In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

The Afghan sun scorched the earth mercilessly, and the heat wave distorted the distant scenery.

At this time, Tony Stark was sitting leisurely in an armored vehicle, wearing frog sunglasses and a standard high-end suit.

He held a champagne glass with ice in one hand and listened to music on the external speakers with his head shaking.

Looking at the serious armed soldier next to him, Tony showed a disgusted expression... There was nothing he could do. The atmosphere in the car was really too awkward, which really made him...uncomfortable.

I have to find something to say.

"Why does this atmosphere feel like I'm being sent to a military court... Really, what have I done..."

Tony couldn't help but complain.

"It felt like you were going to stop the car and kill me."

"Why... aren't you allowed to talk?"

"Hey, Gumball!"

After hearing Tony's series of chatter, the soldier next to him couldn't help himself.

"We can talk, sir."

"Oh... so you have something against me?"

Tony looked forward, shaking the ice in his glass.

"In fact, you scare them."

The female soldier in the cab said as she drove.

"Oh... God, you're a girl. I really didn't realize it."

"I do think I should apologize, but this is the effect you want, right? I want to treat you as a soldier first."

"I'm in the Air Force."

"Oh you have a really nice bone structure, I can't take my eyes off you till now."

Hearing this, everyone present laughed, and Tony picked up the cup and took a sip with interest.

That's right... It will never be cold when Tony Stark is around.

"Sir, I have a question."

Seeing the lively atmosphere, the soldier sitting in the co-pilot seat turned around with a look of excitement on his face.

"Did you really date all 12 of the women who graced the cover of Maxim last year?"

"Oh...you asked a very good question."

When Tony was asked about his professional field, his expression instantly became serious. He took off his sunglasses and answered very seriously:

"March Girl and I have a scheduling conflict, but luckily the cover of the Christmas issue features twins... Any questions?"

"Mr. Stark, can I take a picture with you?"

The soldier next to him became interested and took out his cell phone from his waist.

"Of course, but please don't post it to my personal space..."

The soldier raised a "yeah" sign, moved closer to Tony, and opened the selfie app.

"Oh, don't use that gangster gesture... You can use it if you like, I'm just kidding."

"Peace, I love peace... But if there is peace, my products will never sell so well..."

Just as they posed for the photo, there was a loud noise in the distance and Stark quickly turned his head to look.

He saw a huge fireball rising on the horizon, and then the armored vehicle in front of him suddenly exploded.

But this was not the end. The front glass panel of his armored vehicle was suddenly hit by an unknown weapon and shattered. The two soldiers sitting in the front cab were hit by bullets from nowhere and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Tony did not hesitate, and quickly opened the door of the armored vehicle and walked out.

But at this moment, a rocket launcher came straight down towards him, and the vibration from the explosion made it difficult for Tony to control his balance.

Seeing this, Tony had no choice but to hold on to the car body to keep it stable, with one hand on his head, dodging and moving around amid the sounds of bullets colliding and clashing around him.

With a whistling sound behind him, Tony's alarm bells rang in his heart. He quickened his pace, and before the rocket hit the lawn behind him, he dived and rolled behind a pile of rocks.

Seeing that there was a temporary cover, Tony quickly took out a high-tech mobile phone from his pocket. After a period of micro-zooming and enlarging transformation, Tony quickly clicked on the buttons.

But at this moment, a missile flew to his side. Tony was a little confused. He looked carefully and saw that it was marked "Stark Industries" on it.

What the hell...how is this my missile?

Just as he was trying to run away, the missile exploded suddenly without giving Tony time to react.

"boom!!"

Tony's brain went blank for a moment, and then he fell to the ground. His vision gradually went black amidst the confusion and tinnitus.

five hours ago.

Tony Stark stood in a barren desert with a neat row of missile launchers behind him.

His white suit was particularly dazzling in the strong sunlight, contrasting sharply with the desolate scene around him.

"ladies and gentlemen"

Tony spoke, his voice full of his usual confidence and arrogance.

"Today we are going to show you Stark Industries' latest masterpiece - the 'Jericho' strategic missile system."

At this moment, standing in front of Tony was a group of senior military officers and government officials in military uniforms. They were listening attentively to the speech of Tony, the Stark arms tycoon, with curiosity and scrutiny on their faces.

Tony looked around and saw anticipation and curiosity on everyone's face. He was so confident in his product that the corners of his mouth rose slightly unconsciously.

"You know, my father Howard once said, 'The best guarantee of peace is more powerful weapons.'"

Tony continued, his voice echoing across the empty desert.

"And today, I will show you the ultimate weapon that can ensure peace."

On the sand dune, Tony turned to face the row of neatly arranged missile launchers and gently pressed the remote control in his hand.

In an instant, huge missiles roared into the air and soared into the sky under the astonished gaze of the crowd.

"This is 'Jericho'!"

Tony's voice was full of smugness.

"It has unparalleled accuracy and destructive power, with just one missile capable of destroying all targets within a radius of several miles."

As Tony slowly explained, the missiles suddenly split into dozens of small warheads in the sky, and each warhead accurately hit the preset mountain target in the distance.

At the moment of the explosion, Tony suddenly turned around and raised his hands very naturally. The dust caused by the explosion behind him flew everywhere and the mountains were razed to the ground easily. This shocking scene was enough to shock everyone present.

As expected, the deal was done, and the general, with a ruddy face, waved his hand and ordered the armored troops to escort Tony back.

But unfortunately...the accident comes faster than anyone else.

When Tony woke up with hazy eyes, he found himself tied to a chair, surrounded by unknown civilian soldiers wearing Middle Eastern clothes and holding rifles, speaking in an incomprehensible language to him.

There was also a video camera in front of him, and it was unknown what it was recording.

Kidnapping? Recording hostage video?

This is what Tony guessed at first...

But he soon discovered that this matter was not that simple. Before he could open his eyes and see the surrounding environment clearly... a sack was put over his head again, and then he seemed to be hit by a club again.

It got fucking dark again.

When he woke up the second time, he found... there seemed to be something extra in his chest?