War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 52: People are special and horses are special

There was smoke rising from the jungle, and Qu Yong was waving branches with yellow leaves on them, fanning the fire pit.

He was burning charcoal, but in a different way.

Xu Chaoyang did not let Qu Yong burn the firewood directly and bury it to get the charcoal, as he felt that was too slow. Instead, he found an iron barrel, stuffed it tightly with firewood, pierced a hole in the lid, covered the barrel with it, and set it on fire. This way, he could get charcoal quickly.

"Brother, you are biased!"

"Why should your brother-in-law be able to go into town to get gasoline cans and buy saltpeter, but I have to burn charcoal?"

Xu Chaoyang, who was studying a gasoline cylinder with Tong Meng, was amused by Qu Yong. It was not because what he said was so interesting, but it was interesting that this grown man did not frown at all when facing bullets and shells, but pouted his lips as if he had been treated unfairly by his own hands.

Xu Chaoyang didn't give him face: "Nonsense, it doesn't matter if I let you go into the city to buy things, but can I still catch your shadow after you enter the city?"

"Why not!" Qu Yong asked with his chin raised.

"You mean, if you enter the city and see the old women, can you move your body?"

"I..." Qu Yong lowered his head and stopped talking.

Xu Chaoyang was very brave and sent people into Ice City. Firstly, he wanted them to pick up their relatives and then buy tickets from Ice City to send them away, eliminating any worries; secondly, he wanted to prepare to have people buy saltpeter and the necessary tools for making gunpowder.

In the current environment, if Xu Chaoyang wants to understand the conscienceless cannon, he can only do it himself.

Not only did he have to stir-fry the gunpowder with Tong Meng, but he also had to bundle the stir-fried gunpowder into explosive packages and make propellant.

To achieve this goal, he needed to prepare a lot of things. If he did all these things one by one, when would he be the boss? He could only ask people to go to the city to buy them, and he was even very careful to ask people to buy only saltpeter and not charcoal, for fear that someone would target them based on these things.

"Captain, I still feel uneasy."

Tong Meng looked at the gasoline tank he had just brought back in front of him and kept muttering to himself.

"If you want to launch the explosive pack farther, you have to eject it. The amount of propellant required for ejection may be too much for the gasoline cylinder to bear at the moment of explosion. If the chamber pressure inside is not released properly, there will be big problems. If we are not careful, we will all be finished!"

Chamber pressure...

Xu Chaoyang now feels more and more that it is a good deal to use the imperial power to exchange for Tong Meng. This little poem is given to you to use. Those are all words that Xu Chaoyang knows clearly but can't remember when he speaks.

"Captain, don't take this lightly!"

"If it weren't for the oil drum, it would explode right away..."

Xu Chaoyang's thoughts were almost messed up by Tong Meng, and he suddenly remembered the movies he had watched when he was in the army in order to cultivate patriotic feelings.

He had forgotten the name of the movie, but it was definitely an old movie, and the oil drums in the movie didn't seem to be placed on the ground...

"Xiucai..."

Xu Chaoyang was thinking about other things, and he opened his mouth and said what Tong Meng didn't want to hear the most. Tong Meng didn't take it seriously and said, "Hey." Qu Yong was immediately unhappy: "Fuck you, I called you a scholar, and you said something to me. Big brother called you, and you didn't dare to fart!"

Tong Meng glared at him fiercely. Xu Chaoyang ignored the two people's quarrel and said, "I remember there is another way to bury this thing in the soil. What is it used for?"

"Bury them in the soil..." Tong Meng looked at the oil barrel as if being pulled by something: "Bury them all?"

"No, just bury your butt."

Tong Meng immediately picked up a branch and drew on the ground, making a bunch of English letters, some of which had horns on their heads. Qu Yong turned his head and took a look and said, "Is this a talisman?"

It was no wonder that Qu Yong misunderstood. This Tong Meng wrote a long string of words, squatting on the ground and moving his butt backwards while writing...

"I see……"

"I see!"

Tong Meng suddenly went crazy: "Use the earth's soil to replace the chamber pressure of the steel barrel, release the excess force of the chamber pressure to the unshakable earth, and then use the propulsion force of the ignited black powder to explode the explosive pack... Captain, you are a genius!"

"Brilliant!"

After Tong Meng said these two words, he didn't realize that he, who never swore, had been completely infected by Xu Chaoyang and his brothers. He wrote faster and faster with the branch in his hand, and kept muttering: "The earth's bearing capacity does not need to be calculated. It's like taking an infinite number and dividing it by the chamber pressure of '1'. No matter how you calculate it, there is always more than enough!"

"Captain, how did you come up with this?"

Only then did Xu Chaoyang realize how astonishing the wisdom of their predecessors was. Even Tong Meng, a professional with this background, couldn't come up with a solution, but the old predecessors had to solve it with a folk method.

Now he no longer dared to look down on folk methods. There was a flash of super talent here, but this talent was wrapped in the wisdom of wearing patched clothes, and ordinary people often saw the patched clothes.

"Captain, as long as we can control the amount of black powder and the explosion direction and equivalent of the propellant, this is a completely feasible formula!"

Xu Chaoyang stopped talking...

He came from another world, so it was effortless for him to take out these things. However, how many people knew how much the ancestors paid in this battle?
Does anyone know how many lives have to be lost in the production process of fried gunpowder before it can be made completely safe?
When our army was extremely short of supplies, who first thought of using honey to make explosives? Does anyone know?
Not to mention others, even Xu Chaoyang, who works at the Military Museum, only has a rough idea about these things. Even if he has read the materials, he will still forget them when others ask him about them.

In other words, after the predecessors had spent all their efforts to build this country, Xu Chaoyang couldn't even remember their names!

Even though, I have never asked for anything.

"Captain, what's wrong with you?"

After seeing Xu Chaoyang's mood, Tong Meng opened his mouth and asked.

"fine."

Xu Chaoyang turned his head silently, feeling ashamed.

"Company commander..."

Call!
In the distance, two horses were running back happily. One of them seemed to have a problem. When the other one leaped forward with all four hooves, he was running with four legs forming a system. But if you look closely, you can see that this guy turned in the direction every time he ran, and it was impossible to synchronize the front and back areas.

This is really a case of both people and horses being special. Not only does Xu Chaoyang have a group of young men with their own styles, but even the horses have to stand out.

"Company commander!"

Yu Minghao and Liu Gen'er reined in their horses, dismounted, and unloaded the things hanging on the horses, saying, "Everyone in my family has left. I also took back the horse we kept at Liu Dapiao's house and sold it. As for my family, we got on the train. The only surprise is that Liu Dapiao didn't dare to stay in the Northeast after our robbery of the imperial seal caused a stir in the city. He had to go along with the fun..."

Liu Gener smiled and said, "We played a trick on him and gave him a false date, saying that we would leave the day after tomorrow. We immediately sent him away. In addition, I also brought back the guns we had in Nangang."

Yu Minghao added: "There is also saltpeter, a large frying pan, a ladle..."

Yu Minghao thought about it again and again, and seeing that Xu Chaoyang was looking behind them, he said, "Don't worry, there is no tail."

(End of this chapter)