Extra: A Meal of the Imperial Guard
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, and the second lieutenant immediately stood up. If there was anything he missed most during the long journey in subspace, it would definitely be eating. .
In fact, there are no kitchens in the Fourth Skadi Regiment, that is, there is no cooking squad, or cooking company, mainly because there are no such things. As a soldier of the Fourth Skadi Regiment, the wartime rations are unforgettable. New cans, cans, and damn starch bars, granola bars, Imperial dressings (with added vitamins) and instant drinks (still full of vitamins).
But life will always find a way. During the long voyage of the Bordero, you will definitely survive by eating only the rations in the regiment, but how can the Astra Militarum soldiers just stay alive?
In the dark cabin, under the dull lumen ball, the company commander held a large basin and handed out those frightening things, such as extremely hard oatmeal cubes or starch that tasted like green peel, because during the trip , they didn't even have cans to eat.
You must know that even in the hive city, you can go to individual and private stores to get additional sources of food. Although you will not go hungry as an Astra Militarum, the quality of the food will be random!
"Oatmeal noodles and starch again?" the second lieutenant asked stumblingly, and the company commander nodded in reply. "That's right, today's granules are all the Roman Strawberry flavor from yesterday. That fruit is said to be from the Five Hundred Worlds, but it 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 small and unpalatable that it will make you lose all your energy during the battle..."
The company commander nodded and said again. "By the way, Old Yoder's moonshine is ready again, and that stuff is almost ready. We even have extra food today~"
The lieutenant rarely smiled. "Okay~ The company commander still loves us."
The so-called moonshine is amset made from starch blocks, water, and God knows why there are yeasts and other fermentation promethium by-products, but considering that starch blocks can normally provide energy for human actions, then this thing can probably be brewed.
Relying on this principle, each major company of Skadi's Fourth 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 this disgusting thing even more disgusting. Finally, it is 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, only the first pot is saliva, and the next one is often the fermented original juice. This is the most difficult part of this wine. It is necessary to ensure that the saliva is rich enough to have enough yeast for fermentation. According to the personal constitution of the provider, This kind of Amset will also have different flavors...
But even so, such elites in the military are still the targets of strict attack by the staff. The reason is very simple. The Ministry of Military Affairs strictly prohibits drinking during war! This is clearly stipulated in the Imperial Guard manual that scares the Astra Militarum, and violators will be punished with 6 lashes of the military whip. However, compared to such threats, they are obviously more excited to have a bite of this stuff in their boring military career.
And Old Joder has the oldest boots of Skadi's Fourth Regiment. The thick lees on them (probably?) glow with a light yellow light. It is obviously the best quality, and the wine made with concentrated starch One drop can be used to dilute the entire bottle of water before it is drinkable.
An officer once asked for a strong drink, and his personal confession was that it was liquid fire.
God knows what chemical reactions this thing has gone through to produce such a rich alcohol content under such simple conditions, but such a production process satisfies the desire for drinking among the Astra Militarum. In fact, it was recorded in an Empire think tank Mentioned in Miscellaneous Writing.
Once he was lucky enough to observe the first brewing experience of such a fine wine, and at that time his psychic power also vaguely observed an indifferent shadow in the subspace. He speculated that it might be hundreds of millions of soldiers of the Astra Militarum. The desire for alcohol caused something to occur in the subspace, allowing such "good wine" to appear.
At this moment, the second lieutenant was as devout as the most loyal believer. He knelt on one knee and raised a piece of starch and his own 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 leaving the sealed shoes, the strong smell of wine permeated the entire cabin.
Distributing such drinks every time is a great test for the Imperial Guard. If the staff finds out about this, they will definitely look good! 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 only good wine but not Jiayao, which was obviously missing a lot. The company commander mysteriously took out a helmet from under his bed. It was a dark green helmet covered with civilian relief supplies from the Ministry of Military Affairs and sacred prayers.
Prayers are emergency supplies issued to the residents of the empire when they are displaced. They are usually issued together with highly recycled civilian emergency supply rations, because such rations are not nutritious. In order to avoid malnutrition caused by long-term war, In addition to being full of words praising the emperor, such prayers could also be torn off and chewed to supplement vitamins.
Also known as the Emperor's Gift Bar.
Of course, the Astra Militarum does not want to eat this thing. It is not only tasteless, but also has the "aroma" of foot skin. The focus is on the contents of the helmet. It is full of chopped dried fruits and vegetables, which is where the Astra Militarum is. Local supplies provided to them when stationed on the ground.
When such supplies are sufficient, they will collect those vegetable vegetables, dried fruits, and plant fibers, then chop them with sabers, 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, the "delicious food" that is rich in flavor and can supplement nutrition 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 richness as if someone was on your tongue. The taste and smell of vomiting continued to spread.
At this moment, the light yellow wine is poured into the stomach, and the burning feeling and the wonderful taste spread out. This is the taste of military career...
Although they have to admit that they can eat well when 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, only this kind of food can represent...
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