Chapter 815: War of the Century (13)
But it was these unknown soldiers that were the first to step forward when the base was in trouble.
It was an arduous task to guard the wall, but they had no complaints.
What Qin Yi could do was to give them something better to eat.
That evening, Wu Fan was stunned as he took the meal boxes from Lan Ling and the others.
Lan Ling smiled sweetly, "Big brother Wu, we have come to deliver food. All of you have worked hard, and if you don't eat something better, your body won't be able to tolerate it. We will be delivering your meals every day for the time being. You guys can start eating first. We'll collect the boxes later."
When Lan Ling and the others left, Wu Fan opened the meal box and saw that there was soft rice inside. Each meal box had a meat dish, a vegetable dish, and soup. Although there weren't many dishes, the portions were large, enough for all of them to eat.
Wu Fan's eyes reddened all of a sudden; the fragrant dishes warmed their icy hearts, letting them know that someone cared for them.
"Wow, Captain! This meal is really good, just this rice is already so precious. Can we eat it?" The one who spoke was a small soldier. He was thin and frail, and only sixteen years old.
Wu Fan touched the little guy's head, "Of course! This is kindness from others, but we must guard the wall well after eating. We must not be careless."