blood plague
Chapter 38 Homemade Explosives
Chapter 38 Homemade Explosives
Many people will think that Iger is quite professional when he sees Iger doing experiments seriously;
But when they saw the experimental records he wrote on the recording paper, most of them would think that he might have something wrong in his head: I'm afraid this guy is not a fool, how can he repeatedly study the detonation effect of impact and combustion?
That's because there's no such thing as a "fireworks factory accident" in most people's minds.
But after Iger experienced an accident at a nearby fireworks factory a few kilometers away, the safety of explosives is absolutely the first priority.
Iger didn't want to accidentally blow himself up to the sky when he was making it, um, the heaven of ascension.
If the first "collision" and the second "burning" of the material can be easily achieved, Iger must seriously consider how to make it safely.
The stability of the material is better than Iger imagined, but if the stability of the material is super strong and the third and fourth items fail, it will be another headache.
The material is capable of withstanding ordinary impact as well as ordinary burning, and on the other hand, it would certainly not be particularly effective as an explosive filler.
However, there is a saying that there is a lot of food, as long as enough materials are filled in the fuel tank, Iger believes that it will definitely work miracles.
Iger first found an empty tank, and then found a clean iron barrel. He carried the iron barrel to the yard, and poured some XX fuel from the oil barrel into the iron barrel.
Next, Iger filled the tank with materials and carefully poured XX fuel. Finally, he took the tank out of the church yard and walked several hundred meters to find a sheltered place to stop.
Iger put the jar on the ground, then took out the dry XX in his arms, carefully shaped it, and inserted it into the mouth of the jar.
Finally, heartbeat time came.
After Iger struck a match, he tremblingly stretched out to light XXX. As soon as the XXX was lit, he turned around and ran.
After running for at least 100 meters, Iger turned his head and took a look. ×, XXX was blown out by the wind.
In order to prevent cheating, Iger waited for another two or three minutes. Well, he was finally sure that the note was indeed off.
Iger returned to the jar, he knelt down and took out the burnt XXX and threw it away, replaced it with another one, ignited it again, and ran away.
This time Iger learned to be smart. After running 50 meters, he turned his head and saw that ××, XXX went out again.
When XXX was used as a fuse for the third time, Iger impatiently dipped a little fuel on one end, but XXX was still dry, and this caution saved his life.
This time Iger struck a match and approached, the note burned violently, Iger turned around and ran wildly.
After running for more than 20 meters, Iger habitually slowed down and looked back. He saw a very high firework-like flame sprayed out from the mouth of the can.
Before Iger figured out how the earthen explosive became a flamethrower, he suddenly saw the air around the tank vibrate.
I X!
Swearing two words in my mind, this is all Iger can do at that moment.
Iger only felt as if he was pushed violently from behind, and it was only after the shock wave that there was a loud noise.His body had lost his balance, and he fell heavily on the ground like a vicious dog grabbing shit.
Iger lay on the grass and took a few breaths before turning over again. He looked at the white clouds floating in the blue sky, his mind was blank.
After a while, all kinds of fears surged up, and Iger's body was sweating profusely: If he hadn't been cautious again and again, I'm afraid he would have confessed here today.
Iger's method of using materials to make explosives is wrong.
Only bold and ignorant assholes like Iger, who have done well in their previous chemistry classes but haven't actually done it at all, dare to add this kind of XX fuel to it.
A loud bang was heard nearby, and the people in the church ran out into the yard. Vance was the last to come out, but he had his big gun with him.
Elvira, who was on guard on the bell tower, pointed to a certain place, and then shouted to the bottom: "It's Iger!" Only then did everyone feel relieved.
It has to be said that the American people are very alert. When they hear an unknown loud noise, the first reaction of the American people is to lean against the wall, crouch down, and look for cover.
Most of the people in the Central Plains stretched their necks to look around after hearing the noise, to see where there was a lively event that could be watched by onlookers.
After several people came to Iger's side, Iger was still lying lazily on the grass. Vance walked up to him, lowered his head and asked Iger, "Successful?"
Iger nodded. He was still lying on the ground and did not get up. He pointed to his left foot and said with a bit of pain, "Is there anyone who can traction? The ankle joint of this foot is dislocated."
When Vance jumped on one leg with Iger and found Father Locke in the church, Iger's ankle was swollen like a bun.
Father Locke motioned for Vance to help Iger to sit down on the wooden bench. He asked Iger to lift his legs on the bench, and after fully straightening, he reached out and touched the ankle joints.
"Hey, hey, hey, it hurts." Iger grinned and said to Father Locke: "There is no fracture, I just saw a dislocation injury."
As soon as Iger was in pain, he reported his injury directly, regardless of his personal privacy.
