Crossing through time 04, I blew up the American aircraft carrier.

Alim stumbled in and was stunned when he saw the corpse on the ground.

When he saw Maisul's head, his face darkened, and he raised his foot.

Bang! Whoosh!

Maisul's head flew off!

"You damned traitor!"

One step, two steps, three steps...

Pfft!

Alim knelt before the marble coffin, weeping bitterly, his voice choked with sobs.

"Great mentor, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault..."

"Alim, the matter has been investigated and cleared up. You did not betray my brother. From now on..."

Abdul-Housse is tolerant!

After the Houthis armed themselves, their organization included many people who had previously been their enemies.

He can unite people from the North Yemeni government, the South Yemeni government, regardless of their tribe or faith!

Now, of course he wouldn't hold a grudge against Alim. In fact, he was quite glad that he hadn't let anger cloud his judgment. If he had killed Alim back then, all the clues would have been cut off!

Before Abdul-Housse could finish speaking, he felt a flash of light before his eyes, as if a blade had been drawn past!

"No!"

Abdul-Housse shouted, and without thinking, reached out to grab Alim's chest.

tick, tick...

Time seemed to stand still. Blood dripped from Abdul-Housse's hand, which still gripped the dagger aimed at his heart.

"Alim, what are you doing! Wouldn't it be better to dedicate our lives to a greater cause?"

Alim wanted to commit suicide in front of his mentor's coffin to atone for his sins!

At this moment, seeing that Abdul-Housse was actually grabbing his dagger with his hand to hinder his actions, he raised his head and looked at Abdul-Housse with tearful eyes.

"Alright, then spare my life! From now on, my tribe's warriors and I will be suicide squad members. Assign us any missions that are certain to end in death! Let us write our loyalty with our lives and blood!"

Qin Yuan, who was watching this scene from the side, also had mixed feelings.

To accomplish great things, one must have a qualified leader, and Abdul-Housse meets this requirement!

This guy is so good at winning people over!

Qin Yuan wanted to remind Abdul-Houthi that the lists Daniel wrote before his death might not be accurate and could even be a ploy to sow discord among them. But now it seemed he didn't need to worry about it! Abdul-Houthi was like a fox; he certainly wouldn't take that list seriously.

They might even be able to call the people on the list in and burn the list in public to show their trust in them.

Stop worrying about these things and hurry up and build the gas cylinder cannon!

Qin Yuan turned and walked outside.

Abdul-Housse shook his head.

"No need. We Houthis need brave warriors, but we will never be like those lunatics from three years ago. We have principles... By the way, Hassan is going to build gas cylinder cannons next. You should go with them. Hassan, Hassan, wait a minute!"

Qin Yuan stopped and turned to look at the people inside.

He was met with Alim's questioning gaze.

"A gas cylinder cannon? A gas cylinder can fly?"

"That's right!"

"This... requires modern military technology, right? We don't have a single military factory in the entire Yemen..."

"No need for that. If we can make water pipes fly, we can make gas cylinders fly too!"

Maz Town was originally a warehouse for manufacturing steel pipe rockets.

"Through our efforts, we have collected a large quantity of sugar, fertilizer, and steel pipes, but the steel pipes we found were rather thick..."

Last time, they were tasked with luring the Amar Guards into a ravine and wiping them out without leaving a single one alive. After returning, with nothing else to do, they started looking for materials to continue making rockets.

only……

Since they couldn't find the thin water pipes they had before, they went north and dismantled some oil pipelines from the desert!

There are two types of pipes: the thinner one is an 8-inch pipe with an outer diameter of about 200 millimeters, and the thicker one is a 14-inch pipe with an outer diameter of about 350 millimeters!

If these tubes were used to make steel-tube rockets... they would probably be too big and unusable for the time being. After all, if they were large and had a long range, their accuracy would not meet the requirements!

Looking at these pipes, Qin Yuan was extremely excited: the thin ones were perfect for making the outer shell of the propulsion device, and the thick ones were perfect for making the cannon barrel!

"Great, great, that's wonderful, Kamal, you're a lifesaver!"

A light drizzle began to fall from the sky, and inside the warehouse, countless people were busy at work.

"The first step in launching the gas cylinder is installing a propulsion system!"

Qin Yuan continued enthusiastically: "This eight-inch pipe is perfect! Cut it into sections about one meter long, weld them to the bottom of the gas cylinder, Kamal, make the propulsion column according to this size!"

"clear!"

Everyone's already quite adept at using a mixture of sugar and potassium nitrate as rocket propellant!

Qin Yuan provided the dimensions, and a group of people got to work.

Alim and the others stared wide-eyed at Qin Yuan's actions.

"To make the flight more stable, six to eight wings need to be welded to the rear, and a ring the size of a gas cylinder also needs to be welded around the outside of the wings!"

"Hassan, why is that?" Kamal asked curiously.

Hassan rockets don't need a ring, because they can be launched simply by placing them on a rack!

A gas cylinder can't be used; it has to be inserted into a pipe!

If the wing doesn't have a ring around its outside, it will scrape against the pipe!

The second step after launching the gas cylinder is to manufacture a suitable cannon barrel!

"Of course, it's to make it easier to fit into that pipe!" Qin Yuan pointed to the 14-inch pipe and continued to direct: "The gas cylinder cannon, that's it! Cut it into two-meter lengths!"

It's called a cannon, but it's actually closer to a rocket launcher. The firing tube acts as a direction finder and doesn't need to be pressurized. It just needs to give the gas cylinder an initial velocity and direction!

"Okay, leave it to us!" Kamal nodded, and another group of people went off to get to work!

"The third step in launching the gas cylinders: modifying the warhead!"

Qin Yuan continued to give instructions.

The base of the gas cylinder doesn't need to be touched, but the protective cover, valves, and everything else on top must be completely removed!

The exposed valve base at the top can be connected to a funnel to pour in a mixture of sugar and ammonium nitrate, followed by some iron nails and iron filings...

The top has a reserved space for a fuse, or a simple impact fuse made from a bullet!

After three steps, the gas cylinder cannon was successfully modified!

The sky-blue gas cylinder has a specially made fuse valve welded on top, and a steel pipe and tail fin welded on the bottom. This thing is very bulky and has to be carried around.

The cannon barrel was also cut out, and after some testing, it fit perfectly!

Alim and his men, who were planning to atone for their crimes, stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

This gas cylinder can actually fly!

"Okay, everyone, did you all see it clearly?"

"Okay, I understand! Hassan, go and rest. Leave the rest of the task to us!" Kamal said, beaming.

"Give us the most dangerous work!" Alim volunteered.

Qin Yuan was indeed tired. He handed over the work to everyone and went to a house not far away. He lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep.

In his sleep, he seemed to be fully armed and patrolling the Z-20 in a majestic manner.

Suddenly, the helicopter shook, and he fell out again!

"what……"

With a loud shout, Qin Yuan woke up!

Looking around, the walls were yellowish-brown, and sunlight streamed through narrow windows. Was it...dawn?

If I don't go back, I have to keep working here!

Qin Yuan rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room. When he arrived at the warehouse, his eyelids began to twitch.

More than thirty gas cylinder shells have been welded together, and a group of brave men are filling them, cigarettes dangling from their mouths and funnels in their hands...

"Stop! Stop, all of you! Damn it, don't you even know how to perform safety procedures? It's dangerous, extremely dangerous!"