Using the firelight, the four of them miraculously maneuvered their way to the kitchen.
"Wow, I smell grilled fish, it's still hot, and there's a pot of rice cooked with cured pork. Xiao Zhangzi, Xiao Dengzi, are you hungry?"
Zhang Dong rubbed his stomach. He was starving; he could eat a whole cow.
The rations we brought were limited, and the priority was given to our wounded comrades, who hadn't eaten anything.
"It's really hot! Did they just make it and haven't had a chance to eat it yet? Hehe, sister-in-law, want to sneak a bite?"
Deng Peng also looked on with anticipation; he hadn't eaten cured meat in a long time.
Ten minutes later, two men came in cursing and swearing as they brought in the food.
"Oh, that damned thief stole the food, took the pot, and even the fish is gone."
"What? There's no food left? What are we going to do? The chief hasn't eaten yet."
The man behind him turned pale with fright, and then, as if remembering something, rushed toward the rice bin.
Empty.
The flour sack was empty too.
The sweet potatoes have disappeared.
A wave of dizziness washed over him, and the large man swayed precariously.
"We're doomed, we're completely bare now."
When Guagua saw this, he slapped his legs and laughed heartily.
Its owner still prefers to cook everything in one pot.
I remember once, she was detained in the research institute for half a month because of an urgent project. When she came out, she looked like she had been drained of all her energy by a demon.
The leader assumed she would go home to shower and sleep, so he didn't strictly require her to return home immediately to rest. However, she turned around and slipped out without a single bodyguard.
Guess where she ran off to?
She sneaked into the boss's kitchen, like a mouse falling into a rice jar, and took all the good stuff from the kitchen.
That day, the leader's family was hosting guests, and the guests were all big shots from the top echelons of society.
When we started eating, we discovered that all the food had been carried away by the little mice. They ate their fill and even packed some to go, leaving not a single drop of sauce behind.
The leader saw the guy sneaking in suspiciously and then swaggering away pushing a cart on the security camera, and he was both amused and exasperated.
From that day on, the leader never dared to force her to expedite the research again, and she wouldn't accept any orders from above, for fear of going hungry.
On the rooftop, the four of them ate until their bellies were round with the delicious grilled fish.
hiccup~
The young teacher burped, clutching his stomach.
"Shishi, the stolen food smells so good."
"Perhaps the cook is quite skilled. Xiao Dongzi, let's give the leftovers to the people inside the house."
There's still half a pot of rice left. Don't waste it. It's better for each person to eat a few bites than to go hungry.
"Okay, we'll have to wait a while. If the food is missing, they'll definitely look for it by following the smell."
"The window is too small, the pot won't fit. Old Deng, go and get a clean basin first."
"OK."
"Sister-in-law, Xiao Shi, we're just killing time anyway, let's remove the fish bones and mix the fish meat with preserved meat rice so they can eat it quickly."
Shishi, Little Teacher: ...
Everyone had tears in their eyes when they ate the delicious fish and rice.
Being a prisoner was actually more comfortable than being in the compound.
Because he was the most seriously injured, Li Pan ate a few more bites, and he remembered this delicious "prison food" for the rest of his life.
Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to get back to work.
He pulled out four pieces of cloth from somewhere, tied them to his face, and carried the only mechanical gun on the entire island with a bandit-like air.
"Squat down and put your hands on your head. If you're not happy, then fight. It's either you or me who dies."
Because of the theft, all the pirates and Curly basically gathered together, saving them the trouble of searching.
The sudden appearance of four thieves within thieves enraged the pirate leader, who gritted his teeth and demanded, "Did you steal my things?"
No one answered, and the pirates laughed in anger. But their laughter turned into a disaster when the one carrying the gun actually started firing.
Zhang Dong, carrying a wooden gun, stood there with his long legs, exuding an imposing aura.
Deng Peng stood to his right, holding several strings of bullets, which made the big, dark-skinned guy look quite handsome.
The little teacher was carrying a basket full of grenades. He sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a grenade in his little hand as if pulling the pin.
Shishi rolled a large log, about a meter tall, in front of the three people who were already in position. Then she stood to Zhang Dong's left, and wherever she pointed, Zhang Dong would shoot.
It makes a crisp, clattering sound.
Of course, it only hit the grass at our feet, and grass clippings flew everywhere.
"I'll say it again, squat down and put your hands on your head, be nice to me, I'll count to three, if you don't squat down, this time I'll shoot you."
"three."
"Little Dongzi, if you're missing an arm, you'll be missing a leg. Shoot."
"Your Majesty, I obey."
Da da da.
"Ah, my leg, brother, my leg."
The second-in-command, who was missing an arm, had crippled legs.
Oh, so your leg is crippled but they still offer a cure.
"Little Master, he's out. Drag him aside and apply medicine to stop the bleeding." As long as he doesn't bleed, she doesn't care about anything else.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The leader's pupils contracted.
"You, you have no martial ethics, you don't even know the difference between one and two."
Shishi rolled her eyes. "I didn't use my fists, so what's this about martial ethics? I just used my mouth, so what's this about verbal ethics? Three, I counted. It's you guys who didn't listen."
"Alright, alright, I'm a good kid. I'll give you one more chance. I'll count to three again, and this time it won't be 'da da,' but 'bang bang.' Little Master, are you ready?"
"Your Majesty, I'm ready." Xiao Shi raised a grenade in one hand and fastened the rope with the other.
"one."
Clap clap clap.
Ta-ta-ta.
The sound of someone squatting down in a flash.
Some people squatted down too quickly because they were nervous, and the big face of the person behind them bumped into the butt of the person in front.
A crisp cracking sound followed, and it was unclear whether the person in front had broken their spine or the person behind had their nose injured; in any case, screams of agony filled the air.
"Don't shout. I just said one. If anyone shouts 'three' after I say three, I'll bang them on the head. Three."
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