What a fuck! When I was about to say I wanted something to eat.

The members of the Zhongzhou team who were sleeping or slept around came suddenly as they smelled the smell.

Looking at such a dozen big-bellied men, Hu Biao asked Qingtian in a circle of gauze on his head. The chief chef of the team asked a soul-like torture:

"Chef, find a way to make something delicious? Not only do you want to reward everyone's stomach, but you also need to be enough and full~"

Under the above a little harsh requirements, Qingtian seemed confident and immediately arranged it in his mouth:

"I mean, this place was originally a military station where Guo Jun was united, and a lot of things were stocked up; we seized a lot of canned lunch meat, kimchi, spicy sauce, noodles, and rice.

So, I cooked two large pots of rice and used a whole army pot that sounds awesome to say in Nan Goryeo.

Is this a military pot? To be honest, compared to our hot pot, of course it is not a concept or level thing, but the situation is not limited now, so let's just have a meal."

"Okay, military pots are just military pots. Just move faster; so you can arrange for everyone to help and try to eat before 10 o'clock in the evening."

Hu Biao, who was so hungry that he almost wanted to eat raw rice, immediately agreed.

At Hu Biao's request, Qingtian was like a general, constantly calling out, and starting to command everyone:

"All those who can move now will follow my orders.

Poluo quickly acted with Uncle Chu and a few others, went to the regiment headquarters logistics department, and got more canned meat and lunch meat. The army pot had less meat, and only kimchi left, it was really not delicious.

Husky, Frost, Mad Dog, I remember there is a vegetable field at the entrance of the village. You go and pick the snow to see if you can order the leaves and what comes back..."

In short, under Qingtian's command, the group began to work hard under such a night.

Soon after, they got a surprise.

That was when Uncle Chu and Poluo came back, and he brought a box of compressed biscuits. The workmanship of this box of compressed biscuits looked a bit rough from the packaging.

The main reason is that it is that it saves some materials. Or the producer itself does not have much raw materials to use, so it can only reach the current level.

Therefore, this kind of compressed biscuit has important indicators such as calories and related taste.

Not only is it not as good as the military strategists, but it is even worse than the Maozis.

But who is calling this thing? It is Guo Jia’s latest product. It is delivered to the front line in terms of logistics and fried noodles. Although the quantity is not large, the quality is not very good, which also solves the problem of whether there is any problem.

Moreover, no matter how low the calorie and the poor taste of this thing are, it is much better than fried noodles.

For a moment, the more self-produced compressed biscuits were found in the mouth, and Hu Biao and others were filled with a sense of accomplishment.

The emergence of these people has brought some different things and changes to this era.

In the end, everyone worked hard until ten o'clock in the evening, and the army pot prepared by Qingtian had already eaten.

In the cold weather with ice, under the light of flares rising above the head, and the sound of gunfires kept ringing in the distance, the volunteer soldiers running back and forth at the camp bells, accompanied by all the above.

The 29 surviving Zhongzhou team, plus 7 minor wounded soldiers from the reconnaissance battalions, started to move together.

That feeling is indescribable.

After eating, Hu Biao and others who had slept for 30 hours in a row actually felt sleepy again. The members of other teams were basically in this situation.

So they put them around the fire, covered with blankets and coats, and fell asleep again.

They are very confident that after eating, they will have a good sleep, and their physical condition will improve significantly tomorrow morning.

If this situation lasts for a week, the combat effectiveness of the Zhongzhou team will basically recover.

By then, the third phase of the task will appear, and they will still be in a very good state to deal with it.

But soon Hu Biao and others entered their dreams. What they didn't know was that as some things gradually fermented, they soon had to bite the bullet and act...

At the same time, at the shooting range of an arsenal in Shuangqing.

In a group of technicians and workers were full of anti-anticipated eyes, the excavator picked up an anti-tank weapon made using the advanced technology he gave.

Aiming at a target made of thick steel plates about 50 meters away.

Finally, when everyone abandoned their concentration, the excavator pulled the trigger and successfully ignited the launching medicine, and let a rocket drag its long tail and hit the target.

After a violent explosion of smoke dissipated, everyone present could see it with joy.

The target made of 230 mm thick and multiple steel plates was completely penetrated under the power of this rocket, showing their newly-made weapon and its powerful armor-breaking ability.

After seeing the results of the battle, a huge cheer suddenly echoed in the test site.

The only excavator who personally fired this rocket was not very satisfied.

The main reason is that the rocket launcher in his hand is basically made based on the PLA 69 rocket launcher of modern planes and the earliest related technology.

However, due to insufficient materials, processing technology and accessories, it can only be made to produce a monkey version.

Such monkey version has some disadvantages, such as: the sighting equipment is mechanical, which leads to poor accuracy after exceeding 50 meters.

The armor-breaking ability has also gone from a serious vertical armor that can break 380 mm to a level of only a little over 230 mm.

But no matter what, it is much better than the previous Volunteer Army soldiers, holding explosive bags, blasting tubes, anti-tank grenades, and using human lives to build stronger than others.

After thinking about this, even the old man in excavator became happy.
Chapter completed!