It's now quite clear who's lying.

Lin Yiran didn't say anything, but handed the bullet to Jin Shuo. Jin Shuo immediately understood what was going on, then picked up his broadsword and said, "I didn't expect your Second Army to be so good at turning black into white."

"I'll ask you one more time: were these deer killed by your people?"

The man asserted confidently, "We killed it! We chased this deer for a long time and fired more than a dozen shots before it died! We're the ones who shot it."

Lin Yiran couldn't stand it anymore and took out the bullet in her hand to show them: "You lie without even thinking. The fatal wound of this mutated deer is on its neck. It is true that you fired more than a dozen shots, but not a single one hit the vital point. It's one thing to be incompetent, but you also distort the truth and make false accusations. This is truly intolerable."

"Jin Shuo, why waste time talking to them? Let's just attack."

"They stole our deer and killed our people; this is an outrage against heaven and earth!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Shuo exclaimed, "Alright!" He moved the large cleaver in his hand to his chest and swiftly knocked several people in front of him to the ground. They died with their eyes wide open, filled with rage as they stared at Lin Yiran!

The same look in the eyes of Lin Yiran's teammates who had just fallen.

It was filled with resentment.

However, when Lin Yiran and her team uncovered the truth and retrieved the deer, their teammates finally closed their eyes in peace.

Lin Yiran and Jin Shuo worked together to drag the wild deer back to the camp.

When he saw them dragging a deer back, Sen Qi'an was not surprised at all. He had already used his spiritual power to know the whole story, and the deer should belong to them.

Sen Qi'an: "We're running out of supplies. How about you guys prepare some venison for dinner tonight?"

Lin Yiran nodded, then called over all the logistics soldiers to skin the deer, clean it, and chop it into long strips, preparing to make a barbecue of venison.

Lin Yiran didn't make any moves throughout the entire process.

Seeing such a large elk, the team members came over to lend a hand, so Lin Yiran became the one with the least free time. However, after the venison was prepared, it was her turn to take charge of the cooking.

Many fires were lit in the camp to keep warm. These fires were perfect for barbecuing. The venison was divided into ten equal pieces, so that several people could share one piece of meat to grill, which saved Lin Yiran the trouble of grilling.

All she had to do was prepare the seasonings, then patrol around and keep an eye on the heat. Lin Yiran was the busiest person that night.

However, when she actually tasted the venison, Lin Yiran felt that all her hard work and exhaustion were worth it after that one bite. The venison was so delicious, it was simply indescribable.

The fragrance can be smelled for miles around; this is no exaggeration.

The aroma was so enticing that even the Second Military Academy, camped on the other side of the oasis, could smell it.

At first, they only smelled a faint fragrance. As soon as the smell came out, they couldn't sleep. They thought about the nutrient solution they had been drinking recently.

Ah, there's no harm in comparison.

Then the aroma grew stronger and stronger, so fragrant that some of them even sniffed and unconsciously touched their rumbling stomachs, which were already full but were now growling with hunger due to excessive stomach acid secretion.

Well, they're hungry again.

It smelled so good that they knew it must be delicious just by smelling it.

"Wait, what's that smell? It smells so good!" asked the bald teammate.

The teammate next to him, who was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, used his senses to investigate: "The opposing team is having barbecue!" He spoke with a hint of jealousy and his tone was unfriendly.

Bald teammate: "Barbecue? It can't smell this good. We're not even close to them. And is it really possible for someone to cook something that tastes this good? I think it just smells good."

Speaking of this, the commander next to him became interested: "You don't know? After I was eliminated in the last rainforest competition, I went to the First Military Academy's live broadcast room and saw all kinds of dishes they cooked, like pheasant stew with mushrooms, pine needle chicken and the like. They looked so delicious that they made my mouth water. I even bought a membership to try them out. The taste was really amazing!"

"Only then did I realize what kind of food we usually eat. It's not even half the food of the army."

After the commander finished speaking, he fell silent, because he vaguely sensed the gaze of their Second Army Logistics Commander, which was constantly lingering on him.

Oh no, I've offended someone now. Even though what I said is true, it's not appropriate to praise someone in front of your own people, is it?

The worst part is that it was overheard by their own people.

But it tastes really good! If he took a bite, he'd be so happy he'd be in heaven.

The aroma lingered, swirling and circling in his nostrils, making his stomach rumble with hunger. He was hungry again. But it wasn't mealtime yet, and food was limited, so he decided to endure the hunger for now. One by one, they resignedly closed their eyes.

On the other hand, the team next door was all in high spirits, turning the iron skewers in their hands to ensure the venison was heated evenly. As the oil sizzled and dripped down, they almost shed tears of emotion on the spot.

It smells so good! It smells absolutely amazing!

Lin Yiran then found some cardamom and simple salt to enhance the flavor, spread them evenly on the venison, and kept turning it over and over until the skin of the venison was crispy. At that point, the venison was considered cooked.

There was no need to serve them on plates. Lin Yiran and the others adopted the simplest way of eating: each person took out their military dagger, disinfected it with hot water, and then cut off pieces of meat to eat.

You could see the venison sizzling and oozing oil as it was being butchered, which finally satisfied people who hadn't had any meat for days.

They were both surprised and satisfied when they ate the large pieces of venison.

To their delight, they marveled at Lin Yiran's culinary skills. They were also satisfied with the meal, feeling completely energized and eager to run to the nearby oasis to fight the aquatic turtles.

As for why it's called a turtle, it's because those things are slow, have hard shells, and the remaining shells can be used as weapons.

It would be even better if they could eat. But that's just wishful thinking; Sen Qi'an won't let them leave the team without permission. The game is the most important thing right now.

However, after eating Lin Yiran's cooking, they couldn't forget it. They then began to subtly try to build a good relationship with Lin Yiran, hoping that they might be able to eat such delicious food with very low energy in the future. They had a feeling that Lin Yiran might be very capable.