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Chapter 302 Please call me Davarisi

Wang Zhong continued to perform his duties: "Don't lose to the girls! Is there anything else? Come on, boys!"

At this time, a group of people stood up. When Wang Zhong saw that it was Melania's People's Army, he quickly invited them to the middle of the venue.

“Let’s phantom Melania’s…”

Wang Zhong hesitated. He felt that calling his brother was too warlord. Although it was okay to call him a comrade, it couldn't express the meaning of "Although the nationalities are different, we work together as one."

After much hesitation, he felt that there was only one word that was most appropriate, and he said again: "Let us welcome Melania's Davarich!"

There is no more appropriate word than this word. This word was originally called by the navy, and later extended to mean comrades-in-arms and people with common aspirations.

The same ambition refers to defeating Prosen and liberating his fallen hometown.

Melania originally planned to perform directly, but she stopped and looked at Wang Zhong when she heard Wang Zhong shouting "Davarishi".

Wang Zhong: "Go on, Davasili, move forward, Davarisi!"

A girl shouted: "Madam, Lieutenant General Rokossov said that we will give each of us new bags!"

"Because my child went to the war, the kind-hearted priest came to evacuate. I said I was waiting for my child to come back, but he took out a twenty-pound doctor's sausage and said, Ilinichna, take this sausage and want to If you think about the benefits of church, leave quickly.

Wang Zhong understood. This was an old farmer who had never read any books.

The young soldier asked again: "Then do you know what he did?"

At this time, the atmosphere was very lively. When they heard that Lieutenant General Rokossov's commanding skills were questioned by the lady in the cafeteria, they immediately started to boo.

Next, Wang Zhong, apart from taking the lead in making noises from time to time and stirring up competition between divisions and units, Wang Zhong watched everyone show off their talents at other times.

So he asked: "Auntie, why are you here cooking?"

The aunt holding a huge spoon appeared and shouted to the girl dancing with the soldiers: "Stop wandering, come and share the food!"

"You might lose the battle in the future!"

"Then I left. The quality of the sausages was so good! I originally wanted to take my cows away, but the priest said no. You should just get on the tractor and leave. I kept the cows. I don't know. Have you fed my cows properly?"

The aunt talked a lot, but she didn't say why she was cooking. It seems that many old people are like this. They just talk and go off topic.

In addition to the jeers, there are also young people who know the aunt and ask: "Aunt Ilinichna, do you know who he is?"

Wang Zhong heard his aunt mutter: "You girls, you even wear pockets for carrying things! What will you use to carry your luggage in the future? Then the fierce chief of staff will attack you again, and then they will come like little birds one by one. Come to me for justice!”

The aunt looked at Wang Zhong with an annoyed look on her face: "Lieutenant General, how could you do this? Do you know how expensive pockets are these days? There is a shortage of good pockets everywhere. With just a few hundred pockets, you can They were given to the little girls, but these pockets were supposed to be used to hold flour to feed your soldiers!

Wang Zhong changed the subject: "What are you eating today?"

The Melania people danced a traditional dance to the accompaniment of military songs, which was a different flavor compared to the Ant people's knee-jerk dance.

Aunt Ilinichna: "Hey, I caught a lot of General Prossen! What's the big deal? I'll get a pig-driving hook, and I'll catch the big fat pigs weighing tens of kilograms, General. Can it be heavier than a pig?"

Aunt Ilynychna: "Why don't you know? He is in the newspapers every day! Auntie, I can't read, but I can still read pictures! This is Lieutenant General Rokossov!"

When it was almost eleven o'clock, the truck drove from the direction of the kitchen and directly lowered the railings of the truck bed, turning it into a huge dining table, revealing dishes packed in baskets and large basins.

The girls then said goodbye to the boys and ran to the truck.

The Melania people looked at each other and immediately started their performance. The song they sang was in Melania's language, but Wang Zhong had heard the melody and knew it was Melania's military song.

"Today is the last day of the year, what else can we eat?" Mother Ilinichna opened the cloth covering the basket, revealing the dishes on the plate, "I sang a fish salad, but it's It’s delicious. Come and have some, General.”

As she said this, the aunt picked up a plate and gave it to a girl on the cooking team. The girl then trotted to Wang Zhong and smiled slightly when she handed it to him.

Wang Zhong's attention was entirely focused on the dish, which looked very similar to a snack that Wang Zhong would eat during morning tea in his hometown, called Thousand-Flower Cake.

This thing doesn't look like a salad anyway.

Looking at it from the side, it is divided into many layers. The top layer is red, followed by white that is close to fish soup, an unknown creamy yellow, and pure yellow at the bottom.

He leaned in and smelled it. It smelled like herring.

Although Wang Zhong has eaten a lot of Ant specialties, this is the first time he has seen this kind of salad.

So he took the edge of his fork and cut off a small piece and put it in his mouth.

Although it was food he had never seen before, Wang Zhong took a big bite out of the Seris people's curiosity about eating.

Then he frowned. The red layer on top was actually red cabbage, right, the red cabbage used to dye the soup in red cabbage soup. The middle thing that looked like fish soup was fish jelly with a lot of herring meat. This Part of it tasted pretty good, then there was mayonnaise cheese, and finally mashed potatoes at the bottom.

The fish jelly and mashed potatoes both tasted good, and the taste of red cabbage was okay after I got used to it, but the mayonnaise and cheese in the middle were a bit weird.

This dish can only be rated as exotic.

