The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel Chapter 48

By the time Nick Fury connected the phone line to Uncle Long's phone, Angelo had already stopped the off-road vehicle on the dune near the base.

At the same time, there was an army of white skeletons gathered from all over the desert. Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and the soft sand is slightly shaken by the trampling of the army of skeletons.

"Hello? Uncle Long..." Angelo calmly turned off the off-road vehicle, and then gave the army of skeletons a temporary standby order to temporarily hide the army of skeletons on the back of the dunes.

At the same time, at the entrance of the cave in the distance of the dunes, two terrorists, one old and one young, in somewhat worn camouflage uniforms were standing guard.

The younger terrorist was holding his rifle and was turning around anxiously at the entrance of the cave, his eyes kept glancing at the dark night outside the firelight. From his slightly immature eyes, he could see that his actual appearance was better than his appearance. It looks much smaller.

"Hakim Abul Qasem bin Esshago Shah al-Firdusi...Ben, your Iranian names are really convoluted. I'll call you Ben. You have Did you feel anything unusual?"

This is the appearance of a traditional Iranian in his fifties, with a big beard.

Ben yawned, listlessly hung the gun in his arms behind his back, "Little Jimmy, you're too nervous. I've been in this business for so many years, don't worry, it's alright, what can be in this place where birds don't poop. abnormal."

"But..." Little Jimmy glanced at the night sky in the distance with some hesitation, "I felt like the ground was shaking just now."

"Don't worry, little Jimmy. Maybe you don't know where the earthquake is." Ben leaned lazily at the entrance of the cave, looking at the still nervous recruit, "But then again, you seem to be only fifteen years old. , how did you want to come here. My kids are about the same age as you, and they're still in school now."

After being appeased by this senior, little Jimmy's original doubts disappeared. Maybe it was really an illusion caused by excessive tension.

But what Ben said...

"Hey..." Little Jimmy sighed, "If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't live, who would want to come here to take risks. However, after coming here, I didn't think the same way. I thought I would be really serious with those Yankees. The gun fight, I didn't expect it to be just here, watching the guy in the cave."

After all, little Jimmy seemed to be a little puzzled, "Who is that Yankee in the cave, so many people are here for him?"

Ben adjusted a posture, leaning against the mountain wall more comfortably, and looked at little Jimmy, "I don't know what that Yankee's name is Stark, I don't know. Boy, don't keep thinking about war, these days It's actually pretty good. It's more luck to live on the battlefield to this day. Don't listen to the big bald head of the leader, for freedom or something."

"His family immigrated to other countries long ago, and I stayed here just to make some money to continue to support my two children in school. When they go to college, I will go back to open a small shop."

Little Jimmy glanced around worriedly, for fear that others would hear Ben's words, "Ben, is it possible that we are all going to be here watching the Yankee in the cave?"

Ben smiled and shook his head, "Silly boy, people from other bases envy the safety here, you'll find out later."

While chatting, neither of them noticed that a white translucent shadow quickly passed through the wall from their side and entered the cave.

At the same time, inside the cave, Stark was locked in the innermost "room" with a steel door.

It is said that it is a room, but it is actually an area isolated from a part of the cave.

In the room, only the dim light from the stove reflected on the walls of the room, and it also shone on Stark's slightly dazed face.

Stark looked down at the magnet hanging on his chest, and then looked at the car battery between his legs. The battery was connected to the electromagnet on his chest with a copper wire to keep the power full.

There is a bald middle-aged man cooking something with dirty kitchen utensils by the stove.

"What did you do to me?" Stark sat up from the bed with some difficulty.

"I saved your life." The bald middle-aged man kept moving his hands and turned to look at the electromagnet on Stark's chest, "I saved your life, I took out the shrapnel as much as possible, But there's still a lot left. Only the electromagnet will hang you. Or the shrapnel will flow into your heart and you'll be dead."

The two chatted like this, and Stark gradually understood his situation.

This bald middle-aged man is called Ethan, a scientist similar to himself, who was also captured by terrorists.

He didn't expect that he was not killed by the Jericho missile he developed at close range.

Although he has saved his life now, what is the difference between being dead now?

Stark sat on the bed with despair on his face, looking at the car battery. Could it be that he will live with this battery in the future?

Dr. Ethan, who was beside him, comforted Stark, "Mr. Stark, someone must be looking for you outside, and someone must come to rescue you."

"Then why should I bother? Am I going to continue to live like this?" Stark interrupted Dr. Ethan's words and pointed to the battery under his feet with a gloomy expression.

"But you are the great Mr. Stark, one of the smartest people in the world, aren't you?" After speaking, Dr. Eason handed the suspicious food in his hand to Stark and asked him to eat it to replenish his strength.

But when Dr. Ethan's eyes fell on Stark, his face gradually changed from calm to surprise~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then to horror, and the movements in his hands froze in midair.

Stark followed Dr. Ethan's gaze and looked behind him, but he was stunned.

I saw a translucent white ghost standing quietly behind him monitoring the blind spot, quietly looking at himself and Dr. Ethan.

"Oh~ shit! What the **** is this! Damn it..." Stark suddenly stopped when he was halfway through speaking. He didn't know why, but suddenly thought of a bastard!

Stark pretended to be calm and motioned to Dr. Eason not to panic, and then tentatively asked the translucent white ghost.

"Angelo? Father? Is that you?"

Stark inexplicably linked the ghostly thing with Angelo, who should have been far away in the United States. This reminded him of the scene where he witnessed the broken bone wall in Angelo's church. .

As a result, there was a scene that made Stark's mentality explode. The white ghost jumped up and down when Stark said Angelo's name.

Now Stark can be absolutely sure that this ghost must have something to do with Angelo!

"Are you here to save me?" Stark stood up unnaturally, trying to block the battery on the table with his body.

The white ghost jumped twice.

Stark wanted to say something more, but there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the iron gate, accompanied by shouts in Middle Eastern languages ​​that he did not understand.

The white ghost suddenly melted into the wall under the gaze of Stark and Ethan, as if it had never appeared before!

"Open the door!"

Stark could understand the words that came from outside the door. It was in English, and it sounded like a boss said it.

Chapter end