The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1084 One cup to tomorrow, one cup to the past
The announcement of mealtimes was like a series of war drums, and the combat personnel from the other ships flocked to the aircraft carrier's No. 1 mess hall like a confluence of rivers.

No matter where you are, vigilance must never be relaxed. Three people were left on the deck to keep watch. The surroundings seemed calm, but danger is danger precisely because it is uncertain. Keeping an eye on things is always the right thing to do.

The three who stayed behind to keep watch were all core members: Wu Lue, Pang Dakun, and Qi Xiaoshuai. The trio of friends each kept watch in three different directions, completing a 360-degree surveillance without blind spots, and chatted on a walkie-talkie by switching frequencies.

The dining area on the aircraft carrier is divided into three levels. Ordinary crew members eat in the No. 2 and No. 3 mess halls, each of which can serve 1,800 people at the same time!

If all are in use at the same time, there will be enough food for all the ordinary crew members. Some positions are on three shifts, and not everyone eats on time. Normally, five meals a day need to be prepared on an aircraft carrier, and even the cooks work in three shifts...

The next level up is Restaurant No. 1, which is where the members of Tianma Island dine today.

The No. 1 dining room is a high-end dining area on the aircraft carrier, a privilege previously reserved for non-commissioned officers. It is decorated in a style similar to a normal dining room, with wooden tables and chairs and a bourgeois décor.

The walls were decorated with various ornaments, which looked like they were made by the crew members themselves, full of the characteristics of different states in the United States, creating a warm atmosphere.

Above the No. 1 dining room is the dining area for officers. The interior is very luxurious, with exquisite tables and chairs made of solid wood and genuine leather. There are even small trolleys like those used in luxury restaurants, and the tableware is also very particular!

According to White and McCrae, the dining areas on the aircraft carrier are divided into different classes, but officers and ordinary soldiers eat the same food. The differences are only reflected in the environment and utensils.

Unfortunately, the luxury restaurant can only accommodate a maximum of forty people at a time.

The ordinary canteen was too low-class, and the deluxe restaurant was too big. The high-class restaurant prepared for the non-commissioned officers was just right. It could accommodate more than 200 people with a little room to spare. It was neither crowded nor empty, and it was very lively!

The restaurant was filled with the rich aroma of meat and pastries, making your mouth water!
"Brothers and sisters!"

Seated in the very center were the core members of Tianmayu. Zhang Su, holding a steel fork and a steak, announced loudly, "Let's also try the magnificent aircraft carrier-style dining of Renmin University. Nothing else, just eat your fill, eat well, let's dig in!"

The pre-meal pep talk was simple and unpretentious, followed by a bite of half a steak.

Amid a series of cheers and applause, everyone got to work.

Good Luck and Lightning also have their own plates; they are now officially part of the Yama Legion and sit on the counter by the window.

The program was also in the restaurant, dining alongside the two little ones, except that while the others ate cooked meat, it ate raw meat...

Zhang Ya, the deputy head of the cooking team, left the restaurant with six lunch boxes. She wanted to deliver the hot stew and flatbread to the three sentries as soon as possible!
"I'm so excited, McCree. Can you believe it? We're sitting in Restaurant Number One eating Chinese stew and pancakes. I'm going to cry."

White wrapped potatoes and beef in a tortilla, took a bite, and his eyes welled up with tears from how delicious it was.

"I used to envy those guys who could come here to eat. I never thought I'd have such a day, while those guys have already met their maker. It's really... delicious."

McCree's way of eating was quite interesting. He mashed the potatoes with a spoon, then shredded the beef, spread it evenly on the tortilla, folded it in half, and ate it. The layered texture and complex flavor made him feel like his soul had been elevated.

"Honey, I feel like I'm back in the old days, like a group of good friends having dinner at a restaurant! No, wait, there won't be this many good friends... Team building? Comic convention? Whatever..."

As Zheng Xinyu chewed on her flatbread and beef, she looked around at the cheerful atmosphere, the bright lights, and the clean tablecloths. The only thing missing was probably the waiters moving between the tables.

"Sister-in-law is absolutely right! I felt like I was eating at a restaurant in the North River District yesterday! Similar decor, and the sea outside the window, but that was a bright blue sea, now it's dark, haha..." "Hey, I never thought I'd be cooking on an American aircraft carrier in my lifetime. If this were before, I could brag about it for half a year, no, for a year!"

Zhao Dezhu had been busy for a while, still wearing his apron, and sat down at the table with everyone to eat, feeling deeply moved.

Zhang Su looked at everyone with a smile, eating meat heartily as he said, "A happy life is hard-won. I won't say anything discouraging, but if we want it to get better and better, we still have to work harder!"

"come on!"

"effort!"

"Damn it, this is the time to have a drink! You're so annoying, can you go to the side? I'll throw this away for you!"

Zhao Dezhu glanced sideways at Ju Wuying and the broken wine pot beside him.

He smacked his lips, really wanting a sip, whether it was white wine, red wine, or beer, or even rice wine if necessary. Unfortunately, it was during a mission, and drinking was strictly prohibited, except for a certain guy!
Ju Wuying smacked her lips on a sip of wine and then took a bite of meat. After hearing Zhao Dezhu's words, she shook her head with a calm expression, as if to say, "I'm not going!"

"Brother Su, how about we bring over some Coke? We have plenty of that stuff."

Wang Xin, prompted by White, offered Zhang Su some advice.

"I forgot! Quick, get everyone some soda!"

Zhang Su immediately arranged for people to make preparations. This soda, which originated in the United States, is also very refreshing. It would be nice to have a can when you can't drink alcohol to liven things up!
Soon, cases of Coke were delivered to the restaurant.

Despite the freezing weather outside, the temperature inside the restaurant was quite high. The well-stored canned cola was full of bubbles and tasted excellent, surprising many former fans of the drink!

Nowadays, most drinks outside have frozen solid, and even when they thaw, they're not nearly as good as before. They're fine for replenishing energy, but compared to this bubbling Coke in front of you, they're not even close!
"Come, let's all toast our leader. May Leader Zhang grow younger and more powerful, and one day conquer... uh, conquer the entire world!"

Fruit vendor Zhang Xin, holding a can of cola, led everyone to toast the main table with cola. He originally wanted to say he wanted a hundred wives, but when he found his sister-in-law was there, he quickly changed his mind!

Many people secretly regretted that they had been so focused on drinking that they had forgotten such an important matter.

"Alright, I also wish everyone good fortune and that you will turn misfortune into good luck!"

With that, Zhang Su raised his and Zheng Xinyu's Coke cups to everyone: "This cup is for tomorrow, this cup is for the past. No more toasting, eat your food, we still have work to do!"

Zhang Su has never liked this kind of drinking culture. When he was a child, his parents took him to banquets and he didn't like it when he was toasting others. Now that he is the one being toasted, he still doesn't like it.

Drinking culture cannot be completely abandoned, but it can be weakened to some extent.

With the leader speaking, the crowd naturally dared not play any more games and obediently ate their meals.

(End of this chapter)