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The night was uneventful, except for the strong wind and sand.

At dawn the next day, Mark told the team members about today's mission.

Although he already knew the general location of the robber, he still didn't know Tony's specific location and needed to investigate carefully.

"Everyone knows our mission, to find out the situation of Tony Stark. If he is dead, take his bones back for confirmation; if he is not dead yet, we need to rescue him safely."

"Everyone learned about the situation here last night. Our target must have been hidden by the robbers, and it is in an extremely secretive location."

"Moreover, there are terrorists in many places here. They have all kinds of firearms and may even have heavy weapons."

"This operation of ours is very dangerous and the enemy we face is very powerful. We have a small number of people and no support. We are even wearing U.S. military uniforms."

"However, my team is an elite one-in-a-million team. We have the most advanced weapons and equipment, and we cooperate with each other tacitly. We have completed countless missions even more difficult than this one."

"I have great confidence in my team members. I also believe that with the strength of our team, the rabble here will definitely not be our opponent, and we will definitely be able to complete this mission perfectly."

After Mark finished speaking, he looked at the four team members in front of him, "Roadhog", "Monkey", "Antenna", and "Driver".

"Sir, don't worry, we can easily handle such a simple task."

The first person to speak was the "driver". He was good at driving various means of transportation, including flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water.

"Sir, for our team, this mission is just like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts, a piece of cake."

People who show off the saying are "road bullies" and he picked up on it after Mark said it a few times.

"Roadhog" lives up to his name. In addition to his burly body, the weapons he uses are also extremely domineering. The Vulcan cannon can block an entire street with one shot.

With him as a team member, Mark's phobia of insufficient firepower was completely cured.

The other two team members, "Monkey", are thin and small, good at reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, and are also very good at lurking and assassination.

"Antenna", the intelligence agent of the team, is good at computer technology, and he can't find any passwords for various agencies.

Mark himself, nicknamed "The Gun King", is good at using various firearms, especially sniper rifles, a specially modified m24s.

Mark's close combat skills are also very strong, but he has little chance to show them off because the enemy will be eliminated by him and his team members before they can get close to him.

Seeing that everyone was in good spirits, Mark didn't say any more nonsense.

"Okay, pack your equipment and let's go."

Soon, the neatly dressed Mark team set off in two cars.

He specializes in searching in rugged and secluded places, mainly to temper the team and allow them all to adapt to the environment here.

But Mark always controlled the direction of the team's search, and they were getting closer and closer to the location of the group that kidnapped Tony.

In the station, as soon as Mark's team left, Rumlow immediately received the news that there were their people at the gate of the station.

Rumlow immediately called his mercenary team and rushed in the direction Mark left.

He wants Mark to pay the price for yesterday's rampage.

In this dangerous "cemetery", it is not a big deal if a team member goes missing or dies.

The danger was approaching quietly, but Mark didn't know it.

If he were to know that it was his "arrogance" that brought him trouble, he would definitely cry out for injustice. What he said and what he did must be consistent with his character.

Rumlow wants to kill him, it must be Rumlow's problem. He is Hydra. Do you need a reason if you want to kill someone?

But at this time, Mark had no time to care about these things, because his team was facing an attack by terrorists and he had no time to care.

"Bazooka!"

Mark discovered through the scope that the enemy was about to launch a rocket launcher. He only had time to shoot down two of them, and two more rockets were successfully launched.

One shell came towards the position where he set up the gun, and the other was aimed at Mark's teammates.

He shouted loudly to remind his team members, and he quickly packed up his weapons and moved his position.

"Boom~" "Boom~"

The two shells exploded one after another, stirring up yellow sand all over the sky, and the ground beneath their feet was shaken several times.

Fortunately, they evacuated in time, and apart from the dust on their faces, they were not affected too much.

He continued shooting and killed the two people who were loading the rocket launcher.

Without the suppression of heavy weapons, those on the opposite side become lambs to be slaughtered.

After a while, Mark and others cleaned up.

I simply tidied up the battlefield, capturing what I captured, and finishing after finishing.

The front left wheel of the car had been blown up by a landmine planted by terrorists.

It was precisely because of the explosion of this mine that this group of ruthless bandits were attracted.

But this is not the fault of the "driver" who drove the car. Who would have thought that they would lay a landmine in such a place.

Although the drone can see clearly whether there are enemies on the ground around it, it cannot identify the mines buried underground.

Fortunately, this mine is not very powerful and should only be used as a warning, and SHIELD's car is also durable. However, the car was scrapped, and the people inside were not seriously injured or killed by the explosion.

After seeing the car in front being attacked by an explosion, Mark's team reacted quickly and got out of the car, found a suitable position in the surrounding area, and set up a defensive formation.

Mark and others are well-trained super agents, while the opposite side is just a ragtag group of people walking through the queue.

After a hail of bullets, they easily defeated their opponents.

After all, it was a pity that both of their cars were totaled.The rocket launcher did a lot of harm and blew up their only remaining car.

Next, they can only rely on their own No. 11 bus to continue their journey.

After taking down the equipment from the car and sharing a little bit with each person, Mark's team continued to set off.

"Roadhog" was also eager to see the enemy, and he refused to let go of the captured rocket launcher.

Forget it, if he is willing to take it and has the strength to take it, then just take it. He will throw it away when he has had enough fun anyway.

This small group of enemies is just an appetizer to Mark and the others, and it is impossible to scare them back just because of this.

Shortly after they left, Rumlow's men quickly found the place.

Abandoned cars, corpses lying in various directions, scattered weapons and ammunition, and fireworks that have not been extinguished.

It was obvious at a glance that a conflict had just occurred here.

Rumlow gave the person next to him a wink and asked him to look for traces of Mark and others and the direction in which they left.

Soon, they got in the car and set off again.

The only thing left in the air was, "You can't escape, little bastard."