"This, this level..." The master who came next to him didn't dare to speak. As soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he would know if it was there. Just looking at the speed at which he dismantled the gun, it was not something ordinary people could do. It seemed that he really had a real skill.

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Zhao Hu picked up the vernier caliper and measured several hand-made parts one by one. His thumb flipped flexibly, and the caliper seemed to be alive in his hand. This made Lao Zhang and others tremble with fear.

, these are the only three calipers among the tools. There are no such exquisite tools in Shanghai now. If they break, Xi'an will not even buy them!

After a while, Zhao Hu took a note and wrote down some data: "Here, the shell is thickened by five threads. Here, the support spring is weak and needs to be reheated and tempered. There is nothing wrong with anything else."

"Um, heating? Tempering? This is a bit deep, can you explain it in detail?" Lao Zhang may have also become a monk halfway, so he can only copy the gourd. It would be a bit difficult for him to study this heat treatment process again.

"This tempering is generally not used alone. The structure obtained by high-temperature tempering is called tempered sorbite, while low-temperature and medium-temperature tempering produce martensite and troostite respectively..."

‘Let’s talk about quenching, which is divided into single liquid, double liquid, graded, isothermal, partial quenching, etc...'

All the people in the ward opened their mouths. They could understand everything this guy said, but what was he talking about? Steel is also divided into bisubaltern, low carbon alloy, medium carbon structure, high carbon steel, etc.

Wait, why can’t you understand any of them?

Zhao Hu's ability to talk was once again reflected. For a long time, no one talked to him awkwardly, and he was speechless. He never stopped talking: "Besides, annealing can be divided into complete annealing, isothermal annealing, and ball annealing."

Chemical annealing, etc., must be processed separately according to the different requirements of the material..."

I was confused, completely confused. Everyone didn’t know what to say about this Xiao Zhao. I felt that his knowledge was really a bit advanced, but he was a bit right. Oh, no, it was a bit too advanced. I really couldn’t understand it at the moment.

"Well, Master Xiao Zhao, you see, we really can't understand the knowledge you explained for a while. Can you briefly explain the tempering temperature of this spring? I will discuss it with the chief later and ask for it from Kangda University.

Classroom, can you explain it to us slowly?"

Well, this time Lao Zhang directly called out Master Xiao Zhao, but his heart was filled with joy. Talents are really talents. Just one steel processing method can tell a lot. Such people are everywhere.

It's a treasure. Some people say that a good military engineer is worth a division. It seems that this is true.

Zhao Hu opened his mouth a few times, feeling very unsatisfied. Now he found that Lao Zhang and the others were a little pressed for time, so he had to talk about the important things.

"This is tempering. The low temperature is m, one hundred and fifty to two hundred and fifty degrees. It is used to make measuring tools, cutting tools and bearings. The medium temperature is three hundred to five hundred degrees, and it is t. It is used to make springs, forging dies, etc.

, the high temperature is 500 to 650 degrees, making gears, crankshafts, etc., oh, don’t leave, my gun hasn’t been loaded yet, why have the plates been taken away..."

Seeing a few military workers escaping, Zhao Hu felt a little dissatisfied. Looking back, he saw that all the wounded were still there. Even Sister Lu's eyes shone: "Xiaohu, you, where did you learn that?"

With these profound knowledge, can you make a gun?"

"Build a gun? Little Keith, as long as you can name it, I can make it. By the way, you saved me last time before I had a chance to thank you. Here is a captured small gun, which I will give to Lu

Sister, I just don’t have many bullets, so you can hold it for now, and I’ll give it to you later when I make a better gun.”

Doctor Lu was dumbfounded when he saw the small gun Zhao Hu took out from under the pillow: "This is an American small pistol, right? You can't say that it's such a good gun? Even the chief minister doesn't have one, so you just give it up."

Did you give it to me?"

There is no soldier who does not like guns. Sometimes, when a good gun is seized on the battlefield, it is seen by the superior correspondent’s poisonous eyes before it is warmed, and has to hand it over ruthlessly, but in my heart, it is ten thousand reluctances.

ah!

Now, all the wounded in the ward are swallowing their saliva. Isn’t this a good gun? Can you make another good gun and let me see? If you can’t make it, I’ll slap you in the face!

Sister Lu left happily. When Zhao Hu saw the looks around him, he felt that he had offended the public, so he spread his hands and said, "This is just one. When I am healed, I will make one for each of you."

