Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 271: Artillery shells that explode

Claude woke up with a headache, a legacy of hangover. Last night and Velikoro, and the three Captain Mentusk drank a case of good wine, and everyone was drunk. Claude remembered that Captain Mentusk had first planted it, but Velikoro seemed sober before he lost consciousness. This guy seems to be getting more booze...

“What time is it?” Claude asked. There is also a strong alcoholic smell in the tent, which should be due to the lack of ventilation in the tent. After getting drunk, Mike and Big Gummy were afraid of their cold and didn't open the windows and the curtains for ventilation, so the wine smelled like a nose flush, which made them smell a little stinky.

“It's 4: 00 pm.” Mike replied that he had served Claude a decanting soup made with Chen Orange Pepper plus other herbs, which tasted weird but worked well to treat the headache after hangover.

“By the way, Lieutenant Colonel Ledfank arrived in the morning and he left when he saw you asleep, but he asked me to tell you that he had decided to go back the next morning because he was going to visit a very important friend tomorrow.” Mike said.

Claude remembers seeing Lieutenant Colonel Ledfank and a woman fighting hard before he left the prom. Looks like Lieutenant Colonel Ledfank has found the person he wants to marry and should be visiting the woman's house tomorrow. In that case, let's go back in the morning and catch up with the new night. Just in time for tomorrow, buy some more things to take home.

“Open windows and curtains for ventilation.” Claude said as he picked up the towel that Mike handed over and wiped his face: “Is there a bathroom in town? Go take a bath at night. ”

“Yes, sir, it's not far from the barracks, there's a nice bathroom two blocks away, but I hear it's a little expensive.” Mike opened the window and rolled up the curtains again.

Fresh and cold air forced Claude into a cold war, and all of a sudden he was much sober. Put on a military uniform stacked on the head of the bed and say, “It's okay to be expensive, as long as you're comfortable, it's better than staying in a cold bath in a military camp. ”

There's also a bathhouse in the barracks, but it's not a bath, it's a flush. Although the bath water is not ice, it is also cold and warm for a while. There is no need to think about the hot bath, so it can be brushed off. Claude still decided to take a bath in the bathroom and at least feel more comfortable.

“By the way, Mike, you tell Big Grimes to go to the barracks of the Jailguard Corps and find Captain Velikoro and that Captain Mentusk, and tell them I'll buy them dinner at night, and then I'll buy them a bath after dinner. I think the two of them should be up by now.” Claude said again.

There is no curfew in town tonight, so we can go back to camp later. About an hour later, two men arrived, Verricolo and Captain Mentusque. Véricolo is still very spirited and doesn't see any drunkenness. Captain Mentasque was pale, walking a little shaky, holding his head and saying he drank too much last night, his head seemed to be getting heavy.

But he's still smart: “Sorry, I already cost you last night. I'll take care of it tonight. But let's just say we can't drink this dinner anymore. ”

“Mike, give Captain Mentusk a bowl of decanter soup.” Claude said.

“Yes, sir, just a moment.” Mike's out.

Verricolo laughed, "It's all right, just ask him. This guy's a big millionaire, he's got money. I rarely meet him. I must kill him this time. ”

Hey, how did this guy Verricolo know he had money? When Claude remembered he hadn't made money from the real estate in town, Verricolo had left White Deer Town for Wangdu with his father and sister.

Villicro seemed to know Claude's question: “Boa told me that he had received a letter from his father knowing that you were making a lot of money buying land in town. He was upset that he shouldn't have left White Deer Town so early, otherwise you would have made a big deal out of it. ”

Turns out, Claude smiled: “Something may not be right, perhaps because he joined the Bongilia guard camp, so he can now stay behind. If we stay in Bai Lu Town, perhaps like our classmates, we will not be able to secure our security if we are conscripted into the Second Line Corps. It's kind of a loss, too. ”

Mike soon sent a bowl of decanter soup, and Captain Mentusk thanked him and blew it and drank it while it was hot. And then he complained, “You're still a smart soldier, you don't know, the soldier I was assigned to in the battalion is lazy, he didn't tell me anything, he didn't do anything, he told him to do something, and he always threw it away, so he could just walk past it. Often when I was naked, he hid all my changed clothes and avoided being seen rushing him to wash them.

