Tony's black gold armor flew toward the signal source at an extremely high speed under his full power. Dum infiltrated and attacked several strongholds of the Ten Rings Gang in Eastern Europe and seized some information.
Among them was a specially-made communicator, which was used by the Ten Rings Gang for internal communication, using their own encrypted channel mode. Once this kind of thing was obtained by a person with a high IQ like Dum, it would not be so difficult to analyze their signal source.
After all, the Ten Rings was not a regular military organization. If such a possible leak occurred in an army, they would definitely change all the equipment and signals from top to bottom. But it was obvious that the Ten Rings could not do this.
Even if the Lord Man could realize this, he could not change it. Because the Ten Rings's business was too big, other than a few elites, most of them were just a motley crew.
The black gold nano armor flew quickly toward the mountains. When the flight altitude decreased to a certain level, Tony could already scan the location of the signal source through the armor's monitor.
It looked like a refurbishment base of the Ten Rings. The mountains in Afghanistan provided them with a natural barrier and cover. Even the elites of the US military did not want to come here.
"I found a refurbishment base of the Ten Rings. J.A.R.V.I.S. analyzed and found that there were two heavy attack missile racks with matching missiles. There are ten rocket attack vehicles similar to Hailstorm and several other heavy weapons. Small arms and ammunition are piled up into a mountain. Looks like this is a very important refurbishment base. "Tony obtained this information through close reconnaissance and informed Li Jie.
"I'm going to attack. Where is the battleship?"
Li Jie, who was far away on Venus, was controlling the interstellar fleet and using stealth mode to silently follow behind Tony at a low speed. He replied, "It's not far from you. Don't worry. Our firepower range is enough to support you. It won't be a problem even if you are one or two hundred kilometers away. "
"Okay, then the first step of the Ten Rings' clean-up operation will begin!" Tony expressed his relief. He deactivated the stealth mode of the Iron Man Armor and turned on the energy shield.
When he was less than five kilometers away from the Ten Rings Gang's base, he began to accelerate. Flying at twice the speed of sound, five kilometers was really not a distance worth mentioning.
Before the members of the Ten Rings Gang who were in charge of guarding the place could react, a pulse cannon was fired from Tony's palm. The Arc Reactor provides abundant energy.
Every shot from the Pulse Cannon carried a huge amount of energy. However, in order to ensure that there would be energy left during the clean-up operation, Tony did not turn the Pulse Cannon's energy to the maximum.
Even so, this kind of energy-efficient attack method still had terrifying power.
"Adjust pulse beam mode from cluster mode to bombing mode." Tony made a slight adjustment and changed the output mode of the pulse cannon.
The explosive mode of the Pulse Cannon was not as penetrative as the cluster mode, but it had a relatively strong explosive and destructive power. Cluster Strike was a solo skill, while Bombardment was an AOE skill.
Even if it was an energy-efficient Pulse Cannon, the power of each shot was equivalent to an 88mm cannon. Tony controlled the Black Gold Armor and flew to the airspace above the base at high speed.
Iron Man's Palm Cannon hit the members of the Ten Rings Gang like a bolt from the blue, who didn't know what was going on. The red crystal structure on the Black Gold Nano Armor not only helped the energy cannon charge quickly, but also dissipate heat quickly.
This made Tony's attacks seem as though there were no gaps in between. After circling above the entire base for less than 20 seconds, there were not many survivors left on the surface.
Of course, this was just the beginning. Tony was ready to detonate those heavy weapons. Since you got so many heavy weapons to slaughter civilians and create all kinds of trouble, now it's time to let you have a taste of these things!
Li Jie saw through the picture sent back by the Battleship that Tony Stark suddenly increased his flying altitude after bombarding the base.
After ensuring a sufficient safe distance, Iron Man activated the pulse cannon on his chest, which was more powerful than the Palm Cannon.
The direction of its attack was the missiles and rocket launchers covered with camouflage cloth on the ground. The Black Steel Armor hovered high in the air, and Tony and the sun hanging high above the base formed a point of overlap.
When the energy cannon on his chest with Judgment and Wrath shot towards those weapons, Li Jie suddenly thought of a very suitable adjective: Noon has arrived, justice has descended from the sky!
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Amudila was a farmer who grew up in Kandahar Province, Afghanistan, although the country was very poor and had been suffering from all kinds of wars. But the people had always been tenacious like weeds in the gap between cliffs. Even after experiencing wind and frost, they were still tenacious and unyielding.
In the past, Amudila had a difficult life, but he could still get by. He had seven goats and a small piece of farmland. Relying on goats' milk, he could go to the city to exchange for some things. The crops growing in the farmland could probably provide a family of four with preserved fruit.
Afghanistan was not a peaceful place, and he should thank God that he was still alive. What made Amudila the happiest was that a year ago, he married his new wife with two goats as a betrothal gift. Amudila from the same village.
He had liked Amudila for a long time, and the two had long been in love with each other. It was just that Amudila's father had always hoped that Amudila would marry into the city, or "work" near the US military camp.
Amudila knew very well what this so-called "work" meant! During the most difficult times in Afghanistan, US soldiers could exchange an Afghan woman's body for a piece of chocolate they saved from their rations.
