After Lieutenant Colonel Schneck was transferred to the theater headquarters by Marshal Michelchi, he caused some trouble for Claude. In just one week, the regiment headquarters had a backlog of official duties, most of which Schneck had done before.
The lieutenant colonel was responsible for all the trivial official affairs of the regiment. Claude had to stay patiently in the office all afternoon to finish these official matters. Now he had to drive all night to the Castle of Greno in order to catch up with tomorrow morning's meeting.
There is a preparatory meeting for the new theater.
It was only when he was sitting in the carriage that Claude discovered that Michael, who was sitting in front of him, had a bruise on his forehead. Without asking, he knew that this was most likely the work of his precious sister Anna.
"Why, Anna quarreled with you again? Did she even make a move?" Claude asked with concern.
"Ah, no, it's not..." Mike quickly explained: "In the evening, I delivered food to Anna and helped her in her laboratory, but there was another explosion. This one was the washbasin that was blown away and hit me.
On the forehead..."
Claude sighed, he didn't believe the words of his personal adjutant and cheap brother-in-law at all. Anyway, Michael was eaten to death by his sister Anna, and he didn't dare to go west when told to go east.
Sometimes when the experiment failed and he felt depressed, he would take it out on McJack and take it out on him. But seeing that McJack looked like he was enjoying it, Claude couldn't persuade him. This was a matter between the two of them and he couldn't interfere.
To start with, I can only despise McJack for being afraid of his wife's bronchitis.
All this can only be blamed on Claude for telling his sister Anna the story about Nobel, the explosive maniac in his previous life, who was a magician in this world. Claude said that this magician named Nobel invented a magician.
Black powder is a more powerful explosive. He read in the book that this magician named Nobel mixed nitric acid and sulfuric acid to get a liquid oil called nitroglycerin, which can be used to treat heart disease, but it is very dangerous.
It is highly toxic and prone to explosion.
Then the wizard named Nobel looked for a way to make this nitroglycerin safer. Finally, he mixed the nitroglycerin with soil to make it safe for storage. It is said that this explosive is more powerful than black powder.
More than ten times. Unfortunately, it was the age of magical civilization and no one was interested in the explosive invented by Master Nobel.
Later, Master Nobel mixed nitric acid with coal tar extract to obtain a solid powder substance called picric acid. He used this picric acid to make yellow dye, but in fact this picric acid is also an explosive.
, but it’s safer than nitroglycerine. Finally, Master Nobel also invented something called fulminant, but the book didn’t say how it came from. It just said that this kind of thing is very sensitive and can be hit hard.
and Mars will explode...
In fact, nitroglycerin and picric acid are the only two explosives that Claude has in his mind. The reputation of the Nobel Prize in his previous life was so great that anyone who knows about the Nobel Prize will know that Nobel, the explosive maniac, invented the safe production of nitrification.
The process of glycerin and the story of using soil combined with nitroglycerin to produce safe explosives.
As for picric acid, this is what Claude saw from military forums. Westerners invented picric acid, but used it as a dye for a hundred years. Finally, the French discovered it and used it in war, which helped create modern France.
The army has the reputation of being the best in the world. Then there is the Shimose dynamite improved by the Japanese with picric acid, which dealt a heavy blow to the Beiyang Fleet in the Sino-Japanese War of 1898. The fleet flying the dragon flag sank in the waves of the Yellow Sea, ushering in the modern era of China.
Half a century of semi-feudal and semi-colonial humiliation...
As for mercury fulminate, Claude only knew that it was an explosive, but he didn't know where it came from. In his previous life, he majored in computer management and was a poor student in chemistry. The knowledge he learned was for exams.
Then he returned it to the teacher. So Claude really couldn't remember how he got the mercury fulminate, but if this problem was solved, it would be a very simple matter to produce bullets and improve muskets.
There are sulfuric acid and nitric acid in this world, Claude asked about it, but most people don't know what these things are used for. Just like sulfuric acid, which is a by-product of iron ore with a high sulfur content, people regard it as very corrosive.
The same goes for strong sewage. The same goes for nitric acid. The pharmacist extracted nitric acid when using saltpeter as a medicine test, basically treating it as a highly toxic substance.
Claude told his sister Anna that he had accidentally obtained the book about the biography of Master Nobel during the five-year war in the Eastern Region. After reading it, he threw it aside without paying much attention. Later, the troops were mobilized and he could no longer find it.
When it arrived, it was probably lost in some camp. This disappointed my sister Anna, who also wanted to read this biography of the explosion mage Nobel.
Sometimes Claude wants to know if there is a little devil who likes to cause destruction hidden in his sister Anna's quiet and weak body. Since he asked his sister Anna to help him develop the production process of grenades and the design of the revolver, his sister
Anna put aside her pharmacy studies and started experimenting with this kind of destructive explosion. But to her sister's dismay, the explosive power of black powder was so small that the grenade was a bit big and required a lot of strength.
