The non-commissioned officer at the head obeyed the lord's order and removed the second senior brother from the hook and placed it on the ground.

He took out a dagger and cut the flesh from the place where the bullet entered, and as the outer skin was cut little by little, the non-commissioned officer's hands began to tremble more and more...

With the help of the natural light coming from the outside, everyone present could clearly see that the internal organs of this second senior brother could not be broken any more...

If it were a living person, it was estimated that the body would stiffen on the spot, and even if it did not die immediately, it would gradually lose its breath in the roaring curses.

In addition to this, they found a warhead that remained in the body.

Because of the angle of injection and the kinetic energy consumption caused by the flip, this warhead did not shoot through, but turned the internal organs upside down.

The non-commissioned officer, who was a butcher before joining the army, knew more or less some of the body structure, as well as the importance of intact internal organs for living beings.

The shattered and miserable internal organs in front of him are more serious than stumps and broken arms.

There is a missing arm and a leg, and there is still a chance to survive, but the internal organs are broken, and even if the gods come, they can't be saved.

According to recent discoveries, Moon Elf spells can stop bleeding and repair minor wounds, and experienced Moon Elves can heal broken bones, but they don't have the ability to connect severed limbs, let alone nerves.

Unless there's a resurrection coin like Ted, he's... It's completely cold.

"Oh my God... This thing can tear the internal organs... If you are beaten by this 'peanut', it will be very cold! One of the GIs preached with trepidation.

Another soldier frowned, shook his head and sighed: "This is not only an external injury, but also an internal injury, the body has been pierced, it is estimated that this 'peanut' can wear another one!" ”

The non-commissioned officer at the head seemed to understand something, he turned to look back at the lord, and asked in a trembling voice, "My lord, are you planning for us all to learn to use this kind of thing?" ”

At this time, Ted's hearing was still not fully recovered, and he stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes: "What are you talking about?" ”

"My lord! Are you going to let us master this weapon!? This time, the non-commissioned officer spoke to Ted in an almost shouting voice.

"Yes, that's right!" Only then did Ted hear what the man in front of him was talking about.

After saying this, he picked up the leak clip and bullet casings on the ground and put them in his pocket, these are all resources, just like the iron box of luncheon meat, they must be recycled and not wasted!

In addition to waste utilization, Ted will also have a new toy in the next period of time, and this time~ it will not be broken even after half a month.

"My lord, what are we going to do next? Do you have a request? ”

Ted stepped forward slowly, looked thoughtfully at the pig in front of him that was more than 300 catties, and turned his gaze to the non-commissioned officer: "Take it to the kitchen, add food to you, and eat it that night~"

"Thank you, sir!" The joy of the non-commissioned officers is indescribable, because on average, each person gets at least a kilogram of meat to eat!

In Valentine, there is no limit to vegetables, wheat and rice, and fruits are all-you-can-eat!

But only meat has a limit! At this stage, the average person will only get 200 grams of bone-in meat per day, although life is hundreds of times better than last year, but... Meat is never too short in the extremely cold weather in the north.

The academy personnel and soldiers, or the dung carriers and water delivery workers who still work outside in bad weather, will get more meat, and the rest of the ordinary citizens will only have a small piece.

Even so, the soldiers present were still greedy for this fat second senior brother!

Although the soldiers got a lot of meat, there was still a certain distance from the food...

Such a pig, all cut into braised pork, mix the fresh and thick sauce, drop a little green onion as a garnish, plus a small pot of rice...

A soldier can eat at least two pots! This master chief even thinks that he can eat three pots!

But... Eating braised pork alone will be too fatty, so it's better to divide the pork into several parts and make different meals...

"When you think about it, it's beautiful!"

At this moment, not only the non-commissioned officer chief, but also the other soldiers were all drooling, staring at the second senior brother in front of them.

"Okay, let's disband today, tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock, assemble on time!"

The soldiers, who were still drooling and conjecturing just now, immediately changed their faces after hearing the order and lined up neatly.

The non-commissioned officer at the head gave a standard Prussian military salute: "Yes, sir!" ”

"See you tomorrow then! After cleaning up the bloodstains here, you can carry the pigs to eat! ”

"Yes!"

