Chapter 1727

"Smile, beauties, relax." Tony sat in the Hummer, swaying left and right as the vehicle went on, but the drink in his hand didn't spill: "I'm no different from ordinary men, except that I'm more handsome and richer. If you're going to sign or spend a wonderful night together, it's time to start."

Tony Stark, the most famous Playboy in the United States and the chairman of stark industries, a multinational arms giant, is now with a greasy smile and several female soldiers huddled in a Hummer in a motorcade.

"Mr. stark, can I really?" The female soldier in the car turned her head and licked her lips. She might be of fur bear or Nordic blood. She was nearly two meters tall and her face was covered with muscles.

Tony laughed awkwardly and swallowed hard: "I'll give you the money. You just have to drive."

The beautiful women soldiers sitting next to Tony began to laugh. The narrow space was full of happy atmosphere. They began to pester Tony and ask questions, such as why he suddenly remembered to come to the rainforest of South America to pay tribute to the UN peacekeeping forces stationed here.

It is said to be a United Nations peacekeeping force, but in fact, this team is a United Nations army, led by the United States, with some younger brothers here to fight against others. The goal is to support a new pro american regime. In the past, it was a bit disobedient.

But the other side also received mysterious assistance, a military organization specializing in guerrilla warfare in the rainforest, who supported the original regime.

The CIA thinks that it may be the old rival, Mao bear. Even ten years after the collapse of the Soviet Union, the new bear is still tough. South America is the back garden of the United States, but the other side has always wanted to put a nail in it.

Unfortunately, there is no evidence that politicians in the two countries can only quarrel with each other on the TV news.

At a press conference, the president of the United States accused Russia of interfering in other countries' internal affairs. He took out a bag of washing powder and said that there was evidence that Russian special forces were delivering biological and chemical weapons to South American countries and were "exporting colors.".

In an interview, the president of the other side, while grooming his pet bear, calmly said that the American colleague was Coke, and his brain was burned by drinking too much. Does Russia have a rainforest army? It's all American Acting!

Not to mention international politics, the Pentagon alone found that the original plan had been frustrated. This year, the military had left more than 90 billion yuan in military expenditure, so it issued a temporary tender to the arms industry of the whole country. They needed a super class weapon that could burn all the mouse guerrillas and rainforests into dregs.

But it can't be a nuclear bomb or a poison gas. It has to be clean, painless and humane.

Environmental protection organizations and human rights organizations have become more and more unpopular these years, and even if the military is no longer competent, they do not want to be entangled with them.

Hancock industries, Osborne group, Astra alliance, Wilson enterprises, PIM technology, and well-known US and NATO arms contractors all joined the bid.

But who is Tony? He would not be foolishly participating in the bidding meeting in Washington. He came here directly to find the person in charge of the military front line and let the other party carry out designated procurement through the back door.

Other companies may have done the same, but those who dare to come here are the bottom salesmen. How can they compare with the president of stark industries?

What's more, he has brought his own new work, the Jericho tactical missile, which contains 1000 separate intelligent warheads. Once launched, dozens of square kilometers of forest will turn into scorched earth, which is the most suitable for dealing with guerrillas. The high temperature and air waves can tear people apart and then evaporate, which is absolutely painless.

In any case, it must be much better than the new products of Hanfu industry. The missile code named "Shrew" was developed by his family the year before last.

Last year? The code name is "witch".

The latest generation, that is, the missile model participating in this bidding this year is "ex-wife"...

just by listening to these names, Tony can know how his old rival Justin Hanfu is getting married.

His family's weapons have no technical content at all. They are more like rockets or mortars than missiles. Their advantage is that they are cheap.

But stark industry always takes quality and technology first. Tony doesn't care about producing cheap weapons. The profit is too low.

Thanks to his good relationship with military officers, Tony spent a little money to get access to the front-line commanders in South America, and convinced some senior officials to join him in the weapon test.

I've just finished the performance. Now I'm sitting in an air-conditioned Hummer with a drink of wine and a hug from a female soldier, and the business has been negotiated. Isn't it beautiful?

Anyone who bought ten Jericho missiles was given a box of 82 year old Skywalker red wine, which was millions of kickbacks. He did not believe that the generals were not attracted.

Female soldiers are also good. Although they are not as good as the models and actors they usually play with, they are not as wild as city girls. Their arms and legs must be very cool tonight...

just when Tony was in a dark mood, his motorcade back to the camp was suddenly attacked by ied. Roadside bombs are much stronger than mines. After all, there is the charge Yes, Tony's Hummer went up to the sky like a dirt plane.

The strong impact made his eyes black. His head hit the roof of the car and almost passed out of consciousness. However, the vibration of the earth plane "landing" made him wake up in pain.The women soldiers were killed, and the carriage was full of stumps and blood. Tony hadn't seen this for years. He kicked open the overturned door and crawled out.

There are many U.S. soldiers around to resist, but the other side is not any ordinary guerrillas, more like a super elite, silent shooter shot bullets from the rainforest, the soldiers fell one by one.

Tony felt out his satellite phone and wanted to call the Pentagon for help. However, a grenade exploded not far away from him. He was lifted out directly, and the suit on his chest exuded blood.

His ears were buzzing and he was out of strength. Tony felt out of breath. Maybe some shrapnel got into his heart and he was going to die.

Is that what it feels like to be killed? Weapons are really terrible...

in the hazy, he only saw a pair of black high-heeled boots approaching, and a woman was giving orders in Latin. Then he felt that he had been knocked on the back of his head and didn't know anything.

when he woke up again, he found that he was not dead, but was locked in a dark basement,

"should it be a prison?" Tony said to himself that he looked down at the big hole in his chest, where the simple equipment was connected with a car battery. Someone saved his life with a simple artificial pacemaker and a heart stent, but the skill was too poor: "what kind of rubbish..."

murmured, he got up with the battery and looked around his prison, except for a toilet Apart from a surveillance camera in the corner of the board, he found nothing to help him locate himself.

Tony began to think, the other side saved himself, must be greedy for his knowledge and technology? What else can the rebels do to kidnap weapons manufacturers?

Then they must live by themselves...

they can use their own life and death as chips to talk about the conditions.

After thinking about it, he did the same. He picked an angle to the camera, smoothed the hair on his chest, and then grabbed the large bundle of wires, which was about to be pulled off.

"You'd better not do that." At this time, the prison door opened, someone came in with a light, followed by a group of masked soldiers with rifles: "I finally invited you here, how can I let you die? Are you right? Kiss, love, yes? "

Tony, who used to pull the wire to the camera, froze. His eyes seemed to be unable to hold his eyes. The sound made him feel like a lightning strike. He slowly turned around and saw the woman he had seen in his dreams countless times.

She was still beautiful, with long black satin hair just like she used to be, and the smile that made Tony feel his heart stop.

"Cassan......

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