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. 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 U.S. Army Academy, is a lieutenant general in the Army, has served as the commander of the 82nd Airborne Division, commander of NATO ground forces, and has extensive connections in the military and political circles. But even he can't stand the pressure from the Pentagon.
To this end, 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 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 in 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 discovered a Ten Rings base."
The adjutant reported the findings from the SEALs.
"But it seems the base was attacked, and all the Ten Rings members inside were killed."
The video footage shot by the SEALs was quickly transmitted to the theater command center through the theater command and control system. The person shooting the video was obviously in a state of shock, causing the video to tremble a little, but it was still enough to see the scene in the base clearly.
Corpses fell to the ground one after another. They seemed to have been attacked during lunch, and the broth was still cooking in the campfire. There were few shells on the battlefield, and the armed men of the Ten Rings seemed to have been killed before they could fire a few shots. Some even threw away their weapons and chose to surrender.
But the attacker showed no mercy and killed them all cleanly and efficiently.
"The attacker used cold weapons, such as darts, and there was no sign of the use of firearms."
Michael Murphy has already conducted a detailed survey of the battlefield.
"Who could have done this?"
Everyone in the command center was talking about it.
"We have been launching frequent attacks on the Ten Rings Gang recently. It is impossible for them not to be on high alert. The attackers clearly have an overwhelming advantage."
The relationship between the US troops stationed 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.
Anyone who can destroy a Ten Rings Gang base with ease is definitely not a simple person.
John Scott's expression was very solemn.
"Perhaps it was done by an Eastern warrior."
He said the worst possible scenario. Compared to the extremely tense relationship between the US government and mutants, the Eastern government completely controlled the power of the warriors.
Those warriors possessed the power of Qi, and the best among them could easily defeat a hundred at a time. Huoyun Evil God had a deep blood feud with them, so it was not surprising that he chose this time to cause trouble for him.
"Increase the intensity of the search. We must not let Tony Stark fall into the hands of those Orientals. Otherwise, everyone will just be waiting to plant potatoes in Alaska."
Tony Stark's value is far beyond what can be measured by his position as the chairman of Stark Industries. As a talented engineer, one-third of the weapons currently 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 developed directly by him.
If such a key figure fell into the hands of the Orientals, they would instantly gain a huge advantage in the confrontation. The leakage of the performance parameters of those weapons alone would be troublesome. Who knows whether Tony Stark would set a secret door in the weapon system.
The worse outcome is that Tony Stark directly betrayed his country and researched weapons for the Orientals.
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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, you see a pale yellow expanse. The desolate mountains are like a dragon's back, rising and falling, rugged and steep, magnificent under the sunlight.
This is a forbidden zone for life. It is desolate and has no people or houses.
During the Second Afghan War more than 30 years ago, the Russians buried more than 10 million mines here, and when they withdrew, they buried another 3 million. Herders often accidentally stepped on mines and died or became disabled, so gradually they dared not to graze here anymore.
Broly boiled a pot of water, on which he took off his bat armor and mask and covered them with a cape. He broke the neck of a brown bear and threw it aside.
Landmines drove away humans, but allowed wildlife to flourish rapidly throughout the Panjwai region. This brown bear had a rich source of food and was growing fat and strong.
Berries from the bush, insects, fish, and even wolves and snow leopards are all on its diet.
Broly took out a bat dart and skinned the brown bear cleanly and neatly. He skewered the dismembered pieces of meat on branches and roasted them over the campfire.
"Come out."
He threw the bear skin in his hand away, sat on the ground, and adjusted the fire. The bear meat on the branch made an attractive 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 a somewhat embarrassed look.
“Can you speak Chinese?”
He asked in stuttering English, Broly still maintaining the appearance of Bruce Wayne.
"Can."
Broly said, throwing a skewer of grilled meat over.
"My name is Nie Zheng."
Nie Zheng took the barbecue and took a bite, but he almost suffocated because of the smell of the barbecue. He was a gentle person, and he was embarrassed to spit it out in front of Broly, so he could only swallow it with a green face.
But he was unwilling to eat the remaining meat no matter what, so he held it in his hands awkwardly.
"Your knife is very good."
Broly picked up a skewer 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."
When Nie Zheng saw Broly's wild eating habits, the lust that he had just suppressed rushed up again. He hurriedly 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 sword and handed it to Broly.
"Why not?"
He practiced the Bing Xin Jue passed down in his family, and was able to observe people with their minds, otherwise he would not have walked out just after being yelled at.
Broly unfastened the buckle on the scabbard and drew the sword. The long sword 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.
“Nice knife.”
He put the knife back into the sheath and returned it to Nie Zheng.