As it turns out, it is not easy to be fully fed in the mission area!

Sun Yuanzheng immediately asked a few people before he confirmed a fact again: eating in the team has become a problem now, and the players have left sensibly, but he felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a nail.

After thinking for a while, he turned his eyes to Chen Qiang and asked, "Part 1, Vice Team Chen, I thought about it, aren't we bringing individual soldiers to self-heat food? Take it out and solve this meal for me first. I can't bear to see everyone going hungry..."

These words were extremely heavy, but they made people feel an endless power filled with sorrow!

In fact, when Sun Yuanzheng looked at Chen Qiang, a faint red light appeared on Chen Qiang's raised cheeks, which was a kind of persistence and a principle that could not be challenged.

According to his understanding of the logistics work, the above requirements are combat readiness or combat readiness guarantee food that can only be eaten when attending the office. This is how it is mastered when studying in China. If you eat it all at once and encounter an emergency task, if you do not have this thing, then you will be tracked down by the above, who will bear the responsibility?

"Captain, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this, so I told Long Wei who was transporting supplies to buy food in the safe area of ​​Monroe City. Even if the price is high, try to buy as much as possible, including tomatoes and carrots, and now see how they are?" Chen Qiang did not directly answer Sun Yuanzheng's question, and said that Long Wei and the others were already buying things.

Half an hour ago, on Paul Street, Monroe City, there were Libbyson government troops waiting with guns on all commanding heights and on the streets. Several jeeps with the words "U" were driving by quickly from here.

When I arrived at the entrance of the comprehensive city opened by the Chinese, Longwei looked at the city and the large industrial park behind the city. I returned to the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass of the city. I saw that there were a wide variety of things on the shelves inside, and many products with English letters were used. Looking at the onions near the door, the beef looked good in quality.

"As long as you have US dollars, you still have to worry about food and drink, I won't let Jones lose it. This old stubborn!" Long Wei stood still, turned around and glanced at Jones who followed him, and his opinion on him came up again.

Before leaving, he called Zhu Shuai and said that the riot troop was just here and many things needed to be collected at the headquarters' operation support and support base. The specific items were flowers, so their team sent someone to follow him to collect them.

Maybe he deliberately couldn't pronounce the word clearly, or maybe Zhu Shuai was having a jet lag, and his mind was a little confused, but he really thought it was a flower. He called Long Wei, Sha Quancai and a few team members came.

When he arrived at the base, he was first damaged by Jones's work attitude, and then pointed to a pile of flour in the warehouse guarded by heavy troops and asked him to carry it!

5o bags of heavy white flour!

On this hot day, the team members were all wearing bulletproof vests, and it was so miserable to carry white flour!

Zhu Shuai listened to white noodles as flowers. This English word with similar pronunciations caused such serious consequences to the first squadron attendees!

Fortunately, Zhu Shuai didn't wait for Long Wei to be angry, and like a grandson, he said good things to Sha Quancai and other team members one by one, invited him to have a cold drink, and ate whatever he saw. Sha Quancai took the lead in carrying the white flour to load the car when he saw him pitiful.

Now Zhu Shuai entered the store door, looked at the outer cover in his hand, which was clearly marked with the name tag "1ongei" on it. He touched it with a slight bad expression on the corner of his eyes. Just as he was looking for something delicious, his eyes suddenly set on the counter opposite.

Behind the counter, a chef wearing a big white hat was making things neatly. He looked up and said, "American burger, priced at $16."

I have to say that Zhu Shuai has studied this aspect more than anyone else. He knows that this kind of burger is absolutely authentic and the ingredients are absolutely first-class. Although the security in the mission area is chaotic, many things, especially things sold to international institutions, are implemented in international standards and the quality is not mentioned.

At this moment, Sha Quancai walked over from a food stall, patted his shoulder, and asked modestly: "Master, I speak English as usual, that lady is not standard, I want all those big cakes."

It was a pile of soft and thin bread, which looked like a large thick pancake in China. When these people were far away from their hometown, they immediately saw this kind of thing that was almost Chinese food ingredients. Sha Quan hadn't eaten for a long time and immediately swallowed a few mouthfuls of water. He thought that if he had made some meat sauce and some green green onions, wow, the taste would be so beautiful.

Zhu Shuai turned his head and looked at it. Seeing that there were some promotional slogans written on the stall, the thick bread cakes were stacked more than two feet high, and the aroma of cooked bread flour could be smelled from afar. Although the aroma was extremely fragrant, it was far worse than the burger behind him. He quickly said perfunctorily: "Buy it, buy it. Foreigners are more realistic, and there is no need to bargain. Just move the bread and give cash. Lao Sha, I will tell you, this foreigner, although he doesn't comment on any moral model, they..."

Sha Quancai didn't have time to listen to him showing off, so he turned around and left. Here, the chef had just completed the last process, spreading four or five large burgers in one stroke, pointing to the cash register next to him, and asking Zhu Shuai to pay.

