Saiyans in the Marvel world

34 degrees north latitude, 74.3 degrees east longitude, and 1798 meters above sea level.

The southern foothills of the Hindu Kush Mountains.

Tony Stark sat in the cave, staring blankly at the rock wall above his head.

He seemed to want to pass through these rocks and see the brilliant starry sky above him.

If you can see the stars, you may be able to determine your location.

But the problem is that even when he goes to the toilet, he is closely guarded by at least three soldiers armed with AK47s.

Tony swore that no one had been this close to him since he was 3 years old.

No privacy, no security, no hope.

At this time, Ethan, who was sitting on another folding bed, spoke.

"Tony, cheer up, we have to find a way to escape from here."

"You're not really planning to help them build the Jericho missiles, are you?"

"Do you really believe what he said? He will let you go after you finish manufacturing?"

After hearing this, Tony Stark came back to his senses and slowly shook his head.

"No, I didn't believe a word of it, but the truth is... I only have about a week to live, right?"

"No matter what I do, there's no way I'm going to get out of here."

Although the micromagnetic field blocks most of the shrapnel from entering the main cardiovascular system.

However, the iron on the shrapnel will gradually merge into the blood, causing the organs to decay and gradually enter a state of necrosis.

Without the help of antibiotics and surgery, it would be difficult for a normal person to recover from such an injury.

Ethan was silent for a moment when he heard this, and a flash of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, I know this is all very difficult."

"But are you really willing to hand over your knowledge and heritage to these... these terrorists?"

"Tony Stark, the best genius in the history of MIT, the most powerful engineering scientist in Stark Industries, if your life's work falls into their hands, they will use your wisdom to kill more What an innocent person you are, are you willing to see this happen?”

"The great Tony Stark should not give up resistance, even if it is only for a week, at least you must draw a clear conscience for your life!"

Tony slowly raised his head, his dark brown pupils full of complex emotions.

"Perhaps you are right."

"We can use this week to do something."

"After my father passed away when I was 21 years old, I swore that I would never go to hell."

After saying these words in a deep voice, Tony stood up and walked decisively outside under Ethan's surprised gaze.

Then he was seen shouting at the heavily armed guards.

"Hey! If you want me to help you make missiles, then prepare a decent studio for me first!"

"I need enough light, any propylene-based welding equipment, and a crucible and cutting tools!"

“Two sets!!!”

……

At the same time, in the endless gravel.

A Humvee military jeep speeds through a sandstorm.

In the car, Peter and Ned were sitting in the back seat, their faces full of panic.

"Blake, Mindy, don't you think something is strange?"

"I've never heard of a science team coming to the desert!"

"And since we left Tehran, we have been heading east. Are we going to Afghanistan?"

When Peter heard this, he turned his head in surprise.

"What? Afghanistan?"

Ned nodded quickly and continued.

"That's right, it's that scary place where wars are raging and terrorists are everywhere!"

"This is really crazy. I heard that the Ministry of Defense deployed troops to Afghanistan a few years ago. If everything goes well, innocent Afghan civilians should be rescued soon!"

"At that time, many mining companies may invest, and maybe a second Saudi Arabia can be developed?"

When Blake heard these words, he couldn't help laughing.

"Ned, don't you think that DC (Washington, DC)'s order on this is an act of justice?"

"In fact, with the exception of some Taliban fighters, the vast majority of the Afghan rebels are composed of what you call 'innocent civilians'."

"And the target of their resistance is the righteous military of the United States of America."

Upon hearing this, Ned's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

"This is impossible! Our country went to Afghanistan for the sake of world peace!"

Blake shook his head, not bothering to say anything more.

It can only be said that children who grow up in a free country are indeed fed too much wrong information by their government.

As a time traveler, he is convinced that the US intervention in the Afghan war is a completely unjust military action.

Around the 20s, Afghanistan and Pakistan competed with each other for the Pashtunistan region.

At that time, the red giant Soviet Union stood behind Afghanistan, while the United States stood behind Pakistan.

While the chess pieces are strangled with each other, the players are also competing secretly.

In the end, the Soviet army got stuck in the quagmire of Afghanistan, its national strength further weakened, and it embarked on the road to disintegration without hesitation.

The U.S. military has given too much help to the anti-government forces in Afghanistan, which has led to a large number of resistance groups headed by the Taliban to do evil.

After the millennium, in order to divert domestic conflicts and slow down the economic gap, the West used the September 911 incident as a trigger to launch a thunderous attack on Afghanistan.

But in the full 20 years since then, they have never taken the initiative to end the war in Afghanistan.

There are many purposes for this, such as consuming military expenditures more rationally and enriching the private pockets of military industrial enterprises.

There are also factors such as world oil, rare minerals, strategic strait areas... and so on.

Blake looked at the pure eyes of Ned and Peter and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"Listen, the world will never be at peace."

"There has never been, nor is, nor will be peace."

After saying this, he sat on the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

Mindy on the other side glanced at Blake's back, a trace of curiosity flashing deep in her eyes.

She recalled what her father once said, - wherever there are people, there will be disputes.

The history of human development is a history of self-destruction written by billions of people around the world.

The seven-year-old boy in front of me actually has similar concepts and cognitions to his father?

……

At this time, as the Hummer Jeep went deeper and deeper into the sandy area.

People are becoming increasingly rare in the surrounding field of vision.

Professor Lyon was holding the steering wheel, feeling nervous and raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Although there is a sun visor to block it, the sunshine in the Central Asian desert is still fierce and dazzling.

Inside the small jeep, the temperature was probably approaching forty degrees.

To be honest, he felt that this trip had gone a little beyond plan.

Originally he thought this might just be a naughty little plan of the rich young master.

People may go to Central Asia to enjoy the desert scenery, and then take a detour to Dubai to enjoy the swimming pool and fine wine.

And he can also get the agreed 100 million US dollars, and then immediately contact the doctor to arrange surgery for his daughter.

But the current route is completely inconsistent with expectations!

Leon glanced furtively at Blake.

However, at this moment, he suddenly saw a corner of the contract text leaking out of the storage box.

At that moment, Leon suppressed his random thoughts and continued to drive the car with concentration.

"100 million... 100 million..."