The material ashore, which is well known to any military fan of the old world, but in this new world equivalent to the old world of the Ming Dynasty, the vast majority of the army and even the commander do not feel anything about it, so this group of veterans of Dongfang Port was at the forefront of the world at the beginning, not only that, but also far ahead.

Unlike the logistics of those armies in this time and space, the Chinese Marine Corps uses more mechanical equipment for shipment, such as the Fu boat on the left side of the trestle, the crane is putting a rope net pocket down, which is full of various supplies, food, equipment, water tanks, ammunition, etc., which are covered by a large wooden plank underneath to prevent it from being scattered everywhere due to imbalance. On the trestle, the soldiers who were in charge of carrying it had also surrounded them, and they were not using their hands to catch the hanging barns, but dragging large carts one by one, which had just been unloaded from the Fu boat on the right not long ago, and at this moment the Fu boat had finished unloading the loaded materials and began to slowly leave the trestle. At the moment, a large number of soldiers were busy running on the floating trestle, dragging or pushing vehicles transporting supplies, like busy ants running on a branch.

The soldiers on the beach were not idle, and the vigilant soldiers had already begun to advance to the edge of the woods and began to dig foxholes on the spot. In front of the foxhole, soldiers were dragging what appeared to be metal threads, twisting them into circles, which became longer as they pulled them, and they pulled these lines and swam between the trees, as if pulling out a metal net. Others chop down the low bushes between the trees with their machetes, chopping them up and moving them to the beach.

Someone leveled the ground on the beach, piled up the ground with sand to ensure that it was the same height as the mud next to it, and many soldiers were busy, and the whole looked orderly from a distance.

"Oh my God, each of them seems to know what they're supposed to do, how do they do it?" Mycenae said in some surprise, Kirkman next to him did not put down the telescope in his hand, but said in a low voice, "The hobby of the Chinese is training." ”

"We've trained too, but ......," Russell interrupted Kirkman before he could finish his sentence, "our training and theirs are completely different things, they have a plan for whatever they do, and our spies in Vostochny Harbor have said that they have a plan even where everyone should go to the toilet, you see, there should be a hole dug for the toilet." As he spoke, he gestured to a few soldiers in the distance.

The Marines were digging a hole in the dirt by the beach with shovels in their hands, it was not big, but it was a little deep, and at first glance it looked a bit like the pit on the big one.

"What does it mean to go to the toilet?" Russell asked a little curiously, Kirkman couldn't help but glance at him, "Chinese believe that epidemic diseases are caused by many kinds of very small and tiny bugs, such bugs are a hundred times thinner than our hair, they reproduce and spread in feces, if you don't pay attention to contact feces, then it is likely to spread diseases." ”

"What does this have to do with going to the toilet?" Russell failed to understand Kirkman's explanation, but continued to ask, making Kirkman a little angry, "Let's put it this way, toilet is a term invented by the Chinese, and they even invented the name of Mederno, the toilet is a place used to load feces, if it is a Wuguo person, it should be called a mao pit." ”

"Under the conditions of this war, do you have to dig a special pit to contain the dung? Isn't that too laid-back? Mycenaean smacked his lips twice, "If you have this time, you might as well prepare something to eat earlier, by the way, we haven't eaten yet." ”

They had been lurking here since the morning, and it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and they had not eaten, and they were inevitably a little hungry. However, their current energy is not too focused on hunger, and now the entire fleet of the Chinese has not yet eaten, so let's see how they solve the food problem.

Just as they were discussing lunch, a small tonnage fortune ship headed towards the position of the floating trestle, and the crowd that was busy on the pier stopped, even the fortune ship that had been unloading supplies stopped unloading at this moment. When the boat was docked, someone lowered the gangplank from the boat, and many people wearing white aprons and white hats walked down from it, and with them, there were many BMX, and on top of the car were clay jars one by one, but it was impossible to see what was inside, and it was full, and it seemed that the people who carried it were full of effort.

"This must be their food truck!" Russell said with some certainty, and Kirkman couldn't help but look at him, "How can you be sure?" ”

"It's very simple, you see the Chinese soldiers in front of you, who are already lining up there, still holding bowls in their hands." Russell said and looked at the queue waiting for the meal, "I just don't know if their meals are good or not." ”

He didn't have to worry about this problem, and now the soldiers in line looked impatiently at the dining cart still on the trestle in the distance, almost wanting to see through it. They still started the exercise early in the morning, and they had been exercising a lot for the past five or six hours, and they were indeed hungry for a long time. Originally, everyone was given military rations to enjoy when there was no hot meal supply during the battle, but the scale of this joint exercise was quite high, not only to train them as marines, engineers, militia and other combat units, but also to train auxiliary units in logistics and supply, so the military rations were all collected and had to wait for the cooking company to deliver them.

However, the Cooking Company was an army unit, and it was not easy to cook in the rolling waves, so even if they were assigned a fortune boat to prepare the meal, it still took about three hours more to get the meal ready. The cooks of the cooking company were all brought out by Tang Shuai and Tian Hua, although they were preparing food on the unsuitable ship, but the dishes they prepared still made the waiting soldiers drool. As a food truck was dragged to the food distribution area to start distributing, the soldiers were almost blinded by the various foods on it.

The big steamed buns and big buns of Baihuahua are full of bamboo baskets one after another, and the big jar next to it is full of soy milk, which is still steaming at the moment. Further on, the jars were full of brown rice, and the cooks stood in front of the rice bowls with shovels in their hands, turning the whole piece of rice inside. Walking forward, one by one the jars were filled with corn and potatoes that had been boiled into a paste, and there were many jars with green vegetables and tofu fish soup, which were all white, and at a glance they knew that they were cooked very strongly, and the fragrance was tangy, so that the soldiers who smelled it poured over to this side.

