freenovelworld Chapter 593 The explosion radius is too large? It doesn't matter, as long as the position is in
Chapter 593 The explosion radius is too large? It doesn't matter, as long as the position is in
"Attention!"
"Attention!"
"Attention!"
"I'll say it three times! This thermobaric weapon wasn't developed for individual combat!"
Just as Mulan was struggling to catch up with the cruise ship that was slowly leaving the port with her two arms, Jiang Xia was also patiently explaining things to a group of soldiers.
"Look! Let's derive it using the gas expansion formula and the environmental conditions required for aerosols, through dimensional analysis..."
R = k(p/E)^1/3 * t^2/3
R is the fuel spill radius;
E is the explosive energy.
p is the air density;
t is time;
"Therefore, we can conclude that the minimum yield required to meet the detonation conditions of a thermobaric bomb is 2 tons of TNT!"
Speaking of yield, Jiang Xia felt somewhat ashamed: "Well, it's still a bit low. The entire projectile weighs almost 800 kilograms. The explosive yield is barely 2 tons of TNT."
You have to understand that the FOAB that the Russians developed later weighed seven tons, but the explosive yield of other countries was as high as 44 tons of TNT. It's incomparable!
I really have no idea what they put in there. Well, I can only hope that Professor Guo will come up with a higher-level energetic material.
"So, its blast radius is a full three kilometers! But due to my poor knowledge of detonation and the limitations of the detonating wire, it can only detonate at a maximum distance of one kilometer!"
"Once the detonation button is lit, it's hard to say whether it will hit the enemy, but you'll most likely be 'taken care of' by the explosion!"
Jiang Xia made an explosion gesture with his hands: "Isn't this just 'killing a thousand enemies while losing twelve thousand of your own'?"
"How about we postpone it a bit? I'll submit the production data, and I'm confident that our military experts can resolve this issue."
After Jiang Xia finished speaking, he looked sincerely at the garrison commander and his men who had gathered around him, hoping he would make a few thermobaric bombs and then take them away.
That's true. Jiangxia's initial idea for this thing was to drop it from bombers, and the main purpose was to deal with Big Brother's armored torrent. He never thought of making it into a single-unit form.
Although I know that this thing could be developed to the point where it can be launched with a rocket launcher, there's nothing I can do about it. Explosives isn't something you can make up for with a lack of knowledge.
If things go wrong, it won't just be a matter of going deaf; you could lose your life. The timid and fearful Little Ao Mao doesn't intend to delve deeper into this area; creating truly useful mechanical devices is what he excels at, isn't it?
However, upon hearing Jiang Xia describe the blast radius of the thermobaric bomb, the regimental commander became so excited that he started shaking.
"You mean the blast radius of this thermobaric bomb is that large? Three...three kilometers!"
"Yes! But the detonation distance is only one kilometer! Because our current detonator is limited by communication channels, it will cause channel blockage beyond one kilometer. Then the detonation signal will have an error with the quartz timer inside the thermobaric bomb, and thus..."
Since Jiang Xia couldn't understand the explanation, he simply started writing the formula on the snow.
Rcloud=a?Q^b?t^c
Well, this formula is nothing special; it's just Gaussian fitting. Later, a militia company under a certain meteorological bureau even used it to calculate models of cloud and fog radius changes.
Unexpectedly, just as he was halfway through writing, the group leader's big foot stepped on him without any hesitation.
"Little Jiang, stop with the fancy stuff," the battalion commander said, rubbing his hands together, his breath steaming with excitement. "We may not understand it, but we know this stuff is powerful! How about a couple? In exchange, we'll make this reservoir a whole size bigger than it is now!"
"Hey! You didn't understand!" Jiang Xia exclaimed in astonishment, "The person who detonated it can't escape! After the secondary detonation, the explosion speed of the thermobaric bomb is measured in milliseconds! Even if you're driving..."
"We don't need to run!" The regimental commander suddenly ripped open his overcoat, revealing his gleaming medals underneath. "We are a nail! We will hold our ground firmly! Three kilometers! Even if we fight to the last man and blow it up, the resulting window of opportunity will be enough for our brother units to take over the defense!"
He suddenly turned to the soldiers behind him, his eyes shining like torches in the snow: "Comrades! What is the tradition of our unit!"
"Only blow the bugle call! Never retreat!" The sound struck the snow, startling the snowflakes into flying petals.
"Xiao Jiang is so kind. He's worried that we won't be able to get out of the blast radius of this precious bomb in time. Aren't you scared?!"
"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"
The soldiers who gathered around burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! By then, I'll probably be dead, so what's there to be afraid of!"
"Good riddance! Everyone says it's a 1-for-3 trade, a win-win situation. If I detonate it last, wouldn't that be a 1-for-3,000 trade? That's fucking worth it!"
A lean soldier stepped forward from the crowd. "Commander! I request to be the detonator for this bomb! I'll hide myself well, and after you're all dead, I'll detonate it when the enemy occupies the position! It'll definitely give the enemy a good bang!"
