I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Hearing the kind reminder outside the delivery port, I didn't have much reaction. I just said thank you casually, sat down on the ground, opened the lunch box and took a look...

Cherry tomatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, five braised pork ribs, garlic eggplant, white rice...

Frowning, I asked at the delivery port...

"Why no potatoes?"

No. [-] didn't respond, and he might have already taken the elevator down, which made me sigh...

But after a little thought, I narrowed my eyes slightly...

On the [-]th in the morning, I promised to have potatoes in the evening, but now I don't have any. It can only explain two things...

First, there are no potatoes in the kitchen…

The second, the fourth was not conveyed in place, or the chef forgot about it, so he didn't make it for me...

The first one is banned, because anyone who has served in the army knows that the kitchen of any military camp can have no meat or vegetables, but it is impossible to have no potatoes!

This is because potatoes are not only nutritious, but also paired with various meats. Even without meat, they can be eaten as a main course, and they have been preserved and are not perishable. Most importantly, they are available all year round…

One of those ingredients that all recruits love to hate…

The problem with the latter is that I only made those two requests in total, and it's impossible for Number Four to forget to communicate...

As for whether the chef will forget, I remember that Afro never mentioned that there is a chef in the health station, so the person who cooks can only be one of No. [-] and No. [-]...

Number [-] is on night shift and most likely rests during the day, so he will definitely not be able to cook breakfast and lunch. Number [-] supervises the birdcage during the day, so who is the cook?

It can't be doctors and nurses...

Even for the two of them, it is impossible to forget about potatoes, so there is only one truth...

No one cooks here at all, and all the lunch boxes are sent from the outside world, which corresponds to the previous explosive head saying "All living supplies are transported back and forth by helicopter, don't even try to hijack the helicopter"...

The same is true for collecting lunch boxes. The military attaches great importance to the management of daily necessities, and recycling is the guarantee for reducing expenditure and increasing revenue...

In fact, I can understand that there is no kitchen. One is because there are not enough people here, so cooking is relatively time-consuming, and the other is because there will be some food reserves in the kitchen. In disguise, it is equivalent to providing support for my escape...

As for the third...

Maybe it's because I'm afraid I'll turn the kitchen into a bomb...

But now that I know that the lunch box was sent from the outside world, maybe I can make some articles on it after that...

Seeing me staring at the lunch box unmoved, No. [-] was obviously on guard, and asked a question...

"What the hell are you thinking?"

I raised my head and curled my lip at the monitor...

"Just after strenuous exercise, it is not suitable to eat immediately..."

However, No. [-] is relentless...

"Hmph, let me tell you, don't try to think of anything wrong, just be honest here, or you will suffer!"

I smiled indifferently, closed the lid of the lunch box casually, turned on the faucet and washed my hands, after confirming that it was clean, I opened the lunch box and grabbed all the meals together, shaved off the ribs and threw them into the squat pit…

After 1 minute, I looked at the red, green and green meal puree in the lunch box, and without thinking about it, I folded the lunch box in half with my hands and feet, and finally poured the food into my mouth...

No way, when I was eating lunch today, the food was scattered all over the floor because of the shaking of the birdcage, so I came up with this quick way to eat without wasting...

"Hmph, I don't see that you are quite smart, you can figure out this way to eat..."

No. [-] and No. [-] have completely different personalities. The latter hardly talks during the day. Only when he finds out that I have stopped training, will he say hello without pain, showing concern and warmth , there are compliments...

The former is difficult to deal with. From time to time, he will sarcasm and ridicule, and he is very impatient with me, as if I was born with black smoke from his ancestral grave, which is unreasonable and mean...

Of course, from this point of view, this guy is really not suitable to be an actor, because the establishment of the black-faced person is too blunt...

Unlike No. [-], in the beginning, he first expressed his goodwill by saving his life, and then used the past to bring the distance closer, and then established a friendship with fans, and finally explained his position by "seeking his own politics in his position", which made people unable to help produce a...

He wanted to help me, but it was a pity that everyone was in charge, so he also had no choice but to set up a "dilemma" as a white-faced person!

It's a pity, this is what I left from playing with Brother Langtou. Back then in Sunset Town, I had a white face and Brother Langtou had a black face. Only then did I conquer the three brothers Huang Baihei...

So in the face of No. [-]'s vitriol, besides laughing to myself, I was more...

"I am going to sleep good night!"

Seeing me huddled under the blanket to sleep after eating, No. [-] suddenly said...

"Hmph, did I let you sleep?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud noise from the loudspeaker, a real noise...

Huang Hong Huang Huang Huang Huang Huang ~

It's not music, it's not cross talk, it's pure noise, it's like the shock wave after the explosion is over, it's like the chest resonance in a feline animal, it's just an enlarged version...

Not only is the volume extremely loud, but it is also continuous, and the bird cage is so small that the noise is played back and forth in my ears in the form of 3D surround...

Not to mention deafening, even the heart began to pound, it was no different from standing next to the stereo to feel the sound waves when playing disco...

Feeling the slight vibration of the eardrum, I sighed helplessly, rubbed the Tinggong acupoint casually, then left the bed, took off the communicator and started fiddling with it...

Seeing me like this, Number Nine thought I was going to turn off the loudspeaker, and immediately started laughing...

"Haha, now I know I'm afraid? I'll tell you later, this amplifier cannot be turned off, and the speaker is also a military-grade audio system. If you give in, I will..."

However, before he finished speaking, an extremely sharp howling sound resounded through the dark night sky...

grumble----!

"My Nima!!"

Hearing his screams, I couldn't help curling my lips...

That's right, I turned on the mic on the communicator and pointed it at the loudspeaker on the amplifier...

It's fine if the guy doesn't have headphones on, if he does, then...I'm sorry...

As expected, the howling only appeared for a few seconds, and then stopped abruptly along with the noise, and No. [-] also fell silent at the same time, wondering if he fell into the latrine...

Putting down the communicator, I dragged the hanging ring above my head and silently crawled back to the bed, sighing with regret...

"If you want to learn from the Nazis and play bullshit noise criminal law, I advise you not to use a loudspeaker, but to use a communicator, at least you won't get hurt..."

Sure enough, No. [-] was still very obedient. In the next second, there was a noise from the communicator, but the volume was several times smaller than before. After all, he was able to sleep...

Feeling the bursts of auditory gifts from the distraught, I looked at Brother Hammer painted with oil stains on the wall, with deep eyes shining...

Did you see it?Brother Hammer...

Everyone, everyone is trying to bring us to our knees and beg for mercy...

That's because they're scared, they're panicking, they're worried that we're going to be out of control...

They think that by creating birdcages, creating noise, and creating injustice, they can make us compromise...

They even naively thought that as long as I was put in hell, tortured, frosted to the bone, and life was worse than death, I would fear, tremble, and finally bow my head!

But they were wrong, they were all wrong!

Big mistake! !

why?

because they don't know...

Every day I…

All in hell!