Traveling through the divine eagle: the first sword of Quanzhen

Chapter 164 Tang Lan Dances With Qing Wei's Exquisite Design

Li Qingwei already had an idea in his mind.

Just do what you said, and then Li Qingwei followed Tang Lan back to the house, starting from scratch.

Although Tang Lan's "rocket" is powerful enough, the two most important points are the lack of suitable propellant and a safe fuse.Moreover, the design structure of the rocket is also very unreasonable.

As for the propellant, black powder alone is not enough, and a suitable R4 type propellant powder needs to be configured.Of course, the concept of propellant was somewhat difficult for the ancients.

This is also where Li Qingwei's knowledge dimensionality reduction strikes. Even if his samples are seized by the enemy, they can even be imitated, but they cannot manufacture R4 propellant and safe gunpowder.

Because of this formula, the preparation method, and even the names of the raw materials, only Li Qingwei, a modern science student, can understand it.

Moreover, Li Qingwei also strictly calculated the ratio of various materials, including the amount of charge, the design length ratio, and even the flying distance, effective killing radius, and ballistic parabola.

To this day, he is very fortunate that he is a science student. There is a saying in modern times, "If you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid to travel all over the world." This sentence is true and very true!
In the past few days, among other things, Tang Lan admired Li Qingwei's five bodies. She had to use an abacus to calculate a lot of complicated data for a day, but Li Qingwei just wrote some words she didn't understand on the ground. It took half an hour. Just know.

Of course, these ancient people certainly did not understand modern advanced mathematics.

Li Qingwei lived with Tang Lan by the stream for five days. Fortunately, Bashu was rich in products, and it was not difficult to get what he needed.

In the past five days, out of respect for "intellectuals", Tang Lan let Li Qingwei sleep on her small bamboo bed, while she played the floor.

Although Li Qingwei refused to carry forward the gentleman's style, but she couldn't stand the girl's willfulness and couldn't get up when she lay on the ground.

Five days later, Li Qingwei's masterpiece appeared under the production of Tang Lan.

Compared with Tang Lan's previous design, it is much more scientific, and Li Qingwei at the bottom has also replaced it with his own special propellant.There is also a safety fuse made by himself.

Although it is still rolled up with kraft paper, the power of this thing is no less than that of a wooden handle grenade.

Li Qingwei specially designed a launcher for it. If this launcher is equipped with small wheels, this is a simple version of the ancient "107 rocket launcher".

Although this thing is a more powerful second kicker and launch pad in modern military terms, it is enough to deal with these ancient people.

If it is scaled up and installed on the launch vehicle, it will be the ancient version of the "Katyusha rocket launcher", allowing these nomadic barbarians to taste the love of the "loving father".

Moreover, this thing is more powerful than artillery, and it is also more advanced than artillery. With the knowledge level of these ancient people, the propellant alone can kill them. Get its shape, but not its soul.

The power and accuracy will definitely be greatly reduced. After all, every detail here, even the parabola, was calculated by Li Qingwei using modern mathematics.

What's more, Li Qingwei also has a more lethal "cluster bomb" design, but he doesn't need such inhumane weapons for the time being.In addition to this, he still has a big killer in his heart as a trump card. These nomadic cavalry can be said to die as many as they come.

Although this was what Li Qingwei had thought about before, if he did it alone, he would not be able to do much if he was exhausted. If Tang Lan could submit to him and join him in the future, then she would be a powerful one. helper.

Li Qingwei stretched out his right thumb to measure the distance.

The "eye-jumping distance measurement method" was taught to him by his instructor when he was resting in the university military training, because his instructor was a third-class artilleryman before he was discharged from the army.

He said to Tang Lan: "Miss Tang, what do you think of us hitting that tree on the cliff opposite?"

Tang Lan put her hand on her forehead to block the sun, and she looked at the conspicuous tree on the cliff in the distance.

After looking at it, she shook her head and said, "That tree? Impossible! Let alone whether we can hit it at this distance, I feel that our firearms can't fly there."

Li Qingwei shook his head at this time. After measuring the distance, Li Qingwei adjusted the height of the launcher. After calculating the distance of the parabola in his brain, he lit the rocket made by Tang Lan with incense.

"Pong~!" With a loud noise, the rocket flew out, making Tang Lan's ears numb from the shock.

But Li Qingwei was fine, firstly, he had deep internal energy, and secondly, he puffed up his mouth and ears early.

Calculation of parabola, saccade distance measurement, and this small detail movement were given to him by his instructor. He still remembers that when college students recruited on campus, his instructor recommended Li Qingwei to join the army, but because Li Qingwei My ideal is digital programming, so I gave up the opportunity to join the army on campus.

If he goes to join the army, he should be a very good artilleryman.

Li Qingwei looked at the rocket that was emitting white smoke and flames and flew towards the distance, "Boom!" With a loud noise, the rocket precisely hit the small tree on the cliff, where it was not broken, it ignited. Flame, the tree body fell down with flames.And a piece of rock on that cliff was also blown away by this rocket.

Fortunately, there was a gravel beach under the cliff, otherwise, Li Qingwei would have to go there to clean up the mess.

Although Tang Lan's tinnitus hadn't recovered yet, seeing the target successfully hit in the distance and the power of a firearm, she danced happily, and even hugged him while Li Qingwei wasn't paying attention, and kissed him.

It was only later that she noticed Li Qingwei's identity, and she shyly let go.

However, this did not calm her excitement.

She yelled, "Hit! Hit!"

Seeing her happy look, Li Qingwei immediately remembered a text he had learned before.

"Fan Jinzhongju is probably the same." Li Qingwei complained in his heart.

After a while, Tang Lan said: "Daozhang Li, thank you so much! Your knowledge of firearms is mine. No! It's simply above the generations of our Tang Sect! If you were born a few decades earlier, the Northern Expedition would have a great success." If you participate, we Han people must have recovered the rivers and mountains long ago!"

Taking advantage of Tang Lan's excitement, Li Qingwei hurriedly said: "You don't have to be born decades earlier, everyone inherits the behest of their ancestors, and we can fix the Central Plains and restore the rivers and mountains today!"

Hearing Li Qingwei's words, Tang Lan suddenly became quiet, and the smile on her face gradually froze. She looked at Li Qingwei and said seriously, "Oh? Is Daoist Li serious?"

Li Qingwei looked at her serious face and said with a smile, "Of course! Of course it's serious."

(End of this chapter)