After Mo Zui shouted, he grabbed a grenade, pulled the string and threw it out.
The grinding table was thrown very accurately. After all, Yang Fan required officers to take the lead in training, and officers were trained twice as much.
A smoking wooden-handled grenade landed on a raft. The Mongolians had never seen this thing before, and they all lowered their heads curiously to see it.
At this time, a few seconds passed, the fuse burned out, and then there was a loud bang, and fire and smoke rose. The dozen or so people on the raft were instantly blown to pieces. The raft was also blown to pieces, with broken limbs and pieces of wood flying in all directions.
Yang Fan's grenades are divided into two types: offensive grenades and defensive grenades.
The offensive one mainly relies on shock waves to kill the enemy. Because the attacking side has no trench protection, and the shrapnel flies much further than the shock wave, it is easy to blow itself up.
Therefore, this kind of grenade basically does not have prefabricated shrapnel, and mainly relies on explosion shock waves to kill.
If grenades were unsafe, soldiers would be afraid to use them.
Therefore, the offensive grenade is just a thin layer of iron wrapped in a compacted fertilizer explosive. The charge is quite large, close to 200 grams.
The chemical fertilizer explosive is close to 60% of the power of TNT. This grenade is extremely powerful, far more powerful than black powder.
Moreover, the gunpowder research team directly managed by Yaoguang is already learning from the war experience in modern Syria.
Based on modern information, the organizers studied the Syrian technique of cooking explosives using white sugar and fertilizer in a wok.
The Syrian gas tank mortars are filled with this stuff, and the explosive power is very terrifying.
As Mo table dropped the bomb, ten soldiers with a small flag threw out grenades one after another.
The training for servants to throw grenades is much more intensive than that of ordinary infantry soldiers.
What Yang Fan issued was a throwing training outline based on my rabbit's training code.
We can train soldiers to throw training bombs from fifty meters and smash the glass on the third floor.
If the officer says to hit that piece, hit that piece. You will never hit the wrong one.
As for throwing while standing, throwing while sitting, throwing while rolling, throwing on your stomach, or crawling, whatever you want. Just throw it away as you say. If you say smash that piece of glass, just smash that piece of glass.
Yang Fan said that those who can practice to this level will be awarded the title of Excellent Soldier in this project and will be rewarded in terms of treatment. A pack of cigarettes is given out every month, and a lighter is also given as an extra reward.
In Yang Fan's system now, cigarettes are a good thing.
A second-hand manual cigarette rolling machine obtained from Hyundai, plus the flue-cured tobacco grown by oneself, is used to produce cigarettes by oneself. Tobacco has always been a monopoly, and this business has huge profits.
At present, there is only a small workshop in trial production, the output is very low, and it has not been put on the market at all. They are only issued as internal rations.
He could take out a cigarette and hold it in his mouth, then he would take out an imitation Zippo lighter, start it with a clang, and puff away the smoke.
Immediately you will get a burst of envy.
There is no place to buy this thing, you can only get it as a training reward.
As a result, these guys went to the training ground to practice during their breaks, and they couldn't get back.
As long as there are dozens of skills such as shooting, stabbing, bombing, earthwork, riding, reconnaissance, mapping, prisoner capture, bow and arrow, fighting, etc., if you can achieve excellence in one, you can get a pack of cigarettes per month, plus a one-time use Reward with a lighter.
Du Bo, a veteran of this small flag, has already achieved excellence in stabbing, shooting, and bombing.
I received three lighters as a reward and three packs of cigarettes a month. The eyes of other soldiers turned red with envy.
As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. If it was something that men liked, it would be more effective than heavy rewards. The exciting soldiers would scream and chase each other through life-threatening training.
Du Baiyan weighed the grenade.
Aiming at a shouting Mongolian centurion on the river bank in the distance, I thought it was you.
After briefly estimating the distance, wind direction and speed, he threw the grenade.
The smoking grenade drew a parabola and accurately fell into the crowd.
Then there was an explosion, a cloud of smoke and fire rose up, and more than a dozen people were knocked to the ground.
At this time, there were more than a dozen wooden rafts nearby already leaning on the side of the ship.
The Mongolian soldiers were stabbing at the steel plate with Mongolian knives and spears, and the steel plate was smashed with a loud bang. The angle steel bracket also made a teeth-striking sound.
In order to reduce weight during the original modification, too thick steel was not used.
Looking at the shaking metal shell at this time, it felt like it would collapse in the next moment.
Some people also tried to get in through the gun window of the Franco machine gun. However, he received a head-on attack and was stabbed out by the gunners with red-hot iron picks from the stove.
The red-hot iron immediately burned the skin and flesh, and these people screamed and fell into the water.
Soldiers with two small flags on each side extended their flintlock rifles from the shutter-like shooting ports and kept shooting at the Mongols who were leaning against the side of the ship.
At such a close distance, a Mongolian would fall with almost every gunshot.
Lu Xiaowen is a servant. He is sixteen years old and ran away from Daming Mansion.
In their hometown, due to the severe drought this year, the fields have lost their production. The whole village fled. On the way to escape the famine, I heard that people could find work and survive in Zunhua.
The whole family ran north. Along the way, there was no production, dry and cracked land everywhere. There are dead bodies on the road. There was nowhere to beg, and it was hard to even find water.
Along the way, three members of the family starved to death. Finally, he ran to Zunhua with his grandmother, parents, one brother and one sister.
Sure enough, he found a way to survive here. Master Yang's land was recruiting tenants. There are rice fields here, so we are not afraid of drought. Even dry fields are also irrigated fields.
Their family joined Mr. Yang's family as tenants. Not only did they get land, they were also exempted from rent.