Father Locke gently pinched Iger's feet with his hands, and said, "Take a deep breath, hold your breath, and bear it."
Just as Iger was holding his breath, he only heard two "clicks", and he burst into tears in pain.
"Okay." Father Locke got up and said to Iger, "Now?"
After Iger regained his strength, he glanced at the status bar first, and the ankle dislocation disappeared, replaced by a "soft tissue injury" with -15 physical fitness.
"Soft tissue injury." Iger said, "Maybe I need a pair of crutches these days."
Father Locke nodded.Iger is now an important helper for the team, and now is not the time to let him rest for a few days.
Iger sat on the bench and said to Vance: "Uncle Vance, I already have a solution for explosives. What we need now is a slow and reliable burning fuse, and one that can attract infected people. Very loud stuff."
When Iger was doing the experiment, Joanna had already told everyone about Iger's plan to clean up the community, and everyone knew what he wanted to do.
"Fire starter, can you look at this?" Sister Maria pointed to the podium of the chapel.There is a high platform behind the podium, and there are candles that are lit at night on the high platform.
I'll go, use a candle as a kindling, it's too... really doable.
Iger nodded, just need to find another windshield or wear the cup on it, and the candle can burn quietly and perfectly.
"Things that attract infected people." Father Locke thought of something, and he quickly walked back to the bedroom. After a while, he came back with a tape recorder equipped with two speakers.
This kind of tape recorder, which plays tapes, has a certain age, and it can be called a collection strictly speaking.
Father Locke turned the tape recorder over, put a pair of large batteries in it, opened the cassette case, took out the tape inside and blew the dust.
After everything was ready, Father Locke pressed the switch, and a familiar song came out of the tape recorder immediately.
"Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It.
No One Wants To Be Defeated…”
"After so many years, his songs are still so good, aren't they?" Father Locke said after shrugging his shoulders at several young people who were looking at each other.
"Of course." Iger nodded in agreement.
He loves MJ's treble, the Infected will love it.
The November reward list is as follows in chronological order:
Guan Fangrui, how to continue, with the tenth finger, book friend 20180406001015536, losing you like this, Kamen Princess’s Tears, Xiaobai and I in December, Silt Beast (X2), Lone Wolf 999, book friend 150408224201156 , book friend 160502231539624, book friend 120715105337567.
Thank you for your rewards.
(End of this chapter)
Many people will think that Iger is quite professional when he sees Iger doing experiments seriously;
But when they saw the experimental records he wrote on the recording paper, most of them would think that he might have something wrong in his head: I'm afraid this guy is not a fool, how can he repeatedly study the detonation effect of impact and combustion?
That's because there's no such thing as a "fireworks factory accident" in most people's minds.
But after Iger experienced an accident at a nearby fireworks factory a few kilometers away, the safety of explosives is absolutely the first priority.
Iger didn't want to accidentally blow himself up to the sky when he was making it, um, the heaven of ascension.
If the first "collision" and the second "burning" of the material can be easily achieved, Iger must seriously consider how to make it safely.
The stability of the material is better than Iger imagined, but if the stability of the material is super strong and the third and fourth items fail, it will be another headache.
The material is capable of withstanding ordinary impact as well as ordinary burning, and on the other hand, it would certainly not be particularly effective as an explosive filler.
However, there is a saying that there is a lot of food, as long as enough materials are filled in the fuel tank, Iger believes that it will definitely work miracles.
Iger first found an empty tank, and then found a clean iron barrel. He carried the iron barrel to the yard, and poured some XX fuel from the oil barrel into the iron barrel.
Next, Iger filled the tank with materials and carefully poured XX fuel. Finally, he took the tank out of the church yard and walked several hundred meters to find a sheltered place to stop.
Iger put the jar on the ground, then took out the dry XX in his arms, carefully shaped it, and inserted it into the mouth of the jar.
Finally, heartbeat time came.
After Iger struck a match, he tremblingly stretched out to light XXX. As soon as the XXX was lit, he turned around and ran.
After running for at least 100 meters, Iger turned his head and took a look. ×, XXX was blown out by the wind.
In order to prevent cheating, Iger waited for another two or three minutes. Well, he was finally sure that the note was indeed off.
Iger returned to the jar, he knelt down and took out the burnt XXX and threw it away, replaced it with another one, ignited it again, and ran away.
This time Iger learned to be smart. After running 50 meters, he turned his head and saw that ××, XXX went out again.
When XXX was used as a fuse for the third time, Iger impatiently dipped a little fuel on one end, but XXX was still dry, and this caution saved his life.
This time Iger struck a match and approached, the note burned violently, Iger turned around and ran wildly.
