Qasim's performance was certainly surprising.

But when Yan Yan got his own breakfast in the dining room, he was no longer surprised.

When Solemn tasted the contents of the plate, he felt that Qasim's reaction was simply too normal.

Can this be called breakfast!?

It's a pity that Zhuang Yan is not religious, otherwise he would have shouted "OH -MY -GOD!" like other foreign colleges! ”

In the domestic special forces, the cost of food is the highest among all army units, and the standard has actually reached the standard of air service stoves.

If we want to compare food with special forces like "Red Arrow", it is estimated that the submarine force of the Navy can be compared, and the pilots of the Air Force are all officers, and their nature is different.

The "Red Arrows" brigade is fed four meals a day, not including temporary extra meals due to special night training.

Fried buns with fried dough sticks and soy milk for breakfast, and occasionally dumplings.

Zhuang Yan was in the field army, and during the field army period, Zhuang Yan's best food was in the teaching team, after all, it was a high-intensity training unit, and it was impossible to maintain high consumption if the food was not good.

But compared with the "Red Arrow", it is a big difference.

The food standard of the grass-roots company of the old Eighth Company was originally very low, so it had to rely on subsidies and subsidies such as sideline jobs and pig raising to enrich the dining tables of officers and men.

Even if the food like Lao Balian's food is still superior to the food of the most powerful amphibious special operations school in country T.

When the food on the plate fell into solemn eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes, and looked up and asked the fat man in charge of distributing the food in a white chef's apron in half-baked T-language: "That's all?" ”

"Of course!" The fat man with a big outrageous rosacea nose still had a spoon in his hand, but he had already opened it to the sides, and in turn looked solemn with a very surprised expression: "Do you still want a camel?" ”

Looks like that's it.

Zhuang Zheng had no choice but to walk away with the plate.

The canteens of the special forces school are centralized, and unlike the domestic troops, each company has its own canteen, but here it is not.

There is only one canteen here, to be precise, it is called a restaurant.

Indeed, the decoration inside is much more exquisite than that of the military canteen in China, and it is not much better than the decoration in the Western restaurant on the street in China.

The same beige floor tiles, white curtains hang in front of the large windows, and the tables in the dining room are long strips covered with white tablecloths.

Knives, forks, salt shakers, tissue boxes, everything is available, and the plates for eating are all large porcelain white round plates.

But the food on the plate was miserable.

A FEW OLIVES LOOKED NOT MUCH DIFFERENT FROM THE ONES EATEN ON A COUNTRY T AIRPLANE PLANE, A BOX OF CHOCOLATE SAUCE THE SIZE OF A MATCHBOX, A BOX OF CHEESE SMALLER THAN A CARTON OF DRINKS, THREE SLICES OF BREAD ABOUT 1.5 CM THICK, THREE SLICES OF LIGHT YELLOW CHEESE, AND A CUP OF HOT TEA......

Sounds like a lot, right?

But when I got it in my hand, the three slices of bread were really unbearable.

After the cheese slices, three or four bites are gone.

What's even worse is that the nipples still have a little salty and sour taste, not like the faint sweet taste that I used to eat at home.

The rest are three small olives that have been pickled by unknown process, and the unlucky things in the plane meal are simply the same as the same taste, salty, astringent and sour.

Say it's an appetizer......

What do you need to be appetizing to eat here?

But that little bit of chocolate sauce is delicious.

Full marks for sweets.

Unfortunately, less than one bite.

Solemnly finally picked up the box of chocolate sauce and licked it with his tongue, rolling the remaining little sauce into his mouth.

Then he took a cup of tea for a short time and looked at Cui Weinan and Wei Shuping, who were obviously not enough to eat as much as themselves.

Wei Shuping is from Sichuan, and he has been scolding himself in a low voice, saying that he forgot to ask his old family to send some chili sauce, and the bread is first-class.

There is no regret medicine in the world, and when you arrive in country T, you can only follow the customs.

Majesta even gnawed off those few hard-to-swallow olives.

"Have you eaten enough?" He asked Cui Weinan.

Cui Weinan did not answer the solemn question directly, but said: "I finally understand why I asked Counselor Liu to bring more baby porridge before he came, and the people who can fill their stomachs here are estimated to be in kindergarten." ”

Zhuang Zhuang said: "How did I hear that people here like to eat meat before I came?" How do you see meat on our table? ”

"Maybe it's breakfast!" Wei Shuping comforted himself and said: "Foreigners like bread and black tea, and when it comes to lunch, I guess it's fine." ”

Solemnity can only pin its hopes on lunch and dinner.

Now, solemnly understood why Qasim had heard that eating breakfast would be as painful as going to the execution ground.

It is estimated that this guy is used to eating beef and mutton in country H, and eating these sour, salty and oilless things here really makes him feel painful!

After breakfast, none of them had eaten enough.

However, it is not possible to give opinions, lest people say that the PLA soldiers are pampered and damage their image.

After returning to the row room and waiting for a while, Ahmet finally seemed to remember to get some supplies for the three soldiers, and finally appeared in front of the three of them.

"Come with me and get your personal belongings."

The logistics office is in a corner of the campus, a small nondescript building with a huge warehouse attached to it.

Inside, a non-commissioned officer wearing glasses received Ahmet and the group.

After Ahmed filled out N more forms and asked Zhuang Yan and others to sign, the personal belongings were finally received.

This included a school pass, a local bank card, two blue-and-black anti-terrorist suits, two camouflage uniforms, two pairs of mountain combat boots, an anti-terrorist hood, and a blue-black peaked cap with the insignia of the underwater special forces.

There are also marching backpacks, various gun holsters and standing tactical vests, body armor, Kevlar helmets and other combat equipment.

Materials such as firearms and bomb disposal tools are collected during training, and then used together and returned, so there is no need to collect them on the spot.

"What is this bank card for?" Cui Weinan asked.

Ahmed explained: "This is the account that your country uses to subsidize you, and the school year starts on the 12th, so on the 12th of each month, a sum of money will be transferred to your account, and when you need to use it, you can go to the bank in the city to withdraw it." ”

"It's really thoughtful." Cui Weinan smiled and said to Zhuang Zheng: "I now know why the state gives us a monthly subsidy of 280 US dollars, I think we are afraid that we will starve to death here, and we estimate that we will supplement nutrition by giving money." ”

$280.

Solemnity has no idea about this number.

How much purchasing power this money can have, solemn and his two partners soon knew.