I often say to Peng Zheng: "This man is to live and suffer. The soldier we are the front line of human suffering and suffering. But you must remember that everything has advantages and disadvantages. At least, don't worry about having no food to eat in the army?"

Peng Zheng once shook his head contemptuously and muttered to me weakly:

"Well, it makes sense, hehe! Actually, in my opinion, the benefits are more than you think! For example, if you have insomnia, come to the army to join the army, and your life in the army will make you sleep and you will not want to wake up again. If you are anorexia, come to join the army, and the instructor will make you see your butt like you see a char siu bun. If you want to lose weight, come to join the army. The military camp will definitely make you completely turn into a top-notch MM with a handsome rib or a witch figure. Similarly, the military camp will make you forget what it is

If you can't sleep alone, the military camp will also make you forget what it means to lose food and food. The military camp will let you know what it means to carry out weight loss to the end! I think the propaganda words for our recruitment should be changed, and we should not write those big slogans for what to do for the country and the family. If you come to a slimming concentration camp or a natural chemotherapy room with a very difficult and complicated disease, our army must have a lot of soldiers. Maybe you have to go through. There are not a 100,000 or 200,000, and you won't even let the military inspector in the door!"

"Report to the instructor! Our hands are too dirty. Can you go and clean them?"

Listening to the above-mentioned veteran soldier of the XX Group Army, he suddenly made his own request to the military police leading the team, I now feel that Peng Zheng’s remarks are very philosophical.

In fact, what the old squad leader said was the truth. He looked at us wearing yellow mud, like Bodhisattvas worshipped in the temple.

You should know that we had just crawled out of the swamp, and now the heat from our body slowly evaporates the water vapor, and the yellow mud on our hands is soft and hard. If we have to grab the steamed buns with our hands, then anyone will feel extremely disgusting.

But without the reminder of the old squad leader, all my consciousness was attracted by the fragrant steamed buns. I am afraid that even if I have feces on my hands, I will take one and eat one. What else will there be anorexia?

"After all the staff arrive, unify the meal order, you can do whatever you are responsible for. There are so many questions!"

The unhappy military police replied coldly, causing the vanguard to immediately retreat.

Well, XXX, I have never heard of having to give a unified order for a meal. Looking at this strange thing, although I wanted to eat hard, I had to become more and more alert. There must be something tricky about it!

"start!"

Seeing that everyone lined up outside had entered the cafeteria, the military police immediately issued a very decisive command like running a 500-meter obstacle.

Maybe it's all over, but after giving the command, this girl immediately raised her hand and looked at her watch, while reading: "60,59,58..."

The cafeteria immediately became a little messy. After hearing the conversation between the vanguard and the military police, most of the soldiers immediately walked towards the faucet according to their usual habits, and wanted to wash their hands before going to have a meal. However, I saw some veterans and several officers of the XX Group Army rushed to the dining table in one step, and tried hard to stuff them into their mouths without caring about picking up the steamed buns.

"Fuck, what's this for? I'm taking robberies for dinner? Someone is reading a number? Do you want to shout a command? For example, yo 21, comrades, take a bite..."

Peng Zheng and Wang Yulong looked at each other, and the little ghost head looked at the distance with confusion as Company Commander Kuang had joined the robbery battle. We knew too much about the commander who passed by and greeted him with his eyes except during training. This girl would never do anything meaningless.

"Idiot! Go quickly, there is a time limit for this fucking meal!"

Before he could finish his words, my face had changed long ago. Seeing that Company Commander Kuang had wiped out a steamed bun mixed with yellow mud all over his hands into his stomach, and the number of the military police beside him had already read 50. I pulled Peng Zheng hard, and grabbed the table with one step, grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into my mouth, chewing it desperately.

Hearing my roar, Peng Zheng, Wang Yulong and the vanguards next to me immediately came to their senses and looked at the gendarmes staring at us on the dining table. I am afraid that when the time comes, they will come to drive people away! They immediately followed my steps wisely, rushed to the table, and started working frantically.

The soldiers who had already arrived at the cafeteria to wash their hands felt something was wrong at this time, and there were still a few who were taking the opportunity to gossip about it? But when they saw this scene, they immediately panicked. The dry yellow mud was wet after just getting the water. They squeezed to the table like flying, picked up the steamed buns and ate it. They thought that their stomachs were empty and time was not waiting for anyone. At this time, they still cared about yellow mud, afraid that there would be stones to swallow them as well, but why did they say it was a little late? By the time they all rushed over, the time had passed.

My mother! The dry steamed buns are really bad, not to mention the yellow mud and dirt on their hands. After chewing them, you can feel that there are few foreign objects stuck in them. Not to mention how difficult it is to swallow, there are pickles and egg soup on the side, but do you dare to eat them? The skill of eating pickles may have eliminated a steamed bun. After all, it is still important to fill your stomach. When you eat, you can stuff as much as you can.

At this time, I only regretted that my parents were so handsome. I had to give birth to me. Why do I have to give birth to such a delicate and beautiful person? I'll beat Wang Yulong, who was killed! As soon as he opened his huge mouth, half of the steamed bun went down. Moreover, this guy's mouth was extremely developed. He seemed to be reincarnated as a starving ghost. He ate it a few seconds later than me. But now the third steamed bun has already fallen into the ground, and I am still competing with the third steamed bun? Oh my God! I just want to force these steamed buns into my stomach with one punch!

“5,4,3,2,1,stop!”

Sure enough, there were only sixty seconds. When the time came, the other side was happy to watch our pitiful military policemen immediately came to the destiny. They rushed to the middle of the table and picked up the basin and left. Then a whistle of emergency gathering sounded at the entrance of the cafeteria.

I'll make you! Even if you have a steamed bun in your hand, under the savage eyes of the gendarmes, you have to throw it away reluctantly and rush out to gather immediately.

But there are still people who don't care about this and secretly stuff the steamed buns into their sleeves or pockets. I even saw a military policeman staring at a veteran and hid the steamed buns without saying a word. There was a contemptuous smile on my face. I felt cold in my heart and knocked out half of the steamed buns that Peng Zheng was still reluctant to leave. He quickly pulled him away-
Chapter completed!