Chapter 66: Bloodshed Caused by Food

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In the barren desert, even the wind has become much drier.

Kodak carried a backpack like a student bag and walked through the desert.

Three days ago, the guy Bruce found out a piece of information through some filings in the military department, and Afghanistan recently fell from a meteorite.

Then, Kodak set off with a few packets of water and a map.

In the blink of an eye, three days slipped quietly through his fingertips, and Kodak found a helpless problem.

He seems, a little lost!

It was not easy to make out the direction in the desert, and the map in his hand was not very clear, so he seemed to have deviated from the route on the map a few hours earlier, and skewed to a strange position.

What's more, since I was a child, I have listened to those so-called experts brainwash that water is more important than food, so Kodak only prepared a lot of water and a few packets of compressed food, and the water was not used too much, but the food was eaten early.

There is no food in the desert, and even if Kodak's physique is much higher than that of ordinary people at this time, if he does not eat for a long time, he will feel hungry and weak.

If you can't find food as soon as possible, it's embarrassing to faint from hunger.

"Phantom, transformed into a telescope."

The heart moves at will, and the gurgling liquid turns into a red telescope.

Kodak put on the telescope, his body floated slightly, and he stepped on the ground with one foot, and his strength twice that of a normal person exploded instantly, and his body jumped high, three meters high.

Three meters, plus Kodak's height, is already close to five meters, and the height of five meters brings a relatively wide field of view, and the telescope takes in the surrounding scene.

By the time it fell, Kodak's face had already had a smile on his face.

He had just caught the telescope when he saw smoke rising in the distance.

There is cooking smoke, which proves that there are probably people, and there are people who naturally have food.

As for why there are people in such a deserted place, Kodak has been selectively ignored by the hungry and somewhat dazzled.

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Above the desert, a series of caves stand on the earth, and these caves interact with each other to form a cultural area.

From time to time, heavily armed men patrol around these caves with guns.

Near a central cave, piles of barrel boxes are displayed, on which the signs of dangerous goods are not carved on May Day.

Underneath the danger sign is the trademark STARK, which is the logo of Stark Industries, the largest arms company in the United States.

Inside the cave, a middle-aged uncle with a somewhat pale face was busy working in front of a pile of machinery.

I don't know how long it took, the middle-aged uncle threw aside the tools in his hand and scolded in a low voice.

"Fack, I've had enough! I'm fed up with these days of working all the time and having no fun. ”

"I need good wine, I need hot Miss France!"

Beside him, another gray-bearded middle-aged man who was an assistant also put down all the tools in his hand and spoke.

"Take a break when you're tired, and as for the wine and the lady, forget it."

The middle-aged uncle pursed his lips dissatisfied.

"Those damn bastards out there are just too much, I'm an open-minded American citizen, not a sinner, and they should give me enough respect."

"Vodgart, whiskey......... Even if you don't have any, give me a deck of playing cards. ”

These stingy bastards will be cursed by God sooner or later! ”

The assistant shook his head helplessly, stepped aside, fumbled through a drawer, took out a knife, slashed at the table next to him, and cut a cuboid of wood.

Using a knife to cut and sharpen on it, it only took three minutes for a simple dice to appear in his hand.

Gently tossed it, felt quite comfortable, took the dice and walked to the middle-aged uncle with an unhappy face, and spoke.

"Come on, do you want to bet with me!"

The corner of the middle-aged uncle's mouth twitched, he took the dice and pinched it, and complained.

"Shet, this is definitely the most humble dice I've ever seen."

"However, as a Wall Street gambling god, I accepted your challenge."

"Come on, see if I don't win you out!"

Two middle-aged men with good identities used a homemade dice to play hotly.

In the four corners, there is a glimmer of light above the camera.

The two middle-aged uncles faced each other, head to head, and at a relatively hidden angle, the originally unhappy middle-aged uncle whispered.

"All the preparations have been completed, and we will be free in no time."

"Reverence for freedom!"

"Long live freedom, it's nice to be able to live!"

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With the goal in mind, Kodak moved at a very fast pace, even at the speed of walking, even surpassing the speed of a normal athlete.

Soon, a series of caves appeared in Kodak's eyes, and his keen sense of smell allowed Kodak to clearly smell the aroma of the steak.

Kodak's face was filled with excitement as he strode down.

As soon as they arrived near the cave, two big men shouted and rushed to Kodak's side.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pointed at Kodak, and one of the big men was saying something loudly.

Kodak looked confused, completely unable to understand what the other party was saying.

"Man, can you speak English, I don't understand what you're saying!"

"Or, Chinese, too."

When the other party heard Kodak's words, he suddenly became nervous, and the shouting became louder and louder, attracting people from the vicinity to gather.

Six men, six guns straight at Kodak.

Kodak wasn't afraid of this thing, but anyone would be upset to be pointed at it.

Kodak held out a finger and peeled away the wound closest to him.

"I said man, I just want a little bit of food, some pizza or bread."

"Pizza, bread, you know?"

As he spoke, he gestured with his hands.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly became excited, and the muzzle of the gun stabbed directly into Kodak's chest, foaming at the mouth, and the expression on his face was quite vicious.

Although he still couldn't understand what the other party was saying, the other party's rather unfriendly expression made Kodak frown.

Kodak subconsciously wanted to rub his temples, but the other party suddenly attacked, and the gun was forced to stab him vigorously.

Looking at the bayonet that was getting closer and closer, the corners of Kodak's mouth twitched fiercely.

"Shet, I just want some pizza, what are you nervous about?"

A fist was quietly clenched.

"Bastard, I just want a little food, why force me!"