Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

After listening to what Li Yunlong and his guerrilla comrades said, Yu Ye almost laughed out loud: "Captain, what did you promise me just now? I have the final say on raw materials.

Move! All of these fertilizer powders must be brought back to me without leaving a single pack!"

"Okay, then I'll listen to you." Li Yunlong immediately made the arrangements.

Yu Ye said something else that made no sense: "Fortunately, the two shells didn't fall into this warehouse, otherwise, with just a few bags of fertilizer powder, I think this blockhouse would be completely destroyed."

Yu Ye turned around and said to his guerrilla comrades: "Go back and prepare with your guerrilla comrades, you should be able to receive orders soon.

This time, the Japanese invaders’ Feitian powder in several nearby counties is expected to be sold out.

Those local tyrants and evil gentry who failed to meet their sales targets probably have us to thank!

However, you have to be careful. The purchase of fertilizer powder must be done quietly so as not to let the Japanese know.

After all, we have to do long-term business with the devils."

There was another half sentence that Yu Ye kept in his heart, well, do a long-term business of sending them to heaven.

Li Yunlong and his guerrilla comrade were full of question marks. This was nonsense. What was Mr. Yu going to do?

By the time Li Yunlong and Yu Ye finished cleaning up the battlefield and returned to Yangcun, it was already six or seven in the morning.

When the soldiers who had finished their morning exercises saw that Yu Ye had really taken down the Japanese artillery tower without any harm, they were instantly excited. The soldiers who had watched the battle last night told everyone in vivid detail how the Japanese artillery tower was blown into pieces by Yu Ye's two artillery shots.

In less than half a day, everyone looked at Yu Ye with awe.

This is a scholar who cannot be underestimated!

When Yu Ye had a good sleep and asked a few of his comrades to pile the fertilizer powder in front of the quartermaster's door, the quartermaster did not react for a while.

"Yu Ye, what are you doing? I'm in charge of military supplies, not farming. Why do you put so much fertilizer powder here with me?" Lao Fang from the Quartermaster Department was a little confused.

Yu Ye sat on the sack of Feitian powder, looked at Lao Fang with a smile and said, "Lao Fang, didn't I get some Zhou's explosives from you? Now I'm returning it to you."

"Ah ha? That's it? You're just going to give me back this Feitian powder?"

"Of course not. One pound for one pound. You make a lot of money."

"Come on, your business is too shady, even shadier than that of the landlords. What's the difference between you and exchanging a bag of dirt for a bag of gold from me?" Lao Fang felt helpless.

"Lao Fang, don't be ungrateful. This stuff is comparable to TNT. It's much stronger than your crappy Zhou's explosives." Yu Ye didn't get angry with him. He sat on the bag of Feitian powder and chatted with Lao Fang.

"Is it true?" Lao Fang was still skeptical.

If it was Yu Ye from two days ago who said this to him, Lao Fang would definitely think that Yu Ye was making fun of him. But today it was Yu Ye who used two cast iron pipes and two shots to blow down the Japanese artillery tower, so Lao Fang would definitely have to think twice about what he said.

Things shouldn't be that simple.

"It must be true! It couldn't be more true!"

"Lao Fang, if you can get some big water tanks or porcelain jars from the landlords, I will come to the scene to perform for you." Yu Ye patted Fei Tianfen's butt and said.

Lao Fang was skeptical, but he still went to find some jars for Yu Ye to use.

Yu Ye cut open the sack of fertilizer powder, and the white fertilizer powder immediately spilled out, with a pungent smell.

For Yu Ye, who studied organic chemistry and chemical engineering, this smell is all too familiar.

This smell is particularly strong in old-fashioned dry toilets in the summer and is quite intoxicating.

It's the smell of ammonia.

Without professional rubber gloves for experiments, Yu Ye could only pinch his nose and do the work.

The fertilizer powder produced by the Japanese was not technologically advanced, and contained a lot of impurities and other messy things. Some of it was slightly yellow and there were quite a few lumps.

Yu Ye complained while operating, saying that the Japanese's craftsmanship is still not good enough.

However, Yu Ye felt a little sad when he thought that even the Japanese's crude industry was much stronger than China's at that time.

After some tinkering, the fertilizer powder was taken out and went through a series of processes such as dissolution, filtering, crystallization and heating, and finally formed some light yellow sticky substance at the bottom of the pottery jar.

(As a chemistry student who has studied organic chemistry, the author is relatively familiar with these, so I will not describe the process.

Don't mess around. All fertilizers sold on the market now basically have various inert agents added. If you can't make it, don't waste your time.)

After reporting to the regiment headquarters with Lao Fang and several soldiers, they ran to the back mountain more than ten miles away from the village, dug a hole and buried the pottery jar on the ground. Yu Ye lit the fuse and led everyone out of the safe area.

boom!

There was a deafening explosion.

With the help of the detonator, the yellow substance which was only two centimeters thick at the bottom of the pottery jar exploded with the most violent force.

Mud was thrown all over the sky, and a lot of it even fell on the heads of Yu Ye and others.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Yu Ye brought Lao Fang and a few others to the place where they had just buried the pottery jar. They all gasped in surprise.

This thing is too powerful.

"Although this thing's power per unit mass is a little weaker than TNT, it can still be used. At least it's much better than the things you used before." Yu Ye said calmly as he looked at the huge pit in front of him that was more than one meter deep.

In fact, he was a little disappointed with the effect, probably because the equipment was too simple.

During the time he was working, 2750 tons of chemicals exploded violently at the port of Beirut, with a power equivalent to that of a small nuclear bomb.

Lao Fang and the others looked at Yu Ye, and they all had a question in their minds: Is this power still not that strong?

They really couldn't understand how this young, pale-faced scholar could utter such cruel words.

Lao Fang recalled again that just now when Yu Ye was carrying more than a thousand kilograms of fertilizer powder and sitting at the door of his quartermaster's office, Yu Ye was sitting on the bag of fertilizer powder and talking to him with a smile. It was just like a dream.

If I were sitting on the pile of explosives, I would never be able to have such a calm mind as Yu Ye, and he would not even be able to joke with me.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Lao Fang's forehead again, and when he turned around to look at Yu Ye, his eyes were different.

What kind of devil lives in the heart of this pale-faced scholar?