Chapter 389: Battlefield Banquet

In the Ba Ting embassy area, the Soviet embassy was still heavily guarded, and our army transferred dozens of searchlights to illuminate the embassy from all directions, so as to prevent the Soviet staff inside from making small moves under the pretext of darkness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Soviets were so big-hearted that they turned on the generator to keep the embassy running normally, as if they were deliberately demonstrating to the Chinese army.

Moreover, the Soviet embassy has been using radio to communicate with the outside world, and in order not to provoke Moscow, the Chinese military has not carried out electromagnetic interference to the Soviet embassy, so that at least Moscow can know that China has not attacked the Soviet embassy by force, so that the Soviet Union has no reason to retaliate against China.

I'm afraid that the people in the Soviet embassy don't know that Otulov and Butolin have been arrested until now, and if they know about this, it is estimated that Moscow will be boiling, and maybe they will immediately send troops to start a war in South Asia. Because these two people know too much confidential information about the Soviet army, once the two confess, there will be no secret about the movements of the Soviet army in South Asia.

The Soviet embassy was tense, while the French embassy was relaxed, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of food. The soft sound of a cello came from the three-storey French villa, and in order to entertain the guests, the French even prepared a live band, and the style of this banquet was indeed very high!

The French Embassy has been preparing for this dinner for a long time, and all kinds of ingredients, including the chef, are flown in from France, and the food prepared is naturally exquisite.

When Chen Xu arrived in front of the embassy, the embassy was already very lively, looking through the open eight-character gate, most of the people inside were Chinese officers wearing a color military uniform, and the embassy was full of guards, and there were even a few tanks hidden in the bushes or behind the buildings not far away, and they would quickly come out to protect the security of the embassy once something happened.

After entering the room, Chen Xu found that the French ambassador not only invited high-ranking officers of the Chinese military in Hanoi, but also invited some diplomats from other embassies.

Fortunately, most of the senior officers of our army can speak some English, and those who do not understand foreign languages will not come to the banquet.

"I didn't expect it to be a buffet-style banquet, I thought it was a big meal around the table!" Chen Xu saw his father sitting at a table in the banquet hall, with two plates full of food in front of him, eating happily, Chen Xu filled himself three cakes, a piece of pudding and a few biscuits, and walked over to sit and dine with his father.

"Such a big person still eats sweets! Hurry up and eat a piece of meat to pad your stomach. Chen Zhuo raised his head and saw his son coming, pushed away a stool for Chen Xu to sit down, glanced at his plate full of cakes and biscuits, complained a few words, and then forked a piece of steak that had only a few bites into Chen Xu's plate with a fork and let him finish it.

"Who asked you to clip such a large piece of steak, I can't eat it myself and I'm embarrassed to throw it away, how can I finish it!" Chen Xu saw that this cow was drained and smart, and it was almost raw after only three or four years of frying, and it was strange that his father could eat it!

"This capitalist thing is just weird, the beef is not cooked, how can I eat it! The French cook who fried the steak was speaking bird language that I couldn't understand, so I asked him to fry it better, and as a result, I couldn't eat it raw. Daddy picked up a piece of foie gras and stuffed it into his mouth, shrugged his shoulders.

"This is the most tender French veal tenderloin, fried too cooked and old, it is best to eat it half-cooked, the best in French cuisine is foie gras and snails, you just eat these two, other large pieces of meat do not touch, it is definitely not in line with the taste of the Chinese!" Chen Xu is also very nerve-wracking about such a large steak, but it is obviously not polite to eat buffet leftovers on such a diplomatic occasion, he can only stuff it into his stomach, and he is basically full after eating, but unfortunately this time he came to the banquet for dessert, and now he can't eat anything.

"Young people nowadays can't do it, I think when I was your age, it wasn't a problem to eat three pieces of such a steak." Seeing Chen Xu eat the whole steak, Dad took a piece of biscuit and threw it into his mouth, and continued vaguely: "It's a pity that the whole country was very poor in that era, let alone such a large steak, it is considered happy to be able to eat a few taels of meat every month." At that time, I wanted to eat but couldn't eat, and now I have to eat but can't! ”

"Hey...... It's just a steak, and it makes you feel emotional, and when I digest it for a while, I'll ask me how many more cakes I'll eat. Chen Xu looked at the delicate cream cake on the table, touched his somewhat swollen stomach with some reluctance, and felt that he should be able to eat something after a while.

"You eat here first, I'll go and thank the French ambassador for his hospitality!" Chen Zhuo smiled and patted Chen Xu's shoulder, wiped his mouth and got up to leave.

The French ambassador was a good man, and after the banquet began, he wandered among the senior Chinese officers, almost gossiping, and in any case could make everyone laugh with a few witty words.

As the tallest officer present, Chen Zhuo took the initiative to speak, and the French ambassador immediately responded with a spirit of 12 points.

Chen Xu is eating luxurious French food and listening to classical music played by a live band, as if he is on vacation in Paris.

After drinking a bowl of millet porridge from the boss of the imperial capital, he touched his stomach with a faint swelling pain, and in the early years, he carried a burden of seventy or eighty pounds to follow the troops during the Long March, and he was often full and hungry, and his work and rest were unstable, and his stomach was damaged at that time. Although the living conditions were better later, and the stomach disease would be cured for a while, the old problems of the old age and youth had resurfaced, and I didn't dare to eat more at night, so I could only eat some liquid food to warm my stomach.

"How's going on in Hanoi? If you have any situation, you must report it to me as soon as possible. After the boss soaked in hot water, he reclined on the recliner and read a book, the more the country was nervous, the more the boss would sink down to find a time to read, so that his emotions could be soothed, so as to avoid being crushed by the heavy state affairs, but he couldn't really care about anything, and when he saw half of it, he didn't forget to look up and give him an order to the secretary general who poured him tea next to him.

"Hanoi is doing well! I heard from the French president that their embassy in Hanoi held a banquet and invited the senior generals of the Eastern and Western Route Armies to finish the meal, and it is said that the ingredients were all shipped from France, and a three-star chef was specially brought in! The secretary general said with a smile, so that the boss could read the book with peace of mind.

"Can these guys eat French food when they fight? When we were fighting, it was good to have a nest to gnaw, but most of the time we could only go hungry. Now that the conditions are good, fighting a war is not like a war......"

Hearing that the troops on the front line were actually attending the banquet, the boss understood that the battle on the front line should be very stable, otherwise the officers would not be so relaxed, and they were worried about nothing, so they continued to read with peace of mind.