Breakfast was canned paella from France. The rice was uncooked and the seafood was tasteless. But Stark ate very deliciously, not because he was hungry, but because he was extremely active in reserving energy for his body. He knew that something was wrong with him.
To do.
After eating a bag of bread and a can of staple food, Stark wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said: "Do me a favor, Schiller, call those people over, I will make a list for them, and they will follow the list.
to purchase things.”
"There's no shopping, Tony. There aren't any shopping malls within a radius of twenty kilometers."
"Then go steal and rob, or tear off the wall tiles of the military base. I don't care. I will tell them that weapons don't fall from the sky. Without a lathe, even gods can't do it. If they don't give me the equipment, they want me to make weapons.
, they should go to God.”
Schiller showed a slightly surprised expression, and Stark crossed his arms triumphantly and said: "Although I don't want to admit it, you are indeed a good doctor, and I will pay the consultation fee, but we have to find a way to get out of here first.
"
Schiller didn't answer him, which frustrated Stark's plan to describe his grand plan to him, but he did intend to focus on more practical issues now, so he said: "I have to meet them, you
Act as a translator for us."
Schiller nodded without retorting. After breakfast, he put on his coat and said to Stark: "I have to go talk to them to ensure that they have the patience to listen to your messy needs. It's best for you."
Stay here, take the medicine and have a good sleep."
"Don't worry, I will."
After Schiller left, Stark added firewood to the campfire and went to pick through the pile of broken communication equipment again, but this time he did not adhere to the principle of not taking anything unless it was intact, and it looked still intact.
All the parts were picked out by him.
But at this moment, Stark heard some noises at the entrance of the cave. He immediately became vigilant, hid behind the pile of discarded parts, carefully observed the situation at the entrance of the cave, and prayed that it was just the wind blowing the branches.
But he was disappointed. A zipline fell from the top of the hole, and Stark tightened his grip on the gun.
The moment Eric landed at the entrance of the cave, Stark aimed his gun at his head.
"Hey! Hey! Tony! It's me, I'm back to save you." Eric immediately raised his hands to signal Stark not to act rashly.
After seeing his face clearly, Stark slowly put down the gun. His eyes widened and he said, "Eric, why are you here? Didn't you leave?"
Not getting the expected surprise reaction, Eric paused. He looked at Stark with some confusion and said, "Tony, what's wrong with you? It's me, how could I leave you and run away?"
"They were outnumbered at the time, and I had to go back to get weapons and tools. I knew they wanted to kidnap you, so I wouldn't hurt you for the time being. Otherwise, even if I could knock down one or two, it would be terrible if they jumped over the wall and started to fight."
This explanation is reasonable. After all, the other party's posture is a kidnapping. Since it is a kidnapping and not a murder, it means that Stark is valuable and will not be killed for the time being. So he should escape first and be fully prepared before coming back for the rescue.
, is the safest method.
But for some reason, Stark always felt that Eric was a little eager to explain, but he actually didn't care about these explanations now.
"I found a path up the mountain." Eric took off the zipline from his waist and said, "These people should have professionals to guide them from behind. The defense layout is airtight. Fortunately, my rock climbing skills are still good.
Yes, it's not easy to walk in the leeward area, so I came up from there."
"Let's go, Tony, let's go downhill from where I came from. I have weapons on my car. Even if they catch up, I can take you to a safe place. If that doesn't work, we'll go back to Vakkan."
Damn, they don’t dare to chase him there.”
"Sorry, Eric, but I can't go with you." Stark shook his head and continued walking towards the parts pile.
Eric looked very shocked. Stark squatted next to the pile of parts and looked up at Eric and said: "I have something to do now, and I have to do it. I hope you can understand me and you can leave by yourself."
Go to a safe place."
"God! Tony, what's wrong with you?" Eric strode forward, stared at Stark in shock and confusion, and said, "You have been kidnapped! What do you have to do in the kidnapper's base camp?
What's going on? Isn't the top priority going to a safe place first?"
"Yes, if I were not Stark, then I would definitely turn around and leave." Stark fiddled with a circuit board in his hand and said, "Eric, how do you think everything happened here?"
"I don't understand what you mean, Tony." Eric glanced outside the cave entrance and said, "Now is the time when their patrols are changing shifts. If you don't leave, it will be too late."
Stark frowned slightly. Eric's anxious attitude made him feel a little anxious, but he still said: "Everything here happened because of me, or at least it was related to me."
"With my name on their weapons, I have to take responsibility for it and I have to solve it all."
Eric lowered his shoulders, spread his hands and said helplessly: "This is not your fault, Tony. No matter what, you have to ensure your own safety first. You can only do other things if you are alive, right?
?”
Stark suddenly felt depressed. He felt that he was talking to a duck. Why was he talking about responsibility, sacrifice, and saviorism, while the other party was talking about interests, safety, and living an ignoble existence?
