America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 341 The Explosion on the Delaware River
"I heard that you worked at the Roswell Ordnance Factory?" The manager pinched his nose and asked.

"Yes, sir."

"What exactly are you doing?"

"The production of smokeless powder and explosives, sir."

During the question and answer, the manager had a preliminary understanding of the situation of the Italian in front of him.

This man was indeed engaged in the production of smokeless gunpowder, but was responsible for one of the preceding steps.

Regarding the whole process of this step, you said that he understands, but he has been ambiguous when it comes to many key points, such as what stabilizer is used and what is the ratio.

But if you say he doesn't understand, he can tell the general logic and principles, and he can speak eloquently and eloquently.

The manager wondered if this person was hiding something for a price, deliberately hiding a lot of details.

The manager was very cautious about whether to hire this person.

He fell asleep.

He patrolled around the workshop, casually glanced at the readings of the thermometers in each water tank.

"Everyone, please don't worry, I'm not dead yet, the DuPont family is still the same DuPont family." The old man said slowly.

He came to Ramon's laboratory and reported the specific situation to Ramon.

"I think he hid some things on purpose, should we?"

"What about the Italian?" The manager looked at Ramon's back and asked.

The sky has begun to turn white, and the rising sun is about to rise from the Delaware River to illuminate the earth.

It was early morning.

There shouldn't be too much of a problem after that.

Within the factory area, no one survived.

His leg hurts.

He has experienced countless storms and waves in his life, so this time, he still has a way.

The temperature is kept perfectly.

However, in the workshop behind him, the reading of the thermometer in a cylinder was far above the safety line.

Including DuPont technicians who came to visit the smokeless gunpowder display, and several members of the DuPont family.

But the results of the investigation soon came out. The reason for the explosion was that the staff forgot to cool the nitroglycerin the day before, and the staff on duty that night did not find this out.

There was a smile on the corner of Bako Pino's mouth, and he recalled the scene when the manager interviewed him.

Near the factory building, there is more than one ton of nitroglycerin stored!
However, the next moment, the picture in Ramon Dupont's mind became reality.

The starry sky over the Delaware River is really beautiful.

That morning, residents living on the upper Delaware River in New Jersey were awakened by a loud noise that had never been heard before.

After a period of time, the workshop team leader became more and more at ease with the Italian, and even let him start working the night shift alone.

And his business has been very proficient from the beginning.

They gathered around Henry Dupont's hospital bed, watching the current head of the Dupont family, eager to get an instruction to turn the tide from his mouth.

Soon, he integrated into the original group of workers in the workshop.

The facts are confirmed, the evidence is overwhelming.

The temperature in the workshop is not a big problem.

The bad news came out one by one from the heads of DuPont's various sectors.

Henry Dupont on the hospital bed yelled at his subordinates excitedly, in exchange for a few violent coughs of his own.

A month later, in Henry Dupont's villa.

His mood is excited.

This morning, Ramon Dupont will show them the results of his smokeless gunpowder.

"Boss, the Federation has sent a message, hoping that we can issue professional opinions on the new smokeless gunpowder bullets on the market."

"Atkinson, in the name of the association, contact all upstream raw material suppliers in the United States and tell them that starting today, the ordnance factory in Roswell will be embargoed on raw materials."

future!It's smokeless gunpowder and dynamite!

But Ramon DuPont's gaze was fixed on the factory building not far away.

His heart suddenly tightened.

Henry glanced at the managers in front of his bed, his eyes were firm and cruel.

Including a dozing Baco Pino.

That manager asked a lot of questions about smokeless gunpowder.

Of course, it also includes the next generation heir of the DuPont family with ambition - Ramon DuPont.

There was no one in the workshop except Bacco Pino.

After saying these words, the door of the laboratory was closed.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, Henry Dupont was not only saddened by the death of his nephew, but also saddened by the future of the Dupont family.

The fishermen who got up early to fish on the river saw a mushroom cloud rising from the place where the "Repano" explosives factory was located.

He couldn't wait to show the engineers of the parent company how big the gap was between smokeless gunpowder and black powder.

There seemed to be a fire shining.

