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Chapter 11 Iron Man Returns

Back to three hours ago, Stark, who built the Iron Armor Mark [-], managed to escape under the cover of Ethan, but the quality of the hand-built Mark [-] was so poor that the rocket backpack just let him fly. After more than ten kilometers, it crashed into the desert.

The strong desire to survive made him struggle to crawl out from the sand. Looking at the scorching sun that was about to hit his head, Stark wailed, looked at his dirty shirt, and stabbed it a few times. , On his head was a simple sun visor made of a few pieces of tattered cloth.

At this moment, Tony Stark is very thankful that he learned the survival knowledge specially because of a whim. He also paid a lot of money to hire a female survival expert to teach him, although in the end he taught him to bed, but Stark I still keep in mind the teaching of that female expert, try not to expose yourself to the sun in the desert, and stay in the shade if you can. If there is no shade, then make a shady shelter.

After confirming the general direction, Stark walked through the uninhabited Gobi and desert in depths and depths. Under the scorching sun, the air in the distance began to distort, and waves of heat waves rushed towards him. .

High temperature, lack of water, pain, these unfavorable factors mixed together, took turns to fight, tormenting Stark, even at that moment, Stark wanted to give up, but when he thought of Ethan who died for him, Stark Ke has a strong vision to live again, and he wants to avenge Ethan!

After turning over one sand hill after another, Stark saw a few rusty houses appearing on the horizon in the distance.

"Human smoke?" First he spit on his hand vigorously, then wiped his fingers, then Stark carefully rubbed his eye sockets, opened his bloodshot eyes wide, and stared carefully into the distance.

After confirming that it was not an illusion, Stark immediately rushed over with the last bit of strength.

1000 meters, 500 meters, 300 meters, when there were tens of meters away from those houses, the door of a mud house in the middle was suddenly pushed open with a creak.

Stark rolled on the ground with a jerk, and rolled into the low-lying land on the side of the dirt road, then he secretly raised his head to look at the dirt house.

A few armed soldiers dressed in combat uniforms, with large sand-colored scarves around their necks, and their heads wrapped in cloth came out of it.

"Damn it!" Stark felt cold when he saw that the other party was dressed so much like a militant, but the scene that happened after that made his cold little heart instantly heat up.

Several militants seemed to be arguing about something, it was very intense, and then the leading militant suddenly threw the weapon on his body to his companion, and then he lay down on the ground and did push-ups, while his companion began to chatter What, but also let out a few laughs from time to time.Suddenly the laughing militant spoke English.

"You call this a push-up? My grandma is better than your standard!"

"Shut up, idiot, you said no English when you came here! Speak the local dialect to me!"

Hearing this familiar English, Stark decided to take a gamble, first shouted not to shoot, and then stood up from the mound with his hands raised.

"Who, don't move!"

The militants reacted quickly, and before Stark finished speaking, the muzzle of the black hole was already pointed at him.

"I'm Tony Stark! Who are you?" Stark tore off the rags around his head, and looked at him with cracked lips.

"Tony Stark?" The leading militant tore off the scarf wrapped around his head, revealing a bearded white face.

"We are the Commando of the True Sons under the Colossus. I am Captain Gideon. I am here to find you!" The white man signaled his subordinates to put down their weapons, and stepped forward to shake hands with Stark.

"That's really great, can you give me something to eat and drink?" Stark looked at the big hand stretched out in front of him, and his legs were about to fall when his legs softened. Fortunately, Gideon held him up.

"Persist for a while, I'll notify the others immediately, Michelle, bring water!"

"Yes!" A soldier rushed into the room immediately, and rushed out a few seconds later with a large kettle with a straw.

"Thank you!" After taking the heavy water bottle, Stark's throat squirmed, and then he picked up the straw and sucked desperately.

"Huh? Huh~" Meimei took a big sip of the water inside, and Stark found that the thing was a little salty, and it also had the fragrance of some vegetables, which made him a little curious.

"This is our nutrient solution. It can relieve fatigue and supplement various elements. Drink it slowly. We still have more! If it's not enough, I'll prepare a few more jars for you when I call the plane!" Gideon saw that Star Ke's doubts, explained.

"Yeah, yum~" Stark nodded sharply, and then held the water bottle and began to suck.

After drinking nearly a liter of nutrient solution in one go, Stark burped in satisfaction, and then wolfed down the chocolate and field rations handed over by Gideon, not as weak as he was a few minutes ago.

"Mr. Stark, I've helped you deal with your trauma, but I can't do anything about the one on your chest!" While Stark was eating, the medical soldiers of Gideon's team had already performed preliminary treatment on him. Examination and treatment, some wounds were cleaned and then bandaged. At the same time, he also thoughtfully wrote a summary of Stark's current injuries on a list, and then threw it to Stark.

"This is?"

"An overview of your situation, so that after being sent to the hospital, the doctor can save the time of preliminary examination and directly treat you!"

"Professional!" Stark suddenly had a little admiration for Fisher. He seemed to be just an ordinary soldier. He dealt with injuries neatly. Such talents are treasures in the army. How did he get them?

If Fisher is here and hears his question, he must laugh at Stark. You usually say that money can solve everything, so why can’t I? I think Fisher hired a lot of special talents with high salaries for the giant. Retired personnel from the army came to be instructors, and there were even several officers. Facts have proved that Fisher did a very good job. The instructors hired by these giants passed on what they had learned all their lives to their students. With so much experience, these fighters who now belong to the Giant God can even be compared with T1-level special forces personnel.It is even higher than them in terms of weapons and equipment. After all, Colossus is still a first-class arms trading company, so the combat troops of Colossus are the best of Colossus.

(End of this chapter)