What a natural and pristine scenery on the desolate and ancient dirt road of the river beach when the sun sets, the golden light is scattered!

It's a pity that ......, no one enjoys the scenery. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

More than 100 armored vehicles of the 6th Tank Battalion of the US Army are marching proudly on the dirt road, but more than 1,000 people in the battalion are no longer interested in this kind of armed parade, and they just want to rush to the Yunshan camp as soon as possible to rest.

And in the middle of this elite unit of the US army is a nondescript truck. Uncle Zhou, who was originally driving, was willingly depraved into an American jeep, telling jokes like a clown, making the two American officers laugh.

On Zhou Qingfeng's truck, the 'old machine gun' who can repair but can't drive is holding the steering wheel in his hand to take the driver's place. It's just that he is not responsible for driving, only for the direction, and the truck is dragged behind a tank by a steel cable.

The 'old machine gun' in the driver's seat was like a ghost, and together with the deputy squad leader in the passenger seat, he looked at the squad leader who was talking and laughing with the Americans. Both of them were silent and completely blinded.

And in the carriage, the fighters of the same class were also dizzy. They never dreamed of today's scene in their lives -- the enemy in front and behind, and the enemy in tanks and artillery.

Tanks, armored vehicles, trucks, jeeps, all sorts of vehicles came out. The high-nosed and deep-eyed Americans were close at hand, and before 'Douding' was still asking what the black people looked like, but now, the black soldiers were right in front of them.

The convoy rumbled forward, the exhaust of the engines and the dust of the wheels choking. The head of the little soldier 'Douding' poked out of the back window of the cab, looked at the squad leader sitting on the enemy jeep not far away, and whispered: "Our squad leader can't be a spy, right?" ”

"Nonsense." The 'old machine gun' immediately reprimanded, "Zhou Da is so bold, this guy just has a lot of ghost ideas, and he must be thinking about harming people." If he were a spy, would he still be able to keep you? ”

The deputy squad leader hesitated for a moment, and also knew that the current thinking of the sharp knife squad must not be chaotic, he stood on Zhou Qingfeng's side and said: "Squad leader Zhou is a 'party activist', he is still loyal to the organization, we should believe him." ”

Yes, they've already gone deep into the enemy's nest, so what else can you do if you don't believe it? Although the whole of the Sharp Knife squad didn't understand why the Americans trusted their squad leader so easily, the current state seemed to be quite good - although they were scared half to death, at least they were alive.

As for the 6th Tank Battalion of the US Army, they fought all the way from the south and did not encounter any opponents, let alone fight with the Volunteer Army. His psychology was extremely relaxed, and he was unwary of Zhou Qingfeng and others wearing Nanbang military uniforms.

Zhou Qingfeng lied that he was a logistics officer of the 15th Regiment of the 1st Division of Nanbang, and was trapped on the side of the road because the vehicle broke down, hoping to get help from American friends. After checking the plausible pass on the radio, the Americans towed the Knife squad truck behind a tank.

The 6th Tank Battalion of the US Army was reinforced to the 8th Regiment of the 1st Cavalry Division of the US Army, and they were conducting an armed march to help the 15th Regiment of the 1st Division of Nanbang consolidate their positions.

In the eyes of the Americans, he was nothing more than a truck towed and ten 'Nanbang' soldiers, and he was also a gang of Nanbang cooks. What's special is that its squad leader bragged that he could make the best food in the world, which is guaranteed to make people have endless aftertaste.

For Americans on the Korean battlefield, talking about war is the most boring, either about women or about food. If you want to enjoy women, you can only go back to Japan, and war-torn Korea can only talk about food.

And Uncle Zhou did what he liked, and said it as if he was announcing the name of the dish one by one, and said a lot of Chinese delicacies from beginning to end. There is a vivid description of him, and many American soldiers, including two American officers, drooled.

"Rest assured, as a token of my gratitude to my American friends, I will repay you with the best cooking skills as soon as you settle down. Later, I will give you the most delicious food in the world, and it will keep you coming back for a lifetime. ”

Zhou Qingfeng is definitely not a qualified actor, but he is definitely the most shameless liar in the world. When the 6th Tank Battalion of the U.S. Army arrived at his camp in Yunshan, he blew the food all the way, and everyone was hungry.

Entering Yunshan City, the Americans couldn't wait for Zhou Qingfeng to start cooking a good meal immediately. When it comes to eating, American GIs want to talk about the second, and no one dares to say the first. With its own strong national strength, the logistics of the US military has been the most enviable in the world since the beginning of World War I.

In order to make the soldiers eat happily, the logistics personnel of the US army have struggled with their brains. And even so, the American GIs were still picky and complaining about the poor food.

When I entered Yunshan City, I was surrounded by US military vehicles coming and going, and American GIs were everywhere. However, the members of the Sharp Knife squad relaxed a bit, as they realized that these Yankees really didn't take them seriously.

Just don't take it seriously, and don't pay too much attention to us.

But it's not right to say that it's really not right, the whole sharp knife squad, including Zhou Qingfeng, was sent to the logistics office of the Eighth Regiment of the U.S. Army. The first thing to do is to take a shower!

Why take a bath? I hate them for being dirty!

The U.S. military who sent Zhou Qingfeng and others here was really eagerly looking forward to what amazing food they could make. After all, what Zhou Qingfeng said along the way was too gluttonous.

And walking into the field shower room of the U.S. Army, the turtles of the sharp knife squad sighed.

"The Americans are still fighting with bathing rooms?"

"In this winter, Americans live like emperors, and it's so comfortable to take a hot bath."

"Believe me, Americans would hate to move brothels to the battlefield if they could."

While in the shower, Zhou Qingfeng changed his previous eyebrows and asked in a serious tone: "Comrades, we have successfully penetrated the enemy, and I plan to lurk down and give the enemy a ruthless blow." But before we act, we have to gain the trust of the Americans, so we have to ...... and cook a good meal. ”

The ten men of the sharp knife class gathered together and looked at each other in the heat of the shower room. If you want them to fight and sacrifice in battle, they don't frown, but ...... they want to cook, the deputy squad leader asked tentatively: "Squad leader, do you want us to cook a meal for the Americans?" ”

"Yes, not only to do it, but to do it well! Don't tell me no one knows how to cook. I can boast to the Americans about a good meal that will make them bite their tongues off.

And I don't know how to cook, it's up to you now. Zhou Qingfeng glanced at his subordinates, expecting a surprise.

What a difficult task to give Americans a good meal!

Everyone looked at it with sad faces, and after a long time, the 'old machine gun' raised his hand in embarrassment and said, "I'll make a noodle, which is generally edible." If you want to say that you can make people bite their tongues off, it definitely won't work. ”

The deputy squad leader also raised his hand and said, "I'll make a gnocchi, that thing is ......, I think it's pretty good." But looking at the living conditions of the Americans, I am afraid that they are not qualified to make them feel delicious. ”

Seeing that everyone didn't have any good tricks, Zhou Qingfeng covered his face and said bitterly: "Do you want me to make an egg fried rice?" It's too funny, don't you have a cooking job? ”

For a long time, the little 'Douding' raised his hand and said hesitantly: "I can do 'called Flower Chicken', but I don't know if I can do it?" ”

It seems that the task is too arduous, but it is necessary to catch the ducks on the shelves. Several other fighters reluctantly raised their hands and reported what they could do.

"I can make dumplings."

"I'll shoot cucumbers."

"I'll fry a home-cooked meal."

Now I really want to be a cook.