Why is the whole world so allergic to romance? Why do these people have no heroic feelings at all?
Why is it that when he finally makes up his mind to do something great and prepares to move towards the future with great hope, someone must come out and let him go back to the past, to the days when he was waiting to be saved?
Stark knew that Eric's statement was correct, but he was depressed because it was "right". He didn't want to talk about right or wrong, he just wanted someone to understand.
"I'm really sorry, Eric. If I come back to the United States, I will contact you, but I really can't leave now. You'd better leave quickly."
After Stark finished speaking, he stopped talking. Where his eyes were not visible, Eric's expression became a little gloomy.
Eric took a step forward, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound from the entrance of the cave, and the local dialect was faintly heard from the distance.
Eric was startled, and Stark looked up at Eric and said, "Come on, they are back."
"Tony..."
"Let's go!"
Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Eric could only turn around and quickly get on the zipline. He stared at Stark's figure unwillingly, but he could only leave first.
Schiller brought the locals back here, but what Stark wanted to do was far from making weapons for them, or even returning to the United States to save himself. He wanted to make a good comeback.
He said to the terrorists who came here: "You know who I am, then you should know that I invented many of the missiles used to bomb you."
"Since it is a missile I researched, I naturally know what its weaknesses are, but to find out how to crack it, you have to get me a sample. And if I crack the Stark Group's missile, their heavy
Fire bombardment is no longer a threat to you."
The terrorists' eyes suddenly lit up, and then Stark told them some professional terms about guidance systems, but Schiller only translated them roughly.
This group of locals had indeed never come into contact with any very powerful scientists. Stark's words and demeanor successfully frightened them, and they went to get missiles without stopping.
After the others left, Stark said while sorting out the electronic components that were picked out: "Missile launch permission requires authorization from the top of the Stark Group. As long as I can get a missile, I will know who authorized the missile."
launch."
"But you actually already have the answer, right?"
The movements in Stark's hands paused. He sighed, nodded and said, "I'm trying to digest the fact that I may lose a close relative. Do you have any good treatment for this? Doctor."
Schiller shook his head and said, "It looks like you want to make a scene here."
"Are you going to stop me?"
"No, I want to watch the fun."
Stark snorted coldly and said: "What do you think this is? A child playing house? I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. My good doctor, the noise I'm going to make may be bigger than you think."
After speaking, he stood up, walked up to Schiller, looked into his eyes and asked: "You know the specific locations of all military bases, right?"
"But I won't tell you."
"You will." Stark shook his head slightly and said, "After I make a big fuss here, I will tell everyone that you saved me, and you can't stay here any longer."
Schiller pursed his lips and looked at him silently. After a while, he turned his head away helplessly and said, "Why on earth do you have to fight with me?"
Stark also looked at him silently and did not answer.
After a long while, Schiller said like a threat: "Don't you dislike psychiatrists very much? If I return to the United States, I will let you come to me for treatment every week. You will have your mind read by the psychiatrist and you will also pay a fee.
Huge medical bills.”
"My medical account is ready, no one can surprise Stark with a bill, doctor."
After speaking, Stark began to immerse himself in playing with the machine and no longer paid attention to Schiller.
About evening, Schiller put on his coat again and said to Stark: "During the day, they told me that a batch of medicines would be coming in the evening. I'm going to check which ones I need. It will take about half an hour."
Come back later and I will change your bandage."
Stark waved his hand to him. After Schiller's back disappeared from the entrance of the cave, he stared at the sunset at the entrance of the cave in a daze for a while, and then continued to work hard.
After leaving, Schiller walked along the smooth road and came to the village at the foot of the mountain. This was where the kidnappers were stationed. The locals took one look at him and let him pass.
Schiller first went to a local residence to get medicine, turned around the corner and came to a small road, and entered a closed house.
Nodding to the local old man leaning against the door, he walked into the house, picked up the satellite phone, and said into the receiver:
"Stark will make a big fuss here. He will not let go of any US military base. The military system that the FBI and the military have operated here for more than ten years will be completely destroyed, and they will lose a lot of equipment and manpower.
."
"Once a position becomes vacant, you move your people in, but it's best not to be too aggressive. The locals are not vegetarians. That's it, our deal is completed."
"Goodbye, Your Excellency Baron, long live Hydra."
After hanging up the phone, a heavy black shadow appeared outside the door, and a local man with a big beard walked in with several other people. The small room was almost filled with them.
Schiller nodded to them and said: "The plan is going very smoothly. Once Stark destroys the US military system in Afghanistan, you will have a chance to get your country and land back."
The leader stepped forward and shook hands with Schiller.
“Long live the national sovereignty and territorial integrity of Afghanistan.”
The man said in broken English: "Hail, Dr. Schiller, long live."