Besides, I was greedy and often went to dinner to eat my side dishes. On one occasion, I had two slices of bread left, and lied to me about not making side dishes in the cafeteria today. I was pissed off. The teachings were unchanged, the whipping was useless, and the dead face resisted beating. I asked Battalion to replace me, and Battalion said he wasn't fit to be a soldier, so he became my soldier. I believe I should be able to get another one this time... ”

Claude laughed bitterly, and it was normal for the military to assign military officers to duty conscripts who had been eliminated and were not fit for military service. Back in the Blue Feather Corps, Claude's security squadron at the treatment center was holding all of these eliminated recruits. In other regiments, those are the players who work hard in the army, and Captain Mentusk said that such soldiers are not uncommon. Many officers simply don't want to work as soldiers, and do whatever trivial chores they have.

“I was lucky that Mike was pulled into the army before he was old enough to be assigned to me. Then I became a lieutenant and recruited him as my soldier, and now he won't leave for long. If I can be promoted to Major in the future, I can make him my deputy.” Claude humbled: “By the way, Vero, do you have a squad and guard? ”

“No.” Villicro shook his head: “I'm used to doing everything myself and don't like people touching my personal things. I didn't have a guard either, but I had a deputy when I went to war. The guy had a good eye and a good shot. He didn't come with me this time. ”

In fact, McJackie's rank is now a sergeant. The last time Lieutenant Colonel Ledfunk asked him if he wanted to go to another squadron to be a squadron leader, but McJackie said he would rather be a squadron soldier next to Claude. He was so used to being with me that he didn't want to be separated. Claude, however, has been promoted to captain, and if he becomes acting captain, he can be accompanied by a small squad of escorts, which will allow Mike to be captain of this squad.

The three of them chatted for a while and Mike came in to report that the best Blue Sea Grand Hotel in Pacacia had sent a carriage to pick up the guests. This is Claude sending Big Grimes to ask Captain Verricolo and Captain Mentusque to the banquet to get a definite response, and then Mike taking a carriage to the Blue Ice Sea Grand Hotel to book a box. It's almost time now, and the Blue Ice Sea Hotel sends carriages to greet you, which is a nice service.

McJackie followed Claude into the carriage, while Big Gummy sat next to the carriage owner. After arriving at the Blue Ice Sea, Claude and Villikro, Captain Mentusk entered the second floor of the bagroom, while Mike and Big Gummy asked for a table downstairs, and Claude would never forget them, and Big Gummy had a mouthful at night.

The three of them ate and chatted and somehow talked about the Royal Army's weapons and equipment. Captain Mentasque has made a great deal of complaining in this regard, and he believes that the Kingdom used to take a great turn in armaments research, but fortunately it has now changed. He refers to the emergence of the Obash Type III fireline, previously studied by the Royal Armaments in terms of how firearms could be fired farther, with greater coverage and more functional barrels, completely ignoring the real needs of front-line officers and soldiers.

The same applies to artillery research, knowing only to build artillery capable of firing larger and heavier pellets and striving to destroy enemy defences, but forgetting to lighten the weight of the artillery. In order to withstand a larger amount of gunpowder explosion, the thicker the tube, the worse the manoeuvrability of the cannon, the more powerful the siege cannon is now, but because it moves too slowly, sixteen golden horses can barely pull, can only move up to seventy-eight miles a day, it also needs to be flat, and several batches of golden horses have to rotate to drag.

Captain Mentusk complained, "Why can't we do something about the shells? Can't we make a shell that can explode, except live shells and shotguns?" If the shells explode, the artillery's power can be multiplied by countless times, and the siege land will become very easy, without having to fight with the lives and blood of soldiers to capture enemy positions...

