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Chapter 1131 The third sage study

He thought of it and took action. After leaving the Third Frontier City, Roland immediately went to the ammunition factory.

Although Anna is not at Wudong at this moment, if his vision is correct, this part of the transformation can be accomplished by the existing technology alone.

Or, only in this way can it have the value of mass production.

Surrounded by the guards, the unprepared workers immediately fell to their knees, and the scene was filled with surprise and excitement. Looking at everyone's fanatical eyes, Roland realized that his behavior might be a little impulsive, but since he had already arrived, he had to make the mistake and turn the test trip into a journey of condolences and inspection.

After finally letting the high-spirited workers return to their posts, he immediately ordered the person in charge, "Call the most skilled foreman in the factory, I have something to try."

"Yes, your Majesty!"

The principle of tracer bullets is not complicated. Simply put, it is to hollow out the solid bullet and fill it with luminescent agent, combustion aid and delayed gunpowder, and then seal it with a tail tube and aluminum foil. When the bullet is fired, the emitter gas will break through the foil and ignite the delayed gunpowder until the luminescent agent is burned, and finally form a bright tail.

For later generations with complete chemical industries, this is just a problem of adding one more production line, but it is obvious that it is a headache to replace Wu Dongcheng, which has extremely unbalanced industrial projects. The luminescent agent is generally a mixture of strontium nitrate, magnesium-aluminum powder and barium peroxide, which means that if you want to produce tracer bullets on a large scale, you must first conquer the industrial production line of these compounds. And Roland naturally knows what level the chemical industry in his own territory is at? Until now, the Ministry of Chemical Industry dares not say that it will definitely meet the supply of machine gun ammunition in the First Army, let alone other things.

The person in charge soon found a craftsman. What was unexpected to him was that the other party was not a gray-haired and trembling old man, but a young and middle-aged man in his twenties. He knelt on one knee excitedly and saluted like a knight, "Your Majesty, what can I do for you?"

Roland immediately reacted, yes, Wudongcheng has entered the era of mechanical production, and the younger generation with stronger learning ability is becoming the main force of the wave of industrialization. This is also a scene that is difficult to see in handicraft workshops. The speed of technological progress exceeds the advantages brought by age. In the face of brand new production tools, past experience is no longer applicable.

Now that I think about it, most of the busy people in the factory are around 20 or 30 years old. Thinking that they have already held important positions in key positions, the future of Grayburg is really worth looking forward to.

Roland nodded with satisfaction, "I want to add something new to the bullet, just do what I said."

His idea is very simple. Since the "stone tablet" will emit dazzling light when it is deformed violently, the same tracer effect may be achieved with the help of the impact of gunpowder gas.

Its specific principle is similar to that of a stamper that is gradually tightened inside the bullet, and a thin layer of stone tablets is filled with the bottom. When the bullet is fired, the expanded gas will directly squeeze the slices into the mouth of the hoist. Due to the existence of the intermediate bayonet, even after the bullet is out of the bore, the slices cannot be restored to their original state, which is equivalent to being in a shrinking state, thus constantly emitting light until the electric potential is exhausted.

After explaining a few words, he fully understood his intentions for Convenience and agreed.

Just one day later, a verification report was delivered to Roland's desk.

The result proved that this method was indeed feasible. After many attempts, the twenty bullets that had been successfully transformed could see obvious flashes, and the barrage left a clear and identifiable light mark in front of everyone.

He couldn't help but be very excited!

Night battles where there is no shooting down point have always been a major weakness of the First Army's fortification tactics. Even if using flares, it is still extremely difficult to achieve the daytime shooting level under dim light conditions. In addition, if the machine gun is brought onto the plane, this problem will only be more prominent, even if it is a cloudless sunny day, the pilot may not know where he has hit the bullet. If such a simple method can be used to achieve the indication effect, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to the upcoming battle of divine will.

