The meal was very pleasant. It had been a long time since Gao Yuan had dined at a proper dining table. Despite many onlookers, he still enjoyed his meal.
As the meal wound down, the two plates of vegetables were completely finished, and Wang Hu had been watching the whole time. It seemed as if watching someone eat was also a kind of enjoyment for him.
Gao Yuan put down his chopsticks, and Wang Hu asked with a hint of expectation, "How was the meal?"
"Very good, very good. I haven't eaten such delicious food in a long time. Thank you, Commander Wang."
Wang Hu's laughter was full of joy and contentment.
Xiang Weiguo finally found an opportunity to speak. He glanced around the canteen and said, "When I came in just now, I noticed that this permanent camp is quite large, and the surrounding walls are very high. Commander Wang, without violating any confidentiality regulations, could you tell me about this shelter?"
