The Ten Commandments help the old nest in the cave!

A large number of materials for the manufacture of Jericho missiles were transported to the cave where Stark was, and the leader of the Ten Rings, Bald Head, also walked in with a large group of militants.

Stark and Inson, who had already made the accessories for the original Mark suit and made a small ark reactor from 1.6 grams of palladium metal, had not yet finished assembling them, stood beside them with their heads in their arms.

"Relax!"

The bald leader spoke fluent English, turned the Ten Commandments token ring on the ring finger of his left hand with his right hand, and slowly walked in front of Stark.

Pulling apart Stark's innermost shirt, he looked at the small reactor of the Ark that emitted a blue-white light, and said: "Bows and arrows, once the pinnacle of weapon technology, Genghis Khan used bows and arrows to conquer the territory from the Pacific Ocean to Ukraine, and the territory was twice as large as Alexander's Empire and four times that of the Roman Empire. ”

"But now, as long as you have the latest weapons of Stark Industries, you can become a hegemon."

The bald leader didn't understand what this thing was, and he didn't care what it was, he just wanted the incredibly powerful Jericho missile.

As he spoke, he had already made his way to the workbench next to him and picked up the drawings for making the original Mark suit.

"Ahem!" Seeing the drawings being picked up by him, Stark's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his demeanor became a little unnatural.

Yingsen, who was standing opposite, hurriedly waved his hand quietly, signaling him not to move.

Because the drawings of the original Mark suit were not drawn on a single piece of paper, but a construction diagram of only one part on each sheet.

Therefore, the bald head does not see anything!

"Stark Industries' weapons are very powerful, as long as you have the weapons you make, this country will soon be ruled by me, but ......"

The bald leader put down the blueprints in his hand, his eyes radiating fanatical ambition and anger, and slowly walked back in front of Stark.

"I find that you seem to be a little disobedient to me."

"No, no, no, we have been working very hard, very serious in rushing the work, please believe us." Insen explained.

Inson's mid-minute interjection instantly caught the attention of the bald leader, and he thought of a way to get Stark to work hard.

"The reason why I let you live is so that you can work for me."

The bald leader walked up to Insen, looked at him coldly and said, "If I don't kill you, you will repay me like this?" ”

"The structure of the weapon is very complicated, and your conditions are very limited, please give me more ......"

"Get on your knees!" The bald leader let out a low roar, interrupting Inson's words.

The militant immediately walked over and kicked Insen left and right to the back of his knee, directly putting him on his knees.

Seeing this scene of crisis, Stark became a little flustered, wanting to help but was at a loss, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"I think you're taking me for a fool." The bald leader picked up a pair of tools from the side, reached into the fire and picked up a lump of red-hot iron, "Are you telling the truth? ”

"We're both working very hard, I'm telling the truth, please believe it."

Stark was now making a steel suit to use to get out of here, and Insen couldn't tell the truth, so he could only continue to quibble.

"Get his mouth open!" The bald leader held the reddish iron in his hand, and was ready to stuff it into Insen's mouth.

"What are you going to do?" Stark asked hurriedly.

"Are you making what I want, thinking I can't see it? Or are you playing me like a fool? Since this mouth of his can't tell the truth, it's useless to stay. ”

The bald leader glanced at Stark with a sneer, and slowly moved the red iron block in his hand closer to Insen's mouth inch by inch.

"To say, or not to say?"

Faced with the coercive questioning of the bald leader, Insen did not hesitate and shouted loudly: "He is making Jericho missiles, he is making Jericho missiles." ”

Insen looked like a weak scholar, but at this time, his tone was extremely affirmative, and his attitude was extremely resolute.

It's tough, like a man!

"Very well, you brought it on yourself." The bald leader's eyes radiated with anger.

Just as he was about to shove the red piece of iron into Inson's mouth, Stark couldn't hold back any longer, and took a few steps forward, while asking loudly, "What do you want?" Do I need to give you a delivery deadline? ”

Whew!

The members of the armed group who followed up thought Stark was going to resist, and suddenly more than a dozen guns were aimed at him.

"I need him, I need an assistant, I can't do it alone, he's a good assistant." Stark hurriedly continued to hold his head with both hands, and said in a very hurried tone.

Silk Silk ......

The red iron stopped less than five centimeters away from Inson's mouth.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow before dark, you have to assemble the missiles for me, or ......"

The bald leader stared at Stark grimly, threw his pliers to the ground, and walked out the door with a large group of militants.

"Squeak——, bang, click!"

The heavy iron door closed again, and Starck hurriedly ran over to help Insen up and asked, "Insen, how are you?" You okay. ”

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Insen wiped the frightened cold sweat from his forehead with his hand, "We don't have much time left. ”

"Yes, we've got to speed things up!" The crisis has been pressed overhead, and Stark's eagerness and tension in his heart are getting thicker and thicker.

……

2 kilometers from the Ten Commandments Gang on the side of the mountain road!

Xingfeng made a simple camouflage of the pickup truck that drove over with dead branches and weeds, and looked up at the completely dark sky.

"It should be fine here as a retreat, all I have to do now is to sneak into the cave of the Ten Commandments."

Xingfeng muttered to himself, put on the civilian clothes he had taken out of the car, wrapped a scarf around his neck, blocked the lower part of his face, and trotted all the way to the location of the Ten Commandments.

Most of the militants in the Ten Commandments Gang are dressed up like this, as long as the timing of the punishment is right, it is not difficult to blend in.

Five minutes later!

With his keen perception and lightning-fast skills, Xing Feng successfully avoided the outer guards and blended into the camp outside the cave.

Pretending to be an armed man, he followed the team carrying supplies and entered the cave where Stark was.

At this time, there are a lot of assembly molecules coming in and out of here, and Stark and Inson seem to be very honest, disassembling all kinds of missiles and equipment here.

Looks obedient and hardworking!

"It's no wonder this little Robert is so good, this close-up look, it's still a little handsome."

Xingfeng smiled to himself, pretending not to notice the messy objects on the ground, and was tripped and fell, and his body staggered against Stark's chest.

With lightning speed, his right hand shoved a pre-prepared ball of paper into Stark's pocket.

At the same time, in a position that the camera couldn't see, he patted his pocket a little harder, and smiled at him weirdly.

"Look at what, hurry up and get to work."

He yelled at Stark in Arabic, then turned and left the cave.

“？？？ Is it ......?"

Stark looked at the strange-acting militant, and after a brief moment of doubt, he remembered the tap he had just made in his pocket, and suddenly realized something.