Chapter 113: Fireballs streak across the sky

Yan Shi squinted at the corners of his eyes, quickly and casually put his hands behind his back, straightened his chest, and his face was solemn and serious, like the style of a big leader. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom!" A muffled sound hummed through the courtyard of the courtyard, swirling between the houses, colliding with more waves, and gradually fading away.

This roar startled the birds perched on the surrounding green trees, chirping, flapping their wings, and scrambling to scatter and flee. In an instant, the green trees were like fireworks, shooting countless bird bullets.

Since then, all the birds and birds who have made their home in the courtyard have discussed moving, and it has become a dangerous place that is not suitable for habitation.

This is not over, the people in the courtyard held their breath, and their eyes were fixed on the bamboo tube. With an explosion, a flash of fire flew out of the bamboo tube like a meteor, roaring like a wild dog that had been driven out of its strength, wailing, rolling, and soaring into the sky.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the nothingness, the fireballs, the head on the ground looking up at the sky, froze in an instant, as if the universe had stopped spinning, and time had stopped moving forward.

Back then, Zhang Fei stopped drinking, and the river flowed backwards; Today, a cannon rang out, rewriting history.

A thought that casually burst out at that time made the people in the courtyard, including Meng Zhijing, see a high-speed spiraling fireball, which more intuitively demonstrated the trajectory of the trace.

When Gong Yi Nianhuai asked Wang Xiaochun to make balls and cones at that time, it was purely to deal with these people. If you use iron to make a ball and a cone, even if you use the method of rolling, the cone is still more difficult to roll the ball.

Because the paper tube and the ball of the charge are not as close as the combination of the cartridge case and the warhead of the later generations, the inner wall of the bamboo tube is also difficult to be as smooth and concave as the barrel of the later generations.

The difference is a millimeter, you can be a thousand miles, not to mention that from the bamboo tube to the ball, there are loopholes in any link, the difference is not a millimeter, of course, the fallacy can not be measured in thousands of miles, but in thousands of miles.

Fortunately, now it is not precise, and if you can push the ball out of the bamboo tube, it will be considered a success. It should be a demonstration to the people of this time and space about the process of converting chemical energy into kinetic energy.

Unexpectedly, because of the use of wooden balls, it brought unexpected effects to the demonstration.

I don't know what kind of wood Wang Xiaochun used to cut the ball, but it burned very sensitively anyway.

What a high temperature is the gunpowder deflagration, how can the wood in the carpenter's room be half dry or wet, it is all dry, so one can burn, the other wants to be burned, Wang Ba met mung beans, and the surname Zheng married the surname He, just right, and the fire burned.

Fortunately, it is used as gunpowder in the courtyard, and its composition is complex, mainly to support combustion, rather than deflagration, although there is a bamboo tube constraints, the thrust produced is still very meaty.

Even so, the ball with Mars left only a dark red line of fire on people's retina, and with a roaring roar, easily crossed the courtyard wall and disappeared.

After the whistling died down, the ears of those present still seemed to be trembling, humming and temporarily losing the ability to think and react.

The heads were stupid, and the courtyard was silent except for the slight tremor of the air when the breeze blew by. Even the birds are at a loss for what to do, or they have long since fled to other places.

"Ahh An exclamation shattered the silent hard shell, and people woke up like a dream, one by one like terracotta warriors and horses being resurrected, and like robots shaking their joints, their movements looking a little stiff and uncoordinated.

Gong Nian Huai is the only one who is sober-minded. However, he was also a little silly. Of course, Gong lost Nianhuai not because he was shocked, but because of the dazzling pattern when the ball with Mars swept across the sky.

The field of vision was originally filled with green trees, blue sky, white clouds, and red stars that suddenly rushed in, overlapping and transparent, and these were so fresh and pure, as if they had sucked away people's souls, or the souls had never left, but just melted into the natural beauty of the field of vision.

"Sir, fly out of the courtyard wall, haha, Meng Gongzi, Yuan Zhi won, I won." After staying for a while, Yan Shi seemed to return the yang, dancing with his hands, and jumping, as if he was more than thirty years younger all of a sudden.

It's very creepy, a chubby man in his thirties, jumping up like a child, clapping his hands, how eye-catching.

Gong Nian Huai pinched his nose and flashed to the side, if Yan Shi was crazy and bitten, he would not bear the brunt and become the first person to be bitten.

In this plane, there should be no such thing as mental illness.

"Sir, sir," Yan Shi seemed to understand something, and grabbed Gong Nian Huai with both hands, a smile on his fat face, no, not like a smile, like a cry, oh, or laughing and crying together.

