The students here have all put on the thorn cages, Meng Chuan looked at these dying students, and asked, "Do you want to eat, it's been twenty-four hours since the last meal, you should be very hungry." ”

After the students were put in a stabbing cage, they couldn't even twist their necks at will, otherwise they would be stabbed by iron thorns, and they would encounter this kind of torture, even if they were hungry, they knew that Meng Chuan would not give them food, so they didn't bother to answer Meng Chuan's words.

Meng Chuan saw that they didn't speak, nor did they ask more, but asked the people in the cooking class to build an earthen stove at the upwind outlet, and then put an iron plate on it, and began to cook.

The political commissar said just now that he only eats noodles for dinner, so Meng Chuan is not easy to cook other meals besides preparing noodles for the political commissar, but the political commissar is so obviously helping himself, if he only eats ordinary boiled noodles for the political commissar, it seems unreasonable.

He is not a ruthless and unrighteous person, and if the political commissar is good to himself, then he must repay the political commissar.

After thinking about it for a long time, Meng Chuan could only start with noodles, and made a noodle delicacy for the political commissar himself, which was more or less a reward for the political commissar.

Because Meng Chuan is building an earthen stove here, so when the fire is burned, it can be called thick smoke, and this side is still the upwind outlet, and the smoke naturally drifts to the side of the warrior who is trapped in the thorn cage.

The iron spikes of the stabbing cage themselves were on the warrior's body, and the warrior was choked by the thick smoke, and he didn't even dare to sneeze, otherwise his body shook when he sneezed, which would make the iron thorns pierce into the flesh.

But don't dare to sneeze, it doesn't mean they won't fight, because sneezing is the body's instinct, it is very difficult to control, some people have good control over the muscles on the face, but they can tolerate sneezing a little, but the control is not good, but they can't help it, ah sneeze, the nose is comfortable, but the iron thorn is pierced into the flesh.

This kind of sharp contrast really made them unbearable, and after the smoke attack, Meng Chuan began to show his skills.

Now that the spirits of the cadet fighters are on the verge of collapse at any time, tempting them with delicious food at this time may have an effect.

Don't think about it, how can people be tempted by food, food should be the best attack to resist, this is true, but it also has to be divided into occasions, you haven't seen it, there are some war-torn countries abroad, a few catties of flour can be exchanged for a child.

In fact, things like this also happened in our ancient era of hunger and cannibalism, to put it bluntly, when you are not short of food, you will feel that the attack of food is the easiest to resist, but when you are really short of food, you know how precious food is.

And this is the case with the current soldiers, the long-term lack of food has made them malnourished, and at this time, a hearty meal can attack them as effectively as holding a gun to their heads.

The political commissar saw that Meng Chuan was not training anymore, and began to squat in front of the earthen stove, ready to cook, which really made him a little confused, even if it was a foreign special forces school, there was no record of the instructor squatting in front of the earthen stove to cook, what does this Meng Chuan mean?

Come all the way to give you enough support, you don't train, just cook here?

"Xiao Meng, what are you going to do here? Don't you train? ”

Meng Chuan immediately stood up, "Report to the political commissar, I'm going to make noodles, as for the training, aren't the soldiers being trained." ”

The political commissar looked at the fighters in the stabbing cage and reminded, "If you want to force them to withdraw from training, you should abuse them at this time, such as punching and kicking, so that the pain is even worse, and they may not be able to hold on." ”

Sure enough, the political commissar is from a special forces, and his training routines are deeper than mine, but Meng Chuan doesn't plan to do this, "Report to the political commissar, these students have endured a lot of torture, and they can persist until now, and they continue to torture their bodies, and the effect is not great, so I am ready to start from mental torture and force them to quit training as soon as possible." ”

Mental torture, this is a new word, and the commissar is a little curious, "Tell me." ”

Meng Chuan pointed to this earthen stove, "There are many manifestations of mental torture, the most significant feature is that it does not torture their bodies, but tortures their spirits, the most common is the confinement of our troops, but the effect of confinement is not great, it is impossible to make the enemy succumb, and I will add a large amount of mental torture on the basis of physical torture in the next few days, and this food temptation is the first step." ”

If food temptation is mental torture, then you have to make some delicious food, you can make noodles, and you can also tempt students?

Meng Chuan also saw the political commissar's doubts, and immediately said: "Political commissar, what you said is beautiful, but it is also false, when I make it, you can see if I am lying." ”

This is the truth, the political commissar saw that Meng Chuan was confident, and he didn't say much, and stepped aside, "Okay, then you can do it, I want to see what kind of flowers you can make with your next noodle under such simple conditions." ”

To go below, first of all, you have to ramen, Meng Chuan took out the basin, poured flour and water and kneaded a lump of noodles quickly, the political commissar saw that Meng Chuan was very good at kneading noodles, and he was also a little surprised, but he didn't expect Meng Chuan to be a generalist, not only the task was completed well, but in private, cooking was also a good hand.

Meng Chuan is going to make fried noodles this time, so the noodles pulled are not very fine, probably about the same thickness as pasta.

The speed of Meng Chuan ramen is very fast, because the toughness of the kneading noodles is very high, so there is no need to rub the noodles slowly, directly grab a piece of noodles, throw them back and forth three or two, the noodles will be stretched, and then go back and forth three or four times, the ramen will be completed, and then Meng Chuan directly put the noodles into the pot that has boiled water.

Although the earthen stove is upwind, the smoke and dust at this time is not very large, because the fire is already burning, and in addition, there is no wind, so the students have watched Meng Chuan's performance.

It's not that they want to see Meng Chuan's ramen, it's that they're now fixed in a stabbing cage, and they can't turn their bodies or heads, and they can't see anywhere else except in the direction they look at Meng Chuan.

So they could only watch Meng Chuan cook, but after they watched it, although they were still talking in their hearts that Meng Chuan was a devil, they had to admit that his cooking skills were really good.

The noodles over there were boiling in water, as long as they didn't stick to the pan, so Meng Chuan stopped staring, and went to the other side to start preparing some ingredients to fry the noodles for the political commissar.