It's just the next noodle effort, it doesn't take long, when the little brother comes back with the dining cart, the Heaven Squad hasn't been able to finish the discussion, but looking at the soldiers with guns on the other side, they obviously can't stand it anymore, on the one hand, the mental pressure is too great, and on the other hand, the guns are not light.

The little brother walked straight to the wall and carefully pushed bowls of noodles across the wall, "Everyone has worked hard all day, I specially ordered some noodles for you, and the greeting was not good." ”

The squadron leader felt that the opponent's methods were simply not worth it, and asked in a contemptuous tone, "Are you hungry?" ”

"If we're not hungry, we can still hold on."

"Okay, I'll treat you when you go back, and invite everyone to eat well."

"Thank you, Captain." Then everyone continued to guard with guns.

Only ventriloquist soldiers are different, at this time he has been rescued, he thinks about dying anyway, can't he be a full ghost? He got up and walked to the wall, and just as he was about to get a bowl of noodles, he was stopped by the little brother.

The rest of the squadron had a look on their faces, you see, there was a conspiracy, but the next scene surprised them.

"You're special, give you a bowl of dumplings, what do you want to eat?"

"Uh, what else can you pick?" After the ventriloquist finished speaking, he understood that the prisoners sent to the execution ground were indeed able to eat a full meal and choose food before the execution.

"Pork and green onions, is there?"

"Yes, here you go."

"Thank you for bringing me the Last Supper, although I have many wishes that have not been fulfilled, I don't blame you, and there is nothing wrong with you." After the ventriloquist sighed for a while, he retreated to a corner with a whole bowl of dumplings, and just grabbed the dumplings with his hands and ate them, even the chopsticks were useless, "It's delicious, it's delicious, there is a taste of dumplings made by my mother, woo woo." ”

He just shed tears while eating dumplings, and quickly solved a bowl of hot dumplings.

The soldiers around him just watched him burp after eating, well, green onions, not to mention how uncomfortable it felt, and his stomach kept protesting, he was also hungry after tossing for so long, but looking at the squadron leader's benchmark-like back, everyone felt that they could bear it.

"I'll put it here, whoever is hungry can take it themselves, I still have to eat dumplings, my mother's craftsmanship is first-class." The little brother nodded, and found that the noodles were a little insufficient, but he couldn't take care of so much, and he was sorry for his stomach if he didn't eat such fragrant dumplings while they were hot.

Whew, a hot dumpling belly, that feels really good, the whole body is comfortable.

As soon as the members of the Heaven Squad saw that the little brother had started eating, they immediately joined the ranks of the luxurious dinner, after all, what the little brother could eat must have been made by the eldest mother, because to be honest, he couldn't eat what he made himself.

The little brother scolded with a smile, "Didn't you say you weren't hungry just now?" One by one, they will pretend to be fake, I don't know my craft, can that thing be eaten for you? ”

Because it was completely safe, the little brother didn't take precautions, so the voice was not small, of course the people on the other side could hear it, and now they praised their wisdom even more, the noodles really can't be eaten.

After dinner, everyone recovered and continued to have a dance party that didn't end, Cheng Shuai didn't understand these people, shouldn't he have a good night's sleep now? Still playing, is it big-hearted, or energetic, "Little brother, can you arrange a room for me, I want to sleep first." ”

"Come with me, there are a lot of rooms, you can make up the room yourself."

"I will, my office is also in the building, and there is a lounge that I pinch myself."

"That's good."

The little brother took Cheng Shuai and Hai Mingzhu to find a room at random, anyway, there are countless rooms here, and they are all the same.

After settling them down, the little brother returned to the dance scene, and he still had to keep an eye on the enemy on the other side, which was the task assigned to him by the boss.

The dance party ended late, and no room was found, so everyone fell to the ground and slept together, snoring.

It was only at this time that the squadron leader ordered that the gun in his hand could be put down, and they were finally able to relax, this person would be easily sleepy and hungry once he relaxed, and now the soldiers of the squadron are like this.

When the squadron leader saw this situation, he didn't insist anymore, so let's eat something, anyway, in fact, he has been a failure since he entered this room.

"Let's eat, let's see that little soldier has no problems, this noodle should be non-poisonous."

Hearing the order, everyone couldn't care about their weak arms and legs, they crawled to the wall, picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, and then the sound of the chopsticks falling to the ground came and went.

"It's really useless, it's not easy to use your arms like this? It seems that I don't usually practice seriously enough, so I'll pick it up and continue to eat. ”

"Yes." This answer is also a bit weak, the first person to eat the noodles is even more earthy, looking at a teammate who just came over next to him, he is very generous, "Brother, you eat first, I have to slow down, this arm does not obey." ”

The teammate took the chopsticks that the other party sent over steadily, and his eyes were a little red, this is the true feeling, the true love that can only be seen at the critical moment.

"Thanks, brother."

The power of role models is unlimited, so the constant occurrence of such scenes is really a deep sense of comradeship.

The squadron leader looked at this scene and nodded incessantly, this is his subordinates, they are all good, he only hates that he doesn't have a camera at this time, and he can't record this moment.

"Battlefield recorder, write it down for me, I want to record it forever."

"Yes."

The soldiers eating noodles were really in tears at this time, crying one by one was called miserable, snot and tears were mixed and flowed down, and the facial expressions were indescribably weird, but it didn't matter, as a battlefield recorder, he had the words to describe such a scene.

"Okay, bring me a bowl too." Seeing Xing, the squadron leader also wanted to join.

But it was cold, because no one took the initiative to hand him noodles, not a single one.

The squadron leader's face gradually turned iron-blue, "What's wrong?" Am I not your comrade-in-arms? I'm usually a little harsh with you, but I'm not here for your good, am I? Give me a bowl. ”

"Yes." The soldier closest to the squadron leader tearfully handed the bowl and chopsticks in his hand to the squadron leader, and his expression at this time could be said to be changeable in a second, and it was very difficult to understand.

"That's right, you know, I can share your ups and downs, uh, this noodle." With a snap, the bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

The squadron leader's tears also fell, crying the most miserable one, and of course, the soldier who handed him the noodles cried very badly.