Kasim's performance is certainly surprising.

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

When Zhuang Yan tasted the contents of the dinner plate, he felt that Kasim's reaction was completely normal.

This can be called breakfast! ?

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

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

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

The food of the "Red Arrows" brigade is four meals a day, excluding temporary extra meals for special night training.

For breakfast, fritters are fried with soy milk and steamed buns, and occasionally there are dumplings.

Zhuang Yan has been in the field army. During the field army period, Zhuang Yan had the best meals in the training team. After all, it was a high-intensity training unit.

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

The food standard of the grass-roots company of the Eighth Company was originally very low, so they had to rely on subsidies such as sideline business and pig raising to enrich the dining table of officers and soldiers.

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

When the food on the plate fell into his solemn eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes. He raised his head and asked the fat man in the white chef's apron who was in charge of distributing the food in a half-baked T, "That's all?"

"Of course!" The fat man with an outrageous nose of wine lees was still holding a spoon in his hand, but he had spread it out to both sides, and in turn looked solemnly with a surprised expression: "Do you still want one? camel?"

It looks like these are the things.

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

The cafeterias of the Special Forces School are centralized. Unlike the domestic troops, each company has its own cafeteria, but this is not the case here.

There is only one dining hall here. To be precise, it is called a restaurant.

Indeed, the interior decoration is much more refined than that of the military canteens in China, and it is not much better than the decoration in the western restaurants on the domestic streets.

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

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

But the food on the plate was terrible.

A few olives look like the ones eaten on Air T planes, a box of chocolate sauce the size of a matchbox, and a box of cheese smaller than a carton of drinks, three slices thick About 1.5CM slices of bread, three slices of light yellow cheese, plus 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 worse is that Ruluo still has a bit of salty and sour taste, not the kind that has a mild sweetness like the one I used to eat at home.

The rest are three small olives that have been marinated by some unknown technique, and they are in the same vein as those unfortunate things in the plane meal. They have the same taste, salty, astringent and sour.

Let's say it's an appetizer...

The food here only needs to be appetized to finish eating?

But that little bit of chocolate sauce is delicious.

Full marks for sweets.

Unfortunately, only one bite.

Zhuang Yan finally picked up the box of chocolate sauce, licked it with his tongue once, and rolled the remaining bits of 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 full like him.

Wei Shuping, who is from Sichuan, 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. When you arrive in country T, you can only do as the locals do.

Zhuang Yan even devoured those few olives that were hard to swallow.

"Are you full?" he asked Cui Weinan.

Cui Weinan didn't answer the solemn question directly, but said, "I finally understand why Staff Liu brought more baby porridge before he came. The people here who can fill their stomachs are probably in kindergarten."

Zhuang Yan said, "Why did I hear that people here like to eat meat before I came here? Why did I see meat on our table?"

"Maybe it's breakfast!" Wei Shuping comforted himself and said, "Foreigners like bread, black tea, etc. When it's lunch, I guess it will be fine."

Solemn can only pin his hopes on lunch and dinner.

Now, solemnly understood why Kasim 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 large mouths in country H, and eating these sour, salty, and oil-free things here will really make him want to live!

After breakfast, the three of them were not full.

But you can't give any opinions, lest people say that the soldiers are spoiled and spoil their image.

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

"Follow me to get your personal supplies."

The logistics office is in a corner of the campus, an inconspicuous small building with a huge warehouse behind it.

Entering inside, a non-commissioned officer with glasses received Ahmed and the solemn group.

After Ahmed filled out N forms and had Zhuang Yan and others sign it, the personal supplies were finally received.

This includes the school's pass, a local bank card~lightnovelpub.net~ two sets of blue and black anti-terrorist uniforms, two sets of camouflage uniforms, two pairs of mountain combat boots and an anti-terrorist hood, one printed with underwater Blue and black cap with special forces badge.

There are also combat equipment such as marching rucksacks, various holsters and station tactical vests, body armor, Kevlar helmets, etc.

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

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

Ahmed explained: "This is the account used when your country provides subsidies for you. The school starts on the 12th, so on the 12th of each month, a sum of money will be credited into your account. When you need to use it, You can go to the bank in the city to get it."

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

$280.

Zhuang Yan has no concept of this number.

Zhuang Yan and his two partners quickly knew how much purchasing power the money could have.

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