pertwk Chapter 266 The bread is so delicious!
Chapter 266 The bread is so delicious!
Unlike the upper armory, which was filled with the smell of metal and machine oil, this place, though equally empty and desolate, carried an aura that belonged to "humans".
Although the aura had long since solidified.
Contrary to Xu Si's expectations, everything here maintained an eerie, almost obsessive-compulsive level of cleanliness.
It seemed no different from the military camps in China that he remembered.
The same strict discipline applies.
"Still this damn rigidity!" Fu Xiaojian said in a complicated tone.
Three parts nostalgia, three parts restraint, and three parts something indescribable.
Tashan peered through the window on the dormitory door. There were several metal beds with neatly made sheets, as if they had just finished morning exercises and were about to return.
Fu Xiaojian squatted down and picked up a pinch of dust from the ground.
"No signs of a struggle, no blood. Not even a motherfucker's footprints. Has this place been abandoned?" He stood up.
Xu Si couldn't answer this question, and neither could Ta Shan.
Tashan continued walking towards the innermost canteen.
"There's no need to go into the canteen. There are no supplies there. The supplies are all in those warehouses over there!" Xu Si reminded him.
There was even a fairly large cold storage room inside, but since there was no electricity at the time, you can imagine what was inside.
"Thanks!" Tashan said.
Xu Si wasn't being generous; it's just that Ta Shan couldn't possibly move all the items in those warehouses by himself.
Besides canned goods, there are various military rations and compressed biscuits.
The storage capacity of a military base is considerable.
The group walked toward the warehouse that Xu Si had pointed out, which was very close to the canteen at the end of the passage.
The outermost warehouse metal door was tightly closed, but with a gentle push from Tashan's tentacles, the metal door was removed.
A smell mixed with dust and aged preservatives wafted over.
Rows of metal shelves reaching the ceiling came into view.
The shelves were neatly stacked with metal boxes and cardboard boxes of various sizes. The text and icons printed on the surface of the boxes were still legible under the dust.
"Compressed dry rations...it's the food storage area!" Tashan was the first to squeeze in, his large body looking somewhat cramped among the shelves.
He casually pried open a green metal box at his feet, revealing a palm-sized square block wrapped in layers.
He picked up a piece, tore open the hardened outer packaging, revealing the dark brown block inside.
"It really is compressed dry rations." Fu Xiaojian was very familiar with this stuff.
It's fair to say that he was already tired of it when he was a child.
He shook his head, clearly not expecting much from the taste of this kind of field ration.
However, Tashan ate with great relish, swallowing the food without even drinking any water.
"Quick, see if there's anything else!" Yang Fan had already moved to another shelf, where larger cardboard boxes were piled up.
He pried open a box, and inside were indeed neatly stacked round metal cans with labels that read incomprehensible words, but with pictures that looked like beef and beans.
"Canned meat! We have canned meat! Brother Shan, want some of this? And we also have...canned fruit?"
Yang Fan lost one item each, and then he hugged a can of fruit, eating it while crying.
This was the first piece of fruit he had eaten in over a hundred days, even though it was canned.
Xu Si also opened a can of fruit, and then used his Star Pulse to scan all the warehouses.
This is the staple food storage area, and next to it is a separate storage room for drinking water, medicine, clothing, and even tool parts.
Inside the drinking water storage facility, mountains of sealed bottled water were piled up, their value even exceeding that of fuel for the convoy enduring the harsh conditions of the desert.
"There's still water and medicine over there!" But apart from Fu Xiaojian, no one listened to him; the warehouse was filled with the sound of slurping swallows.
Anyone who didn't know better would think it was feeding time at the pig farm.
Tashan was even more outrageous, eating a can of food every few seconds, and only stopped after eating half a box, looking somewhat dazed.
"Let everyone in. They'll rest here tonight. Move everything that can be moved!" Fu Xiaojian said to Yang Fan.
He hadn't originally planned to rest here.
After all, his past experience had taught him that the wilderness was far safer than built-up areas.
However, with so many supplies, it's worth taking a gamble.
Everyone has to take the gamble!
Yang Fan didn't have time to respond; he ate while stuffing his pockets full of canned food.
Only then did he hurriedly go to issue Fu Xiaojian's orders.
No sooner had Yang Fan left than Tashan let out a loud burp that echoed through the empty warehouse.
He patted his belly contentedly, and several thick layers of military green compressed dry food packaging paper fell through his fingers, with a few cans scattered at his feet.
He reached out and licked the grease and broth from the canned food from his palm.
He didn't care about the stains on his clothes.
It's been over a hundred days, and this is the first time I've truly eaten my fill without any worries.
For the first time, I realized that the heaviness in my stomach wasn't from worry and anxiety, but from real food.
He could accept death even if it were the next moment.
Shao Bing quickly scanned the entire supplies area.
Apart from the fact that the everyday food items were completely rotten, most of the packaged goods were in perfect condition.
There is also a dedicated beverage area at the back.
The convoy came in very quickly, like a swarm of rats entering a granary.
Everyone ate while shedding tears.
Only DouDou and a few other children were happy, genuinely happy.
They had never eaten many of these things before, which was a very novel experience for them.
"Don't eat too much, don't eat too much! This is military-grade compressed dry rations, be careful not to overeat!"
Seeing the other members of the convoy eating, Shao Bing quickly reminded them.
They didn't have stomachs like Tashan, but obviously no one cared at that moment.
The silent weeping filled the warehouse.
Only the little ones looked on in confusion, not understanding why they would cry when there was something delicious to eat.
Xu Si didn't say anything more.
The only thing that popped into my head was, "The bread is so delicious!"
Yao Yao's little face was smeared with canned food broth, and she was holding half a compressed biscuit in her hand. Her eyes were squinted into crescent moons with happiness.
Four people, including steamed buns and grilled sausages, huddled together sharing a box of canned fruit.
He haphazardly wiped his clothes with a fork he found, then carefully picked up a piece of pineapple, as if performing some kind of sacred ritual.
Inside the warehouse, the initial outburst of sobbing and the commotion of wolfing down food gradually subsided.
"Seriously, before this, I'd wanted to die a gluttonous ghost countless times!"
Xiao Wu lay half-reclined on the ground, not caring about cleanliness, and just kept talking. He wasn't talking to anyone else, but to himself.
After today, he had nothing to fear anymore.
Although the convoy had meals every day, in the apocalypse, they could only maintain a state of being neither full nor starving, and thrift had become a consensus.
Waste is not just shameful, it's a waste of life.
"I never imagined canned food could taste so good! My girlfriend is from Northeast China, and she absolutely loves canned food! She really loves it!"
The one who spoke was one of the three students, named Rui Jiaying. His voice grew softer and softer.
"I'm not actually hungry, but I just want to eat!" said another of the three, named Liu Ruizhe.
"Me too. I'm not afraid of never being able to eat it again, but I'm afraid that all of this is fake!"
Fang Liang was the oldest of the three, but at this moment he was like a child who hadn't grown up.
It happened to be an era where graduation meant unemployment.
He didn't know whether to be grateful for the end times or to hate them, whether before or after.
He remains just an ordinary person.