The army of the Brotherhood of Steel is still in its inception stage, and many places are not formal, especially the newly formed cannon fodder battalion, which lacks many facilities and equipment. For example, there is no perfect logistics system. Even the simplest food problem has not been solved.

This is also the reason why the Iron Brotherhood can't wait to pull this team onto the battlefield. After delaying for too long, this team is afraid that it will collapse.

As of now, it is also very troublesome for soldiers from the cannon fodder battalion to have a meal. After the cooks in the kitchen are ready, each class will send someone to collect it. If someone makes a bad move, a certain class may not be able to receive their own food.

Zhou Qingfeng led the team to join the cannon fodder camp, and he was very nervous all day. He wanted to unite the sixteen people, but this time was really not enough. It could only help everyone improve their confidence and become familiar with each other. At least they could pull it out, so don’t fall behind halfway.

So the people in the "Hugo Class" don't go out all day long, and they all stay in the tent and don't know what they are doing? In contrast, other cannon fodder classes are really crazy in the end. They all feel that they will go to the battlefield tomorrow, go crazy and eat and drink, even if they are exhausted, it doesn't matter. Anyway, they will probably die tomorrow, but I want to be a full devil!

When it was dark and night, the white officers ran out to strictly enforce military discipline, requiring all soldiers to return to the tent and not to make any noise. Due to lack of electricity and fuel, the entire military camp was pitch black, but the somewhat hazy moonlight passed through the clouds, and the whole world was very cold.

And in this quiet night, the tent of the "Hugo Ban" was suddenly lifted up, and Qi Guangrong quietly emerged and walked silently to the back door of the "Culu". The "dog meat" guarding the "Culu" suddenly let out a low roar and emerged from the roof of the car.

Qi Guangrong immediately raised his finger and snorted, "It's me, I'll get the things."

The rear door of the 'Cougar' opened, and Rom poked his head out from it. Seeing the entire barracks were silent, he held a wooden box and handed it to Qi Guangrong, and told him: "Be careful, don't let people discover it. It's too easy for us to do this to attract hatred."

Qi Guangrong nodded, took the wooden box and ran towards a corner of the military camp. During the whole process, Zhou Qingfeng and the butcher were guarding the distance with the night vision device, and used radio to direct their men to avoid the patrol white soldiers.

With Qi Guangrong leading the way, the entire Hugo class came out of the tent in a series. Everyone kept quiet as much as possible, without making any sound.

Qi Guangrong ran to the military officer of the cannon fodder battalion with a wooden box in his arms, knocked on the door of the simple room, and the white officer in charge of eating, drinking, defecation and urination appeared. When he saw Qi Guangrong's smiling face, he quickly waved his hand to let him enter the room.

The logistics officer used a flashlight to pry open the wooden box brought by Qi Guangrong, and inside it was a can of Spam meat that the soldiers were terrified of. He whispered: "A four-to-one exchange ratio."

Under the light and dark light, Qi Guangrong put on an old farmer-like smile. The old man in his forties already had deep head-up patterns. He looked at him honestly, but he raised three fingers and said, "Sir, I agreed to have three to one, four to one, so I'm too insincere."

"Then I refuse the deal."

"Then we'll eat Spam at most."

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and Qi Guangrong kept smiling, but the logistics officer on the opposite side was in a state of uncertainty, so in the end, the exchange was carried out on three to one.

What to exchange? Of course, I exchanged Spam, which can eat dead people, for normal order bread, jam, cream, chocolate, and even fresh canned bacon and fruit. In short, there was no shortage of supplies in the apocalyptic period, but it was just a barrier to production and circulation, which made many people unable to eat or use.

"We also need some soybeans, mung beans, rice and flour. As long as you can get it, please contact Lena. Miss Fox by this communication channel. We will give you the best price." Qi Guangrong has been in the bottom of society for more than ten years and is very adaptable to this sneaky transaction in front of him.

Seeing the arrogant white elites who used to do such shameful things with him, Qi Guangrong even felt an inexplicable sense of joy. The logistics officers on the opposite side could embezzle a lot of supplies originally given to the soldiers. Anyway, eating a piece of bread is the same as a piece of Spam, and eating canned meat is easier to fill.

When Zhou Qingfeng drove into the military camp in a "cougar", in addition to a lot of ammunition, there were also boxes of Spam in the wide carriage. After the busyness of the middle of the night, all Spam had been replaced with a more delicious meal. Although the quantity was reduced, at least it would not make people want to go crazy after eating.

Waiting for the early morning of the next morning, the entire military camp woke up. Today is the day when the cannon fodder battalion is about to go to war. More than 2,000 people from all over the battalion will carry several tugboats to Queens, trying to land on the beach to harass it to relieve the pressure on the Brotherhood of Steel in the Broncos area.

Before leaving, there should naturally be a delicious meal to increase morale. However, what I received today was a box of canned food. It is said that after killing Queens, everyone could only eat canned food every day. As usual, Rom went to collect it but still had nothing.

"Spam?" Marco felt gastric acid when he saw the canned meat he was given to him. Looking at the date above, he was even more crazy. "Are you wrong? This was actually produced in 1940s, authentic US military food in World War II!"

There were three boxes of Spam a day, and Marco received ten boxes at one time. That is to say, he would eat this for breakfast, lunch and dinner in the next three days.

"Come on, this is a blanket! One by one." The quarantine officer sent blankets to all the cannon fodders. He contacted Lina Fox overnight and exchanged extremely low prices for these military blankets from decades ago.

Because of the excellent exchange ratio, the quarantine officer was even praised by the superiors. As for the non-white soldiers below who were willing to use these old and hairy blankets, the white officer didn't care at all.

Marco also received his blanket, which means that if he could climb to the beach in Queens alive, he would have to cover the broken blanket to sleep at night.

"Hey, this is also the remaining supplies of the US military in World War II. This is what the bastard found out from the garbage dump?" The soldiers who received the blanket complained, and everyone hated these broken blankets.

And Marco had no choice. For him, it would be good to have food and drink now and survive. In fact, he had thought that if he had listened to Zhou Qingfeng and led thousands of old and young men on the entire Chinese Street to Manhattan, New York, he would have been much better than now. At least a few thousand people could unite and overcome many difficulties.

But nothing is useless to say now!
Chapter completed!