Those electronic watches that cost no more than fifteen dollars in the US Wal-Mart could find a more beautiful girl. If they were willing to fork out real money, then they could enjoy a beautiful girl like Amudila.
Chocolate and electronic watches were both popular luxuries in the underground black market. A piece of chocolate could be exchanged for three days of rations for a person, and an electronic watch could be exchanged for a week. As for the US dollar, it was even more of a hard currency! People did not trust the currency issued by the state, because who knew how long the government could exist?
Amudila's father treated his daughter as a commodity waiting for the highest price. He had always hoped that someone would take his daughter to a city near the US military garrison, so that he could bring back a sufficiently generous return.
But Amudila could be considered lucky. She never met someone who could take her away. On the contrary, the US military garrison was the first to leave. When the US announced that they would begin withdrawing their troops, Amudila's father's hopes were shattered. But he still did not give up. Amudila was a beautiful daughter, and she could marry a richer man. Even a landowner would be better than Amudila, who drove the goats.
Amudila had tried countless times to persuade this miser, but he never relented. For the sake of his and Amudila's happiness, one night, Amudila put a dagger against the old devil's heart. If he dared to say no, Amudila would stab his chest with the dagger.
So the next day, Amudila took Amudila away with two goats. After that, Amudila had to work even harder to support Amudila, but he had no complaints or regrets. This kind of story happened every day in Afghanistan or other impoverished and war-torn countries, and it was not worth writing about.
Because after that, Amudila's life did not simply go on peacefully. A group of terrorists called freedom fighters attacked their village. All those who resisted were either executed or arrested.
All the men were locked up, and the elderly were all killed. The women were confiscated as spoils of war, and the children were sent to another place to be brainwashed and trained. Amudila did not dare to think about what happened to Amudila after that.
The men who dared to resist were all killed, and only a few survived. Amudila was not a coward. His dagger had once taken the lives of two sheep thieves, and they were both stronger than Amudila.
But Amudila did not resist, because he still wanted to live to see Amudila again, no matter what she had become. His obedient and cooperative attitude made the group of terrorists not overly torture him.
After that, he was transferred to an organization called the Ten Rings Gang. It was a base deep in the mountains. Every day, there would be people coming to educate, or rather, brainwash the survivors.
Many people had been brainwashed by those instructors, and they had forgotten that these people were their enemies and that they were terrorists. Instead, many people began to join this organization and become their cannon fodder.
Amudila also joined, but he did not forget his hatred. He just hid everything deeper. He did not want to become a dry bone on a wooden frame, because then he would never have the chance to see Amudila again.
After the brainwashing was completed, Amudila and his companions were sent to a training camp, where they were trained to be soldiers in a simple and crude way. It was not like the training of a regular army. This kind of training was more of a kind of torture.
Moreover, the things taught were very, very simple. Most of them were mental torture to the soldiers, causing them to collapse or go crazy. Because they were cannon fodder. Only veterans who had survived a few battles were qualified to become real soldiers and receive regular training.
Amudila was very smart and brave, both in battle and in training. He quickly stood out. Because of the loss rate of terrorist organizations and the lack of systematic education. In fact, the Ten Rings Gang was very short of basic officers and leaders.
Within a short period of a year, Amudila was promoted to the position of an instructor in a new recruit camp. He was in charge of training those who were captured.
This was an opportunity for Amudila. He could observe how many people were like him, living with hatred and hope, and not a pile of walking corpses.
However, he was a little disappointed. After being here for so long, he could find very few people in the Ten Rings Gang. Including him, there were only six people. So much time had passed, and Amudila did not know if Amudila was still alive. Therefore, even if it was dangerous, he decided to do something.
He was going to organize his team of six people, steal weapons from the training base, and escape. Then, everyone would go find their family. After that, they would find a way to save their family.
They had a deep hatred for the Ten Rings Gang, but there was nothing they could do. As ordinary people, they had no way to fight against such an organization. Their only hope was to find their family and hide.
When Amudila gathered these people in his room for a secret meeting, an emergency signal rang from the communicator in his room. This was only sounded when the base was under attack.
But the base was still fine. Amudila was a little puzzled. He signaled his companions to be quiet and turned on his communicator.
A hurried and fearful voice rang out from Amudila's communicator, "Run, quick! Run! Tell your people to run! Amudila! We are under attack! "
Amudila could tell that this was the voice of the leader of the Ten Rings Gang in another training camp 100 kilometers away from him. Unlike Amudila, that training camp was for the diehard veterans of the Ten Rings Gang. At the same time, it was also a base for renovation.
Deafening explosions could be heard from the communicator, accompanied by cries and screams.
The leader on the other side shouted over the phone, "Iron Man! Iron Man is coming! He wants to massacre the Ten Rings Gang! " When the last shout was drowned out by the sound of the explosion, all that was left in Amudila's communicator was static.
His companions looked at each other. At the same time, they did not know what to do. They looked at him and asked, "Should we run now? We can take advantage of the chaos and run far away. Then, we can save our family. "
Amudila did not hear what this person said. He kept thinking about the shout that came from the communicator just now: Iron Man? Massacre the Ten Rings Gang?! Suddenly, an uncontrollable idea grew wildly in Amudila's mind like weeds.
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