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Chapter 17, Accidents

The violent lightning flashed and the rumbling thunder sounded. The drizzling autumn rain fell on the ground. The old saying goes, an autumn rain and a cold. Maybe you have to add clothes after tomorrow.

In the room, Yuan Chenming slept soundly on the kang, and turned over from time to time. Sometimes he even stumbled, as if he was enjoying the full meal of Man and Han banquet in his dream.

Drop ~

Drop ~

The slight sound did not wake him up in his sleep.

After one night.

In the early morning, the awakened person came out of the warm quilt, shivered and put on his clothes, facing the bleak reality.

No one wants to, but no one can afford it.

Wang Desheng was still thinking about what happened yesterday, so he came to knock on Yuan Chenming's door: "Have you got up? Today is the final assembly experiment, so get up early."

"I got it, wait for me."

Yuan Chenming sat up and put on his clothes, sat on the kang and woke up. Wang Desheng appeared in front of him without any response, as if the figures reflected in his eyes were all fake.

"Hey, wake up. Why are you not in a hurry at all if you want to do such a big thing today?"

"profound."

Gradually, his eyes returned to his former spirit and he got off the kang quickly.

As for why Wang Desheng appeared in front of him, the door outside was not locked, there was only a broken family, and even the hard wind could not stop it, let alone people.

Today's task is to assemble the equipped black gunpowder into the grenade's bullet body, then the woodworker installs the wooden handle, installs the leads, etc., and assembles the usable grenade.

As he muttered, he came to the corner where black gunpowder was piled up.

“Ahhhh~~”

A scream like a pig slaughtering came from the west wing, attracting all the gazes of the people around him.

A rash soldier clenched his gun and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong with the war? Where did people die?"

The war will not last, but some people are about to die. Yuan Chenming looked at the black gunpowder soaked in his hand, and his face was ashes.

The black gunpowder was useless after soaking in water, and it was useless at all. All the hard work he had been in vain for several days, and he lost his bet with Lao Li.

"Hey, I didn't do anything, I still have to eat a small kitchen, I'm shameless!"

Li Yunlong probably wasn't that mean, but others might be able to tell him wherever he was. Then it would be embarrassing to put his face.

After taking all the medicine bags apart, Wang Desheng checked them and felt a little cold.

All were wet and none of them were spared. The charcoal and the remaining charcoal used to match the black gunpowder did not escape the disaster.

By the way, Yuan Chenming only took a small part of it when he was using black gunpowder yesterday, and there were a lot of materials on his side.

Thinking of this, his mood improved a lot and comforted him: "If these black gunpowder are wet, it doesn't matter. Let's just match it."

"Without sulfur, it cannot be worthy of black gunpowder."

"That's okay. The sulfur is not so difficult. I have someone to search for it. I will definitely get more in two days, enough for you to use."

"But tomorrow is the time for me and the leader to meet." Yuan Chenming thought that he would be embarrassed in front of many people, and was criticized by many people.

He immediately became anxious and stood up and shouted angrily at Wang Desheng: "If you can't produce the finished product, I will lose!! I have never lost anyone like this."

Wang Desheng stood there in a daze. He had never seen Yuan Chenming get such an angry person, and was confused by this inexplicable fire.

The house leaked and the black gunpowder just soaked. No one could have imagined this kind of accident.

Besides, the loss is not very big. As long as the formula of black gunpowder is not forgotten, you can continue to match it at any time.

Is it because I lost my bet and lost my face and made such a big fuss?

He didn't ask because Yuan Chenming had already run away.

"Hey, slow down, be careful to hit people." Chen Li, who had just walked back from outside the yard, was almost hit. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw the soldiers all present, looking at the instructor who was busy silently and wanted to tan the gunpowder.

"Instructor, what happened? Then who... why did he run out?"

"If you don't have your business, go ahead and go." The instructor was not in a good mood. He didn't even know the strange words of some people in the private sector, but he was busy recently and didn't want to pay attention to it.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a suitable job. He called: "Wang Maomao, go find a large piece of oil paper or oil cloth, spread these things out and dry them. When Lao Lu asked, you tell him I'll go to the regiment headquarters."

Watching the instructor leave, Chen Li gritted his teeth and muttered in his heart: "The instructor is just obedient, hum.╭(╯^╰)╮"

When the other soldiers saw that there was no fun, they would part. He went up to inquire with others. As long as there were things related to Yuan Chenming, no matter what is good or bad, he would pay attention to it. If it is bad, it would be even better.

"Wang Maomao, what happened just now? Why did anyone run away? I think it's so angry!" Chen Li all guessed maliciously: "Did you have a quarrel with the instructor?"

Wang Maomao was not so careful. He saw what happened just now standing at the door. Since a comrade who was stirring a spoon in the pot spoke, he told him.

"It was the big show that the thing made was soaked and it couldn't be used. It seemed that he bet with the team leader to use it, but it might not be possible now, because it got angry with the instructor because of this."

Chen Li nodded thoughtfully, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend.

…………………

Is face that important? As for the reason why it makes people angry?

For some people, how much money is worth? The face is as thick as the city wall, and you will be spitting on your face. Or if you slapped the left face and immediately put on your right face, it doesn’t matter.

But for young people, especially those who have not experienced any setbacks, it is more important to regard face as the most important thing.

For Wang Desheng, as long as he can eventually create a suitable grenade, it will be considered a great success.

But for Yuan Chenming, making this gadget was a way for him to prove himself.

When he and Li Yunlong made a bet, the gadget contained more meaning - his face.

A tree lives with a skin, and a person lives with a face.

If you can't take out something that Li Yunlong convinces tomorrow, it will be a failure for him. After a person's face is lost, he will find it back in the future, and it will not be the same one.

He couldn't stand the grievance. This was the reason for his furiousness.

This run was more intense than the morning run in the past, so I ran out of the village directly. Finally, I stopped on the ramp outside the village.

He didn't think that way to leave without saying goodbye.

He just wanted to find a place where no one was, and think about how to look for this face back.

If you can't take out something tomorrow, what will Captain Li laugh at him?

Maybe he won't laugh at him, but he will look at him with that look: Hey, this little white face is indeed unreliable, he can just speak big things.

The leader’s big deal is here, and it won’t take long for the whole group to know. Then he will become a celebrity, but this name is not a good name.

Thinking about how shameful it would be in front of more than a thousand people, Yuan Chenming was determined to find a place to fall head-on and forget about it.

Of course, he is afraid of death. He just thinks about it and will not do that kind of stupid thing at all. If he really is not afraid of death, then his face may not be able to break the bullets.

He is afraid of death and also shameless.

That pitiful self-esteem is a topic of conversation that cannot bear to make a fool of yourself in public and is used by more than a thousand people as a topic of conversation after dinner.
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