The meaningless answer gave Winters a headache. He asked bluntly: "Come on, just tell me where did the officer in charge of the night stand eat?"

"Centurion Charles is all back to the camp for dinner," Sergeant Taylor answered honestly.

"What? Go back to the military camp? It's almost two kilometers in one trip..." Winters frowned and asked, "What should I do here when the star official returns for a meal?"

"Anyway, Lieutenant Charles is back to the camp for dinner." Taylor replied naturally: "Just leave it to us."

Winters understood what was going on and whispered a few words in his heart. Charles might dare to leave his post without permission, but Winters did not intend to learn from it.

He reached out to take out his food and said in a relaxed tone: "Lt. Charles is diligent, I'm lazy. I'm too far back. I'm too lazy to go back, so I'm here to eat. You eat and drink normally. If you feel uncomfortable, just pretend I don't exist."

Since the star officer said this, Sergeant Taylor didn't say anything more.

He saluted, sat back to his seat, and began to break the hard bread into his mouth.

When the other soldiers saw the tenth troupe move, they continued to chew heavily. They were already too hungry.

Winters had two paper bags in his bag. He untied the paper bag, one of which contained beef - he was "tired" and died of many cows when he moved the cannon.

If the animals were not needed to move the cannons away in the future, the officers could have exhausted all the remaining cattle at a speed of two ends a day.

Another paper bag contained bread, not the shredded bread that the soldiers ate, but white bread.

Remove the bran outside the wheat, and then grind it once and sifted it three times to obtain refined white flour.

Wheat itself is the best and most expensive cereal, and the refining process will lose a lot of quality, so white bread not only tastes better, but it has an extremely strong symbolic meaning in itself.

Buba, who was originally swallowing voraciously, suddenly stopped his movements in his hands and mouth. He stared at the beef and white bread in Warrant Officer Montane, and his Adam's apple flipped up and down, swallowing hard.

The other soldiers also saw the beef and white bread in Warrant Officer Montane. They just took a deep look, then quickly looked away, silently lowered their heads and chewed the thick bread in their mouths harder.

"What are you looking at! Eat your own!" Tsunmaster Taylor scolded with a serious face.

Upon hearing this, Buba quickly lowered his head, swallowed another saliva, broke a large piece of the bread on his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Winters understood a little bit why Lieutenant Charles was going back to the camp for dinner.

Thirty-one years ago, the coalition forces of various provinces attacked and killed the "butcher" Earl of Ally, and the provinces became republics.

Twenty-six years ago, the coalition of the Republics defeated the "madman" Richard, and the Senas Alliance was established.

The sages proudly declared that "we have to be independent because of such an self-evident truth: for the rights of 'man', there should not be a part of people above another. If someone thinks that they are more noble than some people, then he agrees that they are less noble than other people."

At least what Winters learned in history class, and Winters was willing to believe that the martyrs ended the emperor's rule for this noble goal.

But Buba, who was still smirking just now, now buried his head deeply in his shoulders. The originally pleasant meal time has also become silent and restrained.

Seeing all this, Winters suddenly felt that the food in his hand was a little difficult to swallow.

While eating, Buba secretly looked up at the delicate bread and meat in Warrant Officer Montane. He looked at the delicate bread and ate the thick bread, as if he was eating the thick bread in his hand as delicate bread.

Winters directly reached out to take Buba's thick bread over. Buba was startled and froze in place.

"Is it so delicious? It's so delicious that I want to try it too." Winters broke half of Buba's shredded bread, broke off most of his bread and returned it to Buba: "Don't say I'm robbing your bread! I'm changing it with you, not robbing it."

It was not until Winters stuffed the bread into Buba's hand that he came to his senses. But he was still stunned and kept giggling. But he didn't move his mouth, just looked at the bread in his hand, and then looked at Taylor, the chief of the Twelves.

Sergeant Taylor nodded with a calm face.

Then Buba hurriedly stuffed the white bread into his mouth like a treasure, chewing it with joy on his face.

He was too greedy and stuffed too much bread into his mouth in one breath. He was choked and coughed, but he was still giggling when he coughed.

The thick bread that had been in the mouth for a few days had been put into the mouth, and it immediately sucked all the moisture in its mouth. Winters smiled wryly and said, "Are there any extra cups? Give me some soup."

"Use mine." Sergeant Taylor took out his cup expressionlessly, found a clean handkerchief and wiped it, put a cup of hot soup and handed it to Winters.

