The weight of the original Mark suit was very heavy, and the propulsion unit was only modified from a missile engine, and the propellant supply system was limited.

Under Stark's control, the climb speed of the original Mark suit was barely enough, but its endurance was very limited.

This is also the reason why Xingfeng drove the car to a position two kilometers away.

When Stark took Ingon into the air for more than thirty meters, the bullets of the heavy machine gun in Xingfeng's hand were also consumed in the sound of the bolt crashing.

"Not good!"

As his eyes shifted, Xing Feng's eagle-like vision saw more than a dozen militants carrying various bazookas, individual missiles, and recoilless guns on the mountains on both sides more than 200 meters away.

"it, I don't even care about my own people, it's really ruthless!" He cursed in a low voice, and his face changed slightly, and he rushed out of the camp.

In order to make a large number of Jericho missiles, the camp outside the cave is now an arsenal, and all kinds of shells, guns and ammunition are piled up.

If there is a martyrdom, the consequences will be ......

According to Xingfeng's own estimates, even if he wore the armor that the black egg gave him to breed, he would not die or be crippled in this explosion.

"Whoosh ......"

At the same time as the torture wind rushed outward, more than a dozen missiles and artillery shells whizzed.

"No—"

Dozens of militants who were still fighting against Xingfeng in the camp screamed in horror when they looked at the dozen or so "killing gods" dragging their tail teeth.

It's a pity that this is a sneak attack by the bald leader against Xingfeng, and it is also an indirect sneak attack on this group of militants.

Before the dozens of militants present had time to move their bodies, more than a dozen whistling swarmed and swooped into various parts of the camp outside the cave.

"Bang Bang ......"

The high temperature and high pressure brought by more than a dozen explosions instantly detonated the ammunition of the entire camp outside the cave.

Boom –

Martyrdom erupts, and clouds of flame rise!

The entire outlying base was destroyed in an instant, and all the militants inside were blown to pieces, then incinerated by the terrifying heat, and finally swept into powder by the shock wave.

"Poof, snort—"

The torture wind, which had already run out of thirty or forty meters, was swept by the blast wave of more than 6,000 meters per second, and suddenly rose into the air and fell out more than ten meters, rubbing a long dent on the ground.

In just a short moment, the energy of the black egg dropped directly to less than a hundred.

It can be seen how powerful this blast wave is!

"The Ten Commandments Gang is worthy of being the subordinates of the Manchurians, and the real special mother is a group of crazy people!"

All the impact damage was absorbed by the experts, and although Xingfeng was disgraced and his chest was stuffy, he did not suffer any major damage.

That's it!

"Poof~"

A man-to-air missile took off from the top of the mountain, accelerated out of the second stage, and went straight at supersonic speed towards Stark, who had already flown several hundred meters.

Today's Stark doesn't even know how to fly the Mark suit, it flies like a mortar shell, aiming at a direction and flying.

The rest is left to the fate of heaven!

"Damn, there's a missile coming, Inson, be careful, shrink your body behind the armor." Stark, who had been paying attention to the cave battlefield, discovered this anti-aircraft missile at the first time.

Fortunately, Stark is witty enough and understands the performance of various weapons and equipment enough.

He could tell at a glance that this was an anti-aircraft missile that used an infrared detector to capture and track the target's own radiation energy to achieve guidance.

How to deal with this type of guidance, he has dozens of methods in his head.

Although the combat ability of the original Mark armor was limited and the weapons and equipment on his body were very small, Stark still quickly thought of a way to deal with it.

"Poof—"

The right hand fixed Yingsen with one arm, and the left hand was extended to the back, and between the activation of the flamethrower device, a flame of more than ten meters gushed out.

The temperature of the flames sprayed was thousands of degrees high, enough to cover the heat source on Stark's body.

The anti-aircraft missile, which flies at high speed, cannot distinguish between real and false targets, it can only sense infrared heat sources, so it explodes when it burrows headlong into the flames.

"Bang~"

The explosion was less than five meters away, and the powerful shockwave instantly swept Stark, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground crookedly.

"Inson, get ready, we're going to fall." Despite the dire situation, Stark remained calm and tried to regain his balance.

However, after losing his balance in the air, the rotational force of the fall was too strong, and he was very unfamiliar with flying, which made it particularly laborious to operate.

It wasn't until he was less than ten meters above the ground that Stark barely regained a bit of his center of gravity, and after briefly slowing down the propulsion device on the ground, he plunged headlong into the desert below.

"Bang dang!"

In the moments before he hit the ground, Stark threw Insen into the air and slammed himself into the desert.

The force of the impact was very strong, and the entire set of the original Mark armor was embarrassed and disintegrated in an instant, various parts were scattered and projected, and Stark's whole person was buried in the sand.

Because of this accident, the place where Stark fell was four or five hundred meters away from the position of the off-road vehicle.

"This inferior product is really unbelievable, and it will become like this when you fall."

Seeing this scene of disintegration in a high position, Xing Feng smiled secretly and accelerated towards the location of the pickup truck.

Under the full speed of running, with the assistance of external armor, the torture wind can run more than three kilometers in a minute, and the position of the car two kilometers away is a matter of tens of seconds.

Rushing to the side of the pickup truck, Xingfeng let the black egg remove his first form, get into the car and start and steer the accelerator, and go straight to the place where Stark landed.

"Snort~"

Coming to the direction where Stark fell, Xingfeng controlled the pickup truck to a handsome tail flick and drift to a steady stop.

"Hey, Stark, how does it feel to fly?" Xingfeng propped one arm on the car window, looking at Stark, who was dug out of the sand by Insen, looking disgraced, and couldn't help but grin.

Stark seemed a little surprised to see that the person who rescued him was Dongfang, but he quickly came back to his senses, spit out the sand in his mouth and said, "Thank you for your help, it feels very good, if you have the opportunity, you can come again." ”

Although the way the flat sand and geese landed was a bit embarrassing, they finally escaped from the devil's cave, and Stark seemed to be in a good mood at the moment.

"Hello, my name is Inson, nice to meet you." After experiencing this twists and turns of escape from despair to surprise, and then despair and then to surprise, Insen's expression looked a little tired, but his eyes were also full of joy.

At the same time, Stark and Insen had a tacit understanding, and neither asked about the origin of the torture wind, nor did they ask where the steel suit he had just worn was gone.

"My name is Xingfeng."

Xing Feng made a brief introduction, pouted and rushed to the car: "Get in the car, I want to ...... It's time for me to get my $1 billion. ”

"Of course, you deserve it."

Stark shrugged his shoulders, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, pointed to the clothes with a few holes on his body, and said with a smile: "However, I don't have any money for you now, you have to go to the United States with me." ”

The steel suit before Xingfeng, as well as his excellent skills, aroused Stark's great interest.

Moreover, through this kidnapping, Stark realizes that he was a little careless before, and now it is time to find himself a powerful bodyguard.

"No problem, it's up to you!"

Xingfeng was originally to get close to Stark, and when he felt Stark's intention to win him over, he naturally wouldn't refuse.