At this moment, as the chef of all the dishes tonight, the chef who smiled like a Maitreya Buddha was bowing respectfully towards Chen Feng and congratulating him with a smile on his face: "Miss Leng has a delicate stomach. The marshal was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear the food in the military camp, so he asked me to take care of the kitchen. I know that you have always maintained strict military discipline, and I will never wander around in the military camp and attract attention." He raised his head and bowed to Chen Feng. Bowing, his expression became more respectful: "I'm causing you trouble."
Those who can survive in the Marshal's Mansion are all talented people.
Even such a soft-looking cook is no exception.
It sounds so nice to say that she has a delicate stomach, it must be because she is a picky eater.
Chen Fenghe did not reveal it, but Hemer greeted him specifically. He was originally a chef hired from a five-star hotel outside for lunch. The style of the food seemed a bit rough, but at least the taste was not picky. of. Who knows, around seven o'clock in the evening, a car with a special license plate drove over. A plump cook came down, with an honest face, but with just a few simple dishes, he made the whole camp smile.
He just started to pay special attention. Leng Yiyao's eyebrows stretched out from the first bite of food. Not to mention, the other trainees who were bullied and punished today had expressions on their faces that were too happy to contain themselves.
He had seen many people who loved his own women, but he never thought that Leng Ao, as domineering as a marshal, would be so doting on her. He is so considerate that even a hot meal is taken care of.
He suddenly felt a little unable to imagine what the expression on Hemo's face would be like when he cared about what Leng Yiyao had eaten tonight.
"It doesn't matter, you came here after the marshal's order." Seeing that the fat chef still lowered his head with a polite look on his face, Chen Fenghe waved his hand: "The training content this time is quite difficult, so I need to trouble you to pay more attention. , to balance the nutrition of the dishes." The meaning of his words was already obvious, he did not interfere while he was adding a small stove to Leng Yiyao in the kitchen. Of course, if it is convenient, it would be better to take care of the food for the entire military camp. After all, mental and physical exertion are the requirements of training. In other aspects, if you can treat the trainees well, then treat them well. Besides, being too special would not be good for Leng Yiyao. This is not a military academy after all.
"Understood." The chef looked up and smiled innocently. Now that you've paid your respects to the mountain gate, it's time to look at it and leave. Seeing that Chen Fenghe had nothing else to say, he turned around and left the camp.
Looking up, the moon is full and the stars are sparse.
As soon as he came today, he got into the kitchen and was so busy that he couldn't even rest his feet. I vaguely heard someone raising their voice, saying that the intensity of this training was comparable to the elite troops of "Baize".
From nine o'clock in the morning to evening, except for a little time at noon to eat and repair, the rest of the time is either on the road with heavy loads, climbing mountains and ridges, or even skydiving at night. In such a cold day, he actually ran back as if he was marching in a hurry.
The chef shook his head. He really had never seen any girl who could beat someone better than Miss Leng.
Before, when I went to the military academy, I heard that the training there was extremely hard, but every time I saw Miss Leng appearing in the cafeteria, she looked full of energy and vitality. Nowadays, the training intensity in this military camp has increased several times, and she actually practiced it so naturally...
He couldn't help but call Frey.
Before the phone rang twice, the person picked it up, obviously waiting for news from him.
"How is it?" Frey glanced at the marshal who was sitting on the sofa reading a book. His eyes followed his voice at the moment. Although there was no big expression on his face, he knew that the marshal must want to know at this moment. Leng How is the young lady doing in the military camp
He understood the Marshal's complicated emotions at this moment. Obviously he has enough ability to protect Miss Leng from worries all her life, but some people are born to spread their wings to the sky, instead of being covered in someone's arms and protected like silk flowers. The marshal loves Miss Leng so much that he is willing to free her from some worldly views. As long as she wants it, as long as she is willing, the Marshal will naturally prepare the most dazzling stage for her!
What about the empire’s traditional preference for sons over daughters
Even though she is a woman, her excellence is enough to break through all the conventions and stand out from the crowd...
For this reason, even in the details that no one pays attention to, it is no problem to plan for her bit by bit and create the most suitable environment for her.
"Miss Leng is in very good spirits. I heard that no one was as good as her in all the training items today." The chef's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone, interrupting the distracting thoughts in Frey's heart, and he suddenly felt that the whole Everyone felt a lot more relaxed.
Helmer's ears and eyes were very sensitive, not to mention that Frey turned the microphone to the maximum volume and heard every word the chef said. It was like a dark fog that disappeared in an instant.
