A country in West Africa, HI rookie training camp, temporary station of Operation X troops.

As soon as the transport helicopter in which the X Force was flying landed on the plane, Crowle, in a suit and leather shoes, immediately ran towards the helicopter.

"Alice!"

Claure carefully looked at Alice who walked down the helicopter boarding ladder, and after confirming that his daughter had only suffered some superficial injuries, he stretched out his hand to Luo Sheng and said, "Thank you for saving my daughter." ”

"It should."

Luo Sheng reached out and shook Crowle's hand.

Although Claure was over fifty years old, his skin was aging, and his forehead and the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, but his pale blue eyes were still very bright and sharp.

On the back of his hand, there is also a tattoo of the US Marine Corps; This tattoo silently tells Crowle's past experience that was deliberately covered up and denied by the U.S. government.

"I've known death for years."

When Claure let go of his hand and walked side by side with Luo Sheng towards the cement building, he sighed: "When he told me that the operation to rescue my daughter would be carried out by your newly established operation force, I quarreled with him.

I think he's kidding my daughter's life, but it turns out you've done a great job, thank you! ”

After thanking Luo Sheng again, Claure said, "Although I have already paid HI, if you need it in the future, I think I can provide you with some help." ”

Luo Sheng knew exactly what Claure meant by "help."

Crow has been operating in Africa and the Middle East for many years and has his own network; If you carry out missions in Africa and the Middle East in the future, with the help of a local snake like Crowle, you can solve some tricky troubles.

After successfully completing this rescue operation, the X operation unit was given a short vacation, and during this vacation, the Grim Reaper also prepared a special gift for Luo Sheng and Xu Zilin.

"Chinese New Year's Eve dinner!?"

Xu Zilin bounced up from the bed, looked at Luo Sheng with wide eyes, and asked with a face full of disbelief: "You said that the god of death prepared a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for us!?" ”

"That's right. If it weren't for the Grim Reaper, I would have forgotten that the day after tomorrow would be the Lunar New Year. ”

Luo Sheng tried to remember when he last had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, but found that it was already a very distant thing.

The last time I had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was in the village, since he left the village and wandered alone, Luo Sheng has never had a New Year.

Every Chinese New Year's Eve, others were eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at the table, and when watching the New Year's Gala, Luo Sheng washed the dishes in the back kitchen of the restaurant.

Chinese New Year's Eve can get twice the pay than usual.

"But the god of death just prepared the ingredients for us, and we still need to make the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner by ourselves."

Luo Sheng helplessly spread his hands to Xu Zilin and said, "The chefs in the training camp don't know how to cook Chinese food, you don't want to eat salad, roast turkey and toast for our Lunar New Year, right?" ”

Hearing this, Xu Zilin immediately shook his head like a rattle.

Eat salad, roast turkey and toast and it's not New Year's, it's Christmas.

"But I don't know how to cook."

Xu Zilin looked at Luo Sheng with some embarrassment.

Wilderness survival training taught Xu Zilin how to find water outside, how to build a shelter, and how to use limited conditions to make traps for hunting......

But wilderness survival training did not teach Xu Zilin how to cook Chinese food.

What kung pao chicken, Longjing shrimp, boiled beef, sauerkraut fish, braised elbow, sweet and sour short ribs, ......, these things Xu Zilin can eat, but he can't make them.

If you want to eat, there will naturally be an executive chef of a five-star hotel to help Xu Zilin arrange it properly, and the life of the rich young master is so monotonous and boring.

The joy of cooking?

What's that? Inexistent!

"It's time for a showdown with you."

Luo Sheng tore off the velcro sticker on the left arm of his camouflage uniform and said, "Actually, I'm a special chef!" Boiled beef, Longjing shrimp, Sixi meatballs, squirrel fish, as long as there are ingredients, I can make them. ”

"Cut !!"

In the barracks, Jack, Yang, philanthropists and others raised their middle fingers at Luo Sheng in unison, obviously not believing Luo Sheng's words.

"Boss, do you really know?"

Although Xu Zilin was skeptical of Luo Sheng's words, he still had a little hope in his heart, and it was better than anything to have a hot Chinese New Year's Eve meal on the Lunar New Year.

"Just kidding, besides not being able to have children, and I won't?"

Luo Sheng put the torn Velcro back on the camouflage uniform and said, "I used to be a helper in the restaurant kitchen, as long as I can get the ingredients, I can make them." ”

"So what are you waiting for, let's do it."

Xu Zilin rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "Boss, you can do it, we will give you a hand." ”

How to use a knife to solve a person's life silently and quickly, Razor and Jack are all clear, and they can deal with it

Even because of the habit of using more ergonomic combat sabers, these people are still a little overwhelmed with bulky kitchen knives.

As a result, a group of "weird guys" with all kinds of fighting sabers and scalpels cut their throats and dissected those chickens, ducks and fish in the kitchen.

"Sister, why did you throw away all the shrimp heads?"

Seeing that Bertha threw all the shrimp heads cut off with a scalpel on the board into the trash can at his feet, Xu Zilin shouted pity.

"Do you want rhabdomyolysis?"

"What?"

"The heavy metal content of shrimp head is super high, and it is easy to get rhabdomyolysis if you eat too much, and if you don't rescue it in time, it will kill you."

Bertha held the scalpel to cut the back of the shrimp, and according to Luo Sheng's request, removed the black lines in the back of the shrimp.

Xu Zilin next to him glanced at the shrimp head in the trash can, his eyes were straight, his favorite food in the past was the shrimp head, which was plump; According to Bertha, how much heavy metal did she eat?

Xu Zilin was afraid for a while when he thought about it.

……

Donghai Municipal People's Hospital, Starbucks Cafe.

As the Lunar New Year approaches, the roads are much clearer, and there is a lot less traffic and people.

In order to avoid the peak of the Spring Festival and return to their hometowns for the New Year, some shops on the roadside hung up notices to customers early and closed their doors.

Although the plane trees on the side of the road are hung with red festive lanterns and Chinese knots, there is still a lot of "New Year's flavor" that the New Year should have.

On the street side of the café, Luo Qing was holding a cup of American, looking at the gloomy sky outside with sporadic raindrops.

A creamy cashmere sweater, washed jeans, and a pair of light brown mid-cut mocleiskin boots are simple and stylish.

The face of a little pink del makes people feel amazing, whether it is the pedestrians on the sidewalk outside the café or the customers in the café, they are all looking towards Luo Qing's location, turning back frequently.