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Chapter 173 Da Zhuang, Go Get Rid of Them
The mountain is bare and covered with rocks.

The wind blows across the mountain ridges, creating a desolate scene.

The dark grey sports car didn't fit in with the environment, but it ignored the terrain and the scratches along the way, roaring up the sand dunes.

get off.

Graham looked back at the dusty car body and the criss-crossing scratches on the lower half, and he felt so distressed that he almost cried.

"How much will it cost to fix this?"

On the other side, Hong Chen, wearing sunglasses, holding an ice cream cone in one hand and a hamburger in the other, closed the car door with one foot and looked towards the side of the valley.

There were many militants coming and going in the valley, and large camouflage nets covered the piled-up weapons and equipment and firing points.

There is a dark cave in the lower middle part of the mountain, guarded by two armed men with guns, and everyone entering and leaving must be checked.

Graham turned around and saw this scene. He immediately bent down and raised his gun cautiously, while also reaching out to help Hong Chen.

Hong Chen didn't even turn his head, but scolded him in time.

"Don't touch me."

Graham paused and said, "Boss, be careful not to get discovered."

Hong Chen asked without thinking: "Da Zhuang, how many people do you think are here?"

Graeme carefully stuck his head out and looked back and forth.

"About thirty or so. We don't know how many are in the cave yet."

Hong Chen took a bite of his burger and muttered, "How many do you think you can handle?"

Graeme raised his thick eyebrows and puffed out his chest confidently.

"I once wiped out a team of hundreds of people by myself, and I just sprained my ankle accidentally while jumping."

Hong Chen suddenly turned around, nodded his head, and his sunglasses slid to the tip of his nose, revealing his serious eyes.

"Da Zhuang, go get rid of them!"

Graham: “…”

Looking at his face that looked like Ben Boerba was possessed, Hong Chen pushed up his sunglasses with his middle finger.

"Stop bragging in the future."

"Oh." Graham responded in a low voice with a droopy face.

Looking back, three Humvees had stopped two miles away.

Looking around the sky, it’s all blue.

Seeing this, Graeme said honestly, "Boss, I think Tony Stark is here. Should we report and request support immediately?"

"Whose support are you asking for?" Hong Chen rolled his eyes. "The NCS (Secret Operations Service) is not good at siege warfare, but at secret assassinations and executions. If we ask for support now, the only one who can provide adequate support is the military. What? Do you want to share the credit and bonus with them?"

Graeme shook his head wildly.

But then he became doubtful and said, "But we can't defeat them with just our number. How about I call back the other three cars?"

"Don't shout. If we are discovered by the military search team, we might be exposed."

"What should I do?"

"Shut up, I'm thinking."

Graeme obeyed obediently. After loading the submachine gun, he stood beside Hong Chen and looked around vigilantly.

"How is it?" Hong Chen suddenly asked.

Graeme was about to ask back, but saw Hong Chen tapping his headphones.

MOSS: "Tony Stark is indeed inside, and his armor has entered the final system override power activation stage."

"How many?"

"49%."

As soon as Moss finished speaking, an explosion suddenly sounded in the cave, followed by a group of militants shouting in an incomprehensible language and rushing in. Only the various firing points had people left guarding them.

"Boss!" Graham's face tensed, he looked down and said quickly: "Now I am sure I can kill everyone outside."

Hong Chen frowned slightly and shook his head slowly: "Moss, help him."

"Ok."

Graham: "Boss, let's go too!"

"What are you in a hurry for?"

"They're fighting, and if Tony Stark dies..."

Hong Chen's face suddenly understood: "He is your relative?"

Graham was stunned: "Of course not."

"Then why are you so anxious!"
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In the cave.

Tony had already crawled into a crude large iron can and was unable to move freely.

The power program of this simple armor needs the help of a computer to be activated, but the shouting and footsteps of the militants outside are getting closer and closer.

Doctor Ethan had to find a way to help him delay time.

When he picked up the AK on the ground and rushed out, Tony felt heartbroken.

He had fallen in love... Phew, he had come to regard this lifesaver and assistant as a true friend, and was determined to hire him as his personal doctor after returning to Stark Industries.

But now it seems that he is bound to owe the other party two lives.

Tony closed his eyes in pain.

The next moment, the progress bar on the computer suddenly rushed to the finish line as if assisted by God, and the combat power system was immediately started.

Without time to get excited, Tony immediately closed his crudely made visor, turned around and rushed out.

"Ethan, wait for me, I'm ready!!"
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The sounds of gunfire and explosions travel great distances.

But standing outside, you can only hear the sounds and cannot judge the situation inside.

Hong Chen frowned and decided to ask Moss to make him a pair of glasses that could allow him to access surveillance footage at any time.

Graham held the submachine gun tightly, and his face clearly showed his anxiety.

But without Hong Chen's order, he didn't dare to attack on his own.

"Boss, are we really just going to watch here?"

"Everything should be planned before action. I am thinking about the plan."

"But if we wait any longer, I'm afraid we'll only find Tony Stark's body later."

"Well said. Didn't the mission brief say that we must bring back the dead alive?"

"Ah... it seems not?"

"Then don't bother me while I continue to think about the rescue plan."

"Okay..." Tony didn't let them wait too long.

A few minutes later, flames suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, and the explosion pushed several militants out.

Then, an iron-clad man walked out with slightly stiff movements.

Graeme was shocked.