At this time, Zhu Shuai suddenly remembered that he had just seen the counter for selling bread, with a line of words marked "This is a war zone, please buy daily necessities in moderation, otherwise you will be an unpopular person..."

He wanted to ask Sha Quancai to discuss it with him, but the burger in front of him caught the greed in his stomach, and an overwhelming excuse suddenly appeared in his mind: "It's fun to write, and besides, it's not that there is a dragon power, he can't handle anything."

Zhu Shuai rarely reached out to his hands when taking other things, but now the food is different. He was like a hardworking waiter, putting six burgers on his arm, shouting in his mouth as he yelled towards the door, and shouting excitedly: "Brothers, hurry up, whoever is too late can't eat it."

The team members next to them were all hungry and were touching their backs. They immediately came over to get the burger, put it in their hands and weighed it, and then waited for a while to get in the car and then they could have a big feast. Unexpectedly, a middle-aged man in a suit was negotiating with Long Wei at the door.

Zhu Shuai glanced at the door and said to himself: "Dalong definitely doesn't eat this thing. He doesn't let me eat snacks normally. Forget it, forget it, I'll do it for you."

After a while, Long Wei took out his cell phone, looked at it as a mobile phone number starting with o77, and immediately picked it up. He heard Chen Qiang ask on the phone how he bought the item. He immediately breathed a long sigh of relief and said helplessly: "I bought it, big cake..."

In the camp, Chen Qiang seemed to have heard the news he expected and was the one he would like to hear the most, and said with his brows stretching, "It's great, kid, okay."

The sudden news was like a festive bomb being put in the team headquarters, and everyone was instantly happy.

This kind of happiness came too quickly, and I was absolutely overjoyed, but I immediately saw Chen Qiang's face tensed a little stiffly, his ears left his phone, and he stuck it on him again, and almost absurdly said: "What? This is the last time! Isn't it okay to buy too much? Isn't it blacklisted! Isn't this going to go!"

This is the fact. Because Longwei's team members bought the bread cakes at one time, they were unable to provide the supply for some time in the future, and the reputation of the city was damaged. The boss directly found Longwei and stated: From now on, you will definitely not be welcome to come again! The products here are to be supplied to everyone.

Long Wei sat in the minibus with a blank expression. He wanted torch Sha Quan to scold him. Yu Guang saw Jones' cold and strange face and immediately gave up. He smelled Zhu Shuai and the others burping and thumping one after another. He started to scream in his stomach. Just when his hand touched his clothes, a sour smell of sweat poured into his nostrils. When he pulled his clothes back from Zhu Shuai's hand, he weighed them vigilantly, looked at his deflated pocket, and asked angrily: "Boy, why did you use my money to treat you?"

"Driver, Mr. Driver, please turn on the air conditioner, it's hot and confused." Zhu Shuai didn't hear anything he said at all. He bypassed his angry eyes and asked the driver to cool down the air conditioner, then lowered his head and said to Jones friendly: "Mr. Contact officer, our captain has always been generous and has a high income. He is considered a noble in China and often treats us to eat, but he has a bad disadvantage, that is, whoever orders less, will he be as angry as he is now."

This guy is also cunning enough. If Long Wei had not spoken Chinese in action or in foreign affairs, he would have always spoken Chinese, so Jones had never heard what he said.

But one thing is certain: Long Wei is not so friendly to him as a liaison officer. He did not invite him to eat, and he did not receive many rumors that Chinese people often gave small gifts!

"You, you..." He coughed twice, as if he wanted to summarize what he had seen and heard in the past few hours about Long Wei and the others' performance.

Judging from his slowly serious expression, he must be able to train these newcomers with his identity as the chief.

Bang!

Bang! Wow, Wow! Wow! Wow...

At this moment, there was a violent sound of gunfire on the street where they were. Looking north, the bullets fired from the large-caliber machine guns were scattered on several high stairs. For a moment, the crowds on the street were in chaos. The government guardians shouted loudly, jumped into nearby fortifications, turned the guns, and fought back in the direction of the target in the distance.

"The squadron was attacked, comrades..." Sha Quancai stepped up two steps from the seat behind, pushed the cart door suddenly, and said, "The person has already gone down."

Long Wei and the others got out of the car one after another, Xun formed a defense formation outside the car. A team member looked towards the place where smoke was rising in the north. The Type 95 submachine gun in his hand slowly aimed at the other side, his eyes exposed from the handle of the gun, and asked in a low voice: "Captain Dragon, fuck them?"

"You can stop me. You haven't attacked your car yet. Why are you anxious? The one who took the initiative to fight is to make a movie. We are on duty, wait and see." Long Wei stood upright, looking at the smoke in the distance, listening carefully to the weapon model used by the other party, and decisively stopped his inappropriate thoughts.
Chapter completed!