Rise of the Wasteland

The yellow clay shell was cracked, and inside was a layer of aluminum foil. The aluminum foil opened, and the thick aroma of chicken emerged.

The ingredients are too simple, and the ingredients are not readily available, but the crispy chicken with golden color makes it appetizing.

Chihuahua is not a particularly outstanding food, but it appears in a very distinctive way. As a senior officer, Colonel Palmer is also a person who eats gourmet foods all over the world, but I have never seen chicken wrapped in mud.

And this chicken is pretty good no matter its color or flavor, it has already reached the standard. It is surprising that such a level of chicken can be made in a field kitchen in North Korea.

On the side, Zhou Qingfeng cut the chicken on a dinner plate with a knife and fork in a timely manner, and said with a smile, "Dear Colonel, this chicken is best served hot. It can be even more wonderful if it can be served with a glass of wine. I hope you enjoy . "

"Well ..., very good." Colonel Palmer couldn't say no, didn't taste it immediately. He continued to console his subordinates and left after a few minutes. Instead, his adjutant said before his departure that the colonel was very interested in the chicken and would like to taste it.

Seeing the lieutenant seemed to want to take away a chicken called Flamboyant, Zhou Qingfeng immediately pushed out the "Ding Ding" and smiled and said, "This kind of chicken cooking method was conceived by this child. Please give him an honor and let He can personally give this Colonel to His Excellency Colonel. "

Put a plate called a chicken, and the short "Dou Ding" immediately hung out the dumbest smile, dragged the plate with a dramatic expression of admiration, which made people unable to resist his enthusiasm.

The deputy did not insist too much and nodded: "Well, please follow me. You can send it to the regiment department."

'Dou Ding' Fangdian Fangdian followed the lieutenant. He ran back more than ten minutes later, and dipped several fingers in water on the chopping board to draw a few Yunshancheng streets. "This is the main street in the city. Two hundred meters. The enemy's regiment is south of the city, and there is a bridge over it ... "

‘Dou Ding’ is short and unobtrusive. When he went out, he not only figured out the roads in the city, but also knew the positions of the enemy's regiment and the various battalions. He even painted the firepower for Zhou Qingfeng.

Most of the eighth regiment of the US Cavalry Division 1 is now stationed in Yunshan City. The Nanba Army originally stationed in the city can only leave the city to Yunshan City. In this case, the 39th Army of the Volunteer Army did not know at all. It must clear the situation as soon as possible and spread the news.

But look at the time. It's already five in the afternoon and it's almost dark.

After Zhou Qingfeng remembered the enemy's layout silently, he reached out and wiped the water on the chopping board. He whispered: "We will try to run the entire Yunshan City before dark, and figure out the layout of the entire Yunshan.

The enemy's main force is in Yunshan City, but we don't know where the enemy's logistics warehouse is yet? Hmm ... I should ask the Yankees, do they need supper?

Oh, right! We have another thing to collect ‘Speam’, to collect ‘Speam’ which the Yankees have randomly discarded. We need these convenient field foods. "

Spam? Spam, disgusted by the US military?

‘Old Machine Gun’ looked at the ‘Spam’ box under his feet. He kept paying attention to this box, for fear of being snatched away. In fact, no one from the American soldiers who came back and forth in the kitchen looked at the box and didn't really care.

"Squad leader, I think we can exchange these noodles and fried rice with these Americans, and we should be able to change dozens of boxes." The deputy monitor was quite confident about the collection plan when he saw the popularity of noodles and fried rice.

But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said, "How are dozens of boxes enough? I need to get at least a thousand boxes and deliver them to the army by truck with a captive as soon as possible. At least let our regiment have a good meal and have the strength to fight Americans in Yunshan City. "

Thousands of boxes?

The deputy squad leader looked at the box containing ‘Sparm’ and could n’t help reminding him: “Squad leader, let ’s just order people. Where can we get thousands of boxes?”

"It's not easy? Use a callous fowl for it!"

"But the chicken we cook is also provided in the American kitchen."

"But it must go through our cooking process! Believe me, Laomei is more fanatic than you think."

The field kitchen has a special large oven for baking bread for American soldiers. Zhou Qingfeng made a fool with the American chef, saying he wanted to add hundreds of 'Jumbo Chicken' to today's dinner. American chefs are happy to have someone come to work, and even expressed their willingness to help.

In order for the frontline American soldiers to eat and drink, American logistics personnel spare no expense. The eighth regiment had frozen chicken meat that was transported by air from Japan. These slightly processed chicken meat belonged to the so-called b meal.

Zhou Qingfeng taught American cooks to simplify the process and directly wrapped the chicken with aluminum foil for baking, which not only cooked the chicken, but also retained the moisture and aroma of the chicken. You can bake dozens of chickens in one stove, and you can get hundreds or thousands in a short time.

After getting the output of "Jumbo Chicken", Zhou Qingfeng got a big wooden board. He wrote with a charcoal on a wooden board: Colonel Palmer sincerely recommends the delicious treasure chicken made by the court. Order one in a box of Spam. Available in limited quantities.

The field kitchen is full of people coming and going, this brand is very conspicuous as soon as it hangs. In particular, Colonel Palmer has just been here. Many people saw the scene of ‘Ding Ding’ sending chicken to the regiment. Uncle Zhou tried to eat on the spot, and several cooked chickens were taken out.

Although the U.S. military's field kitchens provide food for free, it seems that it is not particularly unacceptable to exchange for 'Spar'. After all, ‘Spar’ is what the US soldiers call ‘spirit’.

Remember, as long as the Americans call it ‘Ling Han Han’, it ’s not a good thing in their eyes. Basically, it means something similar to ‘stinky shit’ to us ~ www.readwn.com ~ It ’s a good deal to trade a box of stinky **** for a limited number of treasure chickens. It didn't take long for the soldiers to bring a box of ‘Spar’ which was hated by dogs and asked for a ‘Jumbo Chicken’.

"Why are you collecting 'Spar'?" Some US military officials questioned this. It ’s not a pity ‘Spar’, it ’s just curiosity.

Zhou Qingfeng said frankly: "We are 'Nan Bang' people, and many people are not full. So we want to get some food on the black market or something, I hope you don't mind too much. Come ... "Jumbo chicken" will be given to you, please accept it. "

Hahaha ... don't mind, don't mind!

The U.S. military not only hated 'Spar', they even littered. The meal contains a range of things including biscuits, luncheon meat, beans, dehydrated vegetables, hard candies, coffee, cigarettes and more. However, the materials produced after spending huge sums of money at the rear were casually littered to the front line, and the waste was extremely serious.

Real tyrants, just so wayward!

The poor soil was silently collected. (To be continued ...)