Schiller strode into the cave entrance, looked at Stark and said, the serious expression on his face made Stark's questions go back to his stomach. Just as he was about to answer, Schiller said quickly: "Nearby
All the anti-government bases have been bombed. It is no longer safe here and the locals are organizing an evacuation."
"If you want to leave, now is the best opportunity. You can use your robot to grab a supply truck and drive all the way south. When you reach the territory controlled by government forces, they will send you back to the United States."
After saying that, Schiller began to pack things in the cave. Stark stood there. When Schiller bent down to pick up his coat, he saw a black hole with a gun pointed at him from the corner of his eye.
"Who the hell are you?" Stark asked, staring at Schiller.
Schiller let go of his hand on the coat, stood up slowly, put his hands on his sides, looked at Stark and said: "I told you a long time ago, I am not your savior, nor your
friend."
"Answer my question, Doctor Schiller." Stark just stared into Schiller's eyes from behind the muzzle of the gun.
"Do you think this is useful?" Schiller took a step forward slightly, but Stark, who was holding the thermal weapon, took a step back. Schiller tilted his head slightly and narrowed his eyes and said, "Who said something to you?"
"Answer me!" Stark almost roared.
"I'm a killer, and my job is to kill you, so can you put the gun down now and stop struggling pointlessly?"
Schiller's tone was so calm that Stark couldn't tell whether he was joking or telling the truth, but he was very sure that the small pistol in his hand, which had only two bullets, might not be able to target him even at such a close distance.
Schiller posed a fatal threat. If what Schiller said was true, he would die today.
"Then why didn't you kill me in the first place?"
"You've become a bit annoying." Schiller turned around and picked up his coat. He didn't pay attention to Stark's anger, but said to himself: "But if you don't want to go back to the United States, then pack it up quickly.
That pile of things, we followed the large troops to evacuate."
Stark slowly put down the gun, walked quickly back to the experimental table, stretched out his arm and tapped a button.
With a "crash", an arm stretched out from the scrap pile. When the robot, which had only half of its body exposed, raised its head, its eyes flashed with scarlet light.
Schiller looked back and stared at the huge robot that slowly stood up from the scrap pile. It was a huge cave for humans, but it was a bit cramped for it. It could only half kneel on the ground and stretched out towards Stark.
Handed.
Stark turned to look at Schiller and said, "Do you regret not killing me sooner? Huh?"
Schiller's eyes shone slightly as he looked at the giant robot, and Stark found that he looked at the robot from head to toe very seriously. His focused gaze reminded Stark of a child squatting in front of a shopping mall shelf looking at robot toys.
Suddenly, Schiller turned his head and looked outside the cave entrance.
"Hurry up, we don't have time." Schiller hurriedly picked up the things, and Stark had to pack some important equipment immediately. He looked back at the huge robot he had built, and followed Schiller.
Arrive at the entrance of the cave.
"Are you going to leave it here?"
"I can start it at any time and it will fly, much faster than you think."
Schiller turned to look at him and said: "You can try to kill me and everyone here with it."
"I'm not you, I'm not a killer."
The two left the cave one after another. The bearded local glanced at Schiller and then at Stark who was following him. Without saying anything, he waved and let them get into a truck.
Schiller sat in the driver's seat and drove, and Stark got into the passenger seat. As soon as he got into the car, Stark turned to look at Schiller and said, "Are you a Hydra? I thought this kind of old antique organization had been destroyed a long time ago.
It’s been wiped out.”
Schiller looked up at the position of the bombers in the sky and turned the steering wheel and said: "Any terrorist organization in the world will live longer than you think."
"Tell me what is going on?" Stark looked at the smoke and dust rising from the missile explosion in the distance and said: "Government forces, anti-government forces, the US military, Hydra, mercenaries, what on earth are they doing here?
What?"
Schiller, who was busy driving, turned to look at Stark and fell silent.
Stark slammed the car window, opened his mouth and said in a loud voice: "You can't let me know nothing, it will make me feel that everything has to do with me!"
"Shut up." Schiller squinted his eyes and looked out the car window on the other side.
Suddenly, the sound of "swish, swish" grenades rang out from the car window. Schiller suddenly twisted the steering wheel, and Stark's head hit the window glass hard.
Blood blurred the vision of one eye, but Stark still looked in the direction of Schiller's line of sight. He saw a familiar symbol, the symbol of Eric's mercenary regiment.
Several off-road vehicles and pickup trucks chased their car and seemed to want to overtake it from the side. Schiller pushed the shift lever hard and kicked the accelerator, and the truck sped out with maximum horsepower.
"What's going on? Why are they chasing us?!" Stark said, covering his aching forehead.
"Can't you be quiet for a while?!" Schiller raised his voice and shouted to Stark.
"But I want to know what the fuck is going on!! Tell me!!! Or I will go to hell and keep bothering you!!!"
Schiller drove silently and quickly left his pursuers behind. About twenty minutes later, Schiller braked suddenly. Stark almost knocked out his front teeth. When he looked up, he found that the car had reached a cliff.
