Chapter 53 The Wind Rises (Revised)

In Afghanistan, the US troops stationed here seemed to be in a state of panic. The famous playboy, the chairman of Stark Industries, was kidnapped by terrorists in their hands. This has caused an uproar in the country. Huge pressure instantly fell on the commander of the US troops in Afghanistan, Lieutenant General John Scott.

Scott graduated from the US Army Officers Academy, Lieutenant General of the Army, served as the commander of the 82nd Airborne Division, the commander of the NATO ground forces, and has rich connections in the military and political circles. But even he couldn't stand the pressure from the Pentagon.

For this reason, he has mobilized nearly one-third of the entire force stationed in Afghanistan and launched an attack code-named "Forest Python" to attack the base of the Ten Rings Gang.

The 2nd Battalion of the 160th Aviation Combat Regiment, the 87th Infantry Regiment of the 1st Brigade of the 10th Mountain Division, the 187th Infantry Regiment of the 3rd Brigade of the 101st Airborne Division, as well as the Navy SEALs and Delta Force. All joined this massive operation.

On the other hand, he also tried to contact the Ten Rings Gang for negotiations through some well-connected people in the Afghan government.

"General, Captain Michael Murphy of SEAL Team 10 has found a base of the Ten Rings."

The adjutant reported the findings from the SEALs.

"But the base seems to have been attacked, and all the Ten Rings members inside have been killed."

The video footage shot by the SEALs was quickly transmitted to the theater command through the theater command and control system. The person shooting the video was obviously in a state of shock, causing the video screen to tremble a little, but it was still enough to see the scene in the base clearly.

The bodies fell to the ground one by one. They seemed to have been attacked at lunch, and the broth was still cooking in the campfire. There were few shells on the battlefield, and these armed members of the Ten Rings seemed to have been eliminated before they had time to fire a few shots. Some even threw away their weapons and chose to surrender.

But the attackers were not soft-hearted and killed everyone cleanly.

"The attackers used cold weapons, similar to darts, and there was no trace of using firearms."

Michael Murphy had already scouted the battlefield in detail.

"Who could have done it?"

Everyone in the command center was talking about it.

"Recently, we have frequently launched offensives against the Ten Rings. They cannot help but be alert. The attackers obviously have an overwhelming advantage."

The relationship between the US military in Afghanistan and the Ten Rings is actually quite ambiguous. The two sides have a common enemy and often cooperate to jointly attack the Taliban. The US military even sends personnel to train the armed personnel of the Ten Rings. Therefore, they are very familiar with the armed forces of the Ten Rings.

The person who can destroy a Ten Rings base like a rotten wood is definitely not simple.

John Scott's face was very solemn.

"Maybe it was done by the Oriental warriors."

He said the worst possible situation. Compared with the very rigid relationship between the US government and mutants, the Oriental government completely controls the power of the warriors.

Those warriors have the power of Qi, and the best among them can easily fight one against a hundred. Huoyun Evil God has a blood feud with them, so it is not surprising that he chose to trouble him at this time.

"Increase the intensity of the search, and never let Tony Stark fall into the hands of those Orientals. Otherwise, everyone will wait to plant potatoes in Alaska."

Tony Stark's value is far beyond the measure of his identity as the chairman of Stark Industries. As a genius engineer, one-third of the weapons in service in the US military are produced by Stark Industries, one-quarter of the weapons are developed by him, and one-tenth of the weapons are directly developed by him.

If such a key figure falls into the hands of the Orientals, they will instantly have a huge advantage in the confrontation. It is troublesome for the performance parameters of those weapons to be leaked. Who knows whether Tony Stark will set up a secret door in the weapon system.

The worse result is that Tony Stark directly betrays his country and studies weapons for the Orientals.

At this time, Broly was camping in the wilderness of Afghanistan. He sat cross-legged in the middle of a dry river and lit a bonfire.

Looking up, it is a pale yellow, desolate mountain range like a dragon's spine, rising and falling, rugged and steep, magnificent under the sunlight.

This is a forbidden area for life, with a desolate area around, no people, no houses.

During the Second Afghan War more than 30 years ago, the Russians buried more than 10 million mines here, and when they evacuated, they buried another 3 million. Herders often accidentally stepped on mines and died or became disabled, and gradually they dared not come here to graze.

Broly boiled a pot of water, and put the bat armor and mask he took off on it, covered with a cloak. He twisted the neck of a brown bear and threw it aside.

The mines drove away humans, but made the wild animals in the entire Panjewai area flourish rapidly. This brown bear has a rich source of food and is fat and strong.

The berries, insects, fish in the bushes, and even wolves and snow leopards are all on its menu.

Broly took out a bat dart, peeled the brown bear's skin cleanly, skewered the dismembered meat on branches, and roasted it over a campfire.

"Come out."

He threw the bear skin in his hand, sat directly on the ground, and adjusted the fire. The bear meat on the branch made an enticing sizzling sound, and the rich fat exploded on the surface of the meat.

A young man with a knife on his back walked out from the corner of the river with some embarrassment.

"Can you speak Chinese?"

He asked in stuttering English, Broly still looked like Bruce Wayne.

"Sure."

Broly said, throwing a bunch of grilled meat over.

"My name is Nie Zheng."

Nie Zheng took the grilled meat, took a bite, and was almost suffocated by the smell of the grilled meat. He was gentle, and embarrassed to spit it out in front of Broly, so he could only swallow it with a pale face.

But he didn't want to eat the remaining meat anyway, so he held it awkwardly in his hand.

"Your knife is very good."

Broly picked up a bunch of meat, put it all into his mouth, and chewed it.

"This is a precious sword passed down by our ancestors, named Snow Drinking Mad Sword."

Nie Zheng saw Broly's wild eating, and the smell that he had just suppressed rushed up again. He quickly unscrewed the kettle and took a big sip to suppress the taste.

"Can you lend it to me to have a look?"

Nie Zheng took off the long knife and handed it to Broly.

"Why not."

He practiced the Ice Heart Technique passed down from his family, and could see through people's hearts, otherwise he would not have walked out after being yelled at.

Broly unfastened the buckle on the scabbard and drew the knife out. The long knife was very heavy, and as soon as it was unsheathed, it exuded a chilling cold air. The blazing bonfire suddenly shrank, and white mist and frost began to condense in the valley, as if winter had arrived early.

"Good knife."

He put the knife back into the scabbard and returned it to Nie Zheng.