Nor does Claude understand how firearms research in the world has gone astray. The firearm has always been a fire rope ignition device, studying how to get the furthest range and ignoring precise targeting. Instead, artillery research is about firing bigger, heavier solid iron balls, but forgetting to work on artillery shells. Captain Mentusk stated that he had written two letters to the artillery research department of the Kingdom in which he had set out his ideas in the hope of producing an explosive shell. But he never got back to me, and most likely his mail was thrown in the trash...

Unfortunately, I don't know how to study it, or I will have to find a shell that will explode at my own expense... Captain Mentusk hates to say that he was forced to create a simple stone throwing device that throws the powder bucket, then lights the line on the powder bucket and throws the powder bucket out. I didn't expect to win the Knight's Medal for it. Because of the proximity, every time he attacked, his soldiers suffered a lot of casualties. When thinking of the soldiers who died, he found it difficult to feel comfortable wearing this knight's medal on his chest...

Perhaps because of the monopoly of knowledge, Claude remembered two basic courses, physics and chemistry, which were not available in the country. Even if people have ideas in their minds, they can't translate their fantasies into reality because they don't understand their foundational principles. Like Captain Mentusk, he wanted to build a shell that could explode, but he didn't have the knowledge to do it, and he couldn't do anything about it.

Now I have an idea... Captain Mentusk says if you replace the solid shell with a hollow one, fill it with artillery, expose a flame rope, light the flame rope first, then shove it into the cannon tube, then you don't know if you can explode when you hit the target...

It's a good idea, maybe it was invented this way. Claude had countless artillery cannons from his past life in his mind, but now the world is still kind of a front-loaded artillery cannon. He just wants to tell people that no one believes in back-loaded artillery, not to mention howitzer rockets, and maybe people will think he's crazy.

Claude just didn't understand how shells were made in his past life, he didn't look in white, and no one else would tell you how to build a qualified shell. He knew Captain Mentasque was right, but unfortunately he had no idea how to open a shotgun, which would mean that there was no way to study it. However, he encouraged Captain Mentasque to do more research when he returned, and many scientific inventions and creations in previous generations were said to be war-related and to have contributed to advances in human science and technology.

After two hours of eating, Claude took Villicro and Captain Mentusque to that somewhat expensive bathroom for a bath. Soon he will understand why this bathroom is more expensive because when you soak it in a hot tub, you will be surrounded by a beautiful, cool waitress who will wash and massage you and serve you a variety of fruit snacks and wine. If you need to relax, you can also take your favorite waitress to the small room next to you to rest, of course this cost needs to be settled with the waitress.

Claude refused to allow the maid around him to take him to the small room, but Captain Mentasque couldn't help but hold the two maids to the small room. Vericulo lay on his back in the bathtub with his arms spread apart, leaving the maid to massage him.

“Aren't you going to take a break?” Claude asked.

“No.” Vericulo replied with a buzzing voice: "It doesn't mean anything, I didn't go to bed with women all over my head. After shaking, the whole person felt very sorry. I couldn't lift my mind. It was easy to make mistakes when shooting, it took me two or three days to adjust, so I didn't like to touch women before I went to war. ”

“I see that you've changed a lot this time, and the whole person has become a little cold-blooded and harsh, as if he doesn't like to talk any more than he did when he was a kid.” Claude said.

“There's no way, you don't know, if you find it easier to shoot enemies on the battlefield than it was to hunt wild chickens when you were little, you'd be like this. The enemy I'm shooting at is just a moving target in my eyes, and I wouldn't expect him to be as alive as we are. More than 400 enemies, just a number I killed. ”

Vericulo's words made the maid he was massaging smile. Maybe she thought Vericulo was just bragging. How could a young man have killed more than 400 enemies?

“You're so nervous, I think you should relax. It's the end of the year and you don't have to go to war.” Claude shook his head slightly, and he felt that Verricolo should have had that battlefield syndrome.

Without answering, Verricolo said later: "Claude, we're going back tomorrow, and it's been ordered that all the officers of the Guardianship Corps who are here to celebrate the ceremony leave tomorrow morning at 9: 00 a.m. and go back to the battalion together. ”