Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 393 An Unforgettable Meal
When leaving the hospital and going back, Lieutenant Jibo said that he would go back to their camp to get some things, and asked everyone to take a detour with him and go to the camp of country W.

It's not inconvenient either.

Anyway, the task has been completed, and it is dusk. A detour to the W country peacekeeping camp in J city will not waste much time, just report to the duty room.

What's more, Lieutenant Jibo is now a big hit.

The [-] sandboxes lent to the PLA peacekeeping camp by the W country peacekeeping camp really solved a big problem.

Recently, the camp area is in full swing, and the wall is being built frantically.

Counting the days with his fingers, Lieutenant Jibo and his men have been in the PLA peacekeeping camp for a month, and it's time to evacuate and return to the team.

Xia Zhiguo also said recently that he asked the fast villain to arrange a barbecue for Lieutenant Jibo and several of his men.

This matter has already been put on the agenda. The medical team has just arrived these days, and the blast wall has not been built, so there are many things to do and the task is heavy. When the materials arrived in City J, they had to go to the airport to escort them. Even the brothers of the engineering unit went out to work according to the assignment of the East Theater of the United L Regiment, and the guards still had to send someone to guard them.

Therefore, the farewell party has not been held until today. Shen Jun said that Lieutenant Jibo will leave the day after tomorrow, and he must make time tomorrow anyway. Everyone has a good party and a small party. Let the cooking team order materials and come back to make two Cakes, some small beers, and a day to remember for Lieutenant Djibo and his comrades.

The soldiers in the W state camp area are very kind to the PLA peacekeepers. Since the last time Shen Jun led a team to rescue Lieutenant Sandy, the PLA soldiers came in and out here, and the sentries would greet them enthusiastically, even eliminating the need for identity checks. The face of the Chinese is the passport.

In fact, this matter is also because this is Africa, and the militants are basically black buddies. Yellow skin is a proof of identity. Not to mention the W state-run area, peacekeeping camps in other countries will also be treated more leniently.

But the peacekeeping battalion in country W is different. They are sincerely kind to the people in the PLA peacekeeping battalion. The kind of friendliness that is friendly to the peacekeeping battalions of other countries is not at the same level, it is really kind.

When peacekeeping troops from other countries enter the peacekeeping camp of country W, they not only have to verify their identities, but also have to approve and report. The soldiers of the PLA peacekeeping battalion come here to work, just like returning to their natal home after meeting their relatives, without hindrance.

After entering the camp, Lieutenant Ji Bo said to Tong Zhi: "Tong, wait for me here for a while, I will go get something and leave immediately."

"Okay, you go now." Tong Zhi said, "Don't worry about us, we know each other well here."

Indeed cooked.

It's not Tong Zhi bragging.

The parking place is near the backyard of the country W peacekeeping camp. There is a small door about 20 meters away on the right. Entering the small door is the officer's accommodation area of ​​the country W peacekeeping force. There are several tall trees in the yard, which is very shady.

Ji Bo went towards the backyard, Tong Zhi also led Li Zheng and the others into the yard, and sat directly under the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool.

Even though it was already dusk, the temperature did not drop at all. The earth was scorched for a whole day. When people walked on the ground, it was like stepping on a steamer. It felt like the heat was coming up from the bottom of the feet, and people were almost evaporated.

There are more than 800 people in the entire peacekeeping infantry battalion of country W. According to the establishment of PLA, it will almost have the strength of two battalions, which is equivalent to a small special regiment.

However, the military management model of each country is different. In Li Zheng’s view, the management here is loose, such as clothing. In the W country peacekeeping camp, you can see soldiers walking around in sandals or even vests. , and it is absolutely impossible to do this in your own peacekeeping camp. Even if you don’t wear body armor when you are not on a mission, you have to dress neatly during the day.

But unlike the PLA, their troop ranks are very strict.

The so-called strictness is obviously reflected in the treatment and facilities.

PLA pays attention to the unity of officers and soldiers, which is not the case here.

An officer is an officer, and a soldier is a soldier.

And officers are also divided, and the treatment of school officers and lieutenants is different.

The specific cash withdrawal is that, for example, in the living facilities, the school officer has a separate shower room, a separate toilet, and even a separate sink.

The lieutenant is a squatting pit toilet, the model of a public toilet, with cubicles, but shared by multiple people, and the shower does not have a shower head, so you have to carry a bucket of water to rinse yourself.

The soldiers are different, everything is shared, and you have to line up to take a shower, because there are only a few faucets that are shared.

While Li Zheng and the others were enjoying the shade under the tree and waiting for others, Lieutenant Ji Bo was talking about things in Battalion Commander Maca's room. After talking for more than ten minutes, it was considered over.

