() Although the commander of the 17th Army was talking about the house, what was finally handed over to Lu Tao was a tent, of course, this was no longer the rear of the front line, but the camp that Lu Tao had been to before.

The war continued, but it seemed to be in some kind of quagmire, whether it was demons or humans, they could only push each other near the front line, and no one could move forward a bit, except that the Cathedral of Light, which was the center of the battlefield, became more dilapidated, and even the top of the tower, which was originally intact at the top, had now disappeared, leaving only a chimney-like thing, still smoking outside.

After this experience, Lu Tao doesn't seem to have to go to the battlefield anymore, although his previous job is to protect Lisa and Xiaoying, but unfortunately, those demon-destroying stone arrows that originally had a considerable effect will soon be exhausted, according to the current reserves, it should only last another day or two, but fortunately, because of the addition of these demon-destroying stones, it has prevented several more serious group attacks on the demon's side, which can be regarded as making due contributions to this battle.

Now it's evening, Lu Tao is waiting for the food in the cauldron in the open space outside to cook, the food in the camp is very rough, the chef wearing a black and yellow chef's suit, Lu Tao doesn't know what it is, throws it into the cauldron, and then boils it directly, but in the end it can emit a fragrance, Lu Tao doesn't know, whether it's because he is too hungry, or because the chef's level is too high.

From the mouth of another soldier who helped, he learned that the soldier with the broken leg was named Mickey, which was naturally a strange name, and when he heard this name, Lu Tao always thought of the mouse with a pair of big black ears.

Mickey hasn't woken up until now, Lu Tao knows that this coma belongs to human self-protection, if not, there will be all kinds of problems in the body, fortunately, Mickey who is lying on the bed is breathing steadily, and his heartbeat and pulse are normal except for a little slow, but it makes Lu Tao, who has been a little worried, breathe a sigh of relief, in case Mickey dies like this because there are too many worlds, Lu Tao is afraid that all the efforts he has made before will be in vain, and even make the rather bastard medical officer Rooney become proud, that is probably the last thing Lu Tao wants to see, especially his triumphant, may still be due to the loss of a life.

There were a lot of people in the open space outside, according to the number of people in the barracks, it was not only this pot that was steaming food, people in the nearby tents all ran out, carrying some strange iron plates, and some even held a helmet tightly in their hands, as a tableware for eating, for them after a day of fighting on the battlefield, there was nothing more attractive than eating a hot meal.

Lisa and Xiaoying do not live here, but in a special place for women to stay on the other side of the camp, Lu Tao is not easy to pass, and they are not easy to come, so they have lost contact temporarily. Lu Tao also had an iron plate in his hand, indeed he was like the soldier who took them to the warehouse before, it originally looked dark and a little dirty, Lu Tao spent a lot of time cleaning it in the stream next to him, which made his cleanliness habit from modern society a little lightened.

"The meal is ready, the meal is ready, all line up, one by one!"

The cook's rough voice came from the side of the cauldron, which immediately caused a commotion in the crowd gathered nearby, but they were used to listening to orders, and they still lined up in a long line as the chef said, Lu Tao was in the middle of the line, if he wasn't too hungry, he wouldn't

will be in such a hurry to be in such a high position, such a big pot of food, how to see how it is enough for everyone to eat.

The clearing was silent, except for the sound of the huge spoon in the cook's hand and the various cutlery colliding together, which sounded a little harsh.

The soldiers who got the food, let alone chopsticks, didn't even have knives and forks or anything like that, they just used their hands to put the food on the plate into their mouths, and then they were scalded by the hot food until they grinned.

After queuing for a long time, it was finally Lu Tao's turn, Lu Tao put the somewhat deformed plate in his hand next to the cauldron like the soldiers in front of him, the chef looked up at Lu Tao and asked, "I don't seem to have seen you before, are you new?"

Lu Tao hesitated for a moment and nodded: "That's right, I'm new here, and I only came to the barracks here today." ”

"Good!

After the chef said a word, he didn't say anything more, but as before, he slipped a spoonful in the cauldron with a spoon and buckled it into Lu Tao's iron plate.

Lu Tao thanked the chef and walked aside with a plate like everyone else, he just felt that it seemed that he had a little more food in his hand than those others, could it be that the chef took care of the recruits?

Although everything Lu Tao learned from the people in front of him, but the way of eating could not be learned, Lu Tao took out a pair of chopsticks from his pocket, and ate the food on the plate, chopsticks are too easy to make, unlike knives and forks and other things, they must be made of metal to use, and they can be made into chopsticks by cutting them with two wooden sticks.

