Doomsday Bunker Upgrade

The temptation of being able to eat fresh vegetables made these SWAT team members quicken their pace and rushed to the cafeteria as if they were running.

The fragrance of the long-lost food filled the air, causing the SWAT team members who rushed into the cafeteria like a swarm to swallow their saliva.

It has been a long time since they smelled such an attractive aroma. Although self-heating food tastes and tastes okay, how can self-heating food compare to the fresh aroma of fresh food!

In the cafeteria, the master picked up the frying spoon after a long absence, and placed a large tray on the counter. Although the materials and conditions were limited, only an induction cooker and a small wok could be used, but the master still worked hard to make a large pot of fragrant dishes. , is being loaded from the wok into the tray.

In fact, when the master cooks, the seasonings and other accessories are very lacking, and only oil and salt can be put, but even so, the fragrance brought by fresh food is still very attractive.

Smelling the tangy aroma and looking at the attractive dishes in front of them, everyone couldn't help it.

He rushed to the desk and looked at the dishes that the master put on the tray. While gulping frantically, he asked the master, "Master, what's the dish today?"

"Fried rat meat with cabbage! Fresh cabbage and fresh rat meat!" The master seemed to be afraid that these SWAT team members were worried about the unclean rats, so he specially emphasized: "Don't worry, I will wash and peel each of these rats. Yes, make sure there is no dirt and odor, and it tastes no different from chicken."

Of course, rat meat cannot be considered a serious ingredient. For the master, if it was before the disaster, who would dare to call him to cook with a rat, it would be an insult to him, and let him pick up a kitchen knife and cook the other party. .

But now is the end of the world, pigs, beef and mutton are not mentioned, and they are even second to none. Chickens, ducks and fish have become very rare.

Chickens and ducks may still be seen, but fish have basically disappeared, even if the city is close to Yunmengze, which was originally the land of fish and rice in Dongting.

Although there is a large-scale labor reform farm in this city, the output of agricultural and sideline products can no longer be expected in this situation.

So the mice, which were originally despised, have now become a good meat.

Of course, the SWAT team members also knew the situation, and naturally they would not dislike the master cooking for them to eat mouse meat, but the taste of the fried mouse meat with cabbage still made the SWAT team members a little nervous.

Although mice and mushrooms have already been eaten in the shelter, the supplies of the SWAT team are still sufficient. They have been eating self-heating food for the past two months. They have never tasted mouse meat, so they are a little afraid.

But the temptation of not eating fresh food for two months still made these SWAT team members overcome the little resistance in their hearts with their appetite.

"Master, give me one first! More dishes!" A SWAT team member couldn't hold back, took a plate from the side and handed it to the master.

The master happily scooped up a spoonful of fried rat meat with cabbage, flipped it a bit, and then put it on the plate. Also, wash your hands before eating!"

"Hahaha! Did you hear that? Go wash your hands!" The other SWAT team members burst into laughter.

Qin Lan felt the lively atmosphere of everyone, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face. Since the disaster struck, everyone has not been so lively and happy for a long time.

This made her happy too, she stepped forward, and waited in line with everyone to make dishes.

Qin Lan felt that whether the food was delicious was secondary at this time, and it was the most important thing for everyone to be so happy.

"It looks like this meal is worth it." In the corner of the cafeteria, Uncle Ding and another person in police uniform looked at the rare lively atmosphere in front of them, and they couldn't help but smile.

"It's really worth it. In the past two months, the atmosphere was really depressing, and the morale of the team was also very low. Now that everyone can be happy, my work as a political commissar is much easier." Sitting next to Uncle Ding It was the political commissar of the SWAT team. The sluggish morale and depressed atmosphere of the SWAT team had worried him for a long time.

Hearing what the political commissar said, Uncle Ding felt the same way.

For the SWAT team, personnel training and weaponry are the top priorities, but morale cannot be ignored.

If a person is in a state of depression and tension for a long time, the person's emotions will collapse.

And no one can imagine what kind of extreme behavior a person with a breakdown will do, especially if this person is a professionally trained special police officer with a weapon in his hand.

"If that's the case, do you think the political commissar can settle the matter of trading supplies with that private shelter?" Uncle Ding asked the political commissar. Although he could settle this matter as the captain, he still had to ask the commissar. The political commissar's agreement: "Or should the party group hold another meeting?"

The political commissar pondered for a while, nodded and said, "I agree with this matter in principle, but let's do it again at the party group meeting. At this time, the more you can't talk about it, so as not to be gossiped."

Although it is the end of the world now, the national order and government institutions are still functioning normally, and the procedures that should be followed should be followed again.

Seeing the political commissar say this, Uncle Ding had no opinion. He knew that even if he went to the party group meeting to go through it again, the matter would still be passed.

After talking about this topic, the political commissar suddenly asked Uncle Ding: "Speaking of which, what equipment did Lao Li and the others escort today? So many people have to be dispatched."

"It is the oxygen-generating equipment allocated to each shelter. Scientists have predicted before the disaster that humans will face the problem of lack of oxygen after the meteorite hits." Uncle Ding has read the information sent by the city government and still knows about this matter. Some inside information: "This matter is still confidential now, don't say it outside."

"Don't worry, I know the severity." The political commissar also nodded solemnly. He knew that if this matter were known to the ordinary people in the shelter, it would inevitably cause panic and even riots.

However, while understanding the importance of the matter, the political commissar is also somewhat curious and concerned: "It is said that it is allocated to each shelter, so have we allocated it to the police station?"

"It has been allocated, and it is being installed now." As the captain of the SWAT team, Uncle Ding naturally knew about this, and he explained to the political commissar: "The whole set of equipment is installed in the central room of the air circulation pipe that was reserved before. "

"It turned out to be used to hold this? I said why should I reserve such a big room and make it like a pool." The political commissar suddenly realized that he finally understood the purpose of the reserved space in the shelter. .