Chapter 45 Ideal
Although the distance is not long, it is still very troublesome to avoid the sneak attack of snipers hiding in the dark. Wen Feng and the two were even almost killed by snipers several times, which made the distance of hundreds of kilometers The journey has become extremely long.

"Hey, Wen Feng, why don't we spend the night here tonight, if we run any further, even if we can get to the safe zone, it will be a dead end!" Tom looked at the sky. When it got dark, they didn't dare to turn on the lights, so the speed of driving could be described as turtle speed.

Wen Feng also nodded. He yawned and pointed to a building not far from the car.

"Come on, let's go there!"

The place Wen Feng pointed to was a simple house, which looked like it had been built temporarily, but it was not a problem to live there.

So Tom drove the jeep towards the house. He was actually the most sleepy one. After driving the car for a day, he felt that if he gave himself a bed at this moment, he would be able to fall asleep.

Wen Feng was also uncomfortable, and the road was not so smooth. They had fought their opponents countless times in a row, and they almost all died first!
After Tom stopped the jeep, he took the M4 and jumped out of the car first, followed by Wen Feng.

The movements of the two were very quiet, for fear that someone would suddenly come out and shoot the two of them to death.

Tom moved cautiously to the gate of this house, and slowly put his head on the wooden door, listening to the movement inside, while Wen Feng was beside him, taking a defensive posture, guarding against everything around him. trend.

After listening for about three or four seconds, Tom shook his head at Wen Feng, indicating that there was no sound.

Wen Feng nodded, then held the dagger and slowly touched towards the window. At the same time, Tom had already held the M4 in his hand, ready to rush in at any time.

This is the tacit understanding that the two of them have honed in life-and-death moments, which allows them to escape attacks time and time again.

"3...2...1!"

After the two silently counted to 1 in their hearts, they rushed in at the same time.

"Crash!"

After hearing the sound of glass shattering, Wen Feng was the first to rush in with a dagger in hand.

At the same time, Tom kicked open the door and pointed the gun into the room.

"Stand still! FBI!"

Tom didn't know which tendon was wrong, and suddenly he said this, but judging by the way he was holding the M4, he really looked like a policeman from the FBI.

The moment Wen Feng rushed in, he quickly began to look around to prevent any possible hiding places.

In the battle royale, some players often like to hide in the room, waiting for other players to enter, then carry out sneak attacks in the dark.

"Confirm it's safe. There should be no one here. I'll go and get the food out." After Tom said, he put the M4 on his back and pushed the door towards the jeep.

And Wen Feng also relaxed. He leaned directly against the wall and took out some compressed food and fresh water from his backpack.

Not long after Tom went there, he brought back a large bag of food. When the two of them were at school, Wen Feng had already taken out some of the food he had stored in the system space in advance and stored it in the car. Maybe he would starve to death before reaching the safe zone!
Tom found some wood to light the fire, and in order to avoid the light from being discovered by outsiders, they found some cloth from the room to cover the windows tightly before they dared to sit down and eat.

At this moment, the sky outside has completely darkened, and there is no light at all. Occasionally, only a few gunshots from a distance can be heard. It looks extremely sad on this isolated island.

"The number of surviving people is probably less than eighty. As long as we cross that bridge, we will enter the first safe zone!" Tom said excitedly, looking at the map.

But Wen Feng's frown became tighter and tighter. He looked at the fire and wondered what he was thinking, but he didn't look as optimistic as Tom at all.

The inexplicable palpitations had begun to become more and more serious, but Wen Feng had no idea where the palpitations came from.

Just as Wen Feng was thinking, Tom suddenly spoke.

"Wen Feng, if we can survive this time? Do you have any ideals?"

Wen Feng was caught off guard by Tom's sudden question for a while, and he was slightly absent-minded.

"ideal?"

Ever since he chose to enter the plane, he just wanted to revive her. That year, because of his recklessness, Wen Feng didn't even have time to look at her for the last time. She must have resented him after she died!
In the days that followed, Wen Feng often had thoughts of self-harm, but because he still had his parents who needed to take care of him, he suppressed this thought in his heart until he grew up and joined the work. His negative emotions finally erupted in one day. On that night, he chose to end his life. It was also on that night that he obtained the infinite evolution system! ,

He thought for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "I have no ideals!"

"What! How is it possible? As long as you are a normal person, you will have your own ideals. How could you not?" Tom was surprised.

Wen Feng couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile. For him, he really hadn't planned his next goal. Before he got the system, he was just a white-collar worker. After he got the system, he still lived in a muddle. Many, but power and ideals are not linked, Wen Feng still has no goals of his own.

Tom let out a long sigh. He put the M4 rifle aside, took out some food from his backpack, and started to roast.

"When I live, I must find a way to find an antidote to the zombie virus, and I can't let those zombie flu continue to wreak havoc!"

Tom's eyes were full of hope, as if he could really find the antidote.

Wen Feng sighed for a long time, he didn't know what to say at this moment, this Tom made him seem to see himself in the past.

"That kind of person who can pursue his ideals is really good!" Wen Feng put the roasted chicken leg to his mouth without saying a word, and started to eat it with big mouthfuls.

"Both my parents died from the corpse flu. I really don't want more people to suffer, and I don't want any more people to be thrown here and kill each other!"

When Tom said these words, his body trembled slightly. Under the reflection of the fire, his golden hair looked so vicissitudes, as if the person sitting in front of Wen Feng was not a teenager, but a young man. It's like an old man.

Wen Feng sighed again, looked at the blond boy in front of him, and patted Tom's shoulder with his good arm.

"Boy, don't be so disappointed. Although I don't have any ideals, but since we are comrades-in-arms, your ideals are mine. We must live well first to realize your ideals!"

Hearing this, Tom couldn't help but nodded, and the original disappointment was swept away. He looked at Wen Feng with an incomparably bright smile on his face.

"Okay, let's live together and fulfill our dreams together!"

"Well, ideal...?"

 I'm really uncomfortable today. I'll make it up again tomorrow. In addition, thank you for your rewards and recommendation tickets, thank you!
  
 
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