Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

In the cabin of the Bordero strike cruiser, a guard of the Imperial Guard, a second lieutenant of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment, and the pilot of the Sentinel Mecha, named...

Dong dong dong dong dong, the noisy banging of pots and pans disrupted his thoughts. The second lieutenant immediately stood up. If there was anything he missed most during the long journey through subspace, it would definitely be eating. have to.

In fact, there are no kitchens in the Fourth Skadi Regiment, so there is no cooking squad, or cooking company, etc. Lord, I wonder if because there are no such guys, as a soldier of the Fourth Skadi Regiment, the wartime rations are not enough. People still remember cans, cans, damn starch bars, granola bars, Empire-produced condiments (with added vitamins) and instant drinks (not necessarily full of vitamins).

But life will always find a way. During the long voyage of the Bordero, you will definitely survive just by eating the rations in the regiment, but how can the Astra Militarum soldiers just survive?

In the dark cabin of the ship, with dim lumens in the east, the company commander held a large basin and handed out those frightening things, such as hard oatmeal cubes or starch that tasted like made from green peel, because he was traveling On the way, they didn’t even have canned food to eat.

I would like to know that even in the hive city, you can go to individual and private stores to get additional food sources. Although it is true that you will not go hungry when you are in the Astra Militarum, the quality of the food is random!

"What about... oatmeal noodles and... starch?" the second lieutenant asked stumblingly, and the company commander nodded in reply. "That's right, tomorrow's granules don't taste like yesterday's Roman Strawberry. That fruit, which is said to come from the Five Hundred Worlds, tastes like a curse from the Five Hundred Hells..."

The ensign sighed. "At least it's not those sticky field food for individual soldiers. It's so little and tastes bad. If you feed it to your stomach, you won't have enough energy to fight..."

The company commander nodded and said again. "That's wrong. Old Yoder's moonshine is ready again, and that stuff is almost ready. They'll even have extra food tomorrow~"

The lieutenant rarely smiled. "Okay~ Company Commander, why don't you give them a hard time?"

The so-called moonshine is made from starch blocks, water, and amset. God knows why there are yeasts and other fermentation promethium by-products, but considering that starch blocks can normally provide the energy for human action, then that thing is probably Cocoa Brewing.

Relying on that principle, each major company of Skadi's 4th Regiment has its own production line, which is composed of broken bomb boxes, empty cans, military boots issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs and a mouthful of saliva that is strong enough.

The explosive box is heated to boil the starch, making the disgusting thing even more disgusting. It is first distilled and evaporated in a can, and then the rich liquid is poured into the military boots, spits out, covers it and waits for fermentation.

In fact, when I have my first pot of saliva, I often add the fermented original juice to the wine. The most difficult part of the wine is to make sure that the saliva is rich enough to have enough yeast to ferment. According to the provider With a certain physique, such an Amset will have different flavors...

But even so, such a top military officer can still deny the illusion of a strict crackdown by the staff. The reason is very simple. The Ministry of Military Affairs strictly prohibits drinking during war! The leg book of the Imperial Guard, which makes the Astra Militarum frightened, clearly stipulates that one, and violators will be punished with a six-point military whip. But compared to such threats, it is obviously more exciting for them to have a bite of that thing in the boring military career.

And Old Joder has the oldest boots of the Fourth Skadi Regiment. The thick lees on the surface (should it be?) glows with a pale yellow light. It is obviously not the real best, but made with concentrated starch. Can one drop of wine be used to dilute the entire bottle of water before it is drinkable?

An officer once begged him for a drink of strong drink, but his personal confession was that it was liquid fire.

God knows what kind of chemical reaction that thing went through to produce such a strong alcohol content under such simple conditions, but whether such a production process satisfies the desire for drinking among the Astra Militarum, it is actually recorded in the Empire's Mentioned in a miscellaneous article written by a think tanker.

Once he was lucky enough to observe the first brewing experience of such a fine wine, and at that time his spirit also vaguely observed a piece of indifferent Yongxuan in the subspace. He speculated whether the Astra Militarum could have hundreds of millions of The soldier's desire for alcohol caused something to happen in the subspace, allowing such "wine" to appear.

At this moment, the second lieutenant was devout like the most loyal believer. He knelt on one knee and raised a piece of starch and his military water bottle. The veteran in front of him wiped the greasy dirt on his face and used a straw to get it out of the boot. A drop of light yellow liquid was sprinkled into the kettle before it evaporated. Just a moment after he left the sealed shoes, the strong smell of wine permeated the entire cabin.

Distributing such drinks every time is a huge test for the Imperial Guard. If the staff finds out about it, they will definitely be happy! There is no law in the empire that does not hold everyone accountable!

The second lieutenant shook the kettle slightly as if he had found a treasure to ensure that the drop was dispersed in his kettle, lest he take a strong sip and be sent to the medical department.

But there was obviously a lot of wine and Jiayao. The company commander mysteriously took out a helmet from his bedside. It was a dark green helmet covered with civilian relief supplies from the Ministry of Military Affairs and sacred prayers.

Pray that the emergency supplies issued to the Empire's residents when they are displaced are generally issued together with the highly recycled civilian emergency supply rations, because such rations are not nutritious and will avoid malnutrition caused by long-term wars. , such prayers are not only full of words praising the emperor, but they can also be chewed to supplement vitamins.

Also known as the Emperor's Gift Bar.

Of course, the Astra Militarum doesn't want to eat this thing. It's not only tasteless, but also has the "aroma" of jellyfish feet. The focus is on the contents of the helmet, which is full of chopped dried fruits and vegetables. Supplies provided to the Astra Militarum while stationed on the ground.

In such a situation where supplies are sufficient, they will collect vegetable vegetables, dried fruits, and plant fibers, then chop them with military knives, add water and a few strips of seasonings issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs, stir them, and cover them inside the helmet to ferment.

In this way, after about two months, a rich and nutritious "delicious food" is ready.

As the noble armored driver of the infantry regiment, the second lieutenant took the lead and dyed a large piece of oatmeal bar, with the unique tasteless and powdery taste of oatmeal bar, the sour taste of the chaotic pickled food and the strong taste like someone was on my tongue. The taste and smell of vomiting continues to spread.

At this moment, the light yellow wine is poured into the stomach, and the burning feeling and the wonderful taste dissipate, it is the taste of military life...

Although I have to admit that they can eat well when they are stationed, such as dried fruits and vegetarian vegetables. If there is an agricultural world or a garden world with low population density nearby, they can also enjoy rare goods such as meat and milk.

But let them recall their military career, and food like that represents...

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