If there is a fire, there is no need to continue eating raw food. Of course, he actually has nothing to eat.

He took out the half-bamboo and half-bamboo ring that had been installed in the bamboo tube, took a wet tree skill, cut off the slices, cut a very thin tip in front, inserted half-bamboo ring, and roasted it on the fire.

When the baking changed color, he picked it up and sent it to his mouth.

Without any seasoning, no matter what ingredients are baked, it will not be delicious, let alone bamboo shoots that have no taste.

But even so, Ding Xiaohei is still willing to bake it and eat it. After all, cooked food is easy to digest.

...

Just when Ding Xiaohei was grilling the old bamboo shoot circle with half bamboo and half bamboo shoots, he was also surrounded by seven people at a mountain pass deeper in this primeval forest, and they were also burning a fire.

But the difference is that the fire they set up would be too big to burn him, and the fuel they used was all thick wood, and the thinnest one was as thick as a human forearm.

There is also a wooden rack beside the fire. On the top is a stick with several whole chickens inserted. Those whole chickens are already burned with oily yellow and shiny.

"Now, look, this chicken is so pitiful. Look at what he is doing, eat bamboo slices!"

Next to the fire, No. 6 held a seven-inch display screen in his hand and watched. At the same time, he held a bamboo stick in his other hand, and a long string of meat was inserted on the bamboo stick.

Next to No. 8, he was holding a bamboo stick with chicken wings in his hand, and was seriously seasoning on it.

He said, "That's already good. He also found something to eat. In the afternoon, I saw a chicken that didn't look for anything to eat. He just walked in. I guess that guy was afraid he would be eliminated in three days."

No. 6 turned his head to look, looked at No. 8, and said, "Why do you say you will be eliminated in three days? Maybe he will find food later!"

No. 8 said: "Don't you understand very well. He dares not look for food now and does not eat along the way. This only means that his ability to survive in the wild is not strong. At least he does not know what can be eaten, so he is cautious and does not eat anything. People like him will definitely find food when they are hungry. Then, if they eat poisonous food, they will be more likely. At that time, will he have any other ways besides eliminating it?"

On the 6th, I thought about it and said, "Oh, it's right to say that. It seems that we don't have to take the initiative to cause trouble for him. It's okay, why are such a guy with a weak survivability in the wild being picked up in?"

"Don't underestimate anyone easily!"

At this moment, the person sitting on a large rock three meters away from the fire spoke.

It was an incompatible guy who was surrounded by the fire. He never roasted any food from beginning to end, but only bit the compressed biscuits he brought with him. He only took a bite and then put the compressed biscuits back into the packaging bag and put them back into his pocket.

"On the 11th, come here and have something to eat!"

Hello, you suddenly saw him talking and greeted him actively.

No. 11 glanced at the fire and turned his eyes away.

No. 11 didn't pay much attention to them. No. 8 gently hit No. 6's shoulder and asked him in a low voice: "What's the origin of this No. 11? In the past, it was always vacant on our No. 11, why did he suddenly appear?"

No. 6 shook his head and said, "I don't know either. In short, he is among the instructors this time. Maybe she was staying in a special department of our unit in the past. I don't know, but I heard some news from Lao Qiao, the kitchen team. This No. 11 is very awesome!"

No. 8 whispered again: "What Lao Qiao said is, that's all. He is an old man in the kitchen team. He has seen the world. Maybe he is like No. 11, an old man from our unit. They were together in the early days of the duty room. At that time, No. 11 was awesome. Time has passed, and now it is very different from the past. They have all been eliminated by the times."

No. 11 naturally heard the whispers of No. 8 and No. 6, but he didn't care. He looked at the sky in the distance and didn't know what he was thinking.

In fact, No. 6 also thought No. 8 said something reasonable. He also noticed the rank of No. 11. It has to be said that his rank is high enough. A fifth-level non-commissioned officer. It is indeed surprising that he has such an old military veteran in the special forces team of non-technical troops.

However, Black Shield is really an exception among special forces. They do not have a level 5 non-commissioned officer with a long history, and there are still two, one is No. 11, who has the same instructor status as them, and the other is Lao Qiao, a cook in the logistics cooking squad.

However, their military ranks are not accurate, and it is really possible that they are from the same group.

No. 6 is more cautious in dealing with people than No. 8. He whispered: "Since No. 11 can also select newcomers with us as instructors, he must have extraordinary skills. Our brigade commander's eyes are so vicious, how could a person with no ability be selected as an instructor? Do you think so?"

The 8th replied: "That's not sure. Maybe it's a relationship householder. Of course, there is another person who may be of level 5 non-commissioned officers. It's about the same military service as our brigade commander. Maybe they are all people from that era. Because of their good relationship, they have to rely on the brigade commander to stand in the same position as us!"

It was indeed a bit bad to say this. No. 6 looked back carefully and found that No. 11 did not pay attention to their situation. Then he whispered to No. 8: "For some words, we should not say them casually, be careful to spread them to the ears of those who are interested."

No. 8 nodded and said, "Yes, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore. My roasted chicken wings are ready. Do you want to try it?"

No. 6 smiled and went to pick it up: "Your barbecue level is very good, I'll try it."

It didn't rain on the 6th, and the roasted golden chicken wings were blowing, shaking, blowing at it, taking a small bite, and tasting it carefully.

No. 8 looked at No. 6 and asked expectantly: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

No. 6 nodded: "No, very good, it would be great if you add some spicy food!"

No. 8 said with a smile: "I don't know how long we will stay in this forest. You also need to add spicy food. Don't worry about getting angry. It's great that the chickens that Lu Bu airborne us. I'm waiting for the brigade department to raise them. Remember to say that you want some vegetables to come over and eat meat all the time, but you can't stand it."

After saying that on the 8th, he took a bamboo stick and bit a chicken wing on it.

"Bah, you're not familiar with this!"

Seeing this, No. 6 laughed, and the other people next to him who were looking at them also laughed.

No. 8 looked at No. 6 in confusion.
Chapter completed!