Before, it was surrounded by dense forests and cliffs.
The rumble of thunder came from the distance, the thick dark clouds were low, and the water vapor in the air indicated that heavy rain was coming.
Schiller and Stark pushed open the car door and got out of the car, and ran quickly towards the side of the rock wall. While running, Stark said: "This is not the way to go. I'll call Iron Wall No. 1 over."
"No, come with me."
Schiller led Stark through the mountains quickly, and soon they came to the other side of the huge cliff. Pushing aside the bushes, Stark saw the familiar military logo on the cliff, which was a huge door.
laboratory door.
Schiller went to the operation console and operated it. The door opened quickly. He walked in and waved to Stark, who walked in hesitantly.
Then he discovered that this was an abandoned base, with sand and dust everywhere he looked. When he walked in, tables and chairs were crooked on the ground, and there were suspicious blood stains on the walls.
"Where is this?"
"An abandoned laboratory." Schiller moved a chair and sat down, while Stark sat opposite him.
"Now can you tell me what's going on?"
"They want your brain."
Stark was stunned.
"Who?" he asked in surprise.
"Everyone."
"Someone revealed the news that you are still alive." Schiller said concisely: "The people think that you are dead, and the terrorists in Afghanistan are responsible for your death. But if you are not actually dead, it means that they are not responsible for the kidnapping."
Responsibility and get you."
Stark didn't turn around for a while, but he soon realized that the purpose of these people was no different from that of this group of terrorists.
To put it simply, kidnapping or killing Tony Stark requires tremendous pressure that almost no one in the world can bear, because Stark represents a class.
If someone dares to use such violent means to attack the world's largest capitalist, then other people belonging to this class will not let the murderer go, and must make their death ugly to serve as a deterrent to ensure their own safety.
But the current situation is that the murderer is definitely a terrorist in Afghanistan, and the Stark Group and other capitalists have begun to take revenge, which proves the death of Tony Stark's social identity.
This means that Stark no longer has social value, and only his genius brain is left. As long as he can be kidnapped, he can be controlled to work for him for a lifetime without paying any price. After all, a person cannot die twice.
This time, Afghan terrorists have paid the price.
Stark looked at Schiller with wide eyes and said, "So they are all trying to kidnap me?"
Schiller looked up at him without saying anything. Stark raised his head and sighed and said, "Well, Stark is so popular and the most popular party star in the world, huh?"
"Wait a minute." Stark suddenly realized something and said, "Who let out the news that I'm still alive?"
"It can't be that group of terrorists. They still expect me to make weapons for them. They can't actively lead others to rob me."
Stark was about to ask Schiller if it was him, but Schiller looked at him like he was an idiot. Then Stark realized that Schiller was also a member of him who came into contact with the group of terrorists.
You are already a winner, there is no need to add competitors to yourself.
At this moment, Eric's anxious expression flashed through his mind, and Stark's facial features tightened together. He murmured to himself: "I feel something is wrong. If he can't understand what I want to do,
It means he is not a hero. If so, why did he have to take me away?"
Then Stark remembered that Schiller had said before that these mercenaries were doing dirty work for the military, so it was possible that they could hunt him down on behalf of the military.
Reconnecting with the screams that came from Eric's walkie-talkie before, the mercenary organization he belonged to was silenced. So who silenced it? And why?
If Eric had spread the news that Stark was still alive, everything would make sense. The military was not trying to silence the mercenary organization, but was trying to silence Eric.
Because it was Eric who told the military the news, Eric knew that the military knew that Stark was alive. Only if Eric died could the military evade and say that it had no knowledge.
"Have you heard of the Ten Rings Gang?" Schiller said suddenly.
Stark was stunned for a moment, then shook his head after recalling it. Schiller lowered his head to straighten his trousers and said, "Remember when you asked those locals to find the Stark Group's missiles?"
Stark nodded, and Schiller said again: "There are not many areas that have been bombed, and there are not many areas that have just exchanged fire. They found a place along the ruts of the car you drove before. There are
Shrapnel from a Stark Group missile."
"That's where I was attacked for the first time!" Stark said slightly anxiously: "Did they find the complete missile? Did they bring it back?"
"They no longer need to find the complete missile." Schiller took something out of his jacket pocket and handed it to Stark.
When Stark took the thing, he was startled by the strange feeling. He looked down and saw that it was a piece of human skin with tattoos.
"This is the tattoo of the Ten Rings Gang. It was the Ten Rings Gang who kidnapped you."
"Then who ordered them?"
"The Ten Rings Gang is an organization that is often active in border areas of Asia and has strongholds in Afghanistan and Mexico."
"Mexico..." Stark murmured and looked down at the pattern. He closed his eyes in pain, but finally said: "Obadiah...Obadiah went to Afghanistan before I came to Afghanistan."
Two trips to Mexico, and we have no business dealings with them."
But Schiller changed the topic and said under Stark's shocked eyes: "Yes, but their attack was unsuccessful, and the one who attacked you the second time was Hydra, that is, me."
