It is said that thunder is as powerful as fire, but this time Lin Ping'an saw it.
I saw that the opponent's beard and hair were spread out, his eyes seemed to be spitting out fire, his fists were clenched, and the joints of his bones instantly made a sound like exploding beans. A pair of copper bell-like eyes stared at Lin Ping'an, as fierce as fire. The momentum is coming.
Lin Ping'an was also quite helpless, he was telling the truth.
Although Lei Zhen's weapons were powerful, they came from this era after all. Compared with the weapons he had seen in his previous life, they were just like little brothers.
So he smiled and said unhurriedly:
"Although ducks can fly, they cannot fly in the sky for a long time like birds. Although the things here are also called firearms, in my eyes, just like the duck, they cannot be regarded as true weapons. firearm."
Bang!
Furious, Lei Zhen slapped his palm on the table next to him. Wood chips flew into the air, and a table was completely turned into pieces.
"What did you say?"
"He compared these things to ducks!"
Lei Zhen grabbed Lin Ping'an's chest as if he wanted to eat someone.
Several men in black on the side hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Lei Zhen's arm, shouting:
"Sir, please calm down and listen to what this kid has to say."
Lei Zhen snorted coldly, then let go of Lin Ping'an, shouting hatefully:
"If you don't tell me why today, I will make you look like this table."
Lin Ping'an gasped for air. Lei Zhen had just lifted him up in the air and almost lost his breath.
At this moment, he was also a little angry, stared at Lei Zhen and shouted:
I think these things of yours are treasures, but in my opinion they are all rubbish. "
Having said this, he pointed at the firearms and said while pointing:
"The things shot out of these things are all iron sand. It can kill people at a short distance, but if it is a little further away, the most it can do is cause physical pain.
And what about the match rope if it gets windy or rainy?
The most terrible thing is that these firearms need to be reloaded after firing once. This period of time is too long. Maybe the enemy's long knife has already hit your head before the reloading is completed.
Lin Ping'an finished speaking in one breath, and Lei Zhen was stunned on the spot.
Yes, what Lin Pingan said is absolutely correct!
Of course he was aware of these shortcomings, but he never thought they could be solved, because in his opinion, these firearms were already quite perfect, and even though there were some minor flaws, they were beyond human power.
At this time, many people in black had already poured into the entire hall. They all came after hearing the news and wanted to see the long-famous director of the Taiyuan Hospital.
What Lin Pingan said just now happened to fall into the ears of everyone. These people were all experts in firearms. How could they not know that what Lin Pingan said was true? So, like Lei Zhen, they were stunned on the spot.
Lei Zhen exhaled a breath of turbid air, calmed down the anger in his heart, and then said to Lin Pingan:
"Then tell me, what are the bullets and the repeating fire blunderbuss that don't require a match rope?"
Lin Ping'an knew that if what he said was too profound, these ancient people would not be able to understand it, so he thought for a moment and then replied:
"The reason why bullets can kill people mainly relies on the warhead mounted on the cartridge case. It rotates rapidly when flying in the air. Once it hits the human body, it can form a large hole. Its power is much greater than today's iron sand. times."
After the words fell, someone shouted:
"Then does the flight of this warhead also rely on gunpowder?"
Lin Ping'an nodded and said: "Yes, gunpowder is filled in the eggshell, and the gunpowder is ignited by impact and generates a strong thrust, which allows the bullet to be shot out, and the distance is very long, even hundreds of feet away."
When everyone heard this, they all took a deep breath, with a look of horror on their faces.
Lei Zhen lowered his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and asked:
"When you say no match rope, do you mean to use impact to ignite the gunpowder instead?"
Lin Pingan glanced at the other party, and suddenly felt a little admiration for Lei Zhen. He could understand the principle at this moment. It seemed that the master of Fenglei Pavilion was not in vain.
So he nodded and said again:
"Master Lei is right, you only need to change the match rope into a firing pin, and by pulling the trigger, it will hit the bottom of the cartridge case, which will instantly generate a large amount of heat and ignite the gunpowder."
