Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 426 06.0425: "We in Gutai like this very much!"

The Imperial Navy conducted a large-scale recruitment campaign in the port area of ​​​​Las Vegas.

Any free sailor with more than three years of void sailing experience can sign up.

It’s just that there is an additional requirement attached at the end, 'having strong ability to withstand pressure and endure hardship'.

This is a screening criterion added by Horatio out of consideration for the pessimistic combat environment in the future.

The old steward of the Hood family who was a boatswain was specially invited by Horatio to help with the recruitment work.

This gray-haired but still dignified old butler had worked on Vice Admiral Hood's battleship for half his life when he was young.

He worked his way up from a sailor to the chief boatswain assisting the captain.

Once Horatio had made his requirements clear to him, he immediately understood what kind of crew to choose.

In the end, after more than a week of selection, the majority of the qualified sailors were former Vegas Nest workers.

They adapt to the small and closed living environment, and work diligently and willingly.

It can be said that as long as they are provided with food, they are the most hardworking crew members.

There were even quite a few people there who had once been in the labor gang with Horatio Cochrane.

When the gang boss, whom they had only met once, transformed himself into a noble and respectable captain of the Imperial Navy, these former subordinates were all shocked and followed him even more wholeheartedly.

Some of the crew members and sailors came here because of Horatio's status as a saint of the Anglican Church and the Sisters of the Order.

In the human empire where faith is everything, following a captain who has been canonized as a saint is the lifelong pursuit of many fanatics.

They believed that by following such a captain, as long as they could wait for the moment of glorious death in battle, they would immediately receive the protection of the God-Emperor, their souls would return to the Golden Throne, and they would be far away from the sufferings of the mortal world.

Well, although Horatio didn't like to make false claims based on facts that had not yet been verified, he could not resist the spontaneous religious enthusiasm of the people.

Of course, there were also people who signed up enthusiastically because of the reputation of this heir of Speyer. Most of them had some connection with the Imperial Navy. Many of their ancestors were veterans who had participated in the Gothic War and fought hard battles under Speyer.

Today, these descendants of the Gothic War hope to continue following the descendants of the Gothic Savior, just as their ancestors followed Admiral Speyer, and create immortal achievements.

Under the various halos of Horatio.

The registration point for the E96 attack ship in the square is always crowded, so much so that they have to add "willing to obey adjustments" to the screening intention in order to evenly distribute the excess crew members to other ships.

As for the selection of civilian officers and senior warrant officers, it is left to professionals.

The only thing that happened was the selection of the chief chef, which Horatio took part in personally.

The interview took place inside the Roman amphitheater in Vegas.

Contestants could only cook using electromagnetic heating equipment - a test of the chefs' ability to cook large pots of food using equipment with limited power during a wartime fire ban.

Horatio asked the logistics department to transfer a large amount of standard food supplies, and required the chefs to use induction cookers and pots to cook enough delicious food for thirty people at one time according to the standards of the naval kitchen.

If you can use an induction cooker and a pot to prepare meals for 30 people, then using the integrated cooking equipment in the ship's kitchen to prepare a large meal for thousands of people should not be a big problem.

Among the chefs who signed up, Horatio saw an uncle who was not unfamiliar to him.

"Mr. Yin, why are you here?" Horatio, who was wearing a decent officer's uniform, had a red cloak with a blue lining and made of specially made short-staple nylon draped over him. It rustled as he walked. He raised the corner of his mouth and asked as he approached.

"I saw the Navy's recruitment notice for ship cooks. Alas, I am almost fifty years old. I just hope I can serve the Empire once more in the rest of my life."

The man wiped his hands with a towel, raised his strong arms, and bulged his biceps: "Even if you ask me to pick up the gun again, it won't be a problem. I can protect this battleship."

He then struck a well-trained tactical shooting pose, highlighting his former career as a skilled sergeant.

"By the way, your daughter also wants to apply for the position of civil officer in the navy."

"It was from her that I learned that the navy was recruiting, so I wanted to try it myself."

Horatio raised an eyebrow and said, "But this is not an easy job. What about your restaurant?"

"I have many apprentices. Let them take over the responsibility of the restaurant. Serving the imperial army is my life's pursuit. Besides, I have to experience the feeling of traveling in the sea of ​​stars. Otherwise, wouldn't the Divine Emperor's vast territory be wasted?"

"If you are determined, then I wish you good luck in your assessment."

"Yes, as you wish, sir. I will use my unique skills to cook a dish that will satisfy you!"

This "Chef Competition" lasted for two hours, and most of the contestants came up with their cooked dishes within the specified time.

Those chefs who failed to meet the limited-time demand had to leave the market regretfully.

The bottom line is to prepare enough food within the time limit, and taste comes second.

Usually, before officially sounding the first-level combat readiness alert and fighting the enemy, the crew will first take a shower, change clothes, and then have an emergency meal.

If the chef cannot finish cooking the meal within the specified time, it will undoubtedly affect the combat efficiency of the crew.