Only a big person can throw it twenty or thirty meters away.
Claude, his brother Blovik, and his sister Anna can all use their magic hands to throw grenades a hundred meters away. But on the battlefield, ordinary soldiers are not that strong, and they cannot throw them like this.
Far. So Claude told his sister that the grenade can be made smaller and more powerful. As long as an ordinary soldier can throw the grenade 40 to 50 meters away, it can be regarded as a design success.
weapons.
On a whim, Claude told his sister Anna the story about Master Nobel. So Anna got into the pharmaceutical laboratory and said that she would also be able to produce the two medicines invented by Master Nobel.
Let’s grow explosives. Now that we know the names of the raw materials, the best ratio and manufacturing method will be successful as long as we try a few more times. Claude is also hesitant, not knowing whether to stop his sister or wish her early success...
...
But his mother's nagging made Claude very unbearable. The cabin used as his sister's pharmaceutical laboratory in the Villa Veblen estate had been accidentally burned down by his sister Anna when she was conducting experiments. If it hadn't been for her sister's habit of
If the silence spell was cast, the explosion would have stunned the mother long ago, instead of simply burning down a cabin.
Claude had no choice but to ask McJack to find two empty rooms for his sister in a remote corner by the lake as a laboratory. This made his mother very dissatisfied. Because his sister Anna, who was addicted to experiments, would always forget the time and forget the time.
She was washing and dressing up. Even when she went home for dinner, she was in a hurry. Her mother reminded her many times that she should pay attention to her identity, stay with Michael more often, and get pregnant and have a baby like her sister-in-law Kaifani as soon as possible...
.
My sister Anna always promised and ignored her, so my mother turned to Claude, hoping that he would take care of his disobedient sister. So Claude's ordeal began, which made him regret it.
We shouldn't have recruited the troops and stationed them in Lanhu Town. Some mothers were nagging us now that we were so close to home.
"Okay, even if you have a knock on your forehead. But how is Anna's experiment going?" Claude found a comfortable position and lay on the leather cushion chair, closed his eyes, and prepared to take a good rest.
, it took several hours of journey in the evening, and it would probably be two or three in the middle of the night to reach Greno Castle.
"I really hit the basin, and I was scolded by Anna." Mike emphasized the source of the injury on his forehead: "Anna helped me apply medicine, and the swelling will subside tomorrow morning. In addition, Anna did use that medicine
Sulfuric acid and nitric acid create a transparent and colorless liquid oil called nitroglycerin. It is just like what you said, sir. It is very unstable and unsafe. It can easily explode with a slight vibration. Currently, Anna said that she is
Experiment with various soil mixtures to see which soil is most suitable..."
"You should also lie down and rest." Claude said: "Go back and tell Anna and let her try clay. I remember that the biography of the Nobel wizard said that he used clay to make a safe explosive, but it didn't say how effective it was.
But it is very convenient to stick on the wall, and it will easily explode a hole in the wall when it is lit..."
"Okay, I will tell Anna when I get back." Mike responded.
"Go to sleep, you have to drive a long way at night." Claude said. The carriage fell into silence. As the carriage shook and vibrated on the road, the two of them gradually fell into a half-dream. Only those sitting in the carriage fell into silence.
The two soldiers driving the carriage in front and the guard teams guarding both sides of the carriage were still galloping...
Just as Claude rushed to Grenor Castle overnight, the ocean-going transport fleet loaded with the first batch of immigrants had already set off for the Tiersim Direct Territory on the Nubisian continent under the escort of the Storm Fleet. Under the guidance of the Storm Fleet
On the deck of the flagship battleship Tornado, a gray-haired old man was walking, accompanied by a charming woman. Behind them, there was also a little boy of about eight or nine years old who looked around curiously.
"Father, I didn't expect that the people at the Firearms Research Institute of the Kingdom of Overas are also a group of old stubborns. They refuse to admit that our striker guns are more advanced and convenient than their muskets, and have the potential for improvement and development. They are still so stubborn.
We insist on the ignition procedure of loading ammunition in the front chamber and believe that over the past hundreds of years, this ignition and shooting method of loading and loading ammunition is the best, simplest and most reliable. We are unwilling to use the breech loading method we invented.
Way.
I admit that our breech loading method is still a bit cumbersome, but this can be improved. Why do those old stubborns deny it and send you to the continent of Nubisia to serve as the general manager of a gun repair workshop? In fact, we can completely refuse.
With this appointment, I will set up a firearms laboratory at home. When I come up with a fully designed breech-loading gun sample, I can slap those stubborn people in the face..." The woman vented her dissatisfaction in a very dissatisfied tone.
resentment.