Moreover, due to the continuous consumption of luminescent agents, the weight and center of gravity will change, which will eventually lead to a deviation in the trajectory. Therefore, at the beginning of its release, there was also the saying that "if the tracer bomb hits, it means that other bullets were not hit." Using the unused "stone tablet" fragments as indicator lights, the performance is better than the traditional method. As long as the bullet body is slightly longer, the flight characteristics of the new tracer bomb can be almost the same as the bullet.

The only question is how many "stone tablets" are available in the extreme southern border.

...

A week later, two discoverers of desert ruins arrived at the Shoal Harbour.

In the living room, Roland re-inquired about the wonders they had discovered under the water cave.

The two of them also had a roughly consistent with the content in the report. Before they encountered the iron-armored giant scorpion, their exploration distance was only a few hundred meters, and they knew nothing about what was behind the so-called "stone wall".

In other words, the "stele" they see is likely to be just a small part of it.

After all, according to murals, there should be a large number of remains that can cause blood to gather into rivers.

In addition, there is a description of Shamin Simbadi who cares very much about it, that is, the environment in the cave is like the Oasis of Yinchuan, and even the rumored extinction of the God Messenger Flower appeared.

If the vast grassland that once was really degenerated into a desert due to the departure of the Three Gods Messenger, then the underground of the endless cape should be no exception.

Perhaps it is because the rumors themselves have deviations, or there are other mysteries hidden there.

He could not wait to dig open the desert and take a look.

After asking about the situation, Roland left the Fjord people alone.

"Your diving outfit is interesting, and the remains you find are enough to remember history," he took a sip of tea slowly. "To be honest, I was surprised to see that you can use the steam engine in new inventions. You know, it is difficult for most people to buy it and use it. Without the guidance of technicians sent by the factory, they can only stand aside and be stunned, let alone make a transformation. With this ability alone, half of your foot has already stepped on the podium of the lifelong honor explorer."

"More, thank you for your praise," Rex said excitedly, "It took me half a year to figure out the principle of controlling it. If you need it, I can give you diving outfits first, and the price is no problem at all."

"No, you misunderstood. I don't need your diving outfit," Roland smiled slightly. "In fact, as long as I want, I can make a better job."

Rex blinked, as if he didn't expect to get such a reply. He grinned awkwardly, as if he wanted to squeeze out a smile, "Your Majesty..."

Roland interrupted him directly, "You may think I'm boasting, but that doesn't matter. What I really want is the strange thing."

The other party couldn't help but be stunned, "I... don't understand what you mean..."

"I know what you want to prove, and I can help achieve this." Roland said bluntly, "There are two kinds of sages in the world: stargazing and alchemy aside. I don't think that what you do is essentially different from alchemy. They create new things for mankind. So why can't you regard strange things as the third sage and establish an industry association that contrasts with them?"

Rex's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he suddenly realized the meaning of this sentence. If someone else said this, he would only think it was nonsense or even ridicule. Compared with the famous Alchemist Association and Stargazing Society, strange things would not be worth mentioning at all. But the King of Gray Castle is different. With his fame and momentum, this is not impossible.

He swallowed, feeling his throat hoarse, "What... the price?"

Since the other party intends to help the strange thing to correct its name, it is impossible for it to be without a plan.

“All of this.”

"What……?"

"Ahem, no, I mean, you will serve me." Roland cleared his throat, "moved to Wu Winter City and became a part of Gray Castle. All the research results belong to me, including the right to sell and use. And you will receive honors and wealth, and a more ideal research environment."

"I..." Rex didn't know how to answer for a moment. Although the things they created were contempt and criticized, they were at least like their own children. If they were given to others like this, most of the people in the Weiwu Club would not be willing to agree.

"I know this needs serious consideration. You should go back to the rest place first and think about it." Roland stood up and pushed a book beside him, "Just reply to me in three days."

"Your Majesty, this is..." Rex asked in confusion.
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