Even if the German military rations cannot keep up with the Italians, who are known as foodies, they are not inferior to any other country. The gap in national strength only makes them less complete and more than the Americans. The German submarine soldiers are second only to pilots in the German military. Coupled with the captain's comfort and flattery, Lei Zhenyun really had the idea of ​​not wanting to leave.

This is also very good, they... are they fighting or vacationing?

China now has no naval force. Even if there was such a small naval force before the war, it was beaten by the Japanese after the war started. As for the submarine... Lei Zhenyun had never seen that thing, let alone eat food from submarine soldiers.

The captain found that the wine was useless, so he had to impress Lei Zhenyun with food and drink. He had caught Russian Russians before, and judged Lei Zhenyun based on his experience of the Russians. As long as the Russians were given wine, they would not complain no matter how bad they were. In fact, he was worried that they were redundant, because there was no bad food in the submarine. Even the worst one was much better than the Russians' black bricks mixed with dandruff and soil.

Mengelle suffered from his own fault. When he got out of the boat with a bitter face, he picked out two small pieces of paper blocked in his nose and looked at Lei Zhenyun who was eating and drinking heavily, and reached out to try to catch a sausage.

He was not hungry, just wanted to change the taste, but the stench in his mouth was too strong, but when his hand was about to touch the sausage, Lei Zhenyun hit his hand aside: "Have you washed your hands?"

Menger looked at his hands that had made the feces and urine white, then looked at the pile of food in front of Lei Zhenyun, swallowed his saliva and came to the boat with difficulty, squatting there on the slope of the submarine, washing his hands carefully, but for some reason, suddenly a whisker swam in the water beside him. Menger looked at the wandering whisker shrimp for a while, and suddenly remembered the shrimp that collapsed into his throat.

Lei Zhenyun was sending two pieces of white bread with a big sausage into his mouth when he suddenly saw Menger washing his hands while squirting out a lot of things from his mouth, and then he fell into the water.

Lei Zhenyun jumped up in shock and ran to Menger where he fell into the water and grabbed his neck and pulled him onto the hull. Menger lay on the hull and vomited a lot of sea water, and then lay on the submarine like a dead dog, and actually cried out in tears.

Lei Zhenyun chewed the bread and finally finished his stomach and said, "Why are you crying? Didn't you pull you out? Eat, eat, this time you have washed your whole body. Come here and let you eat."

Menger lay on the hull and slapped the boat hull and said, "I'm not hungry, I'm thinking about it, I'm going to go down to clean up those...those things, I feel uncomfortable and can't help crying. I'm a doctorate, a doctorate in medicine from the University of Munich, a master of law, and... I'm going to take out feces again... You're not as good as letting me die."

Lei Zhenyun squatted beside him and patted his back. Lei Zhenyun, who had never even studied in elementary school, didn't even have a concept of what he said about the doctoral degree, so he didn't know where to start.

Menger has a cleanliness obsession, and those who study medicine have a cleanliness obsession. He is particularly big. He can't help but wash the sheets immediately after sitting on the bed. Now he actually goes down to the stinky cabin to brush feces. It's better than killing him with one shot.

Lei Zhenyun was so tired that he could not help but patted his back and said, "If you cry enough, go eat. There are still a lot of things. I don't know what it is. You went over and taught me."

Menger sobbed and sat up next to Lei Zhenyun, took a small iron can and said, "This is refrigerated milk. Drink it quickly, otherwise it will be useless. The can is full of butter. I don't know if you are used to it. We...we Germans..." He couldn't help crying when he said this.

Lei Zhenyun picked up the can of milk and handed it to him and said, "Stop crying, hurry up, drink this, there is a cold storage on your submarine?"

Menger took a sip of milk and said, "Yes, we all have it on our German submarines, but it's not too big and can't hold too many things. This is a can of roasted pork elbow. If you eat this, it's better than sausage."

Can the elbow be roasted? Lei Zhenyun hurriedly picked open the can, and it was indeed the smell of the nose. He took out a piece and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. He nodded and took out another piece and handed it to Menger. Menger reached out to pick it up, but before he could receive it, he heard the captain ruthlessly say behind him: "Mr. Major, it's time for you to go down again."

Menger choked in his throat twice, took the roasted elbow and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it and then into the boat.

The captain looked at Menger with contempt and took out a white handkerchief to wipe his hands. He originally wanted to throw it into the sea, but he couldn't bear to put it in his arms and sat in front of Lei Zhenyun.

Without Menger's translation, Lei Zhenyun and the captain were speechless, so the two of them didn't say anything. They picked up the pile of things and started eating separately. But after a while, they suddenly heard the roar of planes coming.

Lei Zhenyun looked up and found that it was a huge plane flying slowly from the northeast direction. Lei Zhenyun frowned, what kind of plane is this? How could it fly so slowly? It's so fast that it's so fast.

But the captain of the submarine jumped up in horror and shouted: "Catrina."

The other sailors on the deck of the boat were all screaming in horror, and ran to the 88 anti-aircraft gun on the deck. Just as they were operating and preparing to attack, the captain screamed and waved his hands repeatedly. The sailors first looked at the captain in panic, and then they all sat on the deck in a daze.

The captain stood up and waved his hands hard toward the plane. Not only did he wave his hands, but he also gestured and said something in the loudest voice. After the slow plane circled the submarine, it shook its wings and flew away again.

The captain fell on the deck and wiped his sweat. Lei Zhenyun didn't know, but he knew how dangerous the situation was just now. It was the Allied Catalina seaplane. Although it flew very slowly, it was the best weapon for attacking submarines at sea. There was no other way to compare with him.
Chapter completed!