69. Gas bombs
Only then did I see the figure of the Red Army, and the guns of those regiments "banged" non-stop. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The pass is now smoky, much like a temple with incense burning. If it weren't for the pungent smell of gunsmoke, it would really mean a bit of Immortal Mountain Treasure Realm.
"The bullet propellant used by Luo Keshao should be black powder, but how is his bullet made, is there a stamping machine?"
Qin Lang muttered to himself in surprise.
If there is anything difficult to make in this world, bullets are definitely one of them. Primers, shells, ******, warheads, everything is not easy to produce. The technical issues involved are probably not something that a layman like Qin Lang can handle.
The arsenal tried to reload the bullets, using black powder as well, and it was a pure dream to hit the distance. And it also brings with it the problem of cleanliness. The residue of the burning of black powder, which can quickly clog the barrel. If it is not cleaned up in time, the explosion will become inevitable. Moreover, bullets made of lead and tin will expand and deform, and they will be separated when they are shot, and they will be useless at all.
"Are you ready?"
Thinking of Luo Keshao's small arsenal in Jiangkou, Qin Lang's heart was hot. Even if it can produce a singles, it is better than the soldiers carrying big knives and shuttle darts!
"Division commander, the mortar company is ready, please instruct."
Mourning Star checked the shooting Zhu Yuan again, and then replied loudly.
"Let's shoot!"
"Mortar battery, gun No. 1, three rapid fire!"
"Suddenly!"
"Suddenly!"
"Suddenly!"
The violent burning of the gunpowder pushed the cannonball into the air, and then slowly fell again, and soon there was a loud explosion at the city pass.
Brainy was surprised to find that the sound of the explosion had become very dull, and he quickly picked up the telescope in his hand. only to find that the smoke at the city pass was even bigger, and there seemed to be people running around.
"Could it be that the division commander made a poison gas bomb?"
Cold sweat came down in an instant, if you really use a poison gas bomb, will the wind change the direction of the people in the city poison to death?
"Up, on!"
The gunfire at the city pass had stopped, and more than a dozen soldiers in charge of building the bridge, led by a platoon commander, ran out as fast as they could. They all had wet cloths over their mouths, and it seemed that they had prepared in advance.
The trench is not wide, only about one zhang. Just build a few pieces of wood and lay them on the boards. It was just a gust of wind blowing, and the soldiers who built the bridge fell to the ground one by one, and it seemed that the wet cloth did not work at all.
"Demolition team, up."
The wooden bridge has begun to take shape, and it is not a problem for people to pass through, but there is still a heavy wooden gate in the city gate, which must be blown open with explosives. For the sake of insurance, Qin Lang dismantled dozens of grenades and made explosives bags.
The smoke from the gate intensified, and the demolition team turned red as they approached, but they gritted their teeth and set the explosives bag on fire.
All the people who returned couldn't see it, their faces were covered with all kinds of filth, and it was useless to let them wash their faces quickly.
"Ahem, ahem."
The violent cough makes people even more worried about whether they will cough up their lungs.
"Boom."
After the flash, the city gate immediately collapsed, but the white smoke that came out was thicker, and the smell of the wind made everyone cough incessantly.
"Bullnose, you're so ...... black."
I don't usually eat chili peppers, and I can't even speak at once. Let's just say how the sound of the mortar shell is wrong, it turns out that it is stuffed with small paprika.
Qin Langcai didn't bother to take care of him, stood up and raised his arms and shouted:
"Comrades, rush!"
Once the Chengguan was lost, the entire Jiangkou was already in the hands of the Red Army, no one fought back, and the regiments blocking the gate and those who were not killed were all suffocated like crabs in a pot, each redder than the other. He forgot even to raise his hand, and whenever he saw water, he crawled over and drank it like a cow or a horse.
"Send a platoon to keep everyone in custody, and the rest of the people block the streets, and the comrades of the reconnaissance company will go to the arsenal with me."
What Qin Lang had in his heart was Luo Keshao's arsenal.
The master has already explained everything he can explain, and Luo Keshao has no secrets at all now. Not to mention that this guy really has a bit of potential to be a hero, he actually understands the principle of self-reliance, in this era, this is already stronger than most people.
"Grandpa Worker and Peasant spare his life!"
The arsenal is located on the right side of the Luo family's mansion, which is a small courtyard with a single family, and originally sent a few regiments to guard it, but as soon as they saw the figure of the Red Army, they quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
"Ding, ding, ding."
As soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of metal knocking, and to Qin Lang's surprise, the machines in the factory were still running, and those mechanics had no intention of stopping at all.
The machine here is as simple as the last time, but there is a vertical milling machine, Qin Lang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this machine. Although it was just as worn-out, the machine was well maintained and the metal parts were wiped clean.
"Who's in charge of this machine?"
Qin Lang couldn't help but ask.
"I, sir, am me."
A man quickly raised his hand and replied.
He was about forty years old, his hair was already a little gray, and he still had a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, much like the image of an old worker in later movies. However, his whole person was as thin as a firewood stick, and he trembled because of fear, which greatly reduced this image.
Qin Lang smiled and asked:
"What's your name?"
"Report to the chief, my name is Yu Guangyou, my ancestor is a gunsmith, I was caught in Sun Chuanfang's army to repair guns a few years ago, and later I was exiled to southern Hunan and was invited by Luo Keshao to make guns."
These situations are consistent with what the master said, and they should not be lies.
Qin Lang asked quietly:
"How do you make bullets?"
"Returning to the sir, Luo Keshao bought a lot of copper from all over the place. We first melt it down to make a copper plate, and then forge it into a copper sheet with an iron hammer, and as long as it is stamped, the large size comes out. After polishing, the lead is poured into it, and it becomes a warhead. It's black powder, and no one here can make smokeless medicine, so they can only make do with it. The primer was also stamped with a thin sheet of copper, and the fire cap medicine was bought by Luo Keshao with money. I heard that I bought it in Changsha, but I don't know who to look for. ”
Yu Guangyou replied honestly.
When Qin Lang heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning. Luo Keshao went to Changsha to buy fire cap medicine, but the master didn't explain it, could it be that he was hiding something?
The head cursed in a low voice:
"This bastard!"
In the past few days, the method of multiple interrogations by many people has torn apart the master's defense line little by little, and I thought that he had explained everything, who knew that there was such an important thing that was not said.
"Bring all the machines back to the tea forest, remember that there is no damage to it, and as for you mechanics, go to work at the tea forest arsenal now."
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Some time ago, the big move was ruthless, and now the number of words is a bit excessive, if it reaches 300,000 words, it will be difficult to do!
In the past few days, I can only change the number of words to more than 2000 chapters, waiting for these to be recommended first,
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