"Squeak-"

The large rusty iron door was pushed open from the outside.

Two militants wearing dirty and discolored US military "Sansha combat uniforms" and holding modular M4 carbines, followed by a short man with a fat body and a pistol at his waist, swaggered in from outside.

"How come they are equipped with the same equipment as ours?" Stark was surprised to see all of these American-style equipment.

"Don't you understand what I mean? Do as I do, and don't talk nonsense. Insen hurriedly admonished.

"Blessed Allah Allah, the great, who has given you to us and welcomes you, Tony Stark, the smartest Mr. Arms Dealer America has ever seen, and the most famous war murderer."

The dwarf man stood on the steps in front of the gate, shouted with his hands in the shape of a hug, and then continued to follow the words with a smile on his face, and walked towards Stark step by step.

Stark couldn't understand Arabic and asked Inson next to him, "What is he talking about?" ”

"They are the largest armed group in the region, the Ten Commandments, and they welcome you and want you to help them make a missile, the Jericho missile you showed the other day."

While Inson was translating to Stark, the dwarf man came up to the two and reached out to hand over a photo taken from a distance.

"It's this missile." Inson unfolded the photo and placed it in front of Stark.

Seeing the missile in the picture, Stark did not hesitate and said resolutely: "I refuse!" ”

Let's not mention that this armed group is an enemy of the American army, that is, an enemy of Stark, the first arms dealer of the United States.

Let's just say that the Jericho missile itself is the latest generation of missile systems developed by Stark Industries.

The price of each piece is very high, and Stark, as a profit-chasing businessman, is definitely impossible to help do for free.

Moreover, they used violent kidnapping methods, and it caused a lot of damage to his body, and now he needs to be connected to a goddamn car battery to ensure his own safety.

All these factors combined, Stark only had endless anger towards these people, how could he be willing to help them do things.

"Don't you want to?"

Although the dwarf man couldn't understand English, he could also tell Stark's attitude through the obvious expression on Stark's face.

The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he waved his hand behind him, and said fiercely: "This Mr. Stark doesn't seem to have woken up from his coma, take him to sober up." ”

"You guys come here!"

At the command of the dwarf man, two militants in American uniforms carried their guns behind their backs and shouted out of the gate.

Three militants in civilian clothes, armed with holoscopes and automatic rifles, quickly ran in through the door.

"No, no, you can't do that, he still has wounds ......"

"Get out of the way!"

Before Insen could finish his words, he was slapped to the side by a militant.

The two of them set up Stark left and right, and one of them picked up the car battery, and in Stark's weak struggle, he was directly pulled to the big water tank in the cave.

The militants on the left and right reached out at the same time and pressed Stark's head into the water tank.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The icy water, coupled with the weak body that had not yet recovered, made Stark choke on several mouthfuls of water, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him worse than dead.

Nearly a minute passed!

Just when Stark struggled to the point where he ran out of strength, thinking he was going to die, the two militants lifted his head out of the water tank.

"Say no or cooperate?" The short man looked at Stark coldly, as if he would push him into the tank again if he didn't say a word.

"Ahem, ahem, I...... Ahem, ahem, I agree! Stark, who had been on the verge of death, knew that if he continued like this, he would only continue to suffer.

With the green mountains in place, not afraid of running out of firewood, Stark decisively agreed to them.

"He promised, he promised." Inson shouted at the translator and rushed over, nervously pulling open Stark's coat to check the electromagnet.

"Good!"

The man with the ear laughed with satisfaction, nodded his fingers a few times, and said, "Put on your hood and pull it out." ”

The militants, who were holding the car battery, pushed the battery Wanss Stark in his arms, took out a black cloth bag from his pocket and put it on Stark's head.

Stark, the other militant, followed the Tun man out of the cave.

After a section of winding passage in the mountain, the group walked out of the cave and came to the sunny cave.

Brush~

The black cloth hood was torn off, and the dazzling sunlight instantly pierced Stark's eyes, and the strong sting pain made him can't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw in front of him made him stand on the spot.

The area outside the cave is not very large, and there are no elaborate protective measures, except for several sheds made of wood and camouflage cloth.

But these simple sheds are full of all kinds of cutting-edge weapons such as missiles, shells, and firearms produced by Stark Industries.

The individual missile that blew up Stark is even more impressive.

It is inconceivable that an armed group that can only hide in the mountains can have so much sophisticated equipment from Stark Industries.

However, the facts are right in front of you!

"I obviously haven't sold any weapons to these armed groups, so where did these weapons that belong to Stark Industries come from?" Stark couldn't understand it at all.

The dwarf man didn't care if Starkli didn't understand, let alone explain it to him, he just said in a mocking tone: "Mr. America's biggest murderer, in the face of these, what do you think of the weapons you made yourself?" ”

"He wants to know how you feel?" Insen translated on the side.

"He has a lot of weapons that I made, and I want to know where he got them from." Stark said expressionlessly.

After Inson's translation, the dwarf man did not explain, but simply unfolded his hands to signal all his weapons, and spoke a long voice in Arabic.

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand to Stark!

"He said that here are all the materials they have prepared for the manufacture of Jericho missiles, and if something is missing, let you make a list, and ask you to start working now, and let you go when it's over."

After listening to Inson's translation, Stark grinned reluctantly, shook the dwarf man's outstretched hand, and said, "No, he won't let me go." ”

Stark had realized something, but he didn't have a clue for a while.

At the same time, a bold plan gradually took shape in his mind.

Insen smiled at the dwarf man as well, but replied in Stark's English, "Yes, they don't. ”

"Good, good, haha."

The dwarf man, who couldn't understand English, saw that both of them were smiling, thinking that he was completely in control of the situation, and immediately grinned.