Of course, Han Du would not be stupid enough to just hold it in his hand, light it and throw it out. God knows how many pieces of this fuse are burning, and he also doesn’t know how powerful this thing is and how wide the explosion range is. He can throw it out.
How far will it go and will it hurt yourself?
Originally, I came up with this killer weapon to let the enemy have a taste of it. If I became the first victim, I would really be teasing the ages and would be laughed at for ten thousand years.
In the Ordnance Bureau's testing ground, this place was specially opened for testing the power of the revolver.
Someone put the grenade on a stone slab and pulled out a two-foot-long lead. Several rows of targets for testing revolvers were erected around it. Each target was made of two-inch-thick, sun-dried wood. Han Du wanted to
We need to see how powerful this grenade is after it explodes and what kind of damage it can cause.
Han Du pulled Heizi to hide far away, and told the craftsman who lit the fire to light it and run back immediately.
When the craftsman heard Han Du say that this thing could kill him, he turned around and ran faster than a frightened rabbit...
Han Du looked up at the fuse that was smoking white, and there seemed to be an illusory sizzling sound of the fuse burning in his ears. Seeing the last flame sinking into the grenade, a voice echoed in Han Du's heart, "It's time to explode~"
Just when the idea came to mind, Han Du saw a sudden burst of fire and subconsciously shrank his neck to prepare for the huge sound. However, the expected roar did not come, but he saw a black dot heading towards this
Fly over.
Han Du's nerves were extremely tense and he suddenly pushed Heizi to the ground.
"Get down!"
"Whoa~" As soon as Han Du threw himself on the ground, he heard a scream that ripped through the air from the right, followed by a dull sound from behind.
Han Du remained still, and after two breaths passed without noticing anything else happened, he slowly turned over on the ground.
A straight flue appeared in the air. I sniffed slightly, and a strong smell of gunpowder came into my mind. The white smoke pointed straight towards the wall. At the end of the white smoke, on the wall made of bricks, a figure suddenly appeared.
There was a big hole, and the original masonry was gone.
Han Du rolled over and stood up from the ground, looking relaxed. Seeing Heizi still lying motionless on the ground, he leaned down to pull him up.
"It's okay, get up."
The craftsman on the side was dripping with cold sweat. You must know that he was standing on the left side of Han Du, and the thing just flew from the right side of Han Du. If he was unlucky and stood on the right side when he ran over, what would happen to him?
I'm afraid it won't be good. He doesn't think that his flesh and blood body can be harder than bricks and stones.
Seeing that the craftsman was frightened, Han Du gave him a comforting smile, narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't worry, it was my fault this time. It won't happen like this next time."
Facing Han Du's indifferent gaze, the craftsman could only swallow a few times and show an expression uglier than crying. This happened once and it scared him half to death. If it happened again, he would not be alive.
?I wanted to refuse, but I didn't have the courage to refuse. After a few breaths, I could only sigh in my heart and stand there without saying a word.
Han Du didn't pay attention to the craftsman's complicated mood. What he was most concerned about now was: How could this thing become like this when it was obviously going to explode? If the reason is not found, then this big killer will be stillborn.
"Come on, let's go over and take a look."
The two walked through the door and saw the grenade break through the wall and fall into the corner of a house. There were still traces of being hit by the grenade on the wall.
When Han Du came here, there were already some people gathered around.
When a master craftsman saw Han Du coming, he quickly pointed to something on the ground and asked, "Sir, what kind of thing is this? The old man was polishing warheads in the house when he heard a bang outside the house. He came out and saw this thing covering the wall.
They all made a hole."
"It's nothing~" Han Du didn't want to explain too much. Seeing that more and more people were gathering around him, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Let's all disperse."
After saying that, Han Du reached out to pick up the grenade.
But the master craftsman on the side quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Sir, be careful, this thing is very hot. The old man was burned when he grabbed it just now. Someone has already been sent to fetch water."
After saying that, the master opened his burned hand and showed it to Han Du.
The master's hands are like withered branches. Due to years of polishing bullets, the fingers and palms are covered with a thick layer of calluses. Even so, the master's palms are burnt and red, but fortunately they are not.
Nothing serious.
"The water is coming, the water is coming"
As a ladle of cold water went down, the grenade made a sizzling sound and quickly cooled down.
Han Du tested the temperature and found that it was only slightly warm, so he picked up the grenade and examined it carefully.
The gunpowder inside has burned out, leaving only a small amount of black ash. One end of the grenade is mostly recessed, apparently from a collision.
There are still a few cracks on the edge, and I don't know whether they were broken by gunpowder or by impact.