All the people in black thought carefully, and suddenly realized it in a moment. Someone immediately took out a pen and paper, sketched a pattern on it, handed it to Lin Ping'an, and shouted:
"Dean Xiaolin, take a look, does it look like this?"
Lin Ping'an took the piece of paper and took a look at it, and sighed again in his heart:
"It seems that there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this Fenglei Pavilion. I can draw the prototype of this bullet just based on the description of the few sentences I just said. It is really admirable!"
So he asked for a pen and redrawn the shape of a bullet on the paper based on his memory. Then he pointed at the shape and said:
"The cartridge case and bullet are generally made of brass, and the gunpowder is compacted and filled in the cartridge case. There is an impact point at the end of the cartridge case."
Having said this, he drew the shape of a firing pin on the paper, tapped the firing pin with his pen and said:
"Everyone must know that a violent impact will generate a lot of heat and even burst out sparks, so at the moment of impact, the gunpowder in the cartridge case can be ignited, thereby stimulating the warhead."
"But how can we make the firing pin hit the bottom of the cartridge case accurately and powerfully?"
Another man in black asked, his tone very urgent.
Lin Pingan spread his hands and said:
"This involves the manufacturing of the entire firearm, and these parts are very precise. With the current level of the Ming Dynasty, it is probably difficult to produce such a firearm."
Upon hearing this, Lei Zhen curled his lips and said proudly:
"We in Fenglei Pavilion have many skilled craftsmen. As long as you can draw it, you can guarantee it will be made!"
Lin Pingan heard this and felt that it made sense. It was indeed possible to make a gun purely by hand, but it was impossible to achieve mass production.
So he nodded slightly and said thoughtfully:
"There is some truth in what Mr. Lei said. It is feasible to make one or two pieces, but it is absolutely impossible to manufacture them on a large scale."
What Lin Pingan said is very practical. To achieve mass production, relevant equipment must be available. In this era, even steam engines have not appeared, so how can modern equipment be possible?
However, Lei Zhen obviously didn't know the reason. He grabbed Lin Ping'an's shoulder, shook it and said:
"Whether it can be mass-produced is my business at Fenglei Pavilion. You only need to teach us how to make one, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
Lin Ping'an sighed and thought to himself:
"It seems that this is the limitation of the times. Just the rifling in a gun barrel would probably make these ancient people scratch their heads."
But at this moment, seeing everyone's eager eyes, he could only nod his head, cupped his hands towards Lei Zhen and said:
"These are all given by the God of Medicine. I am just teaching them on your behalf. As for whether they will be successful, I don't dare to guarantee them."
Lei Zhen was overjoyed when he heard this. He put his hands on Lin Pingan's shoulders, shook him again, and shouted:
"You only need to tell me everything the Lord Medicine God has given you, and leave the rest to me, Lei Zhen."
Lin Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief. He has learned to be smart now. Anyway, he will blame the God of Medicine for everything. As for whether he can succeed or not, it's none of Lin Ping'an's business!
At this moment, everyone looked at Lin Pingan with awe in their eyes. They cheered and surrounded Lin Pingan, and at the same time shouted in their mouths:
"Dean Xiaolin, please draw these things quickly!"
Lin Ping'an smiled bitterly and said tiredly:
"I was taken to the Night Watch building early this morning. I visited one, three, and six places. I am really exhausted. I might as well take time to discuss it with you another day."
Everyone looked at each other with displeasure on their faces. Lei Zhen even slapped the table and said angrily:
"I've known for a long time that those bastards in the building have bad intentions, and they must have made things difficult for you."
After saying this, he patted Lin Ping'an on the shoulder and said carelessly:
"Ignore them. From now on, if anyone dares to trouble you again, I will reward him with two thunderbolts!"
After the words fell, everyone laughed and walked out of the hall surrounded by Lin Pingan.
Lin Ping'an couldn't help but snicker in his heart: "The first, third and sixth offices, as well as the Fenglei Pavilion are all trying to rob me. There will definitely be a good show by then."
After walking out of Fenglei Pavilion, he looked back again and thought to himself:
"At any rate, we have to move these gunpowder magazines to another place. We can't just watch the big explosion happen in front of us in the sixth year of the Apocalypse!"