Therefore, time is the lower limit, and taste is the upper limit. Horatio personally tasted the finished big pot dishes of each chef one by one, taking a bite of each dish, then rinsing his mouth with pure water, silently scoring, and then tasting the next one.

When he walked up to the Asian-looking man and looked at his dish, his blue eyes suddenly widened.

[This… this is!! ? ? ]
I saw 30 servings of 'Squirrel Mandarin Fish' being fried, topped with sauce, and neatly arranged on the serving plates.

"Captain, please enjoy."

The man picked up the plate and deftly arranged one of the dishes in a simple yet elegant way, making it easier for the young captain to taste.

When the squirrel mandarin fish was brought to him, he could almost smell the delicious aroma escaping from the cracks in the fish's body.

It's like the fragrance of mountain springs and wild flowers intertwined.

In the 41st millennium, I can still see the delicacies from my hometown in my previous life.

A hint of anticipation flashed in Horatio's eyes, and he gently picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

It swayed on the tip of the chopsticks, as if it couldn't wait to jump into his mouth.

He carefully put the fish into his mouth and immediately recognized that the squirrel fish was in sweet and sour ketchup. The first bite he took was that the skin was crispy, like the fur on a squirrel's tail, slightly shiny but not overly greasy.

Next comes the fish meat inside, which is so tender that it seems to melt in a sip, and extremely delicious. Its taste is like mountain spring water and fresh breeze, a gift from nature and time.

As you chew, the fresh aroma of the mandarin fish meat and the fresh fragrance of the pine nuts dance in your mouth. The delicate taste is like the softest willow catkins in spring, light and smooth.

He closed his eyes and let the wonderful taste bloom on the tip of his tongue. At that moment, he seemed to be in a mirror lake deep in the mountains, feeling the agility of fish jumping out of the water.

A hint of surprise flashed across the young captain's frowning face.

The man smiled crookedly and lifted the lid of the large pot that was cooking on the induction cooker next to him.

In an instant, a scent of vinegar and fruit hits your face.

A whole pot of sweet and sour pork with pineapple appears before your eyes, the sauce is crystal clear, the whole pot is bright and the color is attractive.

The man scooped up a portion and served it. The crystal clear sweet and sour juice slid down the golden pieces of meat, like the drizzle in the autumn, moistening the taste buds drop by drop.

Horatio examined the dish carefully.

Each piece of meat is coated with just the right amount of starch paste, and the crispy fried skin seems to make you imagine how tender and juicy the meat is when you put it in your mouth.

Driven by biological instinct, he eagerly picked up a piece with the chopsticks prepared by the man and took a gentle bite.

The aroma of meat immediately fills the air between the lips and tongue, and the sweet and sour taste dances in the mouth, like water flowing between rocks in a stream, making people feel refreshed and happy from the heart.

The fresh pineapple chunks hidden in it bring a hint of tropical freshness, neutralizing the fatness of the meat and making the whole dish have distinct taste layers and endless aftertaste.

As you chew further, each plump pineapple particle seems to be vying to release its sweetness, dancing with the sourness of the sauce, creating an irresistible temptation.

The center of the meat still retains a trace of heat, as if it is the soul of the dish, gently ironing the tip of the tongue, making people unable to help but savor it and indulge in this warmth.

On a rainy night like this, this sweet and sour pork with pineapple is not only a delicacy, but more like an old friend. It tells its own story with its unique flavor, allowing everyone who tastes it to feel the warmth and gentleness from the legendary southern East.

While Horatio was still enjoying the sweet taste, the man handed him a bowl of cordyceps, black chicken and kelp soup.

Taking the soup bowl and stirring the clear soup slightly, Horatio put the spoon to his lips with satisfaction. The delicious soup flowed down his throat, injecting warm and nourishing sweet dew into his stomach. He felt refreshed, warm and comfortable.

"Sir, I think you deserve the position of chief chef on the Epic attack ship."

After savoring it for a moment, the young captain opened his eyes and looked at the chef in front of him with awe.

The man quickly leaned forward to thank him.

"It is my great honor to serve you and the Imperial Navy! Thank you for giving me this opportunity, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Horatio immediately issued a letter of appointment as a civil official, which was handed to the man by a clerk.

At the same time, the selection results in other places have also been announced.

The man's daughter Yin Shuyao passed the examination for the chief accountant with a score of 16 points ahead of the second place and a score close to full marks.

Her calculations were so accurate that she could, alone, with the help of a standard financial thinker, accurately calculate the assets and liabilities of a battlecruiser of the Imperial Navy at the end of a fixed period.

At the same time, after optimizing her material consumption, theoretically the ship's optimal range can even be increased by 10%.

Horatio also issued her a letter of appointment.

As a Zhongchao civilian, becoming a warship planner in the Imperial Navy is an achievement that would be the envy of all the neighbors.

It was no less than the era in his previous life - 'Do you know? The girl next door was admitted to the military civilian establishment of the Audit Office of the Ministry of the Navy.'

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