There is only one condition, a strong man must be born in the family and he must submit military obligations to Master Yang. The father is getting older and the younger brother is still young, so he is the only one who can have a baby.
Because he was well trained and brave, he was quickly discovered and transferred to the Jia Ding Regiment. He became Master Yang's servant.
Although there were Mongols everywhere outside at this time, he was not panicked at all. Just do what you have to do as you normally train.
He cocked his flintlock rifle and loaded it.
Put the butt of the gun on the ground first, holding the muzzle with one hand.
With the other hand, he took out a bullet wrapped in fixed silk from the leather ammunition pouch on his waist and stuffed it into the muzzle of the gun.
Free your hand again, pull out the purge bar from under the barrel, and push the bullet down hard, all the way to the end.
He picked up the gun again, put the butt of the gun against his shoulder, took out an awl with the other hand, pierced the medicine pool with the awl, and punctured the wrapped silk.
This will cause some of the propellant to spill out of the bullet and into the charge pool.
Then he stretched the gun out from the blinds, pointed it at a Mongolian man who was frantically chopping tiles and steel with an ax, and pulled the trigger.
The hammer clicked on the flint, sparking a series of sparks. The gunpowder in the powder pool was ignited, and then with a bang, a spherical lead bullet was shot from the muzzle of the gun.
Because he was aiming at the big man's head, with a bang, the lead bullet penetrated the iron helmet he was wearing in the shape of two horns, smashing his head into pieces like a watermelon.
The big man shook a few times and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to shout something, but in the end no sound came out. With a pop, his body fell backwards into the water, causing a large splash.
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At this time, a Mongolian who had fallen into the water suddenly emerged from under the side of the boat and grabbed the barrel of the gun with one hand. Pulling it down hard, trying to climb onto the boat with the help of this gun barrel.
Not many Mongolians know how to swim. The water here is three to four meters deep and someone would definitely be drowned. A man who falls into the water will not let go of anything he grabs.
Lu Xiaowen knew that losing gunpowder weapons was a serious crime.
Feeling anxious, I immediately pulled the rifle back desperately.
A strong man can hold the barrel of a gun in the water and struggle for his life, but how can he pull it back?
At this time, Xiaoqi ran over, pulled out the short musket from his waist, and shot the Mongolian in the head. Kill the Mongols directly in the water.
"Idiot, why are you trying to compete with him? Don't you have a short musket on your waist?" Xiaoqi scolded.
Lu Xiaowen was agitated and then remembered that every soldier was issued an extra double-barreled flintlock pistol before setting off.
Suddenly his face turned red with shame.
"Follow me to the stern of the boat. Someone is destroying the paddle wheel over there. Come on, you guys are coming over too." Xiao Qi shouted.
A group of people ran to the stern of the boat and saw Miss Chen Xi and several young men nervously repairing the gearbox.
Fortunately, I brought accessories and workers, otherwise I would be dumbfounded if the boat broke down here.
Several people were covered in engine oil.
Miss Chen Xi's beautiful face is also black and white.
"Miss Chen, how long will it take for it to be repaired?" Xiao Qi asked.
"Come on, just replace these gears. A few parts are deformed. Can you still withstand it?"
"Don't worry, these bastards won't be able to climb up even if it lasts for another hour." After Xiaoqi said this, he hurried to the stern of the ship with a few of his men.
They passed through the steaming boilers and steam engines and climbed up from the top of the stern.
Opening an exit cover on the back slope, I saw about thirty Mongolian soldiers leaning against the paddle wheel on all sides with rafts, and they were desperately hacking at the paddle wheel with various weapons in their hands.
Fortunately, the paddle wheel was made of metal. If it had been made of wood, they would have destroyed it.
Lu Xiaowen grabbed the grenade and was about to pull the string.
As a result, Xiao Qi slapped him on the head.
"Put down the grenade. You are stupid. It blew up the paddle wheel. Can you repair it? Can you go down and swim to push the boat forward?"
The four men immediately put down their grenades, took out their muskets, and started shooting at the Mongolians. With eight bullets, they quickly knocked down six Mongolians.
The Mongols were stunned and did not know where the bullets were coming from.
Later, it was discovered that the gun was fired by someone who got out of the sloping roof of the stern. Randomly, they grabbed their riding bows and shot at Lu Xiaowen and the others.
Lu Xiaowen and the others quickly retracted and closed the cover.
There was a clanking sound outside, the sound of an arrow being bounced off the steel plate after being missed.
"Sun Xiaoqi, what should we do? They keep shooting arrows and we can't show our heads." A soldier said anxiously.
At this moment, there was a sudden boom, the whole ship shook, the steam engine suddenly started to rotate, and the familiar loud noise of boom and boom sounded again.
The connecting rod and cylinder made a loud noise, and hot water vapor was discharged from the exhaust pipe. The connecting rod begins to expand and contract to do work, driving the crankshaft and driving the paddle wheel.
The water wheel began to rotate slowly.
The Mongols panicked. They didn't know what happened, but the huge vibration threw some people who climbed on the paddle wheel off and fell into the water.
Then as the paddle wheel rotated, the sharp steel blades of the two paddle wheels directly cut into pieces those who got into the paddle wheel and those who fell underwater.
Even the raft leaning against the paddle wheel was chipped away. It turned into broken wood and scattered.
The remaining people fell into the water and flopped in the stern.
These people were flopping in the water and trying to swim away.
But the rotating paddle wheel changed the direction of the water flow, sucked them in directly, chopped them all up, and then were thrown out by the rotating blades, drawing parabolas in the air, and then fell into the water with a plop.
The steamer's chimney was spitting out black smoke, its exhaust pipe was belching hot steam, and it made a loud roaring noise as the ship started to move.
