The Afghan desert at noon is like hell. The unhindered rays of sunlight and the reflection of the grit www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion allow the temperature here to reach more than 40 degrees. Even desert people don't usually come out at this time, but right now, a man is stumbling on foot on the top of the dunes.

He looked very embarrassed, and his dress was not what a person walking in the desert should wear. Instead of wearing a robe to protect him from sunburn, he wore black trousers and a green vest that he wrapped around his head as a veil to protect him from the wind and sand. In the eyes of ordinary people, appearing in such a place in this way is simply looking for death, but in fact, he is really dying.

This person is the famous Tony Stark, the president of Stark Industries. He came to Afghanistan for an arms sale, but he didn't expect it to be a place that would change his life.

After successfully using the power of the new Jericho missile to bluff the military bigwigs, the arms sales went very smoothly, and at that time he was quite complacent, and he refused his friend Roddy's suggestion to take a helicopter, and chose the jeep very willfully.

But no one could have imagined that when he was talking and laughing with the soldiers in the car, bad luck would befall him. He was attacked, his escort soldiers were killed, and then he was ironically blown unconscious by a bomb produced by his company.

But fortunately, the terrorists who attacked him did not want to kill him, and unfortunately, they did not want a ransom, and there was no way to do it with money.

And even more unfortunately, the bomb he designed was so good that even if he didn't kill someone on the spot, that person wouldn't live long, and the tiny shrapnel would flow into the heart with the blood over time, and the process would take about a week before the person would die in pain.

Now it's his turn to be bombed, Tony missed a poem at that time, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, heaven is good for reincarnation, don't believe it, look up, the sky forgives anyone.

His current life must be sustained by an electromagnet connected to the car's battery. It was only because this thing sucked the shrapnel and prevented it from entering the heart that he was able to save his life. This thing was installed by the terrorists who kidnapped him and asked a kind local doctor. In order to get him to make weapons, he recently marketed the Jericho missile

However, Tony is not an unprincipled arms dealer who pursues profits, he will cooperate with terrorists in order to survive, he just wants to exchange weapons for peace, and he is not a person who is willing to be manipulated by others, so Tony and the doctor are almost crazy about their acting skills.

Let me build a missile? Yes, I promise. But you have to provide the materials, do you want me to save one for you with a vice and wire? What explosives, fuel armor plates, what kind of welding computer metal palladium, hurry up and prepare it for me, so I can start working.

Tony Stark really lives up to the name of genius, he relied on his goblin dwarf combined sect master-level engineering, stunned to use the materials given to him by terrorists to make missiles, to create the first generation of steel suits, although the appearance is very frustrating, but the firepower and protection are still alive.

With this suit, he killed all the terrorists who guarded him, but unfortunately, the doctor was killed by a stray bullet in the battle. After a brief moment of grief, he detonates all of the terrorists' ammunition, and Tony uses the steel suit's flight function to escape.

Here, I am compelled to affirm to the terrorists who are guarding you the correctness of the famous saying that knowledge is power. What a big difference between the steel suit and the missile, you can see from the appearance Okay, Tony has been under your monitoring for more than ten days, and you haven't found out, whether you haven't studied, or have you been stupid by the brainless aura.

After all, it is the first generation of steel suits, and it was made secretly, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is shoddy, especially in terms of flying.

So after a short flight, Tony experienced a slightly bumpy forced landing, during which Tony was always calm and calm, and the most important thing was that he finally landed on both feet, although half of his body was stuck in the sand, and the steel suit was also scattered, but the man was still alive and not too injured.

Tony struggled to get out of the bunker, knowing that he had destroyed nothing more than his own prison, and that there were a large number of terrorists elsewhere, and if they found him, the best outcome would be to be locked up in a new room and trained in a secret room. So he had to run away as soon as possible.

Tony looked at the sun, roughly identified the position, and walked away quickly. He now hopes that the U.S. military has stopped the search without declaring him dead, otherwise if he walks on two legs, even if he is not captured by the terrorists, he will become a dried corpse in the desert.

"Chilled whiskey, whee, cheeseburger, whee, chili, uh......" Tony cheered himself up in a trance, trying to keep going. He had been seriously injured and had surgery not long ago, and had worked day and night to escape from the cave, and had no good rest, and then another big battle, and another night in the desert, at this time he had reached his limit, and finally he fell, and at the moment he fell, he seemed to hear the sound of a helicopter.

Poof, Tony, who was unable to move but still conscious, felt something press down on him. The thing was panting and looking alive. Tony breathed a sigh of relief, someone had finally found him, and it didn't look like he would turn into a dry corpse, but he didn't know if it was the horror branch or someone from the military rescue team.

Bang bang, while Tony was still wondering which wave of people had found him, he suddenly felt like he was being slapped in the face like crazy.

Tony thought to himself, it's over, it's a terrorist. Then he struggled to open his eyes, and he felt like he was going to be disfigured if he was beaten.

However, he saw a scene that he would never forget, and he thought that he was finally hallucinating due to his physical exhaustion, otherwise he would never have seen such an incredible picture.

Tony Stark, he saw, a husky crouching on his chest, picking up his front paws and slapping his big mouth.

The scene in front of him was definitely beyond his cognition, so much so that when he woke up, he still stared at the husky, and slapped himself more than a dozen times before he reacted, and quickly reached out to block the husky's claws. "Stop, stop. Ah, help. ”

However, Tony didn't expect that after the husky saw himself talking, he really stopped, and got off himself and squatted aside.

"Hi~~" came a shout. Tony turned his head to see that a helicopter was landing, and at this time he finally let go of the remaining half of his breath, it was a US military helicopter, and there was an escort formation hovering overhead. When the plane was not too high above the ground, a man jumped from the plane, and then four more soldiers jumped down, and as soon as they landed, they immediately ran towards Tony, led by none other than Tony's friend Colonel Roddy.

"Do you still sit on your happy jeep?" Roddy saw that his old friend was still alive, and a big stone in his heart could be regarded as landing, so he teased Tony in a dark belly.

Tony had to show a smile that was uglier than crying, and then the two hugged each other with affection.

At this time, Coulson, who was at the base, was in a separate room, reporting to Nick Fury, "Sir, I just received a report that Tony Stark has been found, but now I have more important things to say. ”