Qu Hang came over carrying a box of canned food.
The soldiers in the front row saw the green cans inside and felt a slight sensation in their numb stomachs.
The group might not be familiar with the canned food, but they were definitely familiar with He Jie.
Without any excitement, they silently awaited the impending torment.
He Jie jumped off the rock and rummaged through the cans in the box, "What the hell are these, rice, eight-treasure rice, beef... what are these things, no, just leave me the braised pork cans, those are the real deal."
Qu Hang helplessly winked at Pang Tu in the team.
The latter showed no expression, only discreetly slipped a blade of grass into his mouth when He Jie wasn't looking.
