Chapter 928 Can We Win?
Walking into the camp of the US military, there are surprises everywhere!
"American kitchens are so big!" 'Douding' stared blankly at a black man pushing a food rack, on which were layers of bread embryos waiting to be baked. Please search for (product% to read the most complete!) novels and on the side of the bread embryo is baked bread, fragrant and soft bread, which makes people salivate.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when the sharp knife class took a bath, and they were assigned to the kitchen as cooks. In the imagination of these soil turtles, the kitchen is a dark earthen stove with a pot table, and the cook in a dirty apron is shaking the spoon.
But the American kitchen... is too challenging for these volunteer soldiers who have never seen the world.
"What's that?" 'Old Machine Gun' couldn't help asking as he watched an American soldier throw a large box on the ground.
There was a big "" on the box, and Zhou Qingfeng curled his lips and said, "That thing is a kind of luncheon meat called 'Spam'."
'Old Machine Gun' saw the American soldier who had lost the box walk away, and quickly moved forward to bring the box over. When he opened it, he saw that there were cans of canned meat. He was pleasantly surprised: "It's meat, the best meat. We How about some fried pork for Americans to eat?"
The deputy squad leader was quick, opened a can of 'Spam', took a bite, and distributed it to other soldiers. As a result, all the soldiers in the class nodded and said: "Yes, yes, this meat is so delicious, let's make fried meat for the Americans, they will definitely like it!"
"Dream, if you dare to give 'Spam' to American soldiers, they will kill you." Zhou Qingfeng said angrily: "Didn't you see that the Americans just threw away this thing? They hate this thing , they want to eat something fresh."
A can of 'Spam' was quickly eaten, and all the soldiers in the sharp knife squad praised its deliciousness. But listening to Zhou Qingfeng say that Americans don't like this thing and even hate it, it's as if everyone heard the Arabian Nights.
The American battlefield kitchen is a large open military tent, with various professional cooking and kitchen utensils laid out one by one, and all the kitchen staff look extremely professional. The sharp-knife squad that was arranged to follow up followed Grandma Liu in the Grand View Garden, watching non-stop.
The U.S. soldiers in the kitchen only thought that Zhou Qingfeng and the others were Nanbang natives who came to visit, and they didn't pay much attention. Except for Zhou Qingfeng, the members of the Sharp Knife Squad shrank their hands and feet. Looking at such a big kitchen, they were collectively timid. They were afraid of breaking other people's things, and they were shocked by the strong logistical capabilities of the Americans.
"What is that doing?"
"Bake cakes with jam on top. I'll ask them for some."
With a thick skin and the ability to 'talk all night',
Zhou Qingfeng wanted a large dinner plate, on which were placed more than a dozen freshly baked breads and cakes. The "Spam" just now won the praise of everyone in the sharp knife class, and the current bread and cakes also made them full of praise.
"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious. It's so sweet. I've never eaten something so delicious." Douding praised while eating, and the way he devoured it even made the American cook laugh.
The laughter of the Americans carried the pride of a powerful country, but it was extremely harsh to the ears of everyone in the Sharp Knife Squad. Everyone felt like they were being treated as beggars.
The deputy squad leader was particularly angry. Seeing that 'Douding' was full of bread crumbs and eating the ugliest food, he couldn't help cursing, 'I bought you for something delicious, shame on you'.
Seeing that the deputy squad leader stretched out his hand and wanted to pat off the cake left in 'Douding''s hand, Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly stopped and said in a low voice: "Stop, bow your head when you should, and eat all the bread and cake for me. At this time, the lower you are, the less likely you are to arouse the suspicion of the enemy."
Not only did Douding eat like a fool, even Zhou Qingfeng praised the American chef's craftsmanship loudly while eating, so they got even bigger laughs.
The Americans in the kitchen simply smiled at the stupidity of the "Nanbang" natives in front of them, but the people in the sharp knife class were nervous and their noses were sore. However, Zhou Qingfeng and others acted too coke, and the Americans in the kitchen even sent each of them another gourmet ice cream.
"What is this? It's icy cold. Americans are not afraid of diarrhea if they eat this in winter?" 'Douding' didn't know what the cold thing in his hand was. The appearance of eating ice cream made the tall American chef laugh and hurt his stomach.
Facing the laughter of the Americans, the deputy squad leader was anxious and angry, but he didn't know what the thing in his hand was, let alone how to deal with it?
"Just put it in your mouth and eat it." Zhou Qingfeng ate the ice cream with a spoon, but he couldn't be happier. He doesn't care about the Americans' teasing or even mocking laughter, because he has a strong psychological advantage over the Americans, but think about the logistics of the Volunteer Army...
In order to make their troops eat well, the Americans can use planes to transport fresh ingredients by air, ship them to ports, distribute ice cream machines on the battlefield, and throw 'Spam' into the trash can with hatred.
Americans can ship chicken, pork, vegetables, and even wine from Japan, from Vietnam, and from the continental United States. They can distribute different foods to the troops of different cultures and eating habits of the United States, and their soldiers can even drink Coca-Cola, coffee and tea.
What is a local tyrant, this is a local tyrant!
And what about the volunteer army? Fried noodles, fried noodles, fried noodles, fried noodles that are as bad as dirt!
Even fried noodles have to mobilize the power of the whole country to supply. And because the traffic line was strangled, the front line sometimes didn't even have to eat fried noodles. A backward agricultural country is confronting a developed industrial country. Who still knows and understands the difficulties involved?
"Sweet, cold, and delicious." Douding ate a few mouthfuls of ice cream and expressed his sincere admiration. But after admiring, he thought about the food he ate in the army, and he whispered again: "Squad leader, the Americans are very strong, right?
I used to only know that they had many tanks, cannons, planes, and weapons. Squad leader, you like to pick up American weapons. Now I know that they even eat a million times better than us. This kind of ice cream, I never even thought about before, but they can eat whatever they want.
Squad leader, can we beat the Americans? "
Hearing this kind of words of "increasing the enemy's prestige and destroying one's own ambition", the deputy squad leader finally became furious, and roared explosively: "'Douding', you bastard, do you want to be a traitor?"
This loud roar attracted all the people in the US military kitchen to look over, and Zhou Qingfeng immediately explained with a smile: "Don't be nervous, our soldiers have never eaten ice cream. This thing is so delicious, it made them a little emotional."
Hahaha laughter sounded again, the same piercing, same heavy. Tears of 'Douding' were about to fall when he was scolded, Zhou Qingfeng could only pat him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "The Americans are very strong, really strong, stronger than you think. It is necessary to defeat them. Very hard.
We want to win this war, and it takes many, many sacrifices to have that little chance. I can only say that the pride we have exchanged with blood and sacrifices will be remembered by our descendants forever. What we pay is valuable. "
In order to have the ambition to sacrifice, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change into a new sky!
The Kingdom of Destiny will not sink willingly.
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