After running for more than 20 meters, Iger habitually slowed down and looked back. He saw a very high firework-like flame sprayed out from the mouth of the can.
Before Iger figured out how the earthen explosive became a flamethrower, he suddenly saw the air around the tank vibrate.
I X!
Swearing two words in my mind, this is all Iger can do at that moment.
Iger only felt as if he was pushed violently from behind, and it was only after the shock wave that there was a loud noise.His body had lost his balance, and he fell heavily on the ground like a vicious dog grabbing shit.
Iger lay on the grass and took a few breaths before turning over again. He looked at the white clouds floating in the blue sky, his mind was blank.
After a while, all kinds of fears surged up, and Iger's body was sweating profusely: If he hadn't been cautious again and again, I'm afraid he would have confessed here today.
Iger's method of using materials to make explosives is wrong.
Only bold and ignorant assholes like Iger, who have done well in their previous chemistry classes but haven't actually done it at all, dare to add this kind of XX fuel to it.
A loud bang was heard nearby, and the people in the church ran out into the yard. Vance was the last to come out, but he had his big gun with him.
Elvira, who was on guard on the bell tower, pointed to a certain place, and then shouted to the bottom: "It's Iger!" Only then did everyone feel relieved.
It has to be said that the American people are very alert. When they hear an unknown loud noise, the first reaction of the American people is to lean against the wall, crouch down, and look for cover.
Most of the people in the Central Plains stretched their necks to look around after hearing the noise, to see where there was a lively event that could be watched by onlookers.
After several people came to Iger's side, Iger was still lying lazily on the grass. Vance walked up to him, lowered his head and asked Iger, "Successful?"
Iger nodded. He was still lying on the ground and did not get up. He pointed to his left foot and said with a bit of pain, "Is there anyone who can traction? The ankle joint of this foot is dislocated."
When Vance jumped on one leg with Iger and found Father Locke in the church, Iger's ankle was swollen like a bun.
Father Locke motioned for Vance to help Iger to sit down on the wooden bench. He asked Iger to lift his legs on the bench, and after fully straightening, he reached out and touched the ankle joints.
"Hey, hey, hey, it hurts." Iger grinned and said to Father Locke: "There is no fracture, I just saw a dislocation injury."
As soon as Iger was in pain, he reported his injury directly, regardless of his personal privacy.
Father Locke gently pinched Iger's feet with his hands, and said, "Take a deep breath, hold your breath, and bear it."
Just as Iger was holding his breath, he only heard two "clicks", and he burst into tears in pain.
"Okay." Father Locke got up and said to Iger, "Now?"
After Iger regained his strength, he glanced at the status bar first, and the ankle dislocation disappeared, replaced by a "soft tissue injury" with -15 physical fitness.
"Soft tissue injury." Iger said, "Maybe I need a pair of crutches these days."
Father Locke nodded.Iger is now an important helper for the team, and now is not the time to let him rest for a few days.
Iger sat on the bench and said to Vance: "Uncle Vance, I already have a solution for explosives. What we need now is a slow and reliable burning fuse, and one that can attract infected people. Very loud stuff."
When Iger was doing the experiment, Joanna had already told everyone about Iger's plan to clean up the community, and everyone knew what he wanted to do.
"Fire starter, can you look at this?" Sister Maria pointed to the podium of the chapel.There is a high platform behind the podium, and there are candles that are lit at night on the high platform.
I'll go, use a candle as a kindling, it's too... really doable.
Iger nodded, just need to find another windshield or wear the cup on it, and the candle can burn quietly and perfectly.
"Things that attract infected people." Father Locke thought of something, and he quickly walked back to the bedroom. After a while, he came back with a tape recorder equipped with two speakers.
This kind of tape recorder, which plays tapes, has a certain age, and it can be called a collection strictly speaking.
Father Locke turned the tape recorder over, put a pair of large batteries in it, opened the cassette case, took out the tape inside and blew the dust.
After everything was ready, Father Locke pressed the switch, and a familiar song came out of the tape recorder immediately.
"Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It.
No One Wants To Be Defeated…”
"After so many years, his songs are still so good, aren't they?" Father Locke said after shrugging his shoulders at several young people who were looking at each other.
"Of course." Iger nodded in agreement.
He loves MJ's treble, the Infected will love it.
The November reward list is as follows in chronological order:
Guan Fangrui, how to continue, with the tenth finger, book friend 20180406001015536, losing you like this, Kamen Princess’s Tears, Xiaobai and I in December, Silt Beast (X2), Lone Wolf 999, book friend 150408224201156 , book friend 160502231539624, book friend 120715105337567.
Thank you for your rewards.
(End of this chapter)
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