After reading it, Han Du couldn't see anything for the time being, so Han Du threw it to Heizi.
Heizi checked it and couldn't find anything wrong.
Han Du thought for a moment and said, "Let's go inside and have a look."
The two came to the place where the grenades were placed, and saw that except for a trace of burning fuses left on the stone slab, everything was normal. However, many of the targets erected around them were tilted here and there, and some were even broken on the ground.
When Han Du saw this, he immediately understood what caused it. It must have been caused by random collisions between the grenades and the targets when they flew out.
After understanding what was going on, Han Du was still worried and didn't know if his luck was too bad or too good. After knocking down so many targets, he could still fly towards him. There was no one else with this chance. And luckily
Yes, this thing just flew by me, even if I didn't hide, nothing would happen.
Han Du picked up the iron shell of the grenade and took a look at it. Suddenly he saw the cracked gap and his eyes were a little strange.
Subconsciously asked: "What are you using for this?"
Heizi was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses in an instant, understood what Han Du was asking, and quickly replied: "What the Lord wants, my subordinates will naturally use the best steel to make it."
the best?
Han Du suddenly had a bad premonition and asked in a deep voice: "What did you use to make it? Isn't it the special steel used to make revolvers?"
"Of course," Heizi said matter-of-factly, nodding without hesitation.
Han Du suddenly felt that he could no longer take a breath in his chest. After finally recovering, he got angry and cursed: "Idiot, idiot, you fool, who asked you to use this kind of fine steel?"
No wonder this thing can't explode. I didn't expect that Heizi was made of this special steel. The strength and toughness of the steel used to make the revolver are much higher than ordinary fine steel. The explosive power of gunpowder is inherently inferior.
High explosives, it's strange that they can explode like this.
Seeing Han Du's anger, Heizi didn't dare to say anything. After Han Du vented his anger, he asked cautiously: "Then, sir, what should I do?"
Han Du threw down the shell in his hand angrily, clapped his hands and said, "You can't even use steel, you have to use thick iron."
‘Should we use thick iron? It is naturally better to use thick iron. If nothing else, the cost alone is
Down more than half.’ Heizi subconsciously nodded in agreement.
Han Du looked back at the remaining ones on the table in the distance and couldn't help but ask: "Are your ones also made of fine steel?"
"Yes." Heizi replied quickly, with a self-defeating embarrassment in his tone.
"Then these are all useless, let's dismantle them all." Han Du waved his hand and scrapped the remaining ones. He hurriedly ordered Heizi: "Go and make a few more out of thick iron right away."
Heizi did not move after hearing this, and looked at Han Du hesitantly.
Han Du felt a little strange. It couldn't be that he couldn't even do this. His request wasn't that difficult.
"What's wrong?"
Facing Han Du's question, Heizi had no choice but to speak, and apologized and explained: "My lord, I don't know something. Since the Ordnance Bureau built the blast furnace, it has dismantled the original iron-making furnace. If your lord wants refined steel,
That would be easy to handle, there are plenty of them. But if you want thick iron, you can’t find it in the Ordnance Bureau.”
Just think about it, since there is a lot of fine steel, who would keep a furnace that can only produce crude iron? In the past, the Ordnance Bureau focused on using good steel on the blades when building ordnance. Nowadays, weapons
Why would the bureau care about this? Anyway, steel is easily obtained, so it is natural to directly create pure steel ordnance.
There was no thick iron, which was a problem. Han Du touched his chin and smacked it twice.
Naturally, Handu had to keep a deadly weapon like a grenade a strict secret and did not want others to know about it. From this point of view, it was not feasible to let outside iron-smelting furnaces make it.
The Ordnance Bureau no longer has an iron-making furnace, so
After thinking for a while, Han Du suddenly asked: "Where is the Ministry of Industry? Do they still have iron-making furnaces?"
"At the Ministry of Industry." Heizi was reminded by Han Du's words. His eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly said: "They should still be there. Some time ago, I heard that they were still folding and forging steel. I will go there right away."
manage."
Han Du nodded lightly and couldn't help but tell them, "Tell them that we can exchange it for fine steel."
"I understand." Upon hearing Han Du's reminder, Heizi quickly turned around and nodded.
It is a good idea to exchange refined steel for crude iron. The price difference between the two is dozens of times, and a little refined steel can be exchanged for a large amount of crude iron. For the Ordnance Bureau, this is better than building a furnace to smelt crude iron by yourself.
Iron is even more cost-effective.
After all, fine steel is something that is readily available to the Ordnance Bureau.