The Brotherhood of Steel's army is still in its infancy, and many places are not very formal, especially the newly formed cannon fodder battalion, which lacks many facilities and equipment. For example, there is no well-developed logistics system. Even the simplest problem of eating has not been solved.

This is also the reason why the Brotherhood of Steel can't wait to pull this team into battle, it has dragged on for too long, and this team is afraid that it will collapse on its own.

And for now, it is also troublesome for the soldiers of the cannon fodder battalion to eat. After the cooks of the cooking class are done, let each class send someone to pick it up. If someone does something bad about it, it is very likely that a class will not receive its own food.

Zhou Qingfeng led the team to join the cannon fodder camp, and the day was very tense. He's going to unite sixteen people, and that really isn't enough time. It can only be that everyone can improve their confidence and get familiar with each other, so that they can pull out and not fall behind halfway.

So the people of the 'Hugo class' don't go out all day, and they all hide in tents and don't know what they're doing? In contrast, the other cannon fodder classes are really the last madness, they all feel that they are going to the battlefield tomorrow, they should go crazy, they should eat and drink, even if they exhaust all their physical strength, it doesn't matter, anyway, they will probably die tomorrow, but please be a full ghost!

And when it was dark and night, the white officers ran out to take military discipline seriously, and demanded that all the soldiers return to their tents and that there should be no more noise. Due to the lack of electricity and fuel, the entire barracks were pitch black, except for a little hazy moonlight through the clouds, and the whole world was very cold.

And in this quiet night, the tent of the 'Hugo class' was suddenly opened, and Qi Guangrong quietly came out and walked silently to the back door of the 'Puma'. The 'dog meat' guarding the 'cougar' suddenly let out a low roar and emerged from the roof of the car.

Qi Guangrong immediately raised his fingers and 'shhh', "It's me, I'll take something." ”

The rear door of the 'Cougar' opened, and Rohm poked his head out of it. Seeing that the entire military camp was silent, he held a wooden box and handed it to Qi Guangrong, and advised, "Be careful, don't let people find out." It's too easy for us to attract hatred. ”

Qi Guangrong nodded, took the wooden box and ran towards the corner of the barracks. During the whole process, Zhou Qingfeng, who was wearing a night vision device, and the butcher stood guard in the distance, using radio to instruct his subordinates to avoid the white soldiers on patrol.

And Qi Guangrong took the lead, and the entire 'Hugo class' people came out of the tent in a row. Everyone was as quiet as they could and didn't make a sound.

And Qi Guangrong ran to the quartermaster of the cannon fodder battalion with the wooden box, knocked on the door of the simple house, and the white officer who was in charge of eating, drinking, and Lazar in the whole camp came out, and when he saw that it was Qi Guangrong's smiling face, he hurriedly waved him into the house.

The logistics officer used a strong flashlight to pry open the wooden box brought by Qi Guangrong, and inside was the canned Spam meat that terrified the soldiers. He whispered, "Four-to-one exchange ratio." ”

Under the uncertain light, Qi Guangrong put on a smiling face like an old peasant. The old man in his forties already had deep forehead lines, and he looked honest, but he raised three fingers and said, "Sir, it's too insincere to say that it's three to one, and four to one." ”

"Then I refuse to trade."

"Then we'll eat Spam at best."

The two sides were deadlocked for a while, Qi Guangrong kept smiling, but the logistics officer on the opposite side was uncertain, and finally exchanged it according to three to one.

What to exchange? Naturally, it is to exchange the spam that eats the dead for normal bread, jams, creams, chocolates, and even fresh canned bacon and fruit. In short, there is no shortage of materials in the last days, but it is just an obstacle to production and circulation, so that many people cannot eat and use.

"We also need some soybeans, mung beans, rice and flour. If you can get it, please contact Lena by clicking on this communication channel. Miss Fox. We give you the best price. Qi Guangrong has been at the bottom of the society for more than ten years, and he is very suitable for the sneaky transaction in front of him.

Seeing that the high-ranking white elites in the past also did such an unseemly thing with him, Qi Guangrong even felt an inexplicable sense of joy. And the logistics officer on the opposite side can embezzle a lot of the supplies that were originally given to the soldiers. Anyway, eating a piece of bread is the same as a piece of spam, and eating canned meat is more likely to be full.

When Zhou Qingfeng drove the 'Puma' into the barracks, in addition to carrying a lot of ammunition, there were boxes of Spam in the wide carriage. After a busy midnight, all the Spam was replaced with a more tasty meal. Although the number has decreased, at least it will not make people want to go crazy after eating.

Waiting for the next morning, the whole barracks woke up. Today is the day when the cannon fodder battalion will go on the march, and the whole battalion of more than 2,000 people will carry a few tugboats to Queens to try to seize the beach landing to raid and harass, so as to relieve the pressure on the Brotherhood of Steel in the Broncos District.

Before leaving, it is natural to have a good meal to boost morale. But what I got back today was a box of canned food, and it is said that after the next kill in Queens, everyone can only eat canned food every day. As usual, Röhm went to get it but there was still nothing.

"Spam?" Marco felt a burst of stomach ache when he saw the canned meat he had been given, and he was even more crazy when he looked at the date on it, "Is there a mistake?" This is actually produced in 1940, authentic World War II US military food! ”

Three boxes of Spam a day, Marco received ten boxes at once. That is to say, for the next three days, he will eat this for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

"Here, here's a blanket! One for each person. The quartermaster gave all the cannon fodder blankets again, and he spent the night with Lena. Fox got in touch and exchanged these decades-old military blankets for an extremely low price.

Because of the excellent exchange ratio, the quartermaster was even praised by his superiors, and as for whether the non-white soldiers below were happy to use these old and swarthy blankets, the white officers didn't care at all.

Marco also received his own blanket, which meant that if he made it to the beachhead in Queens alive, he would have to sleep with this tattered blanket at night.

"Hell, this is also the surplus of US troops in World War II. This is all the bastard who got them out of the garbage heap? The soldiers who received the blankets all complained, and everyone hated the torn blankets.

And Marco can't help it. For him, it's good to be able to eat and drink and stay alive now. In fact, he thought that if he had listened to Zhou Qingfeng's words and led thousands of old and young masters in the entire Chinatown to fight out of Manhattan, New York, he was afraid that life would be much better than now. At least a few thousand people can overcome many difficulties if they work together.

But it's useless to say anything now!

Sighing, Marco remembered his other task, which was to go and see Zhou Qingfeng's 'Hugo class', "Those guys should have been hungry for a day, they haven't eaten or drunk, now they should recognize the situation, right?" As long as they hand over the armored vehicles, I will make a contribution in front of the commander, and I believe that life will be better in the future. (To be continued.) )