Battle of the Third Reich
Vol 5 Chapter 472: Light meal
"Two minutes and thirty seconds." Dougan looked down and reported loudly.
Xu Jun nodded solemnly, leaning his body towards the back of the chair, knuckles tapping the desk of the desk.
Both sides of the conference table were filled with uniformed marshals and generals. Obviously this was another regular meeting of the Commander of the Third Reich.
Xu Jun is no longer obsessed with the ornately decorated conference hall in the bauble's prime minister's palace. He finally understands Hitler's feelings and understands why the head of state prefers to squat in Berghof, Cliff Castle or In the Eagle's Nest in Berchtesgaden, the Prime Minister's Palace pursued the solemn and magnificent in appearance, so that it lost the functionality it should have.
So the head of empire created a spacious office for himself in the headquarters building. Anyway, there were a lot of rooms in this building at this time, and the head of the staff and the auxiliary staff occupied a whole floor.
There are two days a week when Xu Jun will come here to work. In this building, a regular headquarters meeting and a secret military meeting are held.
"Countdown to fifteen seconds...fourteen seconds...thirteen seconds..." Dougan's steady count echoed in the conference room.
Brousic twisted his neck to one side, and took a peek at his companion. Kettle, who was sitting next to him, raised his head and looked at the ceiling. Long Dested across the table bowed his hands in contemplation. Von Loeb on the edge was sitting like a sculpture, and Kluger in the corner was stunned with one hand on his chin.
"Five seconds...four seconds...three seconds...two seconds...time is up, my head." Dogen lowered his wrist and respectfully bowed to Xu Jun.
"Gentlemen." The head of the empire reached out and picked up the fork on the table, knocking on the edge of the disk.
"Everyone can open the lid and enjoy this kind of food." Xu Jun demonstrated his hand and opened the lid of the porcelain bowl, a long-lost fragrance suddenly came to the face. The head of empire took a deep breath, stirred the soup slightly with a fork, and then forked the instant noodles in the bowl into the mouth.
"Well, it tastes good, and it's a little bit salty." Brauchic gave his opinion. He turned to look at his colleagues, only to find that several of them didn't care about him at all, and only looked at the snoring and bowing. dry.
These generals were really hungry. In order to highlight the effect, the heads of state even tragically delayed the lunch time to two points.
"It's a great invention. Excellent field food. Just a pot of boiling water, the soldiers can taste a delicious hot meal." Kettle drank the last soup and put down the beautiful porcelain bowl, the staff The chief took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth in praise.
"It's true. It tastes much better than compressed biscuits. I think it's very suitable for consumption between battles. It can effectively supplement the calories and water consumed by soldiers during battles." Longstaid nodded and said to Kettle Agree.
"At present, our compressed rations are more convenient to eat in an emergency. I think this fried and dehydrated noodles can only be used as an auxiliary ration for troops. We all know that soldiers do not always get hot water during combat The cake is very brittle, obviously not resistant to backlogs and impacts. Packing in a cardboard carton is indeed a solution, but it will take up a lot of space in the soldier’s carry-on food bag.” Marshal von Bock’s attitude has always tended to be conservative, consider The method of the problem is relatively close to reality.
"I’m more interested in this instant soup, and I can see that there are dried vegetables and meat in it. This is more attractive to soldiers stationed in the cold trenches. Imagine drinking a bowl on a winter night. Delicious hot soup, this may be the dream of every sentry on duty." Klug's perspective has always been somewhat different from others.
"This kind of ration can be included in the company-level food ration list. With the continuous row of loads and the logistics vehicles, the soldiers will welcome this kind of food that is convenient for cooking when fighting in fixed positions. We can invent some more soldiers. What do you like about the taste of mushrooms?" Marshal von Loeb put down the fork, and he rarely expressed his opinion on the taste of the food.
"Gentlemen, if you have any comments and suggestions, you can go back and write a detailed report to me. This time I just want to show you this new type of field food. I have agreed to include it in the defense army’s supply list. The government intends to purchase 150,000 boxes of this “Dongfang” instant noodles for the soldiers of the eastern defense to eat during field training.” Xu Jun wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and waved his hand to signal the servicemen to take away the tableware.
The manufacturing process of instant noodles is very simple, and it can be reproduced completely with the technical conditions of the 1940s. This kind of national food that once let the head of Xu Da eat the vomiting was a novelty that had never appeared before.