Of course, for Ant people, this is probably the taste of hometown.

But Wang Zhong, with the intention of eating everything, took another bite.

It doesn't seem so weird anymore, I'll try it with another bite.

In this way, Wang Zhong tried to finish this strange solid salad.

His first words after finishing the meal: "Is there any Zanaki stew? Give me one." Belinsky's favorite Zanaki stew is also quite to Wang Zhong's appetite, as well as walnut sauce The pies are also good.

Lyudmila directly took away the empty fish salad plate and put the bowl of stew into Wang Zhong's hand: "I knew you liked it."

Wang Zhong ate the stew while watching others enjoy the food.

The nights are getting darker, signaling that the New Year is approaching.

When the meal was almost done, the girls from the cooking team appeared pushing a trolley containing wine. In order to keep the temperature of the wine barrels, there was a charcoal stove on the trolley!

"There aren't that many goblets," the girl pushing the cart shouted, "just use your kettles. The first barrel is filled with sparkling wine, and the second is your favorite vodka!"

The soldiers stirred when they heard vodka.

But Wang Zhong saw that they all drank the champagne obediently from the water bottles with thermal sheaths, and then took the vodka.

It seems that during the Chinese New Year, you have to drink sparkling wine first and then vodka.

Otherwise, these wine men would definitely make vodka first.

The secular church has always promoted the promotion of sparkling wine, that is, champagne, as part of its propaganda. However, after so many years of promotion, the production of champagne has increased, but it cannot sell vodka.

When Wang Zhong saw the car coming to him, he also took some champagne and put it into his mouth, and then some vodka.

Just when the group was satiated and sipping some wine, the loudspeaker at the Kubinka training ground began to play bells - this was the arrival of the New Year.

Wang Zhong held the kettle with a thermal cover and turned to Lyudmila: "Happy New Year."

Liu Da also smiled: "Happy New Year, may you win more battles."

Wang Zhong nodded: "That's natural."

The bell from the loudspeaker rang out for the last time, and then came music, which seemed to be a variation of the Tsar Ode. Wang Zhong had a premonition that Olga might be giving a speech.

Sure enough, Olga's voice appeared: "Subjects of the empire, this year has been a difficult year for us. The Prosen Empire massacred our brothers, sisters, our friends, and even our parents. They were cruel He killed prisoners and civilians, leaving a blood debt on this land one after another!
"Compatriots, in the past year, Ant's territory has been filled with sorrow."

Wang Zhong was wondering at this time whether Olga would reveal the truth about the Tsar's death. However, the people in Yebao had long known that the Tsar was clamoring for surrender, so he was killed.

After all, there were too many people in the Summer Palace on the day he went crazy, and there were many people who came to rescue him, and they all heard him.

Finally, Olga mentioned this incident: "The Plossians even fired cannons at the Summer Palace. At that time, my father was on the verge of collapse because of his brother's martyrdom. As a result, the Plossans' cannons broke his nerves." The last string made him go completely crazy!”

So in the end, the Tsar was not accused of treason, but went crazy.

Olga: "As a result, the guard's gun was taken away by my father, and he just swallowed the gun and committed suicide."

Well, it reminds me of a country where someone was shot eight times in the back and then concluded that he committed suicide.

Yingjiang, don’t look at others, I’m talking about you!

Olga: "The great sadness has seized me, but I know that at this time I must straighten my back and wear this heavy crown! I, Olga Nikolayevna Antono Funa, I promise to lead you to victory! No matter how long it takes, we will regain our homeland, and then invade the culprit's country and completely eliminate the source of the atrocities!"

Wang Zhong nodded: "Very good, short and powerful, without any discussion, only emphasizing the results."

For an illiterate old peasant like Mrs. Ilinichna, this kind of speech is most appropriate.

After all, Ant’s older generation still has many old farmers, so they have to understand.

The Tsar's speech ended and the music started again, but this time it was not the Tsar's Ode, but the Holy War.

The soldiers began to cheer: "Hurrah!"

After all, after drinking, Ulla’s voice kept coming and going.

Wang Zhong turned to Pavlov and Popov and said: "Be careful tonight. Don't leave drunk people on the playground. It will be bad if they freeze to death."

Pavlov patted his chest: "Don't worry! Also, Happy New Year!"

Just as Wang Zhong was about to respond, thin snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

It wasn't the violent goose-feather snow more than a month ago, but snow that was so fine that it was somewhat inconsistent with the style of Ant's country.

Wang Zhong suddenly remembered an old saying: Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest.

At this time, Popov said to Wang Zhong seriously: "Your Majesty General - no, Davarisi, I strongly request that your set of work procedures be spread to all the priests accompanying the army."

Wang Zhong: "You mean singing? Is it the kind of dance competition where you compete with each other?"

Popov: "There is also the singing competition. I thought about it. In this kind of singing competition based on troops, although everyone is only competing on the pitch of the voice, and the victory or defeat is almost just a battle of spirits, it plays an important role. Strengthen the role of collective consciousness.”

Nonsense, this is something that the iron army from another time and space has figured out over the years.

Popov: "You should come to us for lectures, Davarish."

Wang Zhong: "No, I have too many lectures to do. Just go and talk to them, or let Pavlov summarize it into a booklet. I read Pavlov's post-war experience That’s a good summary!”

"Me?" Pavlov was shocked, "You ordered me again!"

Wang Zhong waved his hand: "That's it!"

(End of this chapter)