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Chapter 181 Swarm Airdrop
If the soldiers and horses are not moving, the grain and grass will go first.

If you want to quickly boost morale on the front lines, a delicious hot meal is definitely a good choice.

The special operation lasted for almost two years, and the two sides were in a stalemate for more than a year. The food on the front line began to be gradually downgraded.

If you cook with an open flame, it is easy to be discovered by a drone equipped with an infrared detector, and then you and your food will be captured.

Therefore, military canned food became the most common food eaten by frontline soldiers.

Especially on the Ermao side, because there are more people, the economy is worse, and the equipment is worse, many people have not had a proper hot meal since they went to the front line.

When Damao's swarm of drones arrived at the front line, its first mission was not to bomb people, but to deliver food to the front line.

Red Star Village.

This is a strategic location on the front line between the two sides and is currently being fiercely fought over by both sides.

A small river runs through the village. Damao and Ermao use the river as the boundary, each occupying half of the village and confronting each other.

Due to logistical reasons, both sides can only station one company of soldiers here. If there are more, it will be difficult for logistical supplies to pass through the opponent's fire blockade line.

But since the swarm of drones began delivering goods here, the strategic balance between the two sides has begun to tilt.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Every day, five large swarm drones arrive at Hongxing Village on time, which is the most exciting thing for the officers and soldiers of Damao.

Company commander Alexey couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth when he took out the two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes and one soup that were still hot and had just been taken out of the drone pod.

My company was stationed here for three full months, eating so much black bread and various military canned food that I vomited.

The battle line here is too close. Anyone who makes a fire to cook will be targeted by the opposing snipers. Even if they are not hit by the sniper, they will be hit by a mortar.

It is really difficult to get a hot meal here, but with swarm drones, it is different.

"Dawali, quickly distribute the food. By the way, tell the rear to remember to bring some fresh fruits next time."

"Yes, Captain!" After the communications soldier Andre saluted, he turned around and left.

Alexek looked at the rookie and cursed, "Sukabulie, this is the front line, don't salute me, I don't want to be targeted by the sniper on the opposite side!"

"Yes, company commander!"

"Sokabulie, don't call me captain!"

After Alexeyk finished cursing, he picked up the hot rice in his hand and began to observe the situation on the other side of the river through a periscope while eating.

When he saw the people across from him taking out black bread and greasy canned meat, he couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment.

At the frontline command post opposite, Ermao Company Commander An Jipu looked at the depressed soldiers around him and said comfortingly, "I have applied to my superiors for the lighthouse's individual rations, which will arrive in three days."

"Their rations come with heating packs, so we can have hot food when the time comes."

"Captain, you said the same thing three days ago."

"That's right. Three days later, another three days. Three days later, another three days. How long do we have to wait?"

"Damn it! Last time I just wanted to cook some hot porridge, but when they found out, they even blew up my pot!"

The mediocre soldiers in the command center immediately began to complain after hearing the company commander's big promises.

When Antip heard this, he cursed in his heart. The men he led were risking their lives on the front line, and the officials were making money in the back, but they didn't even give them basic rations.

The lighthouse's MREs are not good stuff, and they are all sitting in the back warehouse gathering dust. Can that stuff be used to breed?
Although he was also angry in his heart, as the highest officer here, he could only comfort him: "It's almost there, it's almost there, this time, it's really almost there."

"This is a strategic location on the front line. Whoever can take this place will have an advantage in the next operation."

"Besides, they are also suffering, and they don't eat as much as we do, so just bear with it."

Naturally, Antip's words drew a barrage of criticism.

Soon, someone raised questions.

"Captain, something is wrong. Don't you smell the aroma of food?"

"Yes, I smell borscht, soka buli. I haven't had it since I went to the front!"

"Where did you get the borscht? Are you hallucinating because you're so greedy?"

Antip swallowed subconsciously, then took a bite of the bread in his hand viciously and said, "Don't think about it. After the fight, I'll treat you to barbecue."

"This is the front line. Even if we were on the other side, we wouldn't be able to drink borscht."

Before he could finish his words, a cry of surprise was heard from his own command center.

A soldier squatting next to the periscope and observing angrily shouted: "Captain, the other side not only has borscht, they also have two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, and they are hot meals!"

He stared at the Russian soldiers as they threw the packaging boxes of their leftover meals out of the trench.

So most of the food had already been eaten, but through the leftovers, I could still see that the people across from me were eating sauerkraut beef, caviar, dumplings, salad, and a leftover mouthful of borscht.

After these words were spoken, even Antip lost his composure. He put down the black bread in his hand, walked to the periscope and began to observe carefully.

When he saw the outer packaging box of the leftovers, he swallowed his saliva again.

"Sukabile, how come they eat so well and even have caviar to eat?"

"The bread we have can be used as bricks, but they are still wasting it?"

"They are all spoiled soldiers. When they arrive at the front, they still demand hot meals, four dishes and one soup, two meat dishes and two vegetables. How can they win the battle when they are so spoiled?"

"I just want to know, where do they get the hot meals? Has our artillery blockade failed?"

Antip was staring at the opposite side in fascination when he suddenly spotted five large swarms of drones that were taking off and returning after delivering food from the battlefield.

He looked at the drone and immediately understood, then he started to curse: "Sukabulie, the young master soldiers on the opposite side really can't stand any hardship."

"They actually use drones to deliver food, damn it!"

"But they only have five drones, so they can't send many if they want to. I'm afraid only officers can get them."

"They can't even share the hardships with the soldiers. Have we fallen to this level?"

Ermao's soldiers cursed and returned to their seats, eating black bread and greasy canned meat.

Many people looked at the bread in front of them, took out their mobile phones, and started searching for food videos to eat with their meals.

Everyone ate and looked at the various delicacies, drooling wildly.

After just a few bites, someone stood up, slammed the bread in his hand onto the table, and said angrily: "Captain, those guys across from us have all had hot meals."

"Look, this is the TikTok video we just took of eating across the street. Everyone can have one."

"I was searching for nearby food videos and I found the one on the table across from me, Sokka!"

(End of this chapter)