The old man smiled fondly: "Sophia, don't forget that there is no longer the Eskiline Principality. We have all become members of the Ovelas Kingdom and have been made nobles. In fact, people from the Firearms Research Institute
There is some truth in denying your breech loading method. After all, the biggest flaw is that the range and power are reduced by one-third.
In addition, our breech loading method is actually very troublesome. Every time, the paper scraps and ashes in the gun chamber must be cleaned out before loading. At the same time, attention must be paid to the spacing to ensure that the firing pin can accurately hit the bullet.
Point. Calculated this way, the traditional front-loading method of loading ammunition is faster, and the soldiers are already familiar with it.
Because on the battlefield, soldiers are very easily nervous and struggle on the edge of life and death. Most of them rely on the body's long-term training instinct to act. The breech loading method requires careful attention and attention to the firing point of the paper tube bullet and the firing pin.
Spacing, this is very easy to be forgotten by soldiers in emergency situations, which can easily cause misfire and the musket cannot fire...
I accepted the appointment as the director of this firearms repair workshop because your breech loading method needs to be improved and perfected. Is there any place more suitable for us to conduct musket modification experiments than a firearms repair workshop? Don't look at it as a war zone.
But until the Kingdom of Hicks is not ready, this colonial war will not start for two or three years.
If we can come up with a new breech-loading musket during this period and put it into practice in war, wouldn't it be more valuable than getting the approval of those at the Firearms Research Institute? You have to understand that muskets are war
The value of weapons can only be reflected through war, rather than a few so-called firearms experts saying that a good gun is a good gun. The real experts are the soldiers on the front line, and only they will understand a good gun.
What does it mean..."
The beautiful lady supporting the old man suddenly realized: "So that's it, father, I wronged you. I thought you accepted this appointment as a compromise with the old stubborns at the Firearms Research Institute. They are clearly ostracizing you, an outsider, and treating you like an outsider."
You, a firearms master, were assigned to the mainland of Nubisia. But you accepted the appointment with humility, and you did not support my breech loading method, allowing the old diehards to laugh at my design. I was really angry at that time and wanted to
Load your musket and fire into their stone heads..."
"Haha," the old man laughed: "Sofia, there are some correct opinions that we must accept. In fact, I have been thinking about why the breech loading method will weaken the range and the power of the bullet. I suspect there are two main reasons.
One is that the barrel is folded in half for loading, resulting in weak sealing. When the gas generated by the gunpowder explosion pushes the projectile forward, part of the gas leaks from the folded part, reducing the range by one-third.
Another possibility is that the power of the gunpowder explosion is not enough, and the paper wall of the paper tube bullet you made is too thick. Not only does it reduce the amount of powder, but it also leaves hidden dangers after shooting. The paper scraps and ash remaining in the barrel are too thick.
If it's too much, you won't be able to reload and shoot the gun a second time without cleaning the chamber first. That's why those in the firearms research institute will ridicule your breech loading method for not being more convenient and faster than front chamber loading.
They don’t need to change the way they reload…”
"But father, the gunpowder in the paper tube bullet is already the best gunpowder I have found. In addition, if the paper wall is not thick, then when the firing pin hits the firing point behind the bullet, it will easily push the paper tube bullet.
Go to the front of the barrel, that way you won't be able to ignite the fire. I always use paper tube bullets to thicken the paper walls to get the bullets stuck in the barrel..." Mrs. Beauty argued.
"Those problems can be improved, but it is very difficult to find a more powerful gunpowder." The old man sighed and said: "For hundreds of years, the performance of gunpowder has been improved to the extreme, but we still have not found anything except magic.
Another substance besides crystal that can replace gunpowder to produce an explosion. To produce an explosion, magic crystal requires a specific magic array, and the cost is too high..."
"But father, didn't we invent gunpowder? I believe that as long as you give me time, I will be able to invent another explosive that is more powerful than gunpowder." The beautiful lady said unconvinced.
"Is that your invention?" The old man laughed, turned around and waved, and when the little boy following him came to his side, he lovingly touched the child's head: "Without my little Mark, maybe
Even if you spend another year, you won't be able to invent this gunpowder. It's because he was naughty in the laboratory and mixed those potions and medicines together, and you accidentally discovered the gunpowder. Haha...
..”
At this time, Captain Restin, the captain of the Tornado, came over: "Your Majesty, the Baroness, the fleet is about to approach the stormy sea area. The weather in this sea area is changeable, and it is likely to encounter heavy rain and heavy rain at this time.
.So I personally think it would be a good idea to go back to the cabin, what do you think?"
The old man nodded: "Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Colonel, we will go back to the cabin now. We won't stay here to cause you any trouble."