Oh my god, you jinx!
Jiangxia was waiting for the soldiers to give this young man a "pole man" routine (have you ever played that? Lift someone up, aim at a tree or utility pole, and smash them!).
Unexpectedly, the young man was met with pats on the shoulder and pats on the head from a group of veteran soldiers.
The instructor sat down next to Jiang Xia.
"Our soldiers are all excellent! There are no better soldiers than ours!"
The instructor smiled as he watched the young soldier who had said he would detonate the bomb last being surrounded by the veterans, enjoying their warm hospitality.
"That soldier, his surname is Wu! He has an older brother, you should know him!"
Jiang Xia searched his mind quickly for heroes with the surname Wu, but he couldn't find a suitable one.
"Also, Xiao Jiang. You know we're going to the border for a troop rotation. With your rank, you should know what's been happening at the border lately! Your bulletproof vest arrived just in time, but they've taken advantage of the terrain and timing there."
"According to the instructions from our superiors, our main task this time is to set up some outposts in the western section and move some outposts forward to restore normal patrols near the mountain pass."
"We're afraid! Not of glory, but of them breaking into our homes!"
"It's going to be tough! It's really tough! Just thinking about the support they've received from both the Bald Eagle and the Alliance makes our hearts race!"
The instructor stared straight ahead, but his eyes were unfocused.
Jiang Xia fell silent for a moment. Tsk, should he tell them that the fight forced the other side to move overnight? He doubted the instructor would believe that.
It's mainly because those Indians are too boastful, constantly bragging internationally about their military being the third strongest in the world. Tsk, don't they know that "third" is a curse?
When it was time for war to break out, our side gathered a group of big shots for a meeting and assembled a command team that could be described as luxurious.
That's enough, that's enough, I won't say any more.
Jiang Xia thought about it and figured that there probably wouldn't be a chance for thermobaric weapons to be used in this battle. Having one, though, would be great for giving the soldiers some peace of mind.
Then he nodded.
"Then install it! However, this batch of fuel for the thermobaric bombs will reach its expiration date in a year. If it's not installed, remember to dispose of it according to the procedure!"
Once you've assembled a thermobaric bomb the first time, the subsequent attempts won't be too difficult. Especially after obtaining the detailed parameters from the first attempt, it becomes a piece of cake.
Jiang Xia quickly assembled the three thermobaric bombs, and even had the spare capacity to reinforce some of the connecting wires with epoxy resin.
"Alright! Done!"
Jiang Xia clapped his hands, looking at the three contraptions made of stainless steel pressure bottles in front of him and nodding in satisfaction. He then took out a quartz resonator and handed it to the instructor.
"Make sure to put this thing in during the final assembly; it's like the primer of a bullet. Without it, this pile of stuff won't explode!"
The battalion commander stared at the several stainless steel pressure bottles in front of him, feeling that they were completely different from the bombs he had imagined. However, since they were made by Xiao Jiang, he decided to believe them for now.
Seeing the commander's puzzled look, Jiang Xia didn't want to explain:
Hmph! Should I say that if you take the "young lady" apart, she's still a bomb?
Yes, that's absolutely right. The structure of the inner sphere of the young lady, if you didn't read the instructions, you could easily mistake it for a ball of yarn, with all sorts of cables tangled up, it really does look like one!
"Hey, Jiang! Can we make a wooden shell to put all these things in?"
"Oh, whatever! Just make sure the fuel is sprayed into the air during the first detonation!"
"Hey! Little Jiang, how about we make this kind of shell?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Xia looked at the model, about the size of a child's arm, that the regimental commander was holding up. "Isn't this a missile model? Where did you get it? It's quite nice!"
"Hey hey hey..."
The commander grinned, about to say something, when a thick leg attacked him from behind.
"What the hell are you talking about! You bastard, you've been taking my treasure as your own, haven't you! You big-eyed, thick-browed guy, you think you're some kind of good person!"
"I asked you to introduce me to Engineer Jiang, and you bring out my precious treasure to show off! And you made me wait for ages! Bah!"
A burly man snatched the missile model from the hands of the regimental commander, who was crawling on the snow in a "buttocks-forward, wild geese landing on the sand" posture.
When he looked at Jiang Xia, the anger on his face instantly vanished into a fawning smile:
"Hehehe...Little Jiang!"
His fawning manner caused the two soldiers behind him to unconsciously cover their faces and take a few steps back.
"Our battalion commander just cursed someone for 'fucking shit,' how come he's cursing himself like that the next minute..."
"Tsk, the battalion commander said he was acquainted with Jiang Xia! But he came here needing this regimental commander to introduce him?"
The whispers of the two soldiers reached Jiang Xia's ears. Huh?
Sounds so familiar!
Oh! Isn't this the "living father" who's supposed to be the one who deploys the support frame?
The man in front of me must be the missile battalion commander who was tortured by Secretary Liu!
How did they get here?