"Uncle, I know an old doctor who specializes in treating weak Qi. Can I introduce him to you later?"
"Go, go, go... I'm so majestic!"
"Uncle, I have finished the matter for you that you asked me to do yesterday - twelve or three miles outside the northern suburbs of the city, there is a 'Xiangming Mountain'. There was a layman who lived in seclusion in the valley before. A few grasslands behind him The hut is deserted, it is far away from the world, there are mountains and water, it is just what you want."
"There are no bandits in Xiangming Mountain, right?"
"That's not possible. When we go to the countryside, we have to pass by the foot of the mountain. It's safe."
"Very good, let's lead the way."
Song Che loaded the copper wire, fireworks and firecrackers, all materials and tools into the carriage, and after lunch, he followed the field staff to the northern suburbs of the city.
The spring breeze from ten miles into the Fragrant Mountain.
Jiangnan is such a great place, even the names of the mountains are so poetic and picturesque.
The scenery of Xiangming Mountain is beautiful, and there are always birds singing and the fragrance of flowers along the way. The mountain road is not bumpy. Within half an hour, Song Che found his small residence in the valley.
Withered vines, old trees and crows, small bridges and flowing water, houses, three thatched houses and small courtyards, the style is clean and elegant.
After being abandoned for a long time, the thatched cottage was inevitably dilapidated. Song Che simply cleaned it up first. He didn't want to spend the night here anyway, so he made do with it.
After settling down, it was time to start working.
The first is to assemble the firearm.
The precision of the parts polished by skilled craftsmen is unparalleled. The general barrel, handle, and magazine are not difficult to put together.
Modern firearms use a hammer to trigger the primer in the cartridge case, ignite the gunpowder in the case, generate high temperature and high pressure, and push the warhead to fire. Except for pulling the trigger, all other processes can be completed automatically, so it is called an "automatic pistol".
However, ancient black powder had very low activity and could not be excited by collision. It could only be ignited manually. In this case, there was no such thing as automatic, and the bullet and gunpowder also had to be separated——
Stuff the warhead into the front of the magazine, fill the gunpowder into the back of the magazine, and place a flint at the end of the gun;
If there is no spring, a rubber band is used instead. The rubber band is hooked onto the hammer, and the trigger is connected through the inside of the handle. The hammer is manually depressed and the trigger is tightened at the same time. In this way, the pistol is equivalent to being loaded.
When shooting, the trigger is pulled, the rubber band is loosened, the hammer rebounds quickly, strikes the flint, generates sparks, ignites the black powder in the magazine, and the gunpowder releases energy, pushing the warhead out of the barrel.
Fireguns made with traditional techniques will definitely not be able to fire continuously automatically, but there are six bullet slots in the rotating magazine. As long as the hand speed is fast enough, it can also fire continuously.
After the manufacturing idea was clarified, the next biggest problem was the gunpowder - the filled gunpowder did not have a cartridge case. If the amount was not controlled well, it would explode the chamber or the hand.
The power of ancient black powder needs to be carefully studied.
Song Che took apart a roll of fireworks alone, extracted about a kilogram of black powder, sealed it in two jars, and then dipped fine linen in the powder, twisted it into a fuse and placed it at the mouth of the jar. In this way, a simple homemade bomb was ready The production is complete.
Look at the power.
Song Che found an open space by the stream, buried the jar in the gravel, stretched the fuse to one foot, lit the fuse with a lighter, quickly evacuated, and hid behind a dead tree to watch what happened.
"Zizzizi..." The fuse wrapped in medicinal powder accelerated burning.
After ten breaths, the fuse burned out——
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, the jar exploded instantly, debris flew everywhere, and several of them were deeply embedded in the dead tree trunk.
The sound of explosions echoed through the valley, startling a flock of birds, and billowing smoke rose straight into the sky.
Song Che grabbed the gravel from the tree trunk, pursed his lips and nodded. The power was quite impressive. He walked to the explosion point again, and a half-foot shallow pit was blown out on the ground.
Half a kilogram of black powder in a porcelain jar is so powerful. If it is changed to a harder container and some iron nail slag is mixed into it, the killing range can be expanded at least three times - within a radius of three feet, even if it is not dead, it is certain Will be seriously injured.
In fact, bombs are very rough. As long as you put all your strength into the gunpowder, the power will not be much different. Bullets are completely different. Even if the warhead is pushed out, it will definitely not hit far.
The power of gunpowder often depends on the content of "fire nitrate" in the ingredients. The black gunpowder in front of us is obtained from civilian products such as fireworks and firecrackers. It is controlled by the government, so the nitrate content is definitely not much higher.
If the ratio of fire to saltpeter can be increased, the power will definitely be improved to a higher level.
Fire salt is everywhere in life - for example, the "white frost" on the walls of stone houses and the white powdery substance around the manure pit are all raw materials of fire salt.
In addition to extracting saltpeter from ores, the ancients even "boiled excrement" to extract nitrate. Not to mention that excrement is dirty, it contains a lot of energy, the most representative of which are "saltpeter" and "methane".
Today, I will finish assembling the firearms first, and then collect more saltpeter when I get home. After increasing the power of the gunpowder, it will not be too late to practice shooting.
The valley was quiet, the sun was just right, the breeze was gentle, there was the sound of clear springs, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. Song Che brought a table and set it up in the shallow stream. He then took off his shoes and socks and soaked his feet while working.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a numbness under his feet, as if something was scratching the soles of his feet. When he looked down, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul!
In the stream, a severed arm happened to be stuck under his feet!
"Hold the grass!"
Song Che had ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, so he quickly put his feet back and stepped ashore, holding the table and retreating back.
How could a severed arm suddenly appear in this out-of-the-way place?
Looking at the upper reaches of the stream, there is a light red turbid current, winding like a ribbon.
is blood!
Looking at the severed arm again, it was not soaked or swollen. It was obvious that it had just been chopped off.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
The crisp sound of swords clashing was particularly pleasant in the valley.
It seemed like someone was fighting, and it sounded like there was more than one person.
"What a damn bad luck!" Song Che cursed secretly, put on his shoes and socks and planned to leave this place of right and wrong. Unexpectedly, a strange yet familiar accent came into his ears:
"Blah blah blah a sack, baga yah road!"
Song Che reacted for a moment. Isn't this... Japanese?
This is Suzhou, how can there be Japanese?
Next time, I changed my mind again. In ancient times, Japan was called Japan and Fusang, while the Japanese were called Japanese, Japanese pirates, and rogue pirates...
This matter is definitely not simple!
Listen to the sound of swords, getting closer and closer.
Song Che hid the table in the grass, while he hid behind a dead tree and observed secretly.
(To be continued...)