To be honest, this thing is indeed as Bock said. It is not very suitable as a field emergency ration. It is more suitable for the soldiers to sit back and enjoy slowly in a relatively stable strategic situation.
This convenient way of processing food is more suitable for troops lacking cooking conditions. The biggest flaw is the need to boil water during processing, but in the eyes of soldiers craving hot meals, this may not be a problem. German soldiers have never lacked creativity in this regard.
Xu Jun also wanted to promote this kind of food to the society. During the period of war with a sharply accelerated pace, this convenient and fast food is of great use. The head of empire believes that German instant noodles will float over the whole of Europe in the near future. aroma.
The difference between this instant noodle and the modern is that there is no sauce bag, but all seasonings and dehydrated ingredients are put in a greaseproof paper bag.
Because the petrochemical technology was not well developed at the time, the industrial production of PET resin for making sauce bags was under study.
Fortunately, soldiers had canned lard in their distribution, so they didn't have to worry about lack of fat supplements.
In addition to instant noodles, the logistics food department of the German Wehrmacht is developing a batch of convenient field foods under Xu Jun's instructions. Although Xu Jun is a veteran foodie, he also knows the special characteristics of military food, so the taste of these things is not high, as long as the soldiers are not sick.
The key is to have enough calories and nutrients to be able to quickly replenish the soldiers' consumption in combat, but also to facilitate the soldiers to eat, especially not to be affected by the environment at that time.
The self-heating method of adding lime to water is the easiest. The problem is that at this time, a lightweight plastic packaging container cannot be manufactured. The German technicians created a heat-resistant rubberized canvas heating bag, which is satisfactory in use. The disadvantage is that the volume and weight are relatively large, which increases the soldier's marching burden. The advantage is that it can heat three soldiers at a time. Hot food, and can be used repeatedly after washing.
After the generals finished their meal, the service soldiers delivered steaming tea and coffee according to their own needs. As usual, there would be half an hour of chatting and smoking. Xu Jun lit the match, lit the cigar in his mouth, and the other smoking officers also took out their cigarettes.
"What trouble did Randolph cause again?" Xu Jun whispered and asked Weierle sitting next to him.
He found that the Colonel of the SS had been staring coldly at his subordinate since the morning, and that the Lieutenant Colonel, who had been flying and jumping, was now trembling like a quail.
"It's no big deal. Randolph has always been lively and sometimes violates some regulations."
"I know this. I want to know what happened this time?" Xu Jun spit out a cigarette.
"Last night there was a fight in the ballroom of the Duber Hotel in Berlin. Both parties involved were officers of the National Defense Forces. It is said that some people used the navy and air force to make a bet. Astoria."
"Who's winning?"
"I don't understand what you mean, head of state?" Weiler asked with his head tilted.
"Who won that bet." Xu Jun scratched his cheek with his finger.
"It should have been won by the Navy, but because it drank too much, it was beaten badly." Weierle replied with a wry smile.
"Dougan, ask if there is the latest news from Taranto." Xu Jun suddenly turned his head and said to Dougan.
"Yes, my head." The Colonel of the SS nodded. When he went out, he did not forget to stare at the men standing next to the door. Randolph couldn't help but fought a cold war again.
"Randolph, you go to the telecommunications room to see if there is a report from General Quhillel." Xu Jun continued to tell Randolph.
"Follow me! My head." Randolph lifted his chest and raised his hand. The SS lieutenant colonel turned and pushed open the door. He first looked out and looked around. Then he carefully closed the meeting room. Door.
"Which direction did Colonel Dougan just take?" Randolph stood in the doorway of the conference room, pretending to dust the shoulders of the second-class soldier Buckle, and asked the guard in a whisper.
Buckle blinked, then shook his head to the right side of the corridor.
"Very good, second-class soldiers." Randolph patted Bark's chest hard, and then walked towards the left side of the corridor at a relaxed pace. At this time, he did not find the strange appearance on the face of the second-class soldier behind him. expression.
I saw that the SS Lieutenant Colonel walked up to the top of the corridor, and then made a gorgeous 90-degree turn, then suddenly a large hand was stretched around the corner and grabbed his collar. Drag Randolph into the side lane.
The two guards looked at each other, and then heard a cry like a small animal deep in the quiet corridor.
"Colonel Dougan's order..." Buckel shrugged his shoulders and made a silent lip to his comrades.
PS: I am sorry that there is only one chapter today. I owe you a chance to make up after one chapter. Thank you for your support and consideration.
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