"Your soup is not in vain, I'll exchange the side dishes." Winters crushed the cooked beef shanks from another paper bag and added them to the soup.

The other soldiers in the ten-man team were also stunned, looking at the pot, but no one touched the spoon.

Old Taylor sighed and nodded again.

The other soldiers couldn't wait to serve the soup and rush to retrieve the beef from the pot.

Private Dan and Winters, who were responsible for cooking tonight, said: "I have long felt that rumors are all fake. I have delivered so many meals, and no chief except you have ever said 'thank you' to me. You can see that it's easy to get along with."

Winters originally thought Dan was just here to flatter, but the more he thought about it, the more he became, the more he was, the more he was: "Hmm? Wait, what are the rumors you were talking about..."

"Nothing, nothing." Dan smiled and ran away.

Buba took a big sip of the broth and said happily: "I have eaten bread and also eaten broth. I haven't eaten it so well for a long time. How great is Chief Montane? Why did you scare me before?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! I noticed another breakthrough, Winters immediately asked Buba: "What are you scaring you? Tell me carefully."

"Nothing, nothing." The other soldiers quickly stopped between Winters and Buba. Old Taylor picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into Buba's mouth.

Obviously not a good thing, but Winters wanted to hear it even more. He reached out and grabbed Sergeant Taylor: "Don't tamper him, let him say it."

"...Yes? Why don't I tell me?" Everyone covered Buba's mouth with all their might, but he dodged left and right to speak: "Captain Montane... They said you were very cruel and liked to cut off your head, calling you a 'headhunter'... and calling you a 'blood man', saying you know the black magic of wizards..."

The other soldiers were anxious and tried their best to block Buba's mouth.

Buba struggled and said, "...and, there are other things..."

"Okay! Stop!" Winters shouted angrily.

The soldiers of the Taylor Ten-Players were frightened and dared not move anymore.

"Let him finish." Winters looked at Buba: "Tell me what else."

Buba smiled foolishly and said, "They said you are very desperate when fighting. The Century Team you led was left with only four living people... They were all lying to me. They all thought I was stupid. In fact, I can tell who is a good person and who is a bad person.

You are so good, how could you be?"

Winters felt his chest was stuffy and it took him more than ten seconds to calm down his emotions. He was too lazy to explain, and he didn't want to explain to the people in front of him.

"Sir, that's not what we mean..." Old Taylor hurried out to smooth things over.

Winters looked at Sergeant Taylor, then at the other soldiers, and said calmly: "The rumors are indeed true. Only four of my Century team survived. I cut off the enemy's heads, and I do know the wizard's black magic."

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

"How could it be? I don't believe it." Buba said silly: "You are a good person."

"Maybe, maybe not. War only requires soldiers who obey orders, and good and bad people have nothing to do with them." Winters was a little lonely, but soon returned to his usual expression: "Continue to eat, the soup will be cold."

Everyone sat back to their original position and had a meal silently.

After eating this "centered meal", Winters arranged the night tour for the ten-person team, and left the guard post and headed for another ten-person team.

However, Winters thinks it is best to check the sirens arranged in front of the gun position before the past.

The location dozens of meters away on the east side, the fire flashed from time to time, which was the "Western-1" gun team that was conducting night shooting.

In the night sky ahead, the city walls of Tacheng loomed.

Strolling under the night sky and staring at the stars, Winters' pace became lighter. The cool breeze took away the heat of the day. He felt a hint of comfort for the first time since he climbed the island of Chiyi.

The first thought that jumped into his mind was, "I don't know what Anna is doing now? Will she be watching this starry sky like me? What are Coza and Ella doing?"

The sirens were arranged not far from the gun position, and Winters arrived soon.

It is called an alarm, but it is actually just a simple trap composed of thin lines and bells. It is simple, but effective, and it will make a sound if you accidentally touch it.

However, Winters searched for a long time but couldn't find the tripwire position. He almost thought he had gone to the wrong place, but after comparing the markers, he confirmed that he was not going to the wrong place.

Winters' breathing began to accelerate involuntarily.

He leaned down and took out a copper rod, focused on using the copper rod as the casting material to activate the light spell. Instead of casting the spell with all his strength, he maintained the minimum but not interrupted magic output.

The cold green light emitted from the copper rod. With the dim light, Winters carefully searched for clues.

Finally, he found the tripwire - the broken tripwire.

Next is the second and third broken tripwires.

Winters methodically put away the copper rod and pulled out his gun.
Chapter completed!