Chapter 69

To be able to eat fresh vegetables temptation, so that the SWAT team to speed up the pace, like a real run to the canteen.

The delicious smell of the long lost food diffuses in the air, which makes the special police members who rush into the canteen like a swarm of bees can't help swallowing.

They really haven't smelled such an attractive fragrance for a long time. Although the taste and taste of self heating food are passable, how can self heating food compare with fresh food!

In the dining hall, master Fu Jiubu picked up the frying spoon and set up a large tray on the table. Although the materials and conditions were limited, only induction cooker and small frying pan could be used, the master was still trying to make a large pot of delicious dishes and was loading them from the frying pan to the tray.

In fact, when the chef was cooking, he was short of seasonings and other accessories. All he could put was oil and salt, but even so, the fresh food was still very attractive.

Smelling the delicious smell and looking at the attractive dishes in front of us, everyone can't help it.

He rushed to the desk and looked at the dishes on the tray. While swallowing his saliva, he asked the master, "master, what's the dish today?"

"Fried rat meat with cabbage! Fresh cabbage and fresh mouse meat Master Fu seems to be afraid of these SWAT team members worried about the uncleanness of the mice, and specially stressed: "don't worry, I have washed and peeled each of these mice, to ensure that there is no dirt and smell, and it tastes no different from chicken."

Of course, mouse meat can't be considered as a proper food. For master Fu, if he was asked to cook with a mouse before the disaster, it would be an insult to him. He could make a dish with a kitchen knife.

But now it's the end of the world. I don't even mention pork, beef and mutton. I even want to take second place. Chicken, duck and fish have become very rare.

Chickens and ducks may still be seen, but fish has basically disappeared, even if the city is close to yunmengze, which was originally the land of fish and rice in Dongting.

Although there is a large-scale reform through labor farm in this city, the output of agricultural and sideline products can no longer be expected in this situation. The situation on the other side of the reform through labor farm is even worse than that in the urban area.

So the mouse, which was once despised, has become a good meat.

Of course, the SWAT team members also know the situation, so they will not dislike the master to make them mouse meat. However, the taste of cabbage fried mouse meat still makes the SWAT team members a little uneasy.

Although the shelter has started to eat mice and mushrooms, the supplies of the special police force are still sufficient. In the past two months, they have eaten self heating food. They have not tasted the mouse meat, so they are afraid.

But as long as two months did not eat the temptation of fresh food or let these SWAT team members with appetite to overcome the heart of that little resistance.

"Master, give me one first! More food! " A special police member couldn't help but took a plate from the side and handed it to master Fu.

The master happily scooped up a spoonful of cabbage fried rat meat, bumped it and then put it on the plate. He scolded the special police member: "there are so many dishes. If I give you more, there will be less for others! And wash your hands before you eat! "

"Ha ha ha! Do you hear me? Wash your hands The other SWAT members burst into laughter.

Qin LAN felt everyone's lively atmosphere, and she couldn't help smiling. Since the disaster, we haven't been so lively and happy for a long time.

This made her happy, and she went forward, waiting in line with everyone.

Qin LAN thinks that whether the food is delicious or not is secondary at this time. It's the most important thing for everyone to be so happy.

"It looks like the meal is worth it." In the corner of the dining hall, uncle Ding and another man in police uniform looked at the rare lively atmosphere in front of them, and they could not help smiling.

"It's really worth it. In the past two months, the atmosphere was too depressing and the morale of the team was very low. Now I can make everyone happy. My work as a political commissar is much better." Uncle Ding is sitting next to the political commissar of the SWAT team. The low morale and depressed atmosphere of the SWAT team worried him for a long time.

Hearing the commissar say so, uncle Ding feels the same way.

For the SWAT team, personnel training and weaponry are of course the top priority, but morale can not be ignored.

If a person is in a state of depression and tension for a long time, his mood will collapse.

No one can imagine the extreme behavior of a person with emotional breakdown, especially a specially trained SWAT with a weapon in his hand.

"In that case, do you think the political commissar can make a decision about the exchange of materials with that private refuge?" Uncle Ding asked the political commissar, although he could decide this matter as a team leader, he still had to ask the political commissar's consent: "or should the Party group hold another meeting?"

The commissar pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "in principle, I agree with this matter, but I'd better go over it again at the Party group meeting. The more time it is now, the more we can't talk about it, so as not to be gossiped. "Although it's the end of the world, but now the national order and government institutions are still in normal operation, the procedure should go again.

Uncle Ding didn't have any opinions when he saw the political commissar say that. He knew that even if he went to the Party group meeting once, it would still be passed.

Having talked about this topic, the political commissar suddenly asked Uncle Ding, "speaking of Lao Li, what equipment are they escorting today? So many people have to be mobilized. "

"It's the oxygen making equipment allocated to each refuge. Scientists predicted before the disaster that humans would face the problem of lack of oxygen after a meteorite impact." After reading the information sent by the municipal government, uncle Ding knew something about it: "it's still confidential. Don't talk about it outside."

"Don't worry, I know the weight." The political commissar also nodded his head seriously. He knew that if this matter was known by the ordinary people in the shelter, it would inevitably cause panic and even riots.

However, while understanding the importance of the matter, the political commissar was somewhat curious and concerned: "it's said that it's allocated to each refuge. Has our police station allocated it?"

"Yes, it's being installed now." As the captain of the special police team, uncle Ding naturally knew about it. He explained to the commissar, "the whole set of equipment is installed in the central room of the air circulation pipe reserved before."

"It used to be used for this? I said how to reserve such a large room and make it the same as a pool. " The political commissar suddenly realized that he finally understood what the place reserved in the refuge was for.

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