emotion, it was completely stating an idea.

"Brother Meng, you don't really want to do this, do you?" Gong lost Nianhuai was confused for a while, wasn't Meng Zhijing's idea the prototype of a cannonball? The propellant is underneath, the warhead is above, the propellant is ignited, and the propellant pushes the warhead out of the barrel to complete the firing process, the principle is as simple as that.

And the prototype of the bullet casing also came out, which was the paper tube of Wang Xiaochun's charge.

"Hehe, my little brother is still slow, at least six hours slower than you." Meng Zhijing's smile was like a flower, very mad, as if the flower fox had just eaten a chicken.

"How so?" Gong Nian Huai beat the drum in his heart, and his design had not yet become a reality, and he was seen through by these people little by little.

"Isn't that what your spindle bomb is? The little brother finally understood. The joy on Meng Zhijing's face was more comfortable than holding it for three days to get rid of it.

When Gong Yi Nianhuai was dumbfounded, Meng Zhijing took a step and walked towards Yan Shi.

"Hey, Brother Meng, don't," Gong Yi Nian Huai was stunned, and Meng Zhijing left his sight. O these are the fearless of the ignorant.

"Brother Meng, what are you going to do?" Gong Yi Nianhuai took two steps and grabbed Meng Zhijing's arm, "Brother Meng, don't ask Meng Lang." ”

"What's wrong? Allow others to make assault rifles, why don't you let the little brother also get creative and make a fly? Meng Zhijing shook his arm and did not shake off Gong Nian Huai's hand.

"Brother Meng, Brother Meng, alas, listen to the younger brother, your missile, missile? Why is this name so familiar? Yes, in later generations, the other side of the strait used this name to refer to missiles. Wait until the copper barrel is cast, and then test your missile, which can't be fired with a bamboo barrel. ”

"Really?" Meng Zhijing simply stopped, anyway, he couldn't shake off Gong Nian Huai holding his hand, and it was inconvenient to have an extra arm.

Meng Zhijing rolled his eyes, "Nian Huai, as if you know everything." Say, have you ever seen a mortar, and have you also tested a missile? ”

Not again!

"Brother Meng, junior brother has a suggestion, there is no hurry to test it, when the test is over, let's discuss it with Yan Shi, are you optimistic?" Gong lost Nian Huai is really out of line. If you use your own gunpowder as propellant, the bamboo tube will definitely not be guaranteed, and even if it is wrapped in iron sheets, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not burst.

It's okay if it explodes, but what I'm afraid of is that it will be blown up. The lethality of the flying debris is not a joke.

If you change it to gunpowder from the courtyard, you might be able to give it a try, but anyway, this cannon means that you can't stuff anything else into it.

After the cannon is fired, let them see the power of the gunpowder, and they may be more sober and will re-evaluate the material of the barrel.

After every new technology appears, it must be constantly tested, and accidents will inevitably occur in the process. And the price paid for every accident may be life. But there is oneself, and the risk of trial and error with human life cannot occur if it does not appear.

"Yan Zuotou!" After Gong Yi Nian Huai finished talking to Meng Zhijing, he didn't care whether he understood it or not, so he quickly asked Yan Shi to release the cannon, so that these people would not be thinking about it while looking at the bamboo tube.

Hey, these people are really not fooling, but under the current conditions, the damage caused by the idea of not being safe may be greater than pure speculation.

"Oh, sir? You ---" Yan Shi glanced at the Gong Nian Huai who hurried over, tilted his head and glanced at Meng Zhijing behind Gong Nian Huai, and then retracted his gaze and stared at Gong Nian Huai, smiling, there is a tendency to forge ahead towards Maitreya Buddha.

"You're all set, aren't you?" Gong Nian Huai looked left and right, Wang Xiaochun held the paper tube in his hand, standing in front of the bamboo tube, half of the bamboo tube was buried in the pit, and the remaining half was exposed to the ground, and the height was less than Wang Xiaochun's knees.

Li Gui and the two of them were circling around the bamboo tube, what were they doing? Stepping on the soil and stepping on the earth is strong, and the foot board is used as a soil rammer.

Tan Jiangtou squatted on the ground and looked at the bamboo tube in a daze, wondering if he saw the ants shaking the bamboo tube, thinking about the serious question of whether to save the ants or not.

"Sir, go back to the house with Meng Gongzi. That's it. Yan Shi looked at Gong Yi Nian Huai and Meng Zhijing, and the expressions of the two were a little weird, and they didn't match.