Battalion Commander Ma Ka heard that people from the PLA peacekeeping battalion were outside, so he insisted on coming out to meet him. When they met, they would inevitably say a few nice words, and the host and guest chatted happily.

When it arrived, Battalion Commander Ma Ka enthusiastically kept Tong Zhi and the others to eat in the camp before leaving.

"Let's add more food tonight, stay and eat before leaving."

Enthusiasm is very enthusiastic.

But Tong Zhi and Li Zheng on the other side were shocked when they heard that Battalion Commander Ma Ka asked them to stay for dinner.

Even Lieutenant Jibo, who was on the side, hid behind the battalion commander, frowning and shaking his head, throwing winks.

Ji Bo wanted to go back to the PLA camp for dinner, but Tong Zhi and the others didn't want to stay here for dinner.

A group of brothers who escorted the engineering unit last time had the honor to stay here for a meal when they came to transport the sandbox.

that meal...

Impressive!
Li Zheng still remembers to this day that when he was placed at the dinner table and waited hungry, thinking that he could try exotic flavors later to prepare for a feast, Fatty Wei touched him with his elbow and almost screamed: " Look!"

At that time, Li Zheng's eyes moved to the direction of the kitchen, and he still can't forget that scene.

A few big black guys with greasy faces were carrying several huge barrels one by one from right to left—this kind of barrel Li Zheng felt very similar to the barrels used to torture their appetites during the special warfare brigade's field survival training. The kind of combat preparation bucket where the food was dumped on the ground for them to pick up and eat by themselves.

That's right.

Buckets of food.

Whenever he saw the food in the bucket, Li Zheng always had a conditioned premonition that things were going to get worse.

Sure enough, when the bucket was placed by the dining table, they could see it clearly.

The biggest bucket is filled with rice.

People here also eat rice.

And several other slightly smaller barrels are filled with vegetables.

There were several kinds of dishes, most of which were meat, including beef and mutton, stewed very badly, some were stewed with potatoes, and some were stewed with beans and spices that Li Zheng couldn't even name.

Afterwards, Li Zheng saw a few strong men lifting the bucket——

Whoa!

A bucket of meat paste was poured into the rice bucket.

Fatty Wei almost dislocated his jaw on the spot.

then……

Whoa!

Another barrel.

Whoa!

Another barrel...

If the previous operation just dislocated Fatty Wei's jaw on the spot, then it would be Li Zheng's turn.

He saw that the leader of the black buddy who might be the leader of the gang stretched his arm as thick as a burdock directly into the barrel!
That's right, straight into the barrel!

At that time, Li Zheng thought to himself, he is not afraid of getting hot even if he is a dog!
Then it was time for the cooking squad leader to perform. I saw him make a big move, and the food in the bucket quickly "wonderfully" mixed together, turning into an indescribable color...

It's not over here.

The cooking squad leader also has to try the dishes.

In fact, I don't know whether to try the dishes or the rice...

Anyway, it seems to be right.

I saw him grabbing a lump with his hands - Li Zheng exhausted his undergraduate education at a prestigious university and could only think of this most appropriate adjective to describe it.

After kneading and kneading, it finally turned into a small dumpling that he thought was perfect, then stuffed it into his mouth, half-closed his eyes and thoroughly enjoyed the taste of this dish (rice), and finally thought it was good, both of them He opened his eyes, waved his hand, and walked towards the crowd aggressively with two soldiers carrying a vat.

At that time, Fatty Wei was so frightened that his tongue was tied up, he stammered and asked Li Zheng: "Old Li, look at that hand... that color... and... is there any curry in there..."

After that, it’s the meal and the dishes, which are actually the same, anyway, I can’t tell the difference between the rice and the vegetables...

The cooking squad leader led a company of big men, carrying buckets, from one end of the table to the other, and divided them one by one.

Take a spoonful, slap it on the plate in front of you, and then ask a routine question: "Is it enough?"

If I can't say enough, I will snap again, and shake more...

This is not the worst.

Maybe you know that Chinese people love to eat noodles.

After sharing the meals, the cooking squad leader went to the back kitchen to bring another bowl of noodles specially prepared for PLA.

"This is specially prepared for you! Look at our craftsmanship!"

No matter from which angle you look at it, the thousands of pores on the cooking squad leader's body are full of deep friendship for Li Zheng and the others. No matter from which direction you look closely, the cooking squad leader has a harmless, solid and heavy face.

Nice guy!
Then the good man stretched out his hand, fished out a handful of noodles from the drenching sprayer, and put them directly in Li Zheng's basin...

"Taste it!" He said to Li Zheng almost imperatively in an undeniable and irresistible tone: "It must be delicious!"

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