The remaining militants outside attacked them with heavy firepower, but their bullets could not break through the armored defense. In the end, accompanied by a blazing flame, the lives of this group of people were also harvested.

The iron-armored man turned around and came to the cave, holding a man in one hand, preparing to break out.

"It's going to explode!" Graham stared at the weapons burning in the flames with a serious expression.

Hong Chen also had a serious look in his eyes.

"What a terrible weapon! Even heavy machine guns can't penetrate it! Tony Stark must have been killed by it... (Eh? Wait, Boss! That's not right!) Although I don't know who made this weapon... (I think I know!) But if we leave it alone, it will be a huge threat to the whole world... (I say! It was made by Tony Stark!!) Even if it was not made by these terrible terrorists, it must have come from some country that is extremely disadvantageous to us... (Boss! Are you listening?) As the chief agent of the CIA, my duty is to protect national security... (Boss, can you hear me?!) I will never allow this kind of weapon to be lost outside, I must take it back! Hand it over to the country!!!"

Turning around, Hong Chen opened the hood.

Graeme was dumbfounded.

"Boss, you, you, you...when did you prepare the RPG?!"

Load the armor-piercing shells and put them on your shoulders.

The armed stronghold exploded, but the Iron Man flew into the sky first.

Hong Chen was shocked: "It can actually fly! We must kill it!!"

Graham: "Boss, stop it! That's..."

Before he could finish his words, Hong Chen had already pulled the trigger!
call out! !

The shell rose rapidly into the sky, trailing a long trail of white smoke, and in a blink of an eye it collided head-on with the armored man.

A ball of fire suddenly bloomed in the sky.

"It's over!" Graham closed his eyes in pain.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The two men fell from the air, shouting.

Graeme foolishly rushed forward and tried to catch it with his hands.

Hong Chen kicked him on the butt and sent him flying three meters away. Then he spread his hands to cushion the two falling figures, and let them fall into the sand.

Small parts of all sizes exploded all over the ground.

Graeme raised his head from the sand and spat out the sand.

Hong Chen went forward to check and found that Ethan had fainted, but he was not seriously injured.

Tony was wrapped in armor and was also not injured.

"Oops! Why is it Tony Stark?"

Hong Chen's tone was full of shock.

Graeme opened his mouth, but in the end he just let out a long sigh.

Afterwards, Hong Chen called three cars two miles away to come immediately, then picked up Graham's submachine gun and fired a burst of bullets at the stronghold filled with flames.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"How can we exaggerate our contribution if we don't fire a gun?" As he said this, he pulled out his own pistol and fired a few rounds symbolically.

At this moment, Tony groaned and was about to open his eyes.

Hong Chen kicked him over again.

Graham wanted to say something, but when he saw Hong Chen's eyes, he decided not to say anything.

Not long after.

Three vehicles arrived and fifteen people were waiting.

"Ten people will pack up everything here and take it back. The other five people will go down to take photos and collect evidence. By the way, find out who is still alive and kill them all. After the colleagues from the other three cars come over, the twenty people will seal off this place together. No one is allowed to enter unless there is a direct order from the superiors!"

"Yes, sir!"

They were extremely excited because this was a credit bestowed upon them by Hong Chenbai.

Then, Hong Chen asked for a Hummer and asked them to put Tony and Ethan in the car first. He sat in the driver's seat with the black box in his hand. Seeing that Da Zhuang was coming, he honked the horn and pointed at his sports car in the face of the other's puzzled eyes.

Graeme came to the window, looked at the black box and licked his lips: "Boss, can you give me another bottle of water?"

"Drive well, or I'll break your legs." Hong Chen threw him a bottle of smoothie cola.

Graham saluted even more excitedly than the husky that tore up the house: "Yes, sir!"

Start the car and drive away.

On the road, he held the steering wheel with one hand and a Coke with the other, listening to Eminem's rap, feeling 100% comfortable.

Until Tony woke up slowly in the back seat.

He reached out and touched his head, and suddenly hissed and frowned. When he saw Ethan, he hurriedly checked and found that he had just fainted. He breathed a sigh of relief and then looked forward.

A man who was more handsome than him was driving a car wearing sunglasses, drinking Coke and humming a song.

Most importantly, he didn't even look at me.

"Hey, who are you?" Tony sat up straight.

Hong Chen handed over a certificate without looking back.

Tony looked at it and said, "Hong Chen, the chief of agents of the CIA's covert operations department?"

"uh-huh."

"You saved me?"

"It's obvious."

Hong Chen finished drinking the Coke and threw the bottle out of the window.

Tony looked at the red bottle tumbling outside and couldn't help licking his cracked lips.

He moved his butt forward and leaned his head forward: "Brother, can you give me a bottle too?"

In consideration of completing two hidden tasks at one time, Hong Chen pointed to the black box on the passenger seat.

Tony opened the box, his eyes suddenly lit up, he grabbed a bottle of Coke and drank it impatiently.

After a while, he burped for a long time, leaned back in his seat and touched his stomach again: "Anything to eat?"

"Do you think I'm driving a food truck?"
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[You have completed the hidden mission: Rescue Tony Stark. ]

[You have completed the hidden mission: Rescue Ethan. ]

　It's the Little New Year, has everyone gone home? I'll update twice a day for a while, I'm also going to go home, I'll save some drafts, and resume writing 10,000 a day after the holiday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)