The manager found him yesterday and told him that if the boss's smokeless gunpowder is successfully developed and decided to mass-produce, he can go to the new workshop.

It's not that he doesn't want to answer those questions, it's that he really doesn't know!

"I understand!" He turned around and walked into the laboratory, leaving the manager outside the door alone, "I don't need that person to tell everything, I can make smokeless gunpowder soon!"

On this day, Baco Pino was on night shift in the workshop as usual.

Before the manager finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ramon.

Henry Dupont, who was recuperating in his own manor due to illness, did not wait for the news of the thugs he had sent out, but instead waited for the news of the explosion at the "Repano" explosives factory.

The tough-as-life veteran fell straight off his horse.

It's just a pity that my uncle Henry Dupont couldn't come.

Italians have traditionally been ignorant of such matters.

Smokeless gunpowder was finally successfully developed.

As for theoretical stuff, it’s enough to know something about it, but it’s really unnecessary and tiring to figure it out so clearly.

At that time, the main production process of nitroglycerin was to mix nitric acid and double the mass of sulfuric acid each time.

Life seems to be getting better and better.

The Italian Baco Pino was temporarily assigned to the production workshop of nitroglycerin.

Many technicians from DuPont's parent company came from Delaware.

The Italian moved a stool and sat down at the gate of the workshop, looking at the starry sky.

Today is a good day.

Today is the day of his fame as Ramon Dupont.

It now appears that this matter did not seem to affect his joining DuPont.

Ramon Dupont was busy all night in the laboratory.

After listening to the manager's explanation, especially after talking about some principles that the man said, Ramon thought about it.

The entire explosives factory was razed to the ground by the explosion caused by the martyrdom of a ton of nitroglycerin.

They lived in the factory area nearby.

His servant tucked an ornate cushion into his back so the old man could sit more comfortably.

He suspected that someone did something wrong!

"Boss, according to our information, many members of the Gunpowder Association are in private contact with the ordnance factory in Roswell, trying to introduce the technology of smokeless gunpowder."

The eldest son of this generation of the Dupont family, Ramon Dupont, is said to have made a breakthrough in smokeless gunpowder.

The West Point veteran has been in charge of the family for more than 40 years, and the family business has grown and grown in his hands.

"Boss, the products of the Roswell Armory Factory are quickly occupying the market in the west, and even some gun shops in some eastern states have their products!"

Baco Pino has a characteristic of Italians, that is, he is good at socializing.

"Didn't he work with explosives? Let him go to the explosives workshop first and do what he used to do."

Ramon Dupont stretched his waist and walked out of his laboratory.

Fortunately, I am smart, and I have been fooled by many details.

All doubts about him will dissipate.

The job assigned to the Italians is to monitor the final cooling process.

A worst scenario emerged from his mind.

The most likely one is the Chinese businessman from Roswell!

"Check! Check it out for me!"

Henry Dupont sat on his hospital bed, looking out the window.

Now that I switch to the new smokeless gunpowder workshop, the salary will increase; with the salary increase, I will be able to save a sum of money soon, and then I will marry a beautiful Sicilian girl and have a bunch of children.
Looking at the sky full of stars, Pino's eyes gradually became blurred.

Because he's done that to his competitors before.

The treatment there is a little higher than here.

Pino glanced again at the thermometer hanging on a pole in the workshop.

After looking at the dozens of water tanks in the front, Baco Pino felt a little irritable for no reason when he looked at the dozens of water tanks left in the back.

After cooling, add glycerin drop by drop, pour the reaction liquid into the water tank, and separate the white oily nitroglycerin from the water surface. The temperature of the solution must be kept at 20~30°C.

"Although I don't know the specific ingredients of the smokeless gunpowder, I know that without saltpeter, explosives cannot be made!"

He looked around the crowd, with a resolute majesty in his voice:
"From now on, I don't want a drop of nitric acid, a piece of saltpeter, to appear on the land of Roswell!"

"I'm tired." After saying these words, the old man waved lightly to everyone in the room. "Lester Berner stays, the others go out first."

After everyone left the room, Henry called the man named Berner to his side:
"You go and entrust the Pinkerton Detective Agency to find out, where are the people we sent to New Mexico?"

(End of this chapter)