Chapter 641: Japanese Cuisine on the Battlefield

Zhou Qingfeng was trying to get rid of the "Georgia" attack nuclear submarine, and his two infantry companies were fighting against Colonel Piano's 3,000 mutants. ΩΩ『

Qin Weidong led a battalion of basically mechanized battalions to charge towards the port. He suddenly made a bloody alley among the mutants blocking the way, and set fire to several freighters parked at the port. These freighters were all storage points for Colonel Piano to search for Baltimore's loot, which completely angered him.

The first battalion and one company were about to retreat, but were blocked by a large number of mutants. The second battalion and one company in charge rushed out extremely fiercely, attacking the mutants' flanks with a desperate attitude. This time the soldiers fought hand-to-hand, and the casualties soared.

Papa Julio drove his big spray gun, staggering through the ruins of the city. Parts of the city center had been nuked and scorched, and now they were fighting in what remained of the buildings.

There are too many mutants, and they are surrounded from all directions. These sturdy fighters are getting braver and braver, and they are not afraid of death at all. They dared to rush out of the bunker with a rocket launcher in their arms, and fired the rocket before being smashed by the machine gun.

This is how these guys change lives. Father Julio has seen several armored vehicles of his own side destroyed in this way, and none of the people in the vehicles can escape.

"Damn bastard, blow that building down for me." At the critical moment, heavy firepower was still needed to clear the obstacles. Papa Julio ordered the gunners to aim at a reinforced concrete building 300 meters ahead.

There were more than a hundred mutants crowded in this dilapidated building, and the 20mm cannon's lethality against them was greatly weakened. And they used rocket launchers and recoilless guns condescendingly to block the road, making it impossible for battalions and companies to escape.

A 152mm grenade flew out with a bang. The grenade with reduced charge reduced the charge, but its power did not decrease at all. Hit a building at a distance of 300 meters and hit the target.

A high-explosive grenade was shot directly through a window, and when it exploded, the entire floor exploded, billowing black smoke. The originally fierce firepower suddenly weakened by half, and Zhang Hong, who was stuck at a street intersection, yelled through the radio, "I will lead, follow me!"

T-62a drove out with a large number of heavy armored vehicles, whizzing past which building. Papa Julio's assault gun followed closely, and he cursed on the radio: "Bastard, you are all gone, who will cover me?"

The 1st Battalion and 1st Company, which was originally full of people, lost almost a quarter of them, but when they joined the 2nd Battalion and 1st Company, they found that the latter, which was far less equipped than theirs, had lost almost half of their personnel. But at this time, they are still more than half way away from returning to the shelter.

"Damn it, I'm going to confess here today." Through the periscope of the armored command vehicle, Qin Weidong could easily see the mutants popping up densely around him. They broke into a city with tens of thousands of mutated humans, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

Everyone felt that a catastrophe was imminent, but at this critical juncture, someone on the battlefield suddenly heard a loud voice shouting: "It's time to eat! Today's food is good!"

Pfft..., is this a tease who came out of that place?

People who can shout so loudly are mutants without thinking about it. But when the fight is in full swing, what does it mean when they say it's time to eat?

Qin Weidong and the others didn't understand, but the mutants didn't think so much. Many people were really jealous. They could hear that there was food but couldn't help but look in the direction of the shouting.

And as time went by, there were more than one shouting voices. Soon there were three or five places where people were inviting mutants to eat, and after a while it even turned into a dozen places.

Did you make a mistake? We are fighting, and someone is calling for dinner! This sudden change even shocked Colonel Piano, because it soon discovered that the combat team under him began to disobey the command, and many people on the radio stopped paying attention to it.

"What's going on here?" Colonel Piano was furious, and he sent his men down to see what was going on.

As a result, even his most trusted direct descendant went without any response. But when he arrived at a place in person, he found more than one hundred mutants eating and drinking on the spot.

"What are you doing? You must go to fight." Your Excellency the Colonel was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately raised the powerful single-barreled automatic cannon in his hand, roaring loudly.

But the more than 100 mutant fighters on the opposite side were even more straightforward, all aiming their weapons at Piano. At this time, no colonel is going to work, and the mutants who are hungry are unreasonable.

"We're hungry." A mutant warrior answered the colonel's order in the simplest language, holding a large piece of food that had just been frozen, and was gnawing on it.

"This is... udon noodles?" Colonel Piano felt that the style of the painting in front of him was not right no matter how it looked, it still had some knowledge, and looked in amazement at the food that should not appear on the battlefield, "And octopus Yaki, tempura, chicken cutlet rice? You actually have a picnic on the spot? How did these things come out?"

"I don't know." The mutant warriors eat so much that they don't care where the food comes from? They just eat.

"Who got the food?"

"do not know."

"You dare to eat without knowing anything? What if it is poisonous?"

"It's better than eating dead bodies. We don't want to eat dead bodies anymore. And we can even eat carrion. Nothing can poison us."

Even for mutants with gross nerves, eating corpses is a kind of psychological torture, and Colonel Piano used the corpses in his hands as food to control the mutants in the city. Now a large bucket of food suddenly appeared on the battlefield, which immediately made the mutant fighters stop fighting.

For mutants, fighting is nothing more than stuttering. But now you can eat without fighting, so why fight? Eating a full stomach is serious!

After Colonel Piano ran to several places in a row, he was stunned to find that the encirclement he had tried his best to organize was actually destroyed by a large amount of randomly discarded food. What made it even more shocking was the amount and variety of these foods.

Each blue vat contained about one hundred kilograms of food, enough for ten mutants to have a full meal. At least ten barrels were placed in each place, and there were at least twenty such places, which meant that more than twenty tons of food had been transported out.

Who would be so extravagant? Throwing out so much food at one time? And what's even more amazing is that these foods are all Japanese style. Could it be that a Japanese restaurant suddenly opened on this battlefield, supplying unlimited Japanese food? Who the hell did this?

The battlefield, which was still in full swing just now, suddenly became deserted, and mutants were everywhere. When they saw Colonel Piano appearing, they became disrespectful, even looked indifferent, and just ate the food they had grabbed.

Colonel Piano even saw the cronies he sent before, but these people have completely denied its authority. Looking at the mutant warriors on the ruins of the battlefield, it was completely stunned——God, who is this man fighting me? (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy