On this day, the iron gates of the cave were wide open, and the terrorists carried their weapons back and forth.

"This is where I work, the light needs to be good, the equipment needs to be complete", Tony commanded the passers-by in the cave, while the old man acted as an interpreter, "I need welding equipment, acetylene and propane, a welding station, a helmet, protective goggles, a crucible, and two precision instruments." "The mouth is as anxious as if it is in a hurry.

"How many languages do you speak?" Tony tinkered with a Stark Industries missile in his hand and asked.

"A lot." Although the old man was a little puzzled, he still answered.

"But here, it's not enough, they speak Arabic, Urdu, Dari, Pashto, Mongolian, Fars and Russian." The old man continued.

"Who are they?" Tony said as he pulled out the inner core of the missile.

"You're all loyal users," said the old man, who was not lacking in humor, "calling himself a freedom fighter." ”

"They're doing it." Before the surveillance video, the subordinate in charge of this part said to the leader.

"Really?" Tony was noncommittal.

After some operation,

"Okay, this one is useless." Tony tossed the parts in his hand. Use tweezers to pick up the shiny piece of metal on the table.

"What is this?" The old man asked.

Tony looked at the metal in front of him, as if looking at the hope of escape, "Metallic palladium, 0.5 grams of metallic palladium, we need at least 1.6 grams, so we have to dismantle all the missiles." ”

"But sooner or later they'll find out." The old man's face was worried.

"Mo will help me, remember?" Tony's gaze was steadfast, "This is our only chance. ”

......

"I used to have to die and live, but now I'm quite motivated." An abrupt voice sounded, and Tony, who was concentrating on his work, was almost half frightened to death.

"God, where did you come from this time?" Tony took a deep breath and slowly calmed his rapidly accelerating heartbeat.

"I've been watching you work for a while." Mo An laughed.

"Then why didn't you come out earlier?" The old man wondered.

"Because it's not lunch yet." Mo An picked up the fast food bag in his hand and shook it at them.

"Huh?!" The two of them had green eyes and shot at Mo An in unison.

......

"SH*T, I love this cheeseburger!" Tony's mouth was bulging and he slurred.

"But from a scientific point of view, consuming so many calories in a day is unhealthy....... Forget it, go to the extra health. After the old man finished speaking, he buried himself in the heat heap again.

God is pitiful, in the days when he was locked up, the food delivered by the beasts outside was simply not eaten by people, and Tony felt like he was eating Xiang these days.

Polite Old Man: Are you?

Moan smiled and handed Tony a can of Coke.

"Thank you, buddy." Tony took the Coke with some effort and poured a "goo-goo-goo-

"I swear, I'll go back and throw all the liquor I hid in the wine cabinet out into the street and change it all for Coke?" Tony belched.

"Okay, I'll see who Potts is chasing and beating when the time comes." Mo An said with a smile.

"Hey, it's not interesting for you to say that." Tony laughed, "I've got a new idea, come with me, old gentleman." ”

Jingle bell, tink bell...

"Be careful, we only have one chance." At this time, the old man was slowly moving an iron cup containing a liquid metal from the stove to the table with a large tongs.

"Don't worry, my hands are very steady, otherwise you wouldn't be alive today." The old man smoothly poured the liquid metal onto the sand platform that had already been placed.

"What shall I call you, old gentleman?"

"My name is Inson." Insen didn't squint and replied.

"Inson, nice to meet you."

"I'm glad to meet you too." Insen was stunned for a moment, and replied as well.

Apparently at Tony's sudden change of attitude, Insen was a little at a loss.

At the workbench, Tony assembles the parts, while Inson watches, like two scientists and best friends seriously exploring their own world.

Looking at the mesmerizing blue light emitted in front of him, Tony knew that the hardest step was the most difficult step, and he succeeded.

Insen was attracted by the blue light and walked over to the workbench, "Wow, this doesn't look like a Jericho missile. ”

"Because he's a miniature ARK reactor." There was a hint of excitement in Tony's tone, "I have a large power factory at home, and he should be good enough to absorb shrapnel." “

"How much does it produce?" Insen asked.

"If I'm not mistaken," added Tony, "it's usually not wrong, it's three billion joules per second." “

"That's enough for your heart to last for thousands of years." Insen said matter-of-factly.

Tony pulled out a few more pieces of straw paper and turned on the lamp.

"This is our means of escape."

Insen looked at it and saw that it was a composition of various parts similar to that of a mecha.

"It's amazing." Insen praised from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, the leader led his men to the front of the hut, opened the small window on the iron door, and saw two people inside building missiles in full swing, "Let's go." He said.

From beginning to end, Mo An stood not far from the iron gate, and the leader passed by him.

This illusion was just attached to the door by Mo An, and if he had opened the door and gone in, he would have seen a different scene.

Of course, Mo An couldn't let him do that.

......

The iron sheets of the missiles were removed and turned into the shape Tony wanted, and the sparks of welding flew up, and Tony, who was wearing round goggles, felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

In front of the surveillance video, looking at Tony and Iron Armor in front of him, the picture of the leader holding a Jericho missile in his hand, compared it, "It's exactly the same!" Brothers, our freedom is coming!"

"Freedom! Freedom!" The little minions around kept cheering.

......

Tony's Warframe plan was well underway, but the day turned awry.

"Stop!" The leader opened the small door and shouted to the two, and then opened the iron door, and a group of freedom fighters swarmed in, and the last one to enter was a young man with a ring.

Tony and Inson both put their hands on the back of their heads.

"Don't be nervous," the young man looked at Tony, the luminous object on Tony's chest to be exact.

Hearing this, the two put their hands down.

The young man approached Tony and stroked the reactor on Tony's chest with his hand, "Bows and arrows, once upon a time they were cutting-edge weapon technology,"

"Genghis Khan relied on it to sweep across the Eurasian continent and dominate for a while," the young man walked to the workbench at this time, picked up the mecha parts on the table, looked at it and put it back, "The territory is more than five times that of Alexander the Great, and four times the area of the Roman Empire. “

At this time, the young man picked up the mecha blueprint on the other table, and Tony secretly said badly, "And today," said the young man, "only those who have Stark's most advanced weapons can rule the world." “

Tony glanced at Inson, who pressed his hand downwards to indicate that he should not act rashly.

"That man," the young man turned to Tony, "it's going to be me." “

"Why did you disappoint me?" The phrase is in the native language, the young man said to Insen.

"We're working." Insen had no choice but to reply in this language, "Very hard. “

"I'll keep you alive," the young man walked toward Insen, "and you'll repay me like that?"

Tony looked at Inson worriedly.

"It's very complicated to create missiles." Insen stepped back slightly, spread his hands and said, "He's worked very hard. “

"Get him on his knees." After the young man gave the order, the two minions pressed Insen to his knees and pressed his head against an iron rod.

The young man slowly picked up the tongs, took out a red-hot lump of coal from the stove, and said to Insen, "Tell me, what are you doing?" ”

Insen, of course, could not tell the truth, but kept repeating missiles.

Seeing that the lump of coal was about to be stuffed into Inson's mouth, Tony said, "Are you talking about the delivery date or something?" We..."

Before the figure moved, the freedom fighter's gun had already been transferred to him.

Tony looked at the young man, "I need him, he's useful." ”

When the young man heard this, he slowly loosened the tongs, "Tomorrow at the latest, complete the assembly of the missile." ”

With that, he led the minions out of the hut.