"Sir, it's flying. Haha," Yan Shi was like a madman, "Well, uh-huh, sir, you're right, we're going off the rails." ”

Yikes! Gong Nian Huai pulled open the shelf, made it look like he would turn around and run at any time, and looked at Yan Shi's actions carefully, "Yan Zuotou? Tight, tight! Hi, wake up, smack! ”

Gong Nian Huai saw the opportunity, poked out his palm, and hit Yan Zhuang's chest, "Wake up!" ”

"Ahh Yan Shi was stunned, his outstretched hands stopped, his eyes rolled, his scattered and fanatical gaze gradually narrowed and cooled, and his eyes became clearer.

"Tight, fast, let people climb over the courtyard wall and pick up the wooden balls." Gong Nian Huai looked at Yan Shi for a long time, and after making sure that Yan Shi did not have intermittent psychosis and had not been bitten by a mad dog, he tentatively pushed Yan Shi on the shoulder.

"Ahh Yes, sir, "Yan Shi cried.

The strict shoulders twitched one by one, like a child who had been abducted and trafficked, and finally found his long-lost parents, but omitted the link of hugging his head.

"Okay, Brother Meng, Brother Meng?" Gong Yi Nianhuai turned his head and saw that Meng Zhijing was still stretching his neck, like a pinched duck, and he may have had a twitch in his neck and had not recovered.

Gong Yi Nianhuai looked at the frame of the two, as for it? That's where it goes! You haven't seen the more powerful and frenzied artillery, but if you do, won't the enemy be relieved, and you will be directly shocked to death.

"Hey, hey, it's dawn, it's water!" Gong Yi Nianhuai raised his eyes and looked, okay, one of the people in the courtyard is counted as one, they are all like walking corpses who have lost their souls, and their faces are numb? Confused? Intoxicated? Or is it a hybrid?

Anyway, there is no normal reaction.

Actually, it's no wonder.

What happens if it were tested in a barracks? If you test it in the village, will it have the same shocking effect?

The answer is probably no. Why?

Different groups of people, because of their different concerns, will have different attitudes towards the same thing. What is the army, is a violent group. Of course, violence requires violent power, and the stronger such power, the more it can arouse their blood, and it is easy to become the favorite of the soldiers.

If the soldiers saw that the bamboo tube could shoot fireballs, they would be surprised and revelry. Who doesn't love a new type of firearm that requires no effort and is no less effective than a bow and crossbow means not only winning battles, but also saving lives while winning battles?

What about the villagers? Their focus is on how to make the crops well, collect more food, give their mother-in-law and children a few more full meals, and pull a few feet of flower cloth to make a few new clothes. As for why the bamboo tube can send the ball twenty or thirty zhang away, Quan Dang watched a magic trick, and it is better to pull out a few more weeds if you have the strength to throw the ball and play. Hehe, but, when you go home and blow to your own mother-in-law, you can also grow a man's majestic wind.

What kind of place is the courtyard, it is an arsenal; Who is a craftsman, a technician? What technicians value, of course, is technology. If a new type of weapon can be developed, it will not only be the glory of the workshop, but also the glory of the craftsmen.

Craftsmen are not only workers in the production and manufacture of weapons, but also the main force in scientific research and innovation. The same is a weapon, and the vision of the craftsmen is different from that of the soldiers. They are more reserved, proud, and persistent than the soldiers.

What the soldiers saw was a weapon, a weapon to kill the enemy and win in battle, and a tool to save their lives and gain military merits.

The weapons in the eyes of the craftsmen are, first of all, their hard work and wisdom, and secondly, the embodiment of the craftsmanship of the craftsmen, and it is not an exaggeration to be regarded as a handicraft by them. Finally, it is a job, a support for the family.

So in the eyes of craftsmen, craftsmanship is their lifeblood. If a new type of weapon is created by their craft, it is the highest reward for their skill.

Therefore, when the sparkling ball flew out of the bamboo tube, the craftsmen were completely turned upside down. Subverted their philosophy.

What is the idea, for these craftsmen, the idea is the soul of their craft. Now, with the sound of a cannon, their ideas are reduced to ashes in the sound of cannons, how can this not make them stunned. This cannon sound means that what they used to insist on has since become garbage and burden. Either someone will ascend to heaven, or someone will fall into the eighteen layers of hell.

"Nian Huai, this is much easier to use than trebuchet." Meng Zhijing finally relieved himself, exhaled a sigh, and said a word leisurely, almost squirting Gong Nian Huai.

"Trebuchet?" Gong Yi Nian Huai was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly, "Brother Meng, how can you compare with a trebuchet, the two are different." ”

"Yes, sir, that's very true, it's different," Yan Shi didn't know when he came back to life, and then Gong Nian Huai's words were repeated again.

Gong Yi Nianhuai glanced at Yan Shi, "Yan Shi, what's the difference?" "Gong Yi Nianhuai wants to take the test strictly, since he entered the institute, Yan Shi except for a hat on his head, there seems to be nothing special about it, and he can't see that he is still the person in charge of a technology-based factory.

"Oh, sir, wait a minute, Yuan Zhi will have the ball back, and the distance will have to be measured. Hey, Wang Gui, let someone pick up the ball. ”