"You're polite, if you have something, you can say it, and you will never refuse." Zhao Laosan patted his chest and replied categorically.

Contributing to the anti-Japanese resistance is by no means ambiguous. This consciousness is much stronger than that of some people.

Wang Desheng then remembered Yuan Chenming who came with him, and he had to listen to what the experts had to say about what he did.

He introduced Zhao Laosan: "This is Yuan Chenming, a college student who came to our army, who is educated and intelligent. He also proposed the matter, and everything was guided by him. ”

Zhao Laosan only noticed Yuan Chenming at this time, and various emotions such as humble admiration came to mind. A messy pair of hands that don't know where to put them.

It's really too big a name for college students.

There are only a few people in the village who have attended private schools for a few days, and it is great that the children of the village chief go to a primary school in the county seat.

What is that, a college student?

Resting in the previous dynasty, that is the old man, if you don't do it, you will be a Jinshiler.

Today, college students came to their Zhaojiazhuang, and it was really a Wenqu star.

Yuan Chenming felt a little inexplicable when he saw this, so he had to smile awkwardly and politely: "Uncle Zhao, it's okay to call me Xiao Yuan, the instructors all call me that." ”

"Little ...... Yuan. ”

"Hmm." Yuan Chenming agreed. It can be seen that Blacksmith Zhao is still very nervous.

In fact, it's impossible not to be nervous, it's a great honor to talk to Wen Quxing.

Stained with the literary tone of Wen Quxing, if his grandson reads a book and becomes famous, the ancestral grave will have to smoke.

If you're so embarrassed all the time, when will you be able to finish it?

Wang Desheng said a few words to adjust the atmosphere and lead the matter to the main topic.

"Xiao Yuan, tell me about the thing you built."

Yuan Chenming replied and took out his small notebook. Show Blacksmith Zhao his drawings and explain them. When it comes to getting down to business, he's also very serious.

What needs to be done is the warhead of the wooden-handled grenade, which is the iron lump on the top of the wooden handle.

But don't look at this iron lump doesn't look like a big deal, it's also exquisite.

Yuan Chenming observed the border area grenades in the hands of the soldiers, and the iron lump generally looked like a round ball, but it was not very flat, and some of them were strangely shaped.

I heard some soldiers say that after they just got the grenade, they should touch the iron lump well.

See if there are any sharp spots, and if there are, be sure to smooth them on the stone, otherwise the clothes will be torn.

That's because the mold didn't get right.

But in fact, those are not too big an impact and can be overcome.

What really affects is the uneven quality of this thing. Some grenades exploded in two, some burst out of a horn, and some emitted a puff of black smoke.

Let's just say, how can this kill devils?

Of course, under the repeated sweeps of the enemy, the small workshop of three or two people, the tools and materials are all improvised, and it would be good to be able to make something to kill the enemy.

Too much is demanding.

A grenade is better than a broadsword and a spear!

Knowing so much, Yuan Chenming just felt a little regretful. What he wants to do, of course not, and it is impossible to get close to such a small workshop.

If he wants to do it, he has to make something that works.

How?

The warhead of the grenade had to be improved by prefabricating fragments at the time of production.

Prefabricated fragments are the equivalent of the grid-by-box thing on a grenade, a shell that makes it easy to break into small pieces, and when it explodes, it can fly out evenly, instead of being blown up indiscriminately.

As long as this can be done, then the grenade is half done. You know, the power of a grenade is mainly due to the fragmentation that flies after the explosion.

Gunpowder only provides kinetic energy.

"Well, I see, why didn't I think of it before?" Wang Desheng suddenly realized after listening to the explanation.

The little devil's melon grenade, isn't it just carved a grid on it!

They seized a lot, and they didn't use it less. I only saw that this thing was powerful, and it could blow up several of them when thrown into a pile.

But no one thought that the squares engraved above would be of such use.

If you had thought of it earlier, it would have been improved earlier!

Actually, it's not like that. The Eighth Route Army was capable of men.

At that time when the Red Army was fighting, there were homemade grenades. A grenade made by the Soviet District Arsenal, shaped like a chayote, with a large and round end and a small and blunt end at the other.

The Red Army soldiers affectionately called the grenade "Little Melon" because of its shape.

At that time, grenades had prefabricated fragments. But why is there no border photo now?

Yuan Chenming was puzzled at first, but later figured it out.

First, the information is not smooth, and what Shanxi knows may not be known in Shanxi for ten or eight years.

Second, because of the lack of military talents, it is impossible to send talents who have worked in arsenals to the grassroots level, so there is no point.

In many places in the base area, grenades are made, and without the guidance of people who understand them, they try to imitate them in their own ways. I don't know the essentials, and it's all kinds and uneven.

If it is a grenade made by the Eighth Route Army Arsenal, the performance is still good. But the number is too small, and the Eighth Route Army has grown to three or four hundred thousand people, and one person is not enough.

You still have to rely on the handicraft workshop below to make your own.

Zhao Laosan is a blacksmith, and he only cares about the work of a blacksmith. After figuring out Wen Quxing's request, he immediately gave a solution.

"You have to make iron bumps according to your requirements, if you do one or two, I will polish it for you by hand. If you do too much, you have to reopen the mold. How much are you going to do? ”

Yuan Chenming set his eyes on the instructor.

Do you want to do a few experiments first, or just open the mold and do it once and for all?

Wang Desheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "If you want to do it one by one, how to do it." How many molds can be made in a day? ”

"Make one or two, and I'll make you a hollowed-out lump of iron first, and then cut out a trench on it. It takes time, and one person can't do several in a day.

If there is a mold, it is a non-stop pouring of molten iron, and it will be made as much as you want. It's just that making molds is very troublesome, and it's not easy to get it. ”

Zhao Laosan didn't lie, it is really not so easy to be a fine and good mold.

After a long time, the instructor made up his mind: "Do, make the mold." ”

Making such a decision is also a bit stressful for him.

It's not that he doesn't have confidence in Yuan Chenming, it's just that in case, if he fails, the loss will be even greater.

It wasn't his money, and he didn't have enough money in advance, so he had to go back and apply for funding.

At this moment, he also made up his mind. If it doesn't work out, he owes it. Deduct from his allowance and pay it back slowly.

After negotiating the matter, the two of them came out of Zhao Laosan's place.

Finding that Wang Desheng still didn't have much confidence, Yuan Chenming patted him on the shoulder and comforted him familiarly: "Don't worry, instructor." I've deduced this several times in my little book.

As long as the parts are all in place and the production process is fine, the wooden-handled grenade will definitely be made.

It will definitely surprise them all.

Grand Master Li, he has to invite you and me to drink. ”

Wang Desheng was amused, "Okay, listen to you." Let's go to the carpenter. ”