He promised Leng Yiyao that he would not interfere in her personal affairs. This camping military training was originally the best opportunity for her to shock the trainees. Maybe, future cronies and confidants will emerge from these people. She didn't want him to be meddlesome, so he naturally did what she wanted. Afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, I didn't even arrange an eyeliner. He wasn't worried about her physical fitness and strength, but when he was eating alone at noon today, he felt something was wrong. I don’t know when I developed this habit, but it seems that dining with her has already been a tacit understanding that I developed unconsciously. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately called the chef over, packed the things and sent them to the military camp.
If someone had said before that he was so caring about other people's diet, he would probably have scoffed at it.
But now I understand that if a person is interested in someone, no matter when and where he is doing, he will not be able to help but care about the other person.
He winked at Frey, who had been with him for many years, and Frey immediately understood.
"Pay more attention. If Miss Leng needs anything, just respond. The most important thing is that the food must suit her appetite." Frey glanced at the marshal's face, and at his signal, he gave the chef a few more words before hanging up the phone.
In the study room, the atmosphere suddenly relaxed slightly.
Frey, who had been depressed all day, only felt a slight stiffness in his back, but when he saw the marshal's somewhat softened side face, under the light, he looked so handsome that he couldn't be more ordinary, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy for him.
In the past, I only thought that the Marshal was too far-fetched and too good that no one could match him. Now, the appearance of Miss Leng is like a bright light. No matter what the future holds, it seems that the Marshal has a more human aura and his whole person is much gentler.
In fact, it's strange. They are two people who are obviously the most lethal and decisive people, but there is a coldness in their bones, but when they stand together, even the sunshine seems to be much brighter.
"Make your schedule tighter tomorrow. I'll go see her in the evening." Helmer put down the book in his hand and smiled at Frey.
Frey immediately agreed, turned around, and went to the duty room to arrange the guard officer's schedule and explain all the trivial matters clearly.
At this moment, Leng Yiyao had finished her "dinner" and had no idea that the Marshal's Mansion was already busy arranging a private visit for someone incognito.
She just felt that after eating and drinking enough, the "man sweat" she had endured for a day had reached its limit.
It happened that Laura had finished eating at this time, and the two of them looked at each other, and both were a little impatient to take a bath.
Fortunately, the empire's military level and technological level are not bad either. Even though it was a barren mountain, the logistics department still made arrangements in advance, and 24-hour hot water was naturally a problem.
Chen Fenghe and the four instructors had no intention of coming out to give them another training session at night, so they directly took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.
There were only fifty-one people in total when we arrived, and the tents were limited. According to the unwritten rules in the army, the women always washed first, and when they were finished, the other male officers went in.
Kings Camp and Wellington looked at the two people's excited expressions, then lowered their heads and sniffed in hindsight.
They were probably too hungry before, and nothing was as important as their stomachs. Now that they looked back, they realized that after a whole day of high-intensity training, their military uniforms were wet with sweat, then steamed dry, then wet again after drying. , already had a bad smell. What is even more unbearable is that many people who vomited while running in the morning still have acidic water from vomiting on their clothes all the way to this day.
"Ugh~" Everyone who came back to their senses still disliked the smell on their bodies.
This group of people, who are not elites in the military world and the pride of heaven, have never been in such a mess. At this time, I thought that Leng Yiyao had been able to tolerate them for so long without embarrassing them on the spot. It was really amazing.
"Let's go out and take a breath." Seeing Kings Camp's disgusted face, Wellington shook his head in amusement. There is no ventilation in the tent, so with so many people gathered together, the smell will only become stronger. It was obviously impossible to fall asleep right after eating. They could only wait patiently for Leng Yiyao and the others to come out from the shower, then go in and take a shower to wash away the smell.
Kings Camp smiled helplessly and waved, and several other people from the General Academy also led them outside the door.
As soon as he went out, he saw a fat figure disappearing into an inconspicuous tent.
Everyone looked at each other, but understood: "Let me tell you, why did the meal just taste so familiar?" Because of Leng Yiyao's relationship, people in the military academy have long been accustomed to having toothpaste festivals on weekends. Just now Seeing the rough appearance of the dishes, I thought I was hungry, but who knew it was actually the Marshal's cook.
"I asked, are you interested in finding a job at the Marshal's Mansion after graduation?" Wellington suddenly asked.
For this class, their graduation is not far away.
Leng Yiyao takes care of Laura and the deputy monitor in every aspect, not only because they are both women, but more importantly, they may be easier for Leng Yiyao to use.
If the relationship between Leng Yiyao and the marshal continues to be so close, then it is certain that Laura and the deputy squad leader will enter the marshal's mansion and become Leng Yiyao's subordinates. What about them
If they also graduate from the military academy, can they be assigned to work in various agencies or regions on their own
Wellington finished speaking, and for a moment, no one said anything.