The effect is absolutely amazing!”

"This is what you said. If you break your promise, let's see if we don't pester you to death!"

"You guys don't mind it. I'm not a beautiful woman. Forget it, I'll ignore you. It's time to go to bed."

In the middle of the night, Zhao Hu suddenly opened his eyes and found that all the wounded soldiers around him had fallen asleep, but there were also many people who had high fevers and kept talking in a coma, and some even yelled to be killed. In the wounded soldiers camp, there were never any

There was a moment of silence.

He got out of bed quietly, not daring to make much noise. He had cotton wool in his left hand and a syringe in his right hand. He injected a little test agent into every wounded soldier with fever. He threw the used cotton wool directly into the warehouse without leaving anything behind.

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After a period of busy work, I turned around for more than fifteen minutes. I knelt beside the bed and checked with a small flashlight. I found that there was no redness or swelling, so I directly injected an injection into the injured person. When the injured person was in a coma, he thought that the night nurse had given him the injection.

, he didn’t cry out even though he was in pain.

Dragging my injured leg, I was busy all the way down, and my forehead was sweating. It was mainly because I was nervous. I was afraid that someone would find out that I was giving injections in the middle of the night. Fortunately, after all the injured people had been injected, no one noticed. I lay down on the bed with relief, feeling in my heart.

I was even more excited, thinking about whether I would find some other way to treat other wounded soldiers tomorrow.

At dawn, several nurses were shouting in the ward, and one quickly ran to Dr. Lu to announce the news loudly: "Doctor Lu, all the patients with burns..."

Dr. Lu was so shocked that he didn't even notice that the notebook in his hand fell to the ground. He grabbed the nurse's arm, but his eye frames were already red: "What's wrong with the wounded, isn't it?"

"No, all those who suffered burns have recovered from their fevers!"

"What? Are you telling the truth? Come on, let's go take a look!"

Dr. Lu ran into the ward like a wind, only to find that there was a lot of laughter and laughter inside, and several seriously injured patients who had no hope were chatting and laughing with Xiaohu: "I said Xiao Zhao, we really admire your earthwork skills, we didn't say anything

, I owe you a life!"

There was a pile of grass in front of Xiao Zhao, who was mashing it methodically with a medicine bowl, and he said very modestly: "I also studied with an old man. I heard that dandelions can heal injuries, so I gave it a try!"

"Xiao Zhao, did you cure the patient with the burn?" Doctor Lu rushed to Zhao Hu and asked, grabbing the dandelion he asked the nurse to pick early in the morning and asked: "Is it cured with this medicine?

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"Um, um, Sister Lu, I also seek medical treatment randomly for illnesses. I heard an old doctor say that this stuff has therapeutic effects, so I gave it a try!"

Without saying a word, Dr. Lu snatched the work from Zhao Hu's hands: "You take a rest and let me do these things. Once the medicine is ready, you can do whatever you want!"

The nurses and soldiers nearby also stepped forward to help. They sorted the herbs that Zhao Hu asked them to collect, washed them and pounded them into juices. Then they found filter cloths and filtered them out one by one. Finally, they placed small bowls filled with medicinal juices on the

in front of him.

Zhao Hu was a little embarrassed: "This is not worthy of being here. Sister Lu, can you help me find an empty room..."

Sister Lu understood and nodded lightly. In this era, every ancestral secret recipe could not be revealed easily. She quickly ordered several nurses to deliver these medicines to an empty room, and asked people to help Zhao Hu go in, and also

He specially closed the door and stood guard at the door himself.

Zhao Hu gave a bitter smile. It's not that it can't be seen by others, but the effect of these herbs is not very effective at all. Besides, how can hundreds of wounded soldiers be cured with just this little medicine?

But he just wanted to use it as a cover-up. These wounded soldiers were all soldiers who had survived hundreds of battles. As long as they survived, they would all be candidates for generals in the future. He took out the medicines in the warehouse and used Liangbai to dissolve them in bowls.

In it, and then add a little bit of concoction as a token, regardless of whether there is any conflict, it is estimated that it will not affect the curative effect.

Throughout the whole day, Zhao Hu stayed in the room to mix the medicine, and asked the nurse to bring bowls of medicine to each patient to drink. He also specifically warned not to spill it. Really, if these medicines are used according to the regulations in this era,
Chapter completed!