I want to be a warlord

It is 10 kilometers away from the impact point, and we have to walk through mountains and forests. In order to allow illiterate people like Wang Zhen to correctly understand the differences between themselves and the bandits of Hamas, and to correctly understand the advantages and disadvantages of the rockets they made. At this point, Lao Liu had to rehabilitate Wang Zhen.

"This solid propellant requires a lot of attention, including energy density, specific impulse, flammability, burning speed, burning speed pressure, etc."

"But none of the things fried by Hamas meet the standards. Can it be mixed evenly when stir-fried with a spatula? The energy density is different every time it is stir-fried. It is impossible to control the energy density. The ratio is higher and lower during the rush, and the flammability is uncertain. , there are too many residues, and the burning speed fluctuates, so don’t mention the pressure.”

"Not to mention whether the medicine is evenly distributed when filling. During transportation, strong vibrations will further cause changes in uniformity."

"The final result is that the rocket's momentum is fast and slow during flight. Sometimes it simply explodes halfway, blowing a hole in the middle and falling headlong."

"So, when they launch Kasan, they just need to get a bracket. It's not accurate anyway, so they just don't aim at it. Just keep it in the right direction."

"But we definitely can't do this!" Lao Liu said with a serious face: "Rigorous, must be rigorous, even if it cannot meet the standards of major countries, the standard production process and product qualification rate must still be guaranteed."

"This is the reason why the landing point is within 500 meters."

"By the way, do you know the flight trajectory of this thing?" Lao Liu suddenly asked.

"Of course, it's a parabola!" Wang Zhen stretched out his hand and gestured, and said "whoosh" and "boom" in the voice.

Lao Liu's mouth twisted again, "Oh, you idiot, you are so uneducated!"

"Master Drafting!" Wang Zhen was so angry, "Whoever studies this thing for no fucking reason, I will beat you to death, believe it or not!"

"You can't bear it!" Lao Liu chuckled and said, "I finally did it. What's the matter with pretending to be cool? Why, it doesn't matter what the heavens and the earth do, why should you pretend to be cool?"

"Okay, okay, you're awesome!" Wang Zhen looked helpless.

Old Liu laughed and continued to tease Wang Zhen, "This parabola is not the standard parabola you learned in junior high school geometry. When the thrust is about to disappear, it will suddenly start to fall, like an inverted check mark."

"After I do more experiments and determine the shape of the projectile, I will soon be able to determine the ballistic table, and the accuracy will be greatly improved by then."

"Of course, without guidance, there is no guidance. The range that can be improved is limited. If the range is 20 kilometers, it should be 200 meters."

"There is no way. It is difficult to be more accurate if it is not within the visual distance. Even if the launch angle is off by one degree, it will become extremely huge after being enlarged to 20 kilometers."

"Visible distance?" Wang Zhen raised his eyebrows.

"Nonsense, there are no military satellites, so we can't determine the specific location of the target at all. When calculating the ballistics, the target is always 20 kilometers, 19 kilometers, or 15 kilometers. In addition, there is no specific data on the altitude, so we can't hit it more accurately. It’s just that Meng knows it!”

"This thing can only be used on a large scale to carry out cluster bombing on the enemy's military targets and important targets. Deterrence is greater than damage."

"It cannot be applied in the city unless you are not afraid of hitting civilians."

"Ha!" This time it was finally Wang Zhen's turn to twist his lips, "Who said you can't accurately measure the target position without satellites? Do you believe it or not!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Old Liu looked unbelieving.

"Ha, it's terrible to be uneducated!" Wang Zhen sneered.

"Your uncle!"

The two cursed for a while, and then Wang Zhen expressed his thoughts, "Who said satellites have to fly to outer space? Can't they fly at an altitude of 1000 meters?"

"We need to be able to get two T-50s and fly up with the equipment without using too many functions. Just like geologists, we can measure distance, altitude, wind speed, wind direction, and connect to the ground through two sets of equipment. Triangulation can definitely be accurate to the meter level.”

"That is, there is no navigation equipment. If there is navigation, hey, we can also develop guided missiles!"

Lao Liu's eyes suddenly lit up. Why had he forgotten this? He was always thinking about military satellites, and he forgot the most basic positioning function, which can actually be provided by the T-50.

The weapons they design are mainly aimed at anti-government armed forces, drug criminals, terrorists, or wars between small third world countries, and do not require too high-end weapons.

After the T-50 is painted in blue and white, it is difficult to be detected at an altitude of meters. As for the radar...

Wang Zhen has never tried it, but he knows the strength of the South Soviet Army. Even if he uses radar to find a small thing floating in the sky, it will not be able to hit it from a few kilometers away.

It's just distance measurement and positioning, it doesn't have to be close to the top of the head.

"If you say so..." Lao Liu thought for a while, "It's not a big problem to increase the accuracy to within 100 meters."

"Ah? Why are you still having such diarrhea!" Wang Zhen frowned, "He definitely can't use this kind of product. It's too easy to cause accidental injuries, unless it's to deal with terrorists."

"First of all, it's not that we can't continue to improve accuracy." Old Liu stretched out a finger and said seriously: "For example, adding a mechanical gyroscope can greatly keep the rocket stable and allow the missile to land according to the predetermined trajectory."

"But the problem is that it will increase costs. The users we are targeting are third-world countries in Africa. The sales price of a rocket should not exceed US$5. Taking into account profits, the cost should be controlled within US$1."