"It smells so good!" "There are fish! It smells so good! Bring me a piece! The soldiers stretched out their empty bowls to the cook, who waved his hand impatiently, "Let's go and get dinner first!" ”

Although in the old world, all kinds of health experts were always able to tell the people in a variety of ways that they could not eat soup and rice, but everyone would selectively ignore these health theories. Nowadays in the Oriental Port, although livestock breeding has begun to get on the right track, the breeding center is full of pigs running around, but it is still difficult to be able to eat meat with an open stomach, so in the third year after the crossing, fish is still the best choice to supplement the protein needed by the human body. But if you want to make the fish piece by piece, you must have a lot of oil to process, although the oil crop production in the Oriental Port is now abundant, but it is far from enough in industrial production, so although the fish in the Senate are full, they must all be boiled. The boiled fish is popular, and the fish soup is even more popular, so the fish soup and rice are basically the favorite of soldiers of all arms.

"Looks like their food is very popular!" Russell quietly wiped the corners of his mouth, and the saliva just now flowed out uncontrollably. "Yes! I really don't know how their stuff tastes! Mycenae also said a little depressed, "Let's eat something first!" ”

The group of Chinese soldiers in the telescope got the food, sat on the beach one by one and began to eat, but the three Maidno generals still saw with certainty that the soldiers on duty in the distance were still at their respective posts, although they turned back one by one, but no one left their posts. At this time, many soldiers who had already finished their meals walked towards the sentry's position with their bowls of cooked food, and they were there to deliver food. Even in the case of exercises, the Senate army regarded them as in a state of imminent battle, and the sentinels could not leave their posts, so their meals were brought by soldiers who were not on duty.

At this moment, the beach is full of soldiers sitting or squatting on the ground, without exception, holding a large wooden bowl in their hands, and they all look like they are eating quite happily. "What's inside should be delicious." The more Russell looked at it now, the more he felt that his stomach was stirring, and he turned to look at the orderlies behind him, and the orderlies who came with him had not eaten at the moment like them - just kidding, the general didn't eat, how could the soldiers below secretly eat first?

"You eat first, I'll see first, I'm not hungry yet." Kirkman said lightly, the telescope did not leave the soldiers on the beach. As soon as the orderlies heard the order to eat, their faces all showed joy, and some of them hurriedly took out the dry food they carried.

These dry foods are a must-have meal at sea that Medeno people often have the opportunity to eat - nautical biscuits, but these biscuits are not comparable to the biscuits that everyone in the old world can buy from any supermarket, most of these biscuits have to be baked three or four times to ensure that there is not a single trace of water in them, but even so, these hard biscuits are often burrowed with weevils, and even if they are thrown on the table, the biscuits can be seen walking on their own...... Of course, this is also a recreation of the Navy, the Weevil Race.

Such a hard biscuit is definitely able to test the hardness of a person's teeth when eating, in fact, it is no different from a brick, not to mention smashing the enemy to death when fighting, it is no problem to hurt people, this kind of thing must be eaten first with a blunt instrument such as a hammer, and then soaked in the soup, and then completely soaked before eating, I really don't know how those weevils can eat in such hard biscuits.

Of course, it is the general who eats today, and the natural hard biscuits are still a little more elegant, at least there are no weevils in them, and because of the small number of baking, the hardness of these hard biscuits will not knock the big teeth. However, since it is not far south of the port of Champong, which is close to the Chinese's sphere of influence, if you make a fire, it will definitely attract the attention of the Chinese, and it is still in the period of war between the two sides, and if it is discovered, it will be attacked by the Chinese, so they cannot make a fire here to cook soup.

Fortunately, there is still a solution - among the various strange products of the Chinese, there is one that is particularly suitable for the current situation, that is, the thermos flask, although because there is no rubber that can be used as a gasket to isolate the air, there will always be more or less air in the vacuum of the thermos flask, but it is a thermos flask after all, and the thermos flask held by an orderly soldier at this time is filled with a bottle of thick soup. They carefully poured the soup into a bowl and gently stirred the broken hard biscuits into the soup.

"I really want to eat the combat meal of the Chinese, I wonder if they will eat such hard biscuits and corned beef like us at sea?" Mycenae smiled wryly as he took the soup soaked in hard biscuits. Kirkman next to him didn't look at him at all, and said to himself there, "The Chinese are very concerned about what soldiers can eat, they also have naval food at sea, and we people there seem to be quite good food, they have a special restaurant on board." ”

"We have a restaurant too." Russell frowned and took a sip of the soup, the obvious taste failing to resonate with him. Kirkman shook his head, "Our cafeteria is for officers, and soldiers have to squat on the deck when they eat, and all of them can enter the cafeteria to eat. ”

"Everyone?" Russell was stunned, "Are you sure it's everyone?" How many hundred people are on a boat? Where can I find a place to open a restaurant? ”

"I don't know how they did it, but they have fewer guns on their ships than we do, and now they are building self-propelled ships that don't need sail cables, and they definitely need less personnel than we do." Kirkman said and sighed, "The big ship they are building right now is bigger than our Edge class, at least a third longer, it should be launched in the next few days, I really hope to find a chance to see their big ship." ”

"What people! Password! Suddenly a loud roar came from the north side of the forest, startling the Medeno people, and when they looked at it, it turned out to be several Chinese soldiers in blue uniforms, with rifles in their hands, about to aim this way.

"Run! Fast! Fast! Mycenae hurriedly pulled Russell, who was still in a daze, and ran south behind Kirkman, followed by several scrambled orderlies, one of whom was still holding the thermos face up, the soup in it was scattered all over the ground, and there were several bowls scattered on the ground, and a voice in the panic said angrily, "Damn! I can't even eat the rice that reaches my mouth! ”