Glenn Hutchinson was fiddling with the crisply roasted rabbit. The military knife, used for arsons and murders, has become a kitchen utensil in his hands. As the rabbit flesh tore apart, the enticing aroma spread through the air. Just by looking at it, one couldn't help but drool, with saliva flowing at will.
Willie Ash and the sniper hidden in the tree, who finally revealed himself, were discussing the delicacies of their respective hometowns. Meanwhile, Rowdy Brightwill, who had turned into a "dead man," was sitting unhappily on the side. He glanced at Flossie Wright for a while, then at Glenn Hutchinson, then resignedly helped gather wood for the fire due to hunger.
As for that stubborn and uncooperative lad—
"Mmm mmm—"
