Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 930: Another ‘Spam’
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The yellow mud shell is broken, and inside is a layer of aluminum foil. The aluminum foil opened and a thick smell of chicken spewed out.
The ingredients are too simple, and the ingredients are not too handy, but the tender chicken with golden color looks very appetizing.
A chicken called a chicken is not particularly good, but the way it appears is too distinctive. As a senior officer, Colonel Palmer is also a person who eats food from all over the world, but he has never seen chicken baked in mud.
Moreover, the color and flavor of this chicken is not bad, it has reached the standard. It is quite surprising to be able to make this level of chicken in the North Korean field kitchen.
The Zhou Qingfeng on the side used a knife and fork to cut the chicken on a dinner plate and smiled and said, "Dear Colonel, it ’s best to eat this chicken while it ’s hot. It ’s even more wonderful if you can pair it with a glass of wine. I can like it. "
"Well ..., very good." Colonel Palmer couldn't deny that he didn't taste it immediately. He continued to console his men and left in a few minutes. Instead, his adjutant said before leaving that the colonel was very interested in the chicken and was willing to taste it.
It seems that the adjutant wanted to take away a chicken named Huahua in person. Zhou Qingfeng immediately pushed out the bean curd and said with a smile: "This kind of chicken cooking method was devised by this child. Please give him an honor. So that he can personally give this rare food to your colonel. "
Putting a chicken on a dinner plate, the short "Ding Ding" immediately hung out the most silly smile, dragging the dinner plate with a sincere admiration of the expression of the drama, which made people unbearable to refuse his enthusiasm.
The adjutant did not insist too much, nodded and said: "Okay, please come with me. You can send it to the regiment."
'Dou Ding' followed the adjutant fart. He ran back more than ten minutes later, dipped his fingers in water to draw a few streets of Yunshan City on the chopping board, "This is the main street in the city, distance We are less than two hundred meters. The enemy ’s regiment is in the south of the city, there is a bridge over there ... "
Dou Ding is short and small and unobtrusive. When he went out, he not only figured out the roads in the city, but also knew the positions of the enemy regiments and battalions. Even the firepower layout was drawn for Zhou Qingfeng.
Most of the eighth regiment of the 1st Division of the US Cavalry is now stationed in Yunshan City. The South Korea troops originally stationed in the city can only forcefully leave to go outside Yunshan City. In this case, the Volunteers ’39th Army did not know at all, and it was necessary to clarify the situation as soon as possible and to spread the news.
Look at the time. It ’s already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's getting dark.
After Zhou Qingfeng silently remembered the enemy ’s layout, he reached out and wiped the water on the board. He whispered: "We will strive to run the entire Yunshan City before dark, and figure out the layout of the entire Yunshan City.
The enemy ’s main force is in Yunshan City, but we still do n’t know where the enemy ’s logistics warehouse is? Hmm ..., I should ask the Yankees if they need supper?
Oh, right! We have one more thing-to collect ‘Spam’, to collect ‘Spam’ that the Yankees discarded at random. We need these convenient field foods. "
Spam? Spam disgusted to death by the US military?
The ‘old machine gun’ looked at the ‘Spam’ box placed at his feet. He kept paying attention to the box, for fear that someone might **** it away. But in fact, no one in the kitchen who was going back and forth in the kitchen looked at the box. I really didn't care.
"Squad leader, I think we can exchange noodles and fried rice with these Americans, and we should be able to change dozens of boxes." The deputy leader, looking at the popularity of noodles and fried rice, was quite confident in the collection plan.
But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said: "How many dozens of boxes are enough? I have to get at least a thousand boxes, and send them to the army with a captain as soon as possible. At least let our regiment eat a good meal and have strength Come to fight the Americans in Yunshan City. "
Thousands of boxes?
The deputy squad leader looked at the box containing ‘Spam’ and could n’t help reminding: “Squad leader, we ’re just like this. Where can we get thousands of boxes?”
"It's not easy? Change it with a chicken!"
"But the chicken we cook is also provided by the American kitchen."
"But it must go through our cooking process! Believe me, Laomei has become more crazy than you think."
The field kitchen has a special large oven, which is used by American soldiers to bake bread. Zhou Qingfeng said hello to American chefs and said they wanted to add hundreds of 'Jumbo Chickens' to today's dinner. American cooks are happy to have someone to work, and even express their willingness to help.
In order to feed and satisfy the frontline American soldiers, the US logistics staff spares no expense. The eighth regiment has frozen chicken specially airlifted from Japan. These slightly processed chickens belong to the so-called B meal.
Zhou Qingfeng teaches American chefs to simplify the process and wrap the chicken directly in aluminum foil for roasting, which not only cooked the chicken, but also retained the moisture and aroma of the chicken. Dozens of chickens can be roasted in one stove, and hundreds or thousands of chickens can be obtained in a short time.
After finishing the production of ‘Jumbo Chicken’, Zhou Qingfeng obtained a large wooden board. He wrote in charcoal on the wooden board: Colonel Palmer sincerely recommends the delicious treasure chicken made by the palace. Order a box of ‘Spam’. The quantity is limited, and you want to buy as soon as possible.
The field kitchen is full of people, and this brand is very conspicuous as soon as it hangs. Especially when Colonel Palmer had just been here, many people saw the scene of ‘Douding’ sending the chicken to the regiment. Then, Uncle Zhou engaged in on-site tasting, and a few cooked chickens were taken out.
Although the US military ’s field kitchens provide food for free, the exchange of ‘Spam’ does not seem to be particularly unacceptable. After all, ‘Spam’ is what American soldiers call ‘spiritual meat’.
Remember, as long as Americans call it ‘spiritual’, it ’s not a good thing in their eyes. Basically it means something like "smelly shit".
For a box of ‘smelly shit’ for a limited number of ‘Jumbo Chicken’, it sounds like a good deal. It did n’t take long for the soldiers to bring a box of ‘Spam’ that was hateful to dogs and sent it over, asking for a ‘Jumbo Chicken’.
"Why do you collect‘ Spam ’?” Some US military officers expressed doubts about this. Is n’t it a pity that ‘Spam’ is just curious.
Zhou Qingfeng said frankly: "We are" South Korea "people, there are many people who are not full enough. So we want to get some food on the black market, I hope you do n’t mind too much. This 'Jumbo Chicken' will be given to you, please accept it. "
Ha Ha Ha ..., do n’t mind, do n’t mind!
U.S. troops not only hate ‘Spam’, they even litter C meals. Meal C contains a series of things such as biscuits, luncheon meat, beans, dehydrated vegetables, hard candy, coffee, cigarettes and so on. However, the materials produced by the huge expenditure in the rear are randomly thrown to the front line, and the waste is extremely serious.
True local tyrants, that's how capricious!
The poor land turtle silently received it.