Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

the next day.

Outside the arsenal, next to the iron smelting furnace.

As a worker pulled the bellows hard, orange-red molten iron slowly flowed out. A worker who had been prepared long ago hurriedly took a spoon and began to pour the molten iron into the mold.

There was also a person squatting next to the mold. He was responsible for demolding the grenade body and placing it in a wooden box on the side, where the staff responsible for the final assembly were.

This is the "Seven-Man Backpack" recorded in the militia's sacred book. Seven people divided the work and cooperated with each other tacitly, so it only took half an hour from igniting the iron to making the first grenade.

Once the workers become proficient, a seven-person working group can produce a thousand grenades a day, and he has two such working groups. This is why Zhao Tianyang dared to say that he would produce two thousand grenades for Li Yunlong in five days.

"The rest is up to you. You must strictly control the quality to avoid any defective products."

Seeing that the grenade production process was on track, Zhao Tianyang gave some instructions to Li Yuncai and took a carpenter into the factory nearby. He also had to prepare a large number of fire starters for the new regiment.

Fire sticks have a long history in my country, dating back to 577 AD, during the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

At that time, wars were raging everywhere, supplies were scarce, and even making fire and cooking became a problem.

So a palace maid invented "matches" to start fires for cooking. Later, it was introduced to Europe. Based on this, Europeans invented modern matches, which were once called "foreign matches".

As history changes, fire sticks have been constantly updated, and now the most ideal formula has been clearly determined.

“Soak the sweet potato vines in water until thick, take them out and pound them flat, soak them again and add cotton, pound the reed tassels again, dry them in the sun, add saltpeter, sulfur, rosin, camphor and other flammable substances, and finally put them into a thin bamboo tube.

Although such a fire starter cannot produce an open flame like a match, it is more than enough to ignite a grenade fuse.

"Well, take it in your hand and cut it~~."

Two hours later, looking at the fire starter in his hand with a faint red glow, Zhao Tianyang nodded with satisfaction.

"Master Qian, please give me the small bamboo tube for the fire starter."

"No problem. How many do you want to make?"

With a small lathe, cutting a bamboo tube is very easy, Master Qian said it is a small problem.

"Two thousand first."

Bamboo is cheap anyway, so just make two thousand of them as backup.

"Row."

After confirming, Zhao Tianyang left the arsenal and went to the village to ask Li Yunlong for materials.

Although the things needed for the fire starter are very common, they are not available in the warehouse, so he can only ask Li Yunlong for them.

"I may be the director of the shabbyst arsenal in history."

Zhao Tianyang thought as he walked towards the village.

"salute."

As soon as he arrived at the village entrance, two soldiers on duty immediately saluted Zhao Tianyang, making Zhao Tianyang feel a little embarrassed.

"Um...Do you know where Captain Li is? I have something to discuss with him."

"The regiment commander is training new soldiers in the west of the village. Director Zhao, let me take you there."

One of the soldiers said enthusiastically.

The rumor that Zhao Tianyang is producing grenades has spread throughout the New 1st Regiment, and now they are all very concerned about Zhao Tianyang.

"Director Zhao, I heard that the arsenal can produce grenades?"

After walking for a long time, the soldier leading the way finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked about the doubts in his heart.

"Yes!"

While admiring the beautiful scenery around him, Zhao Tianyang casually replied, "You know what, the scenery now is more beautiful than that of later generations."

"That's great. I heard that a lot of grenades can be produced this time. Can I get two as well?"

The soldier couldn't hide his excitement and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Tianyang looked at the red tasseled spear in the soldier's hand, feeling a little uncomfortable: "Don't worry, there will definitely be one for you!"

"I believe it! The team leader said you are a college student and well-educated. My father also said that educated people are very powerful!"

The soldier looked serious and obviously trusted Zhao Tianyang very much. He felt that he would definitely let him use grenades instead of the red tassel spear.

"Do not worry."

Zhao Tianyang patted his shoulder.

"arrive."

At this time, the soldier suddenly pointed to a place not far away and said.

Zhao Tianyang looked in the direction of the finger and saw the soldiers standing in a neat row, holding a wooden grenade in their hands and throwing it towards the pits in front of them one by one.

Some threw the ball very accurately, causing a lot of envy; some threw it eight feet away, but naturally they were met with boos in return.

"Hahaha, Liu Da Ge has grown so big for nothing. He has thrown it right onto your kang. Can you please throw it more accurately for me?"

Li Yunlong laughed and scolded a soldier who made a mistake.

"Hey, Captain, I promise I will throw it properly next time."

Liu Da Ge scratched his head and promised naively.

Li Yunlong nodded, looked at the soldiers around him and said loudly: "Again, 30 meters is considered passing, and 50 meters is excellent."

"Captain, what if it's over a hundred meters?"

Someone suddenly asked a question.

"Hehe...if it's over 100 meters, I'll even call you daddy."

"Ha ha ha ha.............."

As soon as Li Yunlong called him "Dad", there was laughter at the scene. Zhang Dabiao even asked boldly: "Does the commander keep his word?"

"Go away, you really want to be my father."

Li Yunlong waved his hands and cursed with a smile: "If you really want to be me, you have to throw me a hundred meters first."

"Okay, watch me."

Zhang Dabiao patted his chest and said that today he wanted the commander to call him dad.

"Train well."

At this time Li Yunlong also noticed Zhao Tianyang, so he ordered Zhang Dabiao to lead people to train, and he walked over alone.

"What's the matter, brother Tianyang?"

"Nothing much. We are going to make a batch of tinderboxes. We need some materials. I need you to help me, Old Li."

Zhao Tianyang didn't waste any words and spoke directly.

"Okay, tell me what you need and I'll send someone to find it right away."

Li Yunlong agreed without hesitation.

"Sweet potato vines, cotton, reed tassels............."

After Zhao Tianyang listed the necessary materials one by one, Li Yunlong touched his head.

"Sweet potato vines, cotton, rosin, etc. are all easy to deal with, but what is saltpeter? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"A kind of white crystal that can be found beside toilets and old walls in rural areas. Children will use them to light fires."

"Oh, so it's that thing. Don't worry, I'll ask someone to collect it right away."

After hearing what Zhao Tianyang said, Li Yunlong immediately remembered that white thing he had played with when he was a child.

With the help of Li Yunlong, Zhao Tianyang successfully returned to the arsenal with the materials needed to make tinderboxes before dark.

"Let's not talk too much. The commander trusts us so much, so we can't afford to be lazy. Tomorrow we will make all the grenades and fire starters."

Inside the arsenal, Zhao Tianyang threw a large bag of supplies in front of everyone and spoke confidently.