The food cooked in the cauldron is unexpectedly delicious, those things that look like grass, but there is a smell similar to fennel, the white lumps taste like a combination of potatoes and yams, the taste is similar to potatoes, but the taste is quite refreshing~ smooth, and there are some green lumps, which taste more like lettuce, this meal of food with plant fiber and starch is enough to make the soldiers who have fought on the battlefield for a day to eat their stomachs, except for the lack of meat, there is nothing to criticize.

Lu Tao was eating happily with a pair of chopsticks, but it attracted the attention of the people next to him, and a soldier looked at it curiously, pointed to the chopsticks in Lu Tao's hand and asked, "Hey, what is this? It looks like it's very useful!"

Lu Tao was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed something, it seems that there is really no such thing as chopsticks in this world, people here speak Chinese, use Chinese characters, but do not have the habit of using chopsticks, which always makes Lu Tao feel quite strange, and subconsciously directly ignores this problem.

Raising the chopsticks in his hand, Lu Tao replied: "This thing is called chopsticks, you can make it with two wooden sticks, you can try it, but it is a little difficult to control, and you need more practice." ”

The soldier nodded: "Hey, what is practice? I can even use the sword in my hand so skillfully, what is the difficulty of these two thin wooden sticks? Can you show me? I will also make a pair when the time comes!"

Of course, Lu Tao has no opinion, although he is a little worried that this person will directly snatch the chopsticks, but the chopsticks are so easy to make, Lu Tao feels that even if it is snatched away, it doesn't matter, fortunately, the soldier just took it and looked at it and returned it to Lu Tao, and he didn't take it directly as his own because he saw Lu Tao's proficiency in using chopsticks, which made Lu Tao can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When Lu Tao finished eating his share of food and returned to the tent, he found that Mickey had woken up

A little weakly stretched out his hand to Lu Tao, and only a monosyllabic word came out of his mouth: "...... Water ......"

Lu Tao nodded, took an iron kettle from the side, opened the lid and leaned into Micche's mouth, carefully poured the water into his mouth, and waited until Mickey nodded to indicate that it was enough, then took the kettle away from Min Xi's mouth, and then asked: "Mickey, are you hungry?" I'll go get you some food back." ”

Mickey nodded with difficulty, then took out a small cloth bag from under the belt behind him, handed it to Lu Tao, and said weakly: "...... Thank you so much for saving your life, please......"

Lu Tao opened the bag and saw that it was also an iron dinner plate, but it was much better than the one that recorded him, not only the edges and corners, there was no wear, and some complicated patterns were engraved on the back, and there was even a pair of tableware left in the bag, which were knives and forks that Lu Tao often saw on TV.

Holding the iron dinner plate in his hand, Lu Tao turned around and walked out of the tent, the question in his heart about the appearance of such a delicate dinner plate next to Mickey was only a flash, there are all kinds of people in the barracks here, maybe Mickey just has some special attachment to the plate and the meal, after all, even Lu Tao himself has a special cleanliness habit? It stands to reason that they are all here, they should not have superfluous cleanliness habits at all, but should think about life first, Du Tao still has to wash his dinner plate cleanly, and by the way, he also made a pair of chopsticks to take advantage of.

In the open space outside, the cook and the cauldron next to the cook were still there, and the cauldron was still steaming, because the flames below were not extinguished, but continued to burn, which was probably designed to take care of all the soldiers in the barracks, after all, not everyone could return to their camp accurately at the time of meal.

Lu Tao walked up to the chef, faced the chef's somewhat puzzled eyes, and had to explain: "There is another wounded man on my side, and this is his share." ”

The chef's hand holding the spoon paused, and then he suddenly tapped the edge of the pot with the spoon: "Oh, I know who you are, you are the guy who made a bet with Rooney, right? Yes, yes, Rooney, that guy, I hate it the most, relying on his father to be the deputy commander, he is doing evil here, if the captain is not looking at his father's face, how can he make this guy so arrogant, you are good, if you can make Rooney suffer a big loss, I will cover you here in the future! Hahahaha!"

Lu Tao: "......"

The chef smiled heartily, but Lu Tao could only twitch the corner of his eyes, standing in place without words, to be honest, he had already seen that this chef had a very high status in this camp, and among the soldiers who had just lined up, no matter who they were, they were respectful to him, on the other hand, it can be seen from the size of the chef that being a chef is a position with a lot of oil and water, no matter what good things you have, you can stuff them in your mouth first, if you have a good relationship with him, if Lu Tao wants to eat something like meat, I'm afraid it's not a particularly difficult thing。

The cook laughed there for a moment, and then stretched out the spoon in his hand: "Come on, don't you have any wounded there? I'll give you another meal, I know the bet between you, and it would be best to get the wounded soldier well, and then beat Rooney hard." ”

As he spoke, the chef used the big spoon in his hand to scoop a spoonful of the plate Lu Tao held in his hand, which was more than the one Lu Tao had eaten by himself just now.