Arc of Gunfire

At noon that day, Admiral Hawthorne entertained a delegation in a Carolingian restaurant.

Wang Zhong, who was already used to the Ante diet, had a hard time adapting to the authentic Carolingian cuisine.

Think about it carefully, his royal chef is a Carolingian chef, how can all the dishes he cooks be authentic Ante flavor?

After the main course was finished and the guests were removed, Admiral Hawthorne said to Wang Zhong mysteriously: "The next thing is the best thing in this restaurant! You will definitely be satisfied!"

Wang Zhong thought about it with his limited knowledge of Western food. The main course was over, so either salad or dessert was served. The top dessert in the United States should be ice cream or something.

As for the salad... wouldn't it be the legendary Caesar salad?

At this time, the waiter came in with a plate and placed it in front of everyone.

When the round lid was lifted, there was indeed a salad inside.

Wang Zhong used a fork to dig it and found that there was also bread cut into pieces inside - other than that, it was just an ordinary dish.

At least from the perspective of Wang Zhong, a Seres, it was an ordinary dish.

Admiral Hawthorne had already started eating, and he showed an intoxicated expression while eating.

Wang Zhong was even more confused.

Could it be that this dish looked shabby but tasted good?

He imitated Admiral Hawthorne and put a fork into his mouth.

Then his evaluation was: Not as good as cold cucumber salad.

Damn, I haven't eaten cold cucumber salad for a long time. It's time to go to Chinatown to find a few Chinese restaurants to eat.

Once this idea came up, it could no longer be suppressed.

So Wang Zhong asked Admiral Hawthorne, who was still feasting: "Is there a Chinatown in our fundraising process?"

Admiral Hawthorne spread his hands: "No, because they have been actively fundraising, because they know that to save their homeland, they must rely on the United States to raise the Fuso Empire. By the way, they are also actively donating to their own country. I don't know where they get so much money."

No, maybe they don't have so much money, but they are just selling everything for their hometown.

Wang Zhong: "I want to go to Chinatown."

Hawthorne was shocked: "Why? I told you they are very active in buying war bonds and donating money..."

Wang Zhong: "That's my hometown - my second hometown."

At this time, in the entire delegation, only Wang Zhong's adjutant Yakov was familiar with Wang Zhong, so he looked at Wang Zhong with surprise, because he had never heard Wang Zhong say this.

Although others thought it was strange, they didn't think much about it. It's normal to have a second hometown that you look forward to, just like many people want to go to Tibet.

Then Yakov slapped his thigh: "I know, Ms. Sufang is of Mongolian descent and is related to Seres!"

...Wait a minute!

Wang Zhong hurriedly said: "That's not the case. When I was a child, I liked to read Sun Tzu's Art of War! The wisdom of the ancient Seres gave me great inspiration. So I have always wanted to go to Seres to take a look. Now I happen to be in the United States. I say I have to go to Chinatown once."

Yes, I didn't have such an idea before, but once this idea came into being, it took root and could not be changed even if the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the sea dried up and the rocks crumbled.

Wang Zhong suddenly remembered the old song: The mountains and rivers are only in my dreams/I haven't been close to my motherland for many years~

In fact, it hasn't been long, it's only been more than a year, less than a year and a half, but in this more than a year, Wang Zhong has experienced hardships that he may never experience in a lifetime - no, three lifetimes in peacetime.

So it seems that a long time has passed.

But nothing can change my Chinese heart.

Although I am wearing a Western dress/My heart is still a Chinese heart/My ancestors have already branded everything of mine/with the Chinese mark~

Wang Zhong couldn't control his tears at all.

He showed off his Caesar salad, praising it as he showed off: "This Caesar salad is so delicious, it made me cry!"

Admiral Hawthorne was overjoyed and rang the bell on the table: "Quick, give Admiral Rokossov another bowl."

Wang Zhong showed off even faster, and the voice from nowhere continued:

The Yangtze River, the Great Wall, Huangshan Mountain, and the Yellow River are all very important in my heart~ No matter when, no matter where, they are equally dear to my heart~

The hallucination gradually faded away, and another bowl of Caesar salad was placed in front of Wang Zhong, which looked much larger than the previous one.

Wang Zhong thought that for the sake of the Ante Empire's face, he had to finish it, otherwise he couldn't explain why he suddenly burst into tears.

He could only pick up the fork with the awareness of destroying Proson's armored group army.

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One hour before the dinner.

Wang Zhong collapsed in a chair in the lounge of the Black Palace of the United States Presidential Palace, groaning in pain.

Yakov looked at him: "Did you eat too much? You can eat a Carolingian meal until you are full. You really don't want to embarrass us Ants."

Wang Zhong: "If you were Vasily, you would be mocking me."

"But I am not." Yakov laughed, "Or do you think it is better for Senior Vasily to be your adjutant?"

Wang Zhong thought about it and shook his head: "No, Vasily should be in command - at least a regiment. I don't know whether he can command more troops. Let's wait and see."

Yakov nodded: "So you think I am qualified as an adjutant?"

Wang Zhong: "Of course, you are much more skilled in staff work than Vasily. After all, he was trained as an infantry platoon leader. You even do a good job of carrying manure. It is much easier for me to have you."

Yakov: "I am glad to hear you say that."

At this time, the door of the lounge opened and Emilia came in: "The dinner is ready. Admiral, don't you plan to meet the Allied combat heroes?"

Wang Zhong: "Why are you here to inform?"

"Because I am also an Allied combat hero." Emilia smiled slightly, "and I am the holder of the highest number of kills in the Royal Air Force."

Wang Zhong thought to himself, you are just like the new humans, using a heavy machine gun to kill the sneak attackers at three kilometers. With this shooting skill, you must be the first to shoot down. If you are not the first, it means that someone else is cheating.

Wang Zhong stood up, and this action made him burp for a long time, and burping alone was not enough, a foul air came out from behind him.

At this time, you can only make a loud noise to cover it up and pretend that nothing happened.

Wang Zhong: "Emilia! Does the United States have any combat heroes now? Are they from the Navy?"

"Many from the Navy, and one from the Marine Corps. They just landed on a small island in the Solomon Islands, and the first medal winner of the Marine Corps was born. It seems that he killed more than 200 Fuso Empire people with a machine gun."

Wang Zhong was overjoyed: "Oh, then I want to meet this hero."

He walked out with great interest, but Yakov stopped him: "General! Your belt was just loosened, and it was not tied tightly?"

Wang Zhong: "Ah?"

The next moment, his head shuddered, and he grabbed his belt, avoiding a major diplomatic accident.

After tightening his belt, Wang Zhong gave Yakov a thumbs up.