"No, wait a minute, four times the profit?" Wang Zhen's face was full of shock.

"Is there any problem? There are also R&D costs. You don't think this thing can sell a lot, do you? If you sell it to death, it would be good if you can sell 1 pieces!" ˆ ˆ ˆ "You have to consider the customer's spending power! "

"Uh..." Wang Zhen frowned and thought for a while, okay, it is indeed a bit difficult. For Nansu, who has the best relationship, can he purchase 500 pieces?

For $2500 million, Wang Zhen felt hesitant.

Without too much training and military exercises, 500 missiles are enough for South Korea to reserve.

Will the South Soviet Army conduct military exercises?

Wang Zhen doesn’t think so!

Whether the rest can be sold depends on the operation. To put it bluntly, the current international purchase of weapons is more about political needs than war needs.

What is needed for war is that there are more local armed forces.

For local armed forces, 107 fire, gas tank cloud bombs, rifle grenades and the like are more popular. They have little demand for beyond visual range strikes.

Wang Zhen's train of thought was quickly interrupted by Old Liu, "Besides, it's impossible for us to sell just such a gas pipe!"

"I have to make it look a little more like that, with a special launch vehicle and rocket nest, and then give it a name like a bomber, and add a simple fire control system or something like that. The whole system will sell for a higher price. I don’t think we’ll be able to sell many, it’s mainly used to demonstrate our technical strength.”

"That's true. The most popular ones are individual weapons, at least within sight range." Wang Zhen nodded.

During his stay in South Sudan for more than half a year, Wang Zhen discovered that the biggest consumer of arms was bullets. In Africa alone, it would not be a big problem to consume 10 billion a year, even if there was no major war.

Bullets have a shelf life. They can be stored for 10 years before they are opened, but once they are opened, they are useless after one year.

Of course, this does not mean that the bullet is broken and cannot be fired.

What we are talking about is that the rate of duds and misfires has increased, the amount of gunpowder residue has increased, and the ballistic stability has deteriorated. The regular armies of large countries will definitely not be able to tolerate it.

The battlefields in Africa and the Middle East are not a big problem.

If we could build a bullet production line in Nansu, we would be well on our way to making a fortune!

Of course, if you think about it, it is impossible at least now. There are things about the production line that can be obtained from China or Eastern European countries, but they cannot be transported into South Sudan at all.

The group of people chatted and laughed, and finally reached the hillside. Looking at the bullet casing that was plunged into the ground one meter deep, with only the butt outside, Old Liu laughed and said, "Test the straight-line distance. I'll test it two more times." Next time, let’s go to Kiel for a showdown.”

"Okay, but it is still too dangerous to configure propellant. You should pay attention to this aspect and try not to end up personally." Wang Zhen said after thinking about it.

Old Liu waved his hands indifferently, "It's okay, let's recruit people. Whether it's nitrocellulose or nitroglycerin, we have very mature production equipment. Buying two sets of small ones is enough. By the way, we can dig a few mature workers outside. The cost is not much, even if the arsenal doesn’t build it, at worst we can keep it and make it for our own use, and we won’t be able to compensate for it, right, Mr. Wang.”

"Besides, even if it is not used as propellant, it can be used as primer, chemical industry, or medicine. It has many uses."

Wang Zhen curled his lips, "No, I'm not worthy of being an uneducated person. What if I infect you!"

"Who said you are uneducated?" Lao Liu shouted, looking very angry, "Let him come out, and you will see if I can beat him to death. That's it!"

"Go away, you're shameless!" Wang Zhen cursed with a smile and turned around to leave.

Lao Liu asked a few soldiers to carry the projectile back and quickly chased Wang Zhen. "Don't worry, the more accurate the positioning is when you demonstrate it to Keir, the better!"

"Ask me, I don't know how. Just ask Lao Zhang and the others." Wang Zhen shrugged.

"I think they can use it alone, but I want to make it into a system, you know, even the simplest fire control system." Old Liu said with great longing: "At least it looks bluffing."

"You have a lot of clever ideas, help me think of them."

Speaking of the fire control system, Wang Zhen also became interested.

Fire control system: a general term for equipment that controls the automatic aiming and firing of shooting weapons.

"Ours is an unguided weapon, so the goal is to improve the speed and accuracy of aiming and launching." Wang Zhen muttered: "In terms of the composition of the fire control system, it includes finding the target, measuring distance, altitude, wind speed, etc. The data is sent to the computer and calculated according to the ballistic trajectory table to obtain the most suitable launch angle."

"It would be better to automatically adjust the launch angle, but this needs to be coordinated with the vehicle platform, so let's give up first."

"If you do the math, it doesn't seem to be difficult!"

"Yeah, help me find someone to do it!" Old Liu chuckled.

"Okay, but you have to calculate a simple ballistic table first." Wang Zhen rolled his eyes and thought of a suitable person, that is, your Huawei guy!

……

It's the end of the month and there are activities going on. I've never been embarrassed to ask for a monthly pass.

This month’s monthly ticket score is the worst since the beginning of the book, with 262...

Please give me some monthly tickets, not many, 3500!

According to the current number of readers, three tickets per person is enough!

Thank you, thank you!

For the sake of Lao Yanhuo's hard work and life in order to write professionally. (End of chapter)