The cooking squad leader remembered the girl and looked at him with a pair of bright cross-cock eyes and said clearly: She wanted to eat meat, and the detective squad leader had promised her that she had enough meat tubes before coming.
Thinking of this, the cooking squad leader's head ached with worry: Did the reconnaissance squad leader bring back an ancestor for them, or did he say that this girl had a grudge against the pig?
Just as these people were arguing, they heard Jin Qing's cry from inside the room: "Is there any meat left?"
Jin Qing suspected that he had been deceived and said that the meat tube was enough. Each of the four pots was filled with potatoes. Although it made his stomach full, it did not satisfy his craving at all.
After listening to Jin Qing's words, the cooking team leader said: "Yes!" Where did this gourmet come from?
In today's world, it's no longer easy to fill our stomachs, but we can still eat so much. Were these two children beaten out of their homes?
The cooks turned around silently: "emmmm" It feels like there is an extra ancestor, they should go get the pig!
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, two jeeps arrived at the military station. Several people in civilian clothes escorted a gray-haired but energetic old man down. A group of people went directly into Commander Chen's office.
Subsequently, the security in Mr. Chen’s office area was strengthened again.
About half an hour later, two people in casual clothes came out of the room and hurriedly drove away in one of the jeeps.
Mr. Chen looked at the crazy old man holding a bicycle in the room with some pain: "Mr. Zhang, is this thing really so good?"
After he reported the matter, he was mentally prepared to call back the experts because his old leader seemed to take the matter very seriously on the phone.
But he never thought that the old leader would pay such attention to it.
Although Mr. Li in front of him is not the top among the military research institutes, he is still a big shot who has devoted his life to the military industry.
This also allowed Mr. Chen to see how serious the old leader was about this matter.
After all, it is impossible for the top core scientists to leave the institute in their lifetime.
This is not just for confidentiality, but also because of their persistence in the development of national science and technology, which makes them unwilling to waste a single minute of time.
After listening to Mr. Chen's question, Mr. Zhang took the time to raise his head and glared at Mr. Chen fiercely: "What do you know? You're just a reckless man. Do you know how many things are in this car that we haven't touched the tip of the threshold yet?" Science & Technology."
Mr. Chen, who was inexplicably sprayed, touched his nose: It has been a long time since anyone dared to point at his nose and call him a reckless man.
Mr. Zhang obsessively put his hand on the bicycle and touched it up and down, as if what he was touching was not the car but the face of his lover.
After a long time, he muttered to himself: "Handle-bar control remote control, automatic transmission, power brake, high-power battery, core motherboard, super engine, such good things, only you ignorant fools will use them." It becomes a new form of transportation."
Although the materials are the most common in China, when they are put together, every part is the top technology that China has not encountered yet.
This also gave them renewed confidence. As long as they cracked the technology, they could also produce such parts in large quantities.
Mr. Chen: "Well, he really didn't know that much. He just felt that the battery felt heavy when he lifted it up, so he thought it should be a very important thing."
Mr. Zhang's mood was very complicated.
On the one hand, he was very lucky. Today he happened to come out of the research institute to drink tea with Chief No. 4. After hearing Mr. Chen's phone call saying that a new type of transportation had appeared, he thought about coming over to see the excitement, but unexpectedly he discovered Such a treasure.
But on the other hand, while he was happy, he was also a little worried. Where did this thing come from? Could it be that foreign technology has reached this level?
If this is the case, how many more years will it take for them to truly catch up with Britain and the United States?
Thinking that they had to lose a large number of soldiers every time in order to get some information from abroad, Mr. Zhang felt even worse: "Boy Chen, tell me where this thing came from."
I only heard on the phone that I got something good, but I didn't say how I got it. Now Mr. Zhang just wants to know how many people they sacrificed this time.
In terms of achievements and seniority, Mr. Zhang is considered Mr. Chen's elder. Mr. Chen can only respond to this call "boy Chen."
Hearing Mr. Zhang ask himself, Mr. Chen quickly replied: "A little girl gave it to me in exchange."
Hearing the word "little girl", Mr. Zhang immediately became vigilant: "Why does the little girl have such a thing in her hand? What is her background? Where is she now? Is she under control? She wants to use this car to exchange What, is it intelligence or secret?”
Having always been wary of the enemy, Mr. Zhang suddenly turned into a pea-shooter and sprayed questions on Mr. Chen's face one by one: To exchange such things, the other party has a big plot!
Teacher Chen looked at Mr. Zhang's guarded look and took out the nine wooden balls he had just exchanged and sent them to Mr. Chen.
After describing the power of this thing, Master Chen added at the end: "In exchange for these weapons, we can eat enough food for a month, and for that bicycle, we can eat enough meat for a month.
The little girl who changed things was also tricked by our reconnaissance team leader and is now eating in the cooking class. You can see her at any time. "
Zhang Lao looked at Master Chen dumbfounded: ""Is it that the food here has a special effect, or the enemy has used means to penetrate into our army.
In other words, the little girl who exchanged things was an ignorant fool.
There were a bunch of people eating in the canteen of the cooking class. The cook was serving food to everyone with a numb look on his face. Those who received the food were confused. Today, there was only one boiled cabbage.
A person who usually dared to speak quietly asked the cook: "Didn't you say there is meat to eat today? Why is there one less dish than usual?"
They usually eat in the cafeteria, with two dishes and one staple food. Today they got the news early that the cooking class was killing pigs, and they even trained harder than usual.
But not only was there no meat, there was even one missing vegetable.
The cook looked at the person asking the question with a grimace, forced a smile and pulled a pickle head from the side, cut off two pieces and put them in the person's vegetable basin: "That's two dishes!"
It's not that he doesn't feed these people meat, it's just that there is an enemy in the kitchen who has a grudge against pigs. It is estimated that they will not be able to eat meat before that person leaves.
The person who spoke looked at the pickle slices in his hand and asked, "Has he been deceived?"
The cooking squad leader was also tired. He had never seen a girl who was so good at eating. She actually ate a whole pig and dozens of kilograms of potatoes. Where did this girl eat all the food?
