"No, if you didn't kick it, then who did? Damn it! You still say you didn't kick it? I'm telling you, don't let me catch you!"
He turned around angrily.
The commander-in-chief stood with his arms crossed, watching the two of them.
Hook felt cold sweat trickling down his forehead, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Hehehe, Commander-in-Chief, are you alright? Or you could lie down first. You're so tall, you're too obvious, you'll be a target for the other side."
After saying that, he seemed to suddenly realize something.
seemingly?
Is the commander-in-chief from the opposing camp?
How did they end up in their camp?
The hook looked back.
All his teammates were tied up and kneeling on the ground, their mouths stuffed with rags, looking at him and the fat man with disappointed eyes.
He immediately understood what was going on, and Hook swallowed hard.
“Look, come and see.” He tugged at the fat man’s sleeve.
Fatty: "Hey, what are you doing? I'm fighting the enemy. Don't bother me. If you don't fight and I don't fight, people will think we're all alone. That wouldn't be good."
Hook wiped his face. "Oh well, he's beyond saving."
He then put down his gun, turned his back, and squatted down with his teammates. With a 'snap,' the people behind him put handcuffs on him.
Only after the crisp sound rang out did the fat man belatedly turn around.
He was so frightened by just one glance that he dropped the gun.
Oh my god, this is terrible! That was the only thought in his mind at that moment! Instead of training, they were discussing what to eat? He knew he was being incredibly unreasonable.
Sen Qi'an crossed his arms, and after seeing that the two idiots had finally realized what was happening, he cursed something and left.
He left his teammates alone to handcuff the fat man and make him kneel down to the side.
Alright, the Northwest Squad has been completely wiped out.
The reason for its downfall was: gluttony!!
Cough cough.
It's quite embarrassing, actually. Because these two were so lazy, their entire team had to run 50 kilometers with weights. They were supposed to rest early today, but everyone was dragged into running until evening. Furthermore, the commander-in-chief gave Lin Yiran's team an order not to bring them food that night; they could come and eat after training.
So the hot pot broth that had been prepared in advance was left untouched, waiting for them to come and cook it themselves after training.
The vegetables have all been washed and the bone broth has been prepared. If you prefer clear broth, that's fine too.
After the training ended, a group of people arrived in a car. At that time, Lin was still busy preparing dipping sauce in the kitchen. When she suddenly saw so many people rushing over like zombies, she was startled.
Those people, with their grotesque and lifeless appearance, really looked like zombies entering the city; some even crawled in.
Lin Yiran: "What's wrong with you guys?"
"We've had extra training!"
Jin Shuo took the lead and rushed into the small kitchen carrying an alcohol flask, a bowl of dipping sauce, and all the dishes he liked before heading to his seat.
"Damn it, I'm starving!"
There was a large white steamed bun stuffed in his mouth.
Steamed buns and hot pot are a perfect match!
He knew how to eat this stuff, so he carried a bunch of things out.
But the others had never eaten hot pot before, so they grabbed bits and pieces here and there, failing to gather everything. One person even yelled, "My God, the food isn't cooked! How are we supposed to eat this? Cook? Cook, come out here!"
Lin Yiran went inside and demonstrated how to eat it to them: "First, light the alcohol burner, then scoop out a spoonful of bone broth or hot pot base, then add water and bring it to a boil, then blanch the vegetables and meat in it, and finally dip them in the oil sauce, and then you can eat it."
Lin Yiran demonstrated earnestly, and the group of people surrounding her watched intently as well.
Meanwhile, Jin Shuo outside was already slurping his food.
After the demonstration was completed, one person was about to carry a pot out when Sen Qi'an swayed in, startling the group so much that they dared not move.
"Please..." He waved for the commander to go get it first. He didn't stand on ceremony, went in and looked at the messy dishes, then frowned: "Didn't you cook today?"
"And why is this dish so messy?"
There was a basket on the east side and a basket on the west side, and some vegetable leaves even fell out of the plate.
He's the commander-in-chief, and the logistics troops are also under his command. How can things be in such a mess? As soon as Sen Qi'an said this, the students next to him immediately spoke up to defend Lin Yiran.
"No, no, this is hot pot. You have to cook the food yourself. And the food wasn't messed up by someone else. We messed it up when we got it. It was fine when we came. Yes, that's right, it was fine. It has nothing to do with them."
Sen Qi'an looked at Lin Yiran, who nodded, and he reluctantly believed her words.
But his face remained long.
Although I don't know why there was extra training, it must be because the training results weren't satisfactory. Being a commander-in-chief is quite tough for him.
Lin Yiran quickly went over and found a tray to prepare everything. She also took two plates of sheep brains and placed them on the tray, saying to him, "These are sheep brains, they're very nutritious, take them and have a nice snack!"
I thought Sen Qi'an would be grateful, at least give Lin Yiran a nice look, but Sen Qi'an's reaction after seeing the sheep brain was quite different.
It was white and looked like rotten tofu, with some blood mixed in.
What should I do if I feel nauseous for no reason?
He glanced at Lin Yiran suspiciously, wondering if she was trying to set him up.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and asked, "What is this? Sheep brains? Why didn't you bring them out earlier if you had something good?" Then, it took a plate of food right off Sen Qi'an's tray.
It was Jin Shuo. He came over as soon as he smelled the aroma, picked up the plate, and left. As he left, he said, "If you don't want to eat it, then give it all to me." He really didn't stand on ceremony.
After he finished speaking, Sen Qi'an slapped his hand across the face, and he reluctantly carried away a plate of sheep brains.
The world is vast, but rice is the most important thing!
Then Sen Qi'an left with his tray, leaving a group of students drooling over the sheep brains on his plate. They didn't know if it would taste good, but everything Lin Yiran made was delicious! Especially something Jin Shuo had certified as 'good stuff'.
That must be right, that stuff must be delicious.
Although it doesn't look that great.
"Is there any more? Is there any more?" As soon as Sen Qi'an left, everyone surrounded Lin Yiran, anxiously asking her if she had any more.
Lin Yiran pointed to the freezer, "Look, there's another one in there."
Then a group of people rushed forward like madmen to grab the last plate of sheep brains.
Some clever people, seeing that they couldn't get any sheep brains, simply took a few extra plates of mutton rolls with them, so they wouldn't lose out!
at last,
Han Bing used his mental power to scare everyone away, then walked past them with the last plate of sheep brains in his hand.
The sheep brain controversy has come to an end.
Those who hadn't tried it could only weep silently, wailing, "This is outrageous! They're bullying us!" Many people silently grumbled in their hearts.
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