"All assumptions are non-existent, the current result is that the missile brigade has completely lost its combat capability, I am proud and justifiably so..."
"Boring!" Yu Na darted out of the tent.
"You're the one who's boring!"
Luo Ye chuckled, shaking his head and signaling to others, "Time to wash hands and get ready to eat. Haven't had a hot meal these days, I really miss it."
"Yeah, now that you mention it, I can't wait."
"Me too, I'm so impressed with our squad leader, even got us lamb noodle soup."
"..."
"The food is here." Sang Cao lifted the tent flap, Xiao Tang walked in with a large pot of noodles, set it down, and took out several small bottles from his pocket: "As ordered by Vice Division Commander Ye, brought salt, vinegar, chili oil, anything else needed?"
Luo Ye repeatedly shook his head: "No thank you, thank you, we'll handle the rest, you've been a great help."
