It didn't feel right for a weapon of this quantity and power to appear in the hands of terrorists.
What was even worse was that Tony, the CEO of Stark Industries, had no idea about it at all.
There was definitely something wrong with his control over Stark Industries.
He then thought about how he had returned to the base early, only to be ambushed.
The criminals had even prepared the raw materials for him to build the Jericho missile, which meant that this kidnapping had to have been planned, and wasn't an impromptu idea.
Tony's heart burned with fury.
No one liked a traitor. The tycoon's life had been smooth sailing, and he couldn't stand this injustice.
He was still in the hands of the terrorists. If he wanted to get out alive, he would have to fight with his life on the line.
The bearded leader of the criminals had promised him that he would let him go as long as he built the Jericho missile.
But Tony just smiled and watched the bearded leader leave. After he was far away, he murmured softly, "No, you won't."
Next to him, Ethan, who was acting as his translator, also had a fake smile on his face. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he agreed in a low voice, "Yes, he won't."
If Tony really went back alive, he would definitely hate these terrorists for the rest of his life.
It wasn't a good thing to be hated by a top arms dealer in the world for the rest of his life.
So, once he was used up, all that awaited Tony was death.
When it came to scheming, these terrorists weren't even worthy of carrying the tycoon's shoes.
But on this trip to Afghanistan, Tony had taken the initiative to bring his strength to the same level as the other party, and then … he had been defeated by the other party's rich experience.
Tony, who had always looked down on personal strength, finally had a taste of what it was like for a scholar to meet a soldier.
There was something else that made the tycoon even more depressed.
In fact, he could have easily dodged or even wiped out the attackers.
However, he had missed this opportunity by some strange coincidence.
Thinking about how Happy had been left at the base on the day of the test, and how he had repeatedly told him to guard a suitcase-like item, Tony was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
This suitcase-like item was Mark 5, which he had just developed after seeing the armor of the "Angel of Judgment" in Europe. It was a portable steel armor.
Mark 5 wasn't equipped with any powerful weapon systems, but its movement speed and defensive capabilities were both extremely shocking, and its equipping time was even more so only twelve seconds.
The reason why he brought this Mark 5 with him was that it was a new product, and it was also for his own safety.
But when he went to the test range, he could only take a military vehicle, and Happy could not accompany him.
Tony didn't want the military to notice the existence of Mark 5, and there were more than 200 US soldiers accompanying and protecting him.
At that time, he inexplicably had a stroke in his brain. He had clearly brought Mark 5 to Afghanistan, but on the spur of the moment, he gave it to Happy, who stayed at the base.
Just this little change had turned him into a prisoner. He had to carry a battery and walk around like a dog every day.
After a few days, he might really be thrown to feed the dogs and become a pile of flesh. Son of a bitch!
Self-doubt, anger, despair, and finally, they all turned into an intense unwillingness.
Who was he? He was Tony Stark, the one and only big shot in the arms business.
As long as he was given a pile of iron sheets, he would be able to forge a set of armor.
In order to survive, in order to leave this place alive and find the traitor, Tony had completely come to a realization.
The dark cave, the terrible food, the little and disgusting water, the rancid smell of sweat, and the criminals who were ready to kill him at any moment didn't overwhelm Tony. Instead, the external environment made him shed his fickleness and rediscover the most essential "me" in the depths of his heart.
I am Tony Stark! I am — Iron Man!
Roaring inwardly, Tony smashed down the hammer in his hand and started his promising career as a blacksmith.
…
On the other side, Luke came out of another mountain village helplessly.
His intelligence-gathering hadn't gone very well this time. After wandering the mountains for three days, he still hadn't found any traces of Tony.
Thankfully, there weren't many suspects left, and the first round of searching would be completed the day after tomorrow at most.
Also, on his way here, he had captured a lot of criminal leaders.
He had directly killed the guys whose hands were stained with the blood of civilians, and the host had gained 51300/100000 experience and 70100 credit points. It was quite a bountiful harvest.
After eating in the cave and taking a two-hour nap, Luke took out his notebook and began to work energetically.
He had narrowed down the number of suspects to four or five.
A few of them were a little far away, and there weren't many of them, so he couldn't consider them for now.
The most suspicious target was — Ten Commandments Gang.
Luke had heard of this organization a long time ago.
According to his previous intelligence, Ten Commandments Gang was also the largest terrorist organization in Asia.
They were active all over the world, and they were very bold and strong. They were the most likely people to make a move on Tony.
It was said that this organization was backed by a powerful extraordinary, so the people here feared Ten Commandments Gang like snakes and scorpions, and didn't dare resist.
Anyone who dared oppose them, even if they were terrorists who didn't care about their lives, would be killed by them.
They hid themselves very well. The people that Luke had taken care of earlier didn't know much about Ten Commandments Gang, and couldn't provide detailed information.
However, a criminal leader had mentioned that a large number of Ten Commandments Gang members happened to be active in the vicinity recently.
That was the only good news that Luke had heard in the last three days.
Looking at the sky, Luke packed up and cleaned up all traces.
After he left the cave, he activated the jet and flew to the valley where Ten Commandments Gang's temporary base was.
…
In the cave a few days ago, Tony carefully picked up an object that looked like a tiny wire ring with a pair of tweezers and put it into a small disc before he heaved a sigh of relief.
It was palladium.
There was too little of it. If he messed it up, the criminals might not have the patience to find the next batch of materials for Tony, and he wouldn't be able to carry out his counterattack plan.
Thankfully, he had done this many times in Los Angeles, and it wouldn't be hard for him to do it again.
After the most important core part was done, Tony sped up and added an external device to the disc.
A day later, looking at the cylindrical object on the table that emitted a light blue light, Ethan murmured, "That doesn't look like a missile."
Tony smiled. "This is a miniature arc oscillation reactor. I have a bigger one at home that's used to power my factory. If I add an electromagnet to it, it can stop shrapnel from entering my heart, and I can also get rid of that crappy battery. Of course, it can also keep a big guy active for fifteen minutes. "
Ethan looked at him blankly. "What big guy?"
Tony said, "Put it on for me first."
Naturally, Ethan didn't have any objections. He immediately took out surgical tools and put the new thing on for Tony.
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