I thought it was just a simple training camp, but I didn't expect that future plans and decisions were already in front of me.
If before, they thought that Leng Yiyao was able to thrive in the military academy largely because of the Marshal, then today's training session allowed them to truly see the gap between Leng Yiyao and them.
Even before Leng Yiyao regained his physical strength and killed everyone in the military academy, there was no such shock to the four instructors today when he easily completed all the training projects.
How can anything be easy in this world? It's just that he is so strong that he doesn't need to spend any time in order to perform smoothly.
Even with such a high-pressure rhythm, Leng Yiyao still didn't look dirty at all. His demeanor and appearance were not affected at all. It can be seen that the strength is unfathomable.
This group of people, who had just graduated from the military academy, thought of becoming the marshal's personal guards, which was obviously a fantasy. But what if it was Leng Yiyao
As classmates, as trainees in the same period, as newcomers who are not afraid of tigers, they are also the most suitable confidant candidates for Leng Yiyao, aren't they
Everyone has a clear idea in their stomach.
Wellington just mentioned the bone refining and said nothing again.
Everyone either lowered their eyes in deep thought, or leaned against the tent and closed their eyes to rest.
It wasn't until Leng Yiyao and Luo La washed up and returned to their own tents that the whole military camp became lively again.
More than 40 men crowded together to take a shower, how could there be any peace and quiet...
Leng Yiyao and Laura laid out the quilt. When they heard the noise outside, they couldn't help rubbing their brows and smiling helplessly.
However, there was still a hint of melancholy on Laura’s face.
"Are you worried about the deputy monitor?" Leng Yiyao took one look and knew what she was thinking. After all, there were only three of them in the entire women's camp. Back then, in the military academy, the three of them shared a dormitory.
"I'm a little afraid that she won't be able to bear it." Laura didn't hide it. When she took a shower by herself just now, her whole body was so sore that she couldn't lift her hands. There are still a lot of bruises on the ankles, back, joints, etc. After a day of training, these bruises are normal. However, Laura spent two more hours of physical energy than they did for nothing. Even if she survived today, tomorrow would be a vicious cycle, adding to the tiredness.
Leng Yiyao arranged the pillows and quilts, got on the bed without hesitation, and pointed to the lamp above her head: "It doesn't matter whether you are worried or not worried. You should know that in this world, relying on anyone is a lie. The real thing is to rely on yourself. If she can't pass this level today, it's better to give up early than to lose her life for no reason at a dangerous moment in the future."
Laura was stunned for a moment, not expecting Leng Yiyao to speak so rationally, but when he raised his head and met her eyes, he realized what she meant. Back then, at the chemical base in a neighboring country, if it weren't for Leng Yiyao, their group would never have been able to successfully blow up the base with such a huge disparity in numbers. Just like what she said, if you lose here, after all, you just lose a spot, but if you force yourself to the end, one day, you may lose your own life.
Therefore, letting nature take its course is the most correct approach.
This training camp is not only a preparation for the Allied Nations competition six days later, but in a sense, is it also a test and decision for their own future
After understanding this, the knot in Laura's heart was completely resolved. He smiled relaxedly at Leng Yiyao, pulled back the quilt, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
When I close my eyes, I wake up to dawn.
The body is consumed so much that even the biological clock is completely disabled.
So much so, that when the sound of machine gun fire came from the door, Laura thought she was sleepwalking.
"Are you awake?" Leng Yiyao woke up exactly one minute earlier than her. No matter how deep her sleep was, she still maintained the vigilance she should have. She woke up when there were stranger's footsteps at the door. However, when I heard the man stopped ten meters away from the door, he suddenly stopped moving, so I didn't care about him anymore.
"Hmm." Laura squinted her eyes, but the bright sunshine outside did not wake her up at this moment. The sound of strafing, which became denser and denser, drove away all the sleepiness in her body.
She wanted to ask what happened outside, but she didn't expect that the deputy squad leader in the opposite bunk had already stood up with a pale face.
Last night, she came back too late. She almost followed the last group of people into the military camp. She barely stayed awake and took a shower. She didn't even eat, so she threw herself on the bed and fell asleep...
Looking at the bright dark circles under her eyes and her dying look, which was obviously not full of sleep, neither Leng Yiyao nor Laura spoke.
As the only person in this tent whose physical fitness was not greatly affected, Leng Yiyao walked to the vent and gently lifted a corner. For a long time, her eyes said meaningfully: "It seems that our military commander is preparing to give him the gift in person." We’ve had a lesson.”
The man holding a machine gun at the door is the instructor.
However, Chen Fenghe, who was standing in the center, was wearing a military uniform at the moment!