Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

T6 took the menu and glanced at it. He wasn't interested and passed the menu to G3. "What do you want to eat? Order first."

There wasn't much delicious food, except for the steak, which was the best choice.

The high-protein beef could replenish physical strength, but the taste… was not delicious.

There was no taste to it. However, to them, as long as it wasn't spoiled, they would be fine as long as they could eat.

After all, it was steak, not rat meat or snake meat.

In this country, it was already good enough to be able to sit in a restaurant.

Outside, a black child, who was dressed in rags and was so skinny that his eyes were bulging, leaned against the glass window tightly. His gaze landed on the steak that T6 was cutting. He sucked his black fingers tightly… His eyes revealed strong desire.

T6, who had just eaten a small piece of steak, sensed his gaze and tilted his head to look. He cursed softly, not because he was disturbed by the child but because he was angry at the injustice the child was facing.

They were able to sit down and eat unpalatable steak. However, the Masoli people here had lost their homes because of the flames of war. They had even lost their loved ones. They were homeless and had no food or clothes to cover their bodies. Their lives were at risk at any moment.

Hence, they should be content even if the steak wasn't delicious!

At least they had food!

T6 didn't send the child a portion of steak directly. Instead, he ordered two more portions for takeaway. When he walked out of the restaurant and returned to the hotel, the skinny black child followed him with small steps.

"Bump into me." T6 reminded G3 that even if he couldn't give it directly, he could use another method.

When they were about to reach the hotel, T6 and the rest saw two tall and big black service staff standing at the entrance of the hotel. They were wearing white shirts and black suits. Their clothes were so neat that it was a huge contrast to the child chasing after them.

"Stop, brat!" One of the service staff saw the child and walked over quickly. He chased the child away with a fierce look in his eyes.

G3 seemed to be frightened. He suddenly moved toward T6…

Crash! The two boxes of steak in T6's hands fell to the ground. The packaging was scattered all over.

When the child saw this, he became exceptionally agile. Just as the black service staff rushed over, he quickly picked up a piece of steak that was closest to him and rushed out of the black service staff's vision like a monkey.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed you, Sir." The black service staff put away his fierce face and bent down to pick up the steak and paper box.

He didn't pick up the piece of steak that fell on the ground.

"I'm very sorry, Sir. Our hotel will bear your losses. I'm sorry for my rudeness." He apologized sincerely, and G3's expression gradually improved.

G3 took the steak that was handed to him and glanced at the area between his thumb and index finger. He replied in awkward Arabic, "Do your job!"

T6 left arrogantly and reached out his hand. "I'm sorry. My friend isn't in a good mood."

"It's my fault. Once again, I apologize to your friend." The black service staff reached out his hand and shook T6's hand. Then, he retracted his hand and apologized again.