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At eight o'clock in the morning, when the alarm went off, Colonel Rhodes had already changed into his neat uniform, his military cap was upright, his tie was meticulously tied, and even his shoes were spotlessly polished, and he was like an iron tower. It stands in the doorway of Tony Stark's private jet, a converted Boeing 737_800.

When the time pointed to a quarter past eight, Colonel Rhodes instantly understood when he looked at the empty runway of the airport. He, once again, was put out by Tony Stark. Well, it doesn't really count. After all, they went to this time. Afghanistan was taken by Stark's plane, so strictly speaking, this does not count as pigeons. When he thought of this, Colonel Rhodes suddenly felt sad in his life. The world is full of discrimination against licking dogs. He decided to Well, wait until Stark arrives and don't speak to him for five minutes.

When the time turned to nine, Rhodes decided not to speak to Stark for half an hour.

When the hands froze at ten in the morning, Rhodes decided that in the next second, as long as Stark appeared, he could call him Dad.

As for calling the other party to urge the other party? Rhodes said hehe, Tony Stark will only choose to answer when he wants to answer the phone. If he doesn't want to answer, then it's useless how many calls you make.

Rhodes waited until eleven o'clock, the stewardess had already delivered the lunch to the plane, and Tony Stark, who had been fighting with the beauty all night and repairing the car all morning, drove his sports car to the airport leisurely.

"You came so early!" Rhodes finally broke his oath and took the initiative to talk to Stark.

"Relax, brother, this plane is very fast, as long as you sleep, we will be in Afghanistan!"

"I've already slept!"

"Then have two drinks, come on, don't be shy, hurry up, girls, get your music and wine ready!" Stark passed Rhodes and ran into the plane.

"No no no, today is business, not a drop of alcohol!" Rhodes tried to break free.

"Not negotiable?"

"No!"

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Five minutes later, Rhodes, who had unbuttoned his shirt, was holding a wine glass with Stark, and he was so happy. The explosive music was even transmitted outside the cabin through the thick glass, and even the The flight attendants serving them also lifted their skirts, showing their waists and dancing hotly.

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When Stark flew to the Middle East, Stark Industries was in a mineral exploration camp in Afghanistan. More than a dozen domineering heavy APC armored vehicles swept through waves of mad sand and parked firmly in the center of the camp.

"Get out of the car! Fast!" Arthur Morgan, wearing a sand-colored combat uniform, jumped out of the car and smashed his right fist on the body of the armored car twice, and then four or five others jumped out of the rear hatch of the armored car. Dressed up armed soldier.

"Who's in charge?" a bearded soldier shouted at the crowd surrounding Stark Industries behind Arthur.

"I am, are you here to deliver?" A tall black man walked out of the crowd. He was wearing a white vest, and his dark skin shone in the sun.

"Yes, the weapons you want!" Arthur pointed to the armored vehicle behind him, and then dozens of huge weapon boxes were carried out from the compartment of the armored vehicle by these soldiers.

"One thousand rifles, sixty rocket launchers, grenades, and bullets are all desert-specific versions. You can bury them in the sand for a day and fish them out and use them again! It's just that you urged too urgently, some of these weapons are It is in stock, and the others are used by ourselves, so they look old, but the quality is absolutely no problem! And according to your request, we have removed the fingerprint identification device and the iff identification friend or foe system, check it out!"

"No way, this is what the boss asked, but it's amazing that you can get things together in one day!" The black man opened a box, picked up a desert-colored weapon and looked at it, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, compared to your giants, our weapons are like expensive works of art, not murder weapons!"

"That's the big guy you haven't seen us!" Arthur kicked the box with his foot.

"Okay, the goods have been delivered, we're saying goodbye!"

"Walk slowly!" After the giant team left, the black man took out his mobile phone while letting his subordinates carry the weapons into the warehouse.

"Sir, it's me, Hamas, the weapon you want has arrived. Is it the old way?"

"Yes, it's not worth the three times the price I spent. You bring a few people into the car and pull the ammunition up the mountain for a circle, understand?"

"Okay, sir!"

After hanging up the phone, Obadiah looked at the photo of him and Stark on the table, a trace of struggle flashed on his face, and finally he took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Mr. Hamel, I have all the goods you want, you will see him on the gps, but I have one more request!"

"Of course, Mr. Obadiah, we are friends, so please do as you please!" came the voice of a middle-aged man with a heavy accent on the other end of the phone.

"Kill Tony Stark!"

"Tony Stark?" The voice on the other end of the phone paused. "No problem!"

"See you then, my friend!" Obadiah hung up the phone, and after a while, the computer screen in front of him showed another large transfer of funds to his offshore account in the Cayman Islands. .

"Tony, Tony, don't worry, I will carry forward Stark Industries!" Obadiah said, and a few tears came out.

On the other side, the Middle East terrorists that Obadiah contacted were also muttering at the moment, Aren't Obadiah and Stark very close uncles and nephews, why did they kill him?

Even the terrorist boss is muttering, isn't Tony Stark the most powerful arms dealer in the United States? Is it a waste to kill him? The purpose of our Ten Rings Gang is to dominate the Middle East, why not kidnap him to make weapons?

As soon as this idea came up, it was out of control. The leader thought about it carefully for half an hour and found that this plan was really feasible.

"Abdullah, pack up, let's go to the city!" The terrorist leader took his attention and immediately called out to one of his more clever guys.

"Head, why are we going to the city? Those Americans and their lackeys are offering us a reward!" A thin and thin man was puzzled.

"Let's go digging for treasure! Remember to take that tablet!"

"Treasure? How many more brothers should I bring?"

"No, we're just going to investigate!"