Being able to eat fresh vegetables made these SWAT team members speed up their pace and rush to the canteen as if they were running.
The delicious aroma of long-lost food filled the air, making the SWAT team members who rushed into the canteen like swarms of swarms swallow their saliva.
They haven't smelled such an alluring fragrance for a long time. Although the taste and texture of self-heating food are acceptable, how can self-heating food compare with the freshness of fresh food!
In the cafeteria, the master chef picked up a frying spoon after a long time, and a large tray was placed on the counter. Although due to limited materials and conditions, he could only use an induction cooker and a small wok, the master chef still worked hard to make a large pot of fragrant dishes. , loading it from the wok to the tray.
In fact, the master chef has very little seasoning and other auxiliary ingredients on hand when cooking, and all he can put in is oil and salt, but even so, the fragrance of fresh food is still very attractive.
Smelling the tangy aroma and looking at the attractively colored dishes in front of them, everyone couldn't help it.
I rushed to the counter and looked at the dishes the master put on the tray. While swallowing crazily, I asked the master: "Master, what's the dish today?"
"Stir-fried rat meat with cabbage! Fresh cabbage plus fresh rat meat!" The master chef seemed to be afraid that the SWAT team members would worry about the rats being unclean. He also emphasized: "Don't worry, I will wash and peel every one of these rats." Yes, there’s no dirt or smell at all, and it tastes just like chicken.”
Of course, rat meat cannot be regarded as a serious ingredient. For the master chef, if it were before the disaster, who would have dared to ask him to cook with a rat, it would be an insult to him, and he could pick up a kitchen knife and turn it into a dish. .
But now is the end of the world, so we won’t mention pork, beef, and mutton, and even settle for second best. Chicken, duck, and fish have become very rare.
You may still see chickens and ducks, but the fish are basically extinct, even though this city is close to Yunmengze, which was originally the land of fish and rice in Dongting.
Although there is a large-scale labor reform farm in this city, under the current situation, the output of agricultural and sideline products can no longer be counted on. The situation at the labor reform farm is even worse than in the urban area.
So rats, which were originally looked down upon, have now become good meat.
Of course, the SWAT team members also knew the situation, and naturally they would not dislike the master chef cooking rat meat for them. However, the taste of the dish of stir-fried rat meat with cabbage still made the SWAT team members a little uneasy.
Although rats and mushrooms are now being eaten in the shelter, the SWAT team's supplies are still sufficient. They have been eating self-heating food for the past two months, and they have never tasted rat meat, so they are a little scared.
However, after not eating fresh food for two months, these SWAT team members used their appetite to overcome the little resistance in their hearts.
"Master, give me one first! More dishes!" A SWAT team member couldn't hold himself back and took a dinner plate from the side and handed it to the master.
The master chef happily scooped up a spoonful of stir-fried rat meat with cabbage, and after shaking it, put it on the plate. He scolded the SWAT team member: "There are only so many dishes. If I give you more, others will have less!" Also, wash your hands before eating!”
"Hahaha! Did you hear that? Go wash your hands!" The other SWAT team members burst into laughter.
Qin Lan felt the lively atmosphere of everyone and couldn't help but smile on her face. Since the disaster struck, everyone has not been so lively and happy for a long time.
This made her feel happy, so she walked forward and lined up with everyone to wait for food.
Qin Lan felt that whether the food was delicious or not was secondary. The most important thing was that everyone was so happy.
"It looks like this meal is worth it." In the corner of the cafeteria, Uncle Ding and another man in police uniforms looked at the rare lively atmosphere in front of them, and they couldn't help but smile.
"It's really worth it. In the past two months, the atmosphere was too depressing and the morale of the team was also very low. Now that I can make everyone happy, my job as a political commissar will be much easier." Uncle Ding sat next to him. It was the political commissar of the SWAT team. The low morale and depressive atmosphere of the SWAT team had worried him for a long time.
Hearing what the political commissar said, Uncle Ding felt the same way.
For the SWAT team, personnel training and weapons and equipment are of course the top priority, but morale cannot be ignored.
If a person is in a state of depression and tension for a long time, the person's emotions will collapse.
No one can imagine what kind of extreme behavior a person who has an emotional breakdown will do, especially if this person is a special police officer who has received professional training and has weapons in his hands.
"In that case, political commissar, do you think the matter of trading supplies with that private shelter can be settled?" Uncle Ding asked the political commissar. Although he, as the captain, could settle this matter, he still has to ask for permission. The political commissar agreed: "Or should we hold another meeting of the party group?"
The political commissar pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "In principle, I agree with this matter, but let's discuss it again at the party group meeting. The more it is now, the more we can't have a talk to avoid being gossiped about."
Although it is now the end of the world, the national order and government institutions are still functioning normally, and the procedures that should be followed should still be followed again.
When Uncle Ding saw what the political commissar said, he had no objection. He knew that even if he went to the party group meeting to go through it, the matter would still be passed.
After talking about this topic, the political commissar suddenly asked Uncle Ding: "Speaking of which equipment Lao Li and the others are going to escort today? So many people have to be dispatched."
"It's the oxygen-generating equipment assigned to each shelter. Before the disaster, scientists had predicted that humans would face hypoxia problems after the meteorite impact." Uncle Ding had read the information sent by the city government and still knew about this matter. Some inside information: "This matter is still confidential, don't tell anyone."
"Don't worry, I know the severity." The political commissar also nodded seriously. He knew that if this matter was known to the ordinary people in the shelter, it would definitely cause panic or even riots.
However, while understanding the importance of the matter, the political commissar was also somewhat curious and concerned: "It is said that it is allocated to each shelter, but has our police station been allocated one?"
"It's been assigned and is being installed now." As the captain of the SWAT team, Uncle Ding naturally knew about this. He explained to the political commissar: "The entire set of equipment is installed in the center room of the air circulation duct that was previously reserved. "
"Is that place used to house this? I asked why such a big room was reserved, and it was made like a pool." The political commissar suddenly realized, and finally understood what the reserved space in the shelter was used for. . (End of chapter)