"The wind rises, the clouds soar. Where can I find brave men to roam the four seas? ...Just think about it: you take your wife out of town, eat hot pot and sing songs, then suddenly get robbed by bandits~!"
But unfortunately, the ones attacking Tony were not bandits led by Zhang Mazi, who were only after money; nor was Tony the slick Tang Shiye, who cared only about saving his own skin. These armed men belonging to the Ten Rings Gang had received very clear orders—kill Tony Stark outright in this attack.
That was precisely why they had not hesitated to open with Stark Industries missiles. They had never intended to leave any survivors.
Dense gunfire rang out like firecrackers. The driver and soldiers who tried to get out and fight back were shot dead shortly after leaving the vehicle.
Listening to the gunfire and explosions all around him, Tony, now the only one left in the vehicle, refused to sit and wait for death. He got out of the jeep and ran behind a nearby boulder. He had barely typed a few letters on his phone to contact the others when a shell marked with Stark Industries landed on the ground not far in front of him.
Lacking any experience dealing with such emergencies, Tony did not wisely dive aside and roll away. Instead, he tried to get up and run. The moment he rose to his feet, the shell exploded.
Fortunately, Tony's head was not seriously injured by the shrapnel from the blast. Unfortunately, blood began seeping through his white shirt.
Yet there was a blessing within that misfortune: beneath his torn shirt was a bulletproof vest. Perhaps Tony, who knew something about Afghanistan, had adapted to local conditions and put it on. That vest greatly reduced