Frankly speaking, in the minds of most Chinese people, horse meat is the worst-tasting and most unpalatable of all domestic animals.
Because the fiber of horse meat is too thick, even thicker than beef.
If it is not handled well, the taste will be quite bad.
The question is, what time is it now? The Zhongzhou team has to arrange to cook their belts and boots and eat them. What kind of bicycles do they need? As long as you think of eating meat, you can eat a serious meal of meat.
Such a thing can make people feel a huge sense of happiness.
But what everyone didn't expect was that Qingtian, the well-deserved chef in the team, still brought huge surprises to everyone with his exquisite skills.
Qingtian dares to brag about at least 18 dishes, of course he has his own confidence.
You must know that in a huge tractor factory, many owners of houses and dormitories took away all their food when they left under the threat of war.
But some cooking condiments are basically left behind.
In addition, when Qingtian came here this time, he had not forgotten to bring a pack of Chinese condiments, which naturally allowed Qingtian to solve some very critical problems in purchasing the feast.
So under the guidance of Qingtian and Chef Qing, dishes appeared one after another.
Stir-fried horse meat that goes well with wine and rice.
I used the potatoes that I had saved for tonight's dinner, and the guy stewed the potatoes with horse meat.
The horse blood sausage is poured out from the horse blood remaining in the body due to the cold weather, which froze the wound.
As well as grilled horse ribs, smoked horse meat, braised water chestnuts, stuffed horse head meat, etc., even the whole fresh horse skin is first stewed and then stir-fried by Qingtian. After being simmered over high fire, it becomes chewy and delicious.
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Anyway, it was around 7pm.
Suddenly, a fierce cold wind blew outside, and at the same time, heavy snow fell, causing the temperature to drop to minus 17 or 18 degrees Celsius.
But with many fires lit, the temperature in Workshop No. 7 was no less than 10 degrees above zero.
When a bunch of empty ammunition boxes were lined up all the way, there was a big basin on top, which contained all kinds of food processed by Qingtian's people.
Because there were too many people involved, and it was on Maozi’s territory.
So today Hu Biao asked people to prepare a buffet style with these 18 dishes.
Of course, how could we be without a warm hot pot on such a cold night? Therefore, next to each fire, three clean M35 helmets were hung, which were filled with broth cooked from big bones.
There was also a piece of horse meat that was at least the size of a child's fist, and more than three ounces each.
At the same time, several iron buckets were filled with alcohol mixed with water.
Good guy! The tantalizing smell of meat and the pungent smell of alcohol made everyone feel a little excited, with cheerful smiles on their faces.
At about 8:30 in the evening, the deputy director of the factory finally showed up after Po Luo's repeated invitations.
Along with it, there were dozens of comrades who came to support the workers.
So what! There are many things that I need to ask of these people in the future. It is very necessary to invite them over to eat, drink, and build a good relationship.
Then after some pleasantries and politeness, Comrade Chekov, the official, picked up the tin cup and first wished Comrade Steel good health.
Everyone picked up the wine glasses together, and after taking a big sip of the hot wine, the group started to move.
After a mouthful of delicious, hot horse meat was stuffed into their mouths, everyone present showed happy expressions.
That is an instinctive reaction of their bodies that are extremely lacking in nutrients.
Even the ATs and other seriously injured people were helped up from the haystack by the Mao girls.
When he saw an extra bowl of horse blood clots in front of him, which could be said to have been soaked in hot soup, the little white-collar worker's injury at that time was three points lighter.
It seems that as long as he eats this sick meal, he won't have to rest for so long to recover...
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Perhaps during the daytime today, all the bad luck of the Zhongzhou team and the new regiment had been exhausted in that tragic battle.
There is another possibility that the troops stationed near the tractor factory suffered heavy losses and it was too late to replenish them.
In other words, tonight's sudden blizzard and the harsh environment made the German soldiers give up their plans to fight.
Anyway, everything was extremely peaceful tonight. Not only were the black gunshots that would sound from time to time in the past, but there was no movement at all tonight.
Even the artillery battle between the two sides seemed to have completely subsided today.
Therefore, under this rare peaceful environment tonight, everyone in Workshop No. 7, who still sent out rotating sentries, felt even better.
Then, something like the icing on the cake happened.
The deputy director of the factory was drinking alcohol mixed with water until his big nose turned red. After getting a little drunk, he faced Hu Biao and Chekov's two officials beside him.
With a mysterious look on his face, he lowered his voice and said:
"Comrade Chekov, Comrade Hu Biao, I need to congratulate you in advance."
"What is there to congratulate? Now our new regiment only has one company of actual strength left. With the current intensity of the battle, we don't know how many more days we can hold on."
After hearing this, Chekov stood up and sighed like this.
However, soon after, Comrade Deputy Director of the Factory said a series of words that made Chekov right and all his worries disappear:
"You may have heard that although I had to quit the army and work in a tractor factory because I was lame, I still had some connections in the army.
Among them were a few old guys who happened to be working under Comrade General Chuikov at the Volgograd Front Headquarters.
So before I came here today, when I reported your losses on the phone, I got some good news by the way; but you just have to know these things in your mind and don’t talk nonsense in advance."
Hu Biao, who vaguely guessed something under such a familiar statement, looked at Chekov squarely.
He suppressed the joy in his heart and made his head fly up.
But they soon realized that their ideas were not bold enough.
After pouring a large mouthful of alcohol mixed with water and finishing a piece of stir-fried horse intestine in one mouthful, he sighed with satisfaction and said:
"First of all, in view of the outstanding performance of your new regiment, which has maintained the tractor factory for so many days, the front army headquarters will focus on publicizing and rewarding you to stimulate the morale of the soldiers and civilians in the city to fight to the death.
Therefore, your new regiment will soon be named the '189th Guards Regiment of the Dzerzhinsky Tractor Plant'.
At that time, Comrade Chekov, you will be the colonel commander and a member of the main committee, responsible for all the work of the 189th Regiment. As for Comrade Hu Biao, because your military rank is too low, you will be promoted to major battalion commander for the time being.
However, as for the specific battle command of the 189th Regiment, I believe everything is still focused on you.
In addition, you will also be given 2 Maozi Hero Medals, 5 Suvorov Medals, 20 Patriotic War Medals and 50 Red Star Medals.
Everyone in your group will also receive a Red Banner Medal.
Although the specific list of medals awarded above needs to be drawn up and approved by your superiors after you have reported your deeds, there will not be any major discrepancies with the list you originally submitted."
After hearing such news, Chekov, an official fan, was naturally overjoyed.
After all, Hu Biao, who had been promoted to a third-level military rank, didn't care much about it.
Mainly because he thought about the fact that the current '189th Regiment of the Guards Dzerzhinsky Tractor Plant' was lacking in strength.
Before Hu Biao could bring it up, Comrade Deputy Factory Director said another piece of good news:
"Secondly, considering that your regiment is currently severely lacking in troops, they will add about 600 new recruits to you in the near future.
The specific day depends on the support situation outside the city."
After hearing this, Hu Biao immediately let go of the biggest worry in his heart.
As soon as 600 new recruits are obtained, their "189th Guards Regiment of the Dzerzhinsky Tractor Plant" with the stinky name will be able to be resurrected with full health.