"Yan Zuotou, let your people disperse, far away, if you can find cover, you can find cover, you also understand this power, don't have an accident."

Gong Nian Huai is really worried. Especially with the experience of the first few times, people are already numb, seeing that the first few times are safe and sound, there is no danger, and Tan Jiangtou is fine with the bamboo tube in his arms, why will there be something wrong if he is far away?

At this time and at that time, the story of carving a boat to seek a sword has been told for thousands of years, and the same thing has not happened again and again?

Seeing is not believing. Like this gunpowder, people only see how much color and shape remain, and few people pay attention to what the difference between color and shape means to the power of gunpowder.

Under inertial thinking, the same amount will of course produce the same power.

Just look at the expressions of the people around you, they are a little confused and dazed about why they dig a pit, why they want to bury the bamboo tube in it, and why they need to put a layer of iron on the outside of the bamboo tube. is a level with the dancing god, and the more mysterious it is, the more it can fool people.

There may be no more than three people present who can really understand what is going on, and these three people are also doing this with the mentality that it is always safe to do so.

"Oh, and also, let Koharu make the fire rope longer, and don't wait for halfway through the fire before putting it in the bamboo tube. Light it and put it away. "Gong Nian Huai tried his best to imagine the links that might go wrong, and plugged the loopholes when they found them, and every time they left a loophole, something could happen.

"Oh, sir, is there anything else?" Yan Solid psychological pressure is the heaviest, probably second only to Gong Nian Huai. He is the head of the court, the presiding officer. According to later generations, Yan Shi has leadership responsibility. Once something happens, the first person responsible will not run.

"Well, let Xiaochun stand in front of the side, not facing the muzzle, Wang Gui, let him put the shield in the most convenient position for Xiaochun to enter. Okay, that's all, let's arrange it. Gong Nian Huai gritted his teeth and thought about it, and couldn't think of anything that might go wrong.

"Nianhuai, as for it?" Meng Zhijing listened to Gong Nianhuai's strict instructions one by one with his hands behind his back, with an angry smile on his face.

"Or, Brother Meng, you will replace Xiaochun?" Gong Yi Nianhuai glanced at it again and again, eager to rip Meng Zhijing out of his body, and pushed the car back at this time, where are you standing?

"I don't want my wife and children to run away with others, ah." A solid voice exploded from the crowd, "Go, go, the farther away the better, the longer you don't count." ”

Listening to the voice of Yan Shi, Gong Yi Nianhuai and Meng Zhijing looked at each other and smiled. Treat craftsmen who are neither literate nor military, neither too literate nor too wild. Yan Shi gets along with these people day and night, and naturally knows how to deal with them.

There were five or six people left in front of the pit, Yan Shi stepped forward and stepped on it, and said to Li Gui, "Li Gui, you can take people and leave, and Tan Jiangtou, there is nothing to do with you here." "Li Gui has no opinion, he is one of the people who has seen the power of Gongyi Huai's new gunpowder, and he strictly let them evacuate, so he is naturally as good as a stream.

"Yan Zuotou, you see, it's buried and iron, how can there be anything?" Tan Hong jumped out.

Yan Shi stared at Tan Hong for two and a half seconds, and a sentence came out from between his teeth, "Hmph, who wants to care about you." With this sentence, Yan Shi rushed to Xiaochun, looked at the fire rope again and again, and helped Wang Gui adjust the position and angle of the shield. I didn't feel at ease, so I let Wang Xiaochun try it twice, and then I told him again, and then he wiped his face.

"Sir, Master Meng, let's go back to the house."

"Okay."

The three of them turned around and walked quickly to the front of the room, and looked at the angle at the door again, but it was still not safe, and finally retreated into the house.

"Koharu is on fire." Meng Zhijing looked out through the crack in the door.

"Yan Shi, Craftsman Tan is still there, why don't you call him over." Gong Nian Huai found that Tan Hong was still standing there, not looking like he wanted to hide.

"Sir, leave him alone. Tan Craftsman is not worried about Koharu. Yan Shi's voice trembled a little with nervousness.

"Oh!" Gong Nian Huai knows that like this kind of courtyard, the personnel relationship inside is simple and simple, and the craftsmen are both workers and neighbors, and many of them are either good families or children and daughters, and the circle is set in circles, interlocking, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a big family.