Ted stood still, looking at the group of soldiers who only obeyed his orders, and a brief feeling of 'I'm amazing' came over him, but it was much worse than the grand parade.

But that's not a problem, as long as you develop well, there will always be a day!

He greeted everyone with a smile, then raised his hand to dissolve, and he opened the door and left: "Eh, my ears, I have to let Alice help me treat it, and then let Mia massage me..."

The master chief wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth: "Everyone obey the order and clean up the mess on the ground!" Then run to the cafeteria! ”

"Yes!"

...

As an elite among soldiers, cleaning up this mess is easier than a pediatric task.

Half an hour later, they were in the cafeteria.

At this time, the public officials were just about to start the meal, and everyone was holding the lunch box and waiting for the meal to be served.

The people present watched this group of macho men walking in front of them carrying a fat pig, and their hearts were very itchy.

But ~ on second thought, under the leadership of the lord, sooner or later, everyone will live a life of freedom of meat!

In the canteen, it was still the strong man chef not long ago, he was only responsible for making lunch for the soldiers, and there was someone else who made dinner.

In the evening, the brawny man was transformed into a dinner cook at the town hall.

"Makarov! Here we go again! "The master chief came to the cook with a team of soldiers and a fat pig.

"Yo, isn't this Mueller? How? Not going to patrol today? The cook, Makarov, put down the literacy textbook in his hand and got up to look at the old acquaintance whom he saw every day.

"Chosen by the lord to perform some secrets, this pig was rewarded to us by the lord!"

"Oh? Then you brought the pig, did you want to stew it? Or do you want to braise it? Maklov stretched his muscles and prepared to work, apparently guessing everyone's intentions.

After all, more than a hundred fierce men dragged a pig, and they definitely didn't come to show off in front of him, they must have been hungry and wanted to eat this second senior brother.

"It's okay, it's up to you to improvise, brother~ Let's just wait to eat!" Master Chief Mueller waved his hand and motioned for the soldiers behind him to carry the pig over.

As a senior chef, I don't like to be bound by rules and regulations, and I bring the ingredients to let myself play freely, which is the best!

"Okay! No problem! Then put the pig on the scale first, and I'll see how much meat this head can produce~" Makarov turned around and spread the kitchenware on the table... I thought that the apprentices would run over to help when they heard the voice, but I never thought about it... These people were lazily lying on the table, looking tired even if they hadn't worked much today.

Uncle Makarov was so angry that he kicked the apprentice who was sleeping and reminded: "Don't sleep! Is it that tiring for 10 people to cook three meals for 200 people a day? Get up for Lao Tzu! ”

Complaining about this, Makarov was still not satisfied, and continued to speak: "You should all kowtow to the lord!" Before that, you all had to wait for food on the street to die! ”

"Hey, hey, master, we're coming..."The apprentices who were woken up put on their hats and got up to cook in a gloomy manner.

After the fat pig was weighed, Makarov smiled, looked at the weight displayed on the scale, stretched his eyebrows and looked back at Mueller: "One hundred and seventy-eight kilograms, really strong!" The meat yield is estimated to be 75 percent, so sit back and wait! ”

"Okay!"

...

Picking up the kitchen knife, Makarov possessed the kitchen god, and it only took five minutes for the apprentices to break down the second senior brother in front of him into several parts.

"Take half a fan of pork to make a grilled pork chop first, remember! Bake it three times, and each time you have to fill it with my secret sauce, you know? ”

"Well! Master, absolutely no problem! ”

In the kitchen, there were eleven people in total, and under the leadership of Uncle Makarov, everything was going on in an orderly manner.

In the dining room, the dinner of the public officials was quite sumptuous, and everyone praised the dishes when they saw them.

The sign erected next to it reads: Each person can get five braised pork ribs tonight!

"Eh, I have ribs to eat today!"

"yes, the sauce can be used for bibimbap, which is pretty good!"

"Slippery... Be sure to put more sauce in it! ”

The people who were waiting in line to eat suddenly became interested, and they were all talking about the taste of the ribs...