The Cookhouse Squad Is Really Good!

"Tenth Squad, get your food!"

"Finally, it's our squad's turn!"

As soon as the duty officer's voice rang out, the New Recruits of the Tenth Squad eagerly stood up, holding their mess kits and rushing towards the central mess tables.

"There better be braised pork with radish! Damn it! There has to be!"

The New Recruits of the Tenth Squad muttered to themselves.

They rushed to the iron tray holding the braised pork with radish, only to find it as clean as if it had been licked, with no trace of the dish left.

The New Recruits of the Tenth Squad froze on the spot, feeling somewhat at a loss.

"What? Where's my braised pork with radish?"

One New Recruit, refusing to believe it, thought they had gone to the wrong place and looked at the large iron trays holding the other dishes behind.

The large iron trays behind were the same, as if licked clean.

Only a dish of stir-fried carrots with white radish sat there, lonely.

Besides that, there was still half a basin of white rice left, enough for them to eat.

"Mother, I want to go home. The army is no good at all."

Tears involuntarily streamed down the corners of the Tenth Squad New Recruits' mouths and eyes.

After finishing dinner, Lü Qinglong patted his half-full stomach, washed the large basin in the sink, and carried it with one hand towards the Cookhouse Squad.

The door to the Cookhouse Squad was still closed, but Lü Qinglong now knew that the door only needed a slight push to open inwards.

So, he didn't knock. He placed his right hand on the door and pushed slightly.

The previously tightly shut door was pushed open, and Lü Qinglong poked his head inside.

Since it was mealtime, there were a few Veterans eating.

They were somewhat taken aback when they saw Lü Qinglong enter.

Lü Qinglong put down the washed basin he was holding and prepared to leave, but before he did, he suddenly noticed that among the food the Veterans were eating, there was beef!

Beef was a high-quality protein. As a fitness enthusiast, Lü Qinglong's eyes immediately fixed on the beef, a desire from the depths of his soul drawing him step by step towards the group of Veterans.

His dinner tonight had not included beef, which meant the Veterans in the Cookhouse Squad were secretly having a special meal.

This kind of special meal in the Cookhouse Squad was not uncommon in the army.

Basically, as long as it wasn't discovered by inspection personnel, the Company Commander and Political Instructor of the Company would turn a blind eye.

"Squad Leader, do you guys in the Cookhouse Squad have any more dishes or rice? I'm still a bit hungry."

Lü Qinglong rubbed his stomach, his eyes fixed on their bowls as he asked.

"There's no more—"

"Cough!"

The Second Class Sergeant from the Cookhouse Squad was about to refuse, but halfway through his sentence, a thunderous sound erupted from Lü Qinglong's mouth, startling them!

What the—! Was this New Recruit threatening the Veterans of their Cookhouse Squad?!

Who gave him the confidence these days? Didn't he know that they, the Veterans of the Cookhouse Squad, had all come from combat units?

He dared to threaten them?!

Very well!

He had really kicked cotton by provoking them~

"There is! You're not full, are you? I'll get some for you in a moment!"

The Second Class Sergeant's expression did a complete 180-degree turn. He cheerfully went to the back kitchen and soon returned with a large plate of food, topped with stir-fried beef.

What a joke! The New Recruit in front of them had fists more than twice the size of sandbags. Were they going to fight him?

Did they not want their lives anymore?!

"Wow! Squad Leader, you guys are so nice!"

Taking the large plate of food from the Veteran, Lü Qinglong tilted his head back and wolfed it down.

His throat had been a bit uncomfortable earlier, and he felt much better after coughing!

Lü Qinglong felt that eating with chopsticks was too slow, so he simply grabbed the spatula used for stir-frying side dishes in the Cookhouse Squad and shoveled large mouthfuls into his mouth.

Two minutes later, he took a bottle of juice handed to him by a Corporal and drank it down, letting out a satisfied burp:

"Burp!"

"Squad Leader, you guys are so nice. I'll wash this plate for you too."

Lü Qinglong said and turned to leave, but he was stopped by one of the Corporal Veterans, who said they would wash it themselves.

"Little bro. Big brother, if you're ever not full in the future, just come find us at the Cookhouse Squad."

"As Veterans of the Cookhouse Squad, we definitely can't let our newly enlisted comrades go hungry, right?"

"Wow! Squad Leader, you guys are so nice!"

"Alright! Then if I don't get enough to eat next time, I'll come straight to the Cookhouse Squad to find you guys!"

Lü Qinglong waved goodbye with a smile to the easygoing Veteran cooks.

"Holy crap! Our beef, he ate it all? Is he a hippo? He eats so much!!!"

As soon as Lü Qinglong left, the next second a Corporal from the Cookhouse Squad couldn't help but complain.

He had only eaten two bites of beef!

He wanted to eat beef!

But Lü Qinglong ate it all.

Last time he was startled when he opened the door, and this time he even stole his beef! That's too much!

"What can you do? Fight him?"

"Forget it, forget it. If he can eat, he can eat. I heard that this weirdo is called Lü Qinglong, and his Squad Leader is apparently a four-year non-commissioned officer from the Special Operations Brigade, and seems to be quite capable too."

"Huh? Veteran soldiers from the Special Operations Brigade are also coming to the New Recruit Brigade to lead troops?"

That Veteran soldier was a little confused. This was very rare in previous years.

They were currently subordinate to the New Recruit Brigade, and were originally transferred from various heavy, medium, and light combined brigades.

Very few Veteran soldiers were transferred from the Special Operations Brigade, probably only a few in the entire New Recruit Brigade. Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence that this strange New Recruit's Squad Leader was from the Special Operations Brigade.

"Who knows? Anyway, it won't kill him to let him freeload meals. It's better to avoid trouble than to make more. Be more open-minded."

The two-year non-commissioned officer stood up, shrugged, and turned to walk towards the dormitory.

Leaving the Cookhouse Squad, Lü Qinglong walked all the way back into the mess hall and sat back down on his stool.

Since they were the first squad to get food, the other New Recruits in their squad had already finished eating one after another and were all seated.

Seeing Lü Qinglong return, and with all the New Recruits from First Squad present, Ji Baichang called out:

"Stand up, and go out for assembly."

Then, the New Recruits filed out of the mess hall one after another, led by Ji Baichang, and walked back to their squad room in an orderly fashion.

This was also a unified requirement from the duty officer, who specifically emphasized that this was a matter of discipline and they must return to their Company in formation, not walk back individually in a scattered manner.

"Hey!"

"I heard the Squad Leader from the next squad say that we might be watching the news at seven o'clock later."

Ji Baichang walked in from outside the squad room door, looking very mysterious.

Squad Leader Chen Ting was still eating in the mess hall and hadn't returned yet. The other New Recruits in the squad were gathered around chatting.

Hearing Ji Baichang's words, the other New Recruits looked at him in confusion.

Watching the news at seven o'clock?

Was this another troop tradition?