Chen Chen ignored the armed militants groveling beneath him and turned his gaze to the pickup truck not far away.
Although he had come here to recruit manpower and cannon fodder, it didn't mean he would allow himself to be attacked without retaliating.
It was still very necessary to make an example of someone.
Thinking of this, Chen Chen stomped hard on the ground. Spiderweb-like cracks instantly appeared beneath his feet, and his figure shot out like lightning, arriving in front of the pickup truck in an instant.
He reached out and grabbed the car door, pulling it off with a slight tug. Then, Chen Chen grabbed the neck of the person in the car and pulled him out.
The armed militant in the car looked strong, but in Chen Chen's hands, he was like a weak child, completely unable to resist.
"Spare, spare my life!!"
The man begged for mercy, but Chen Chen didn't intend to give him this chance. Whoever dared to attack him would pay the price. With a slight force in his hand, he snapped the man's neck.
Chen Chen slammed the corpse in his hands onto the ground, then turned to face the many armed militants kneeling and trembling before him.
"Which of you speaks English?"
After a long pause, no one answered.
Chen Chen's face turned cold. The military of the beautiful country had been stationed here for years. It was impossible that these armed militants didn't know English. They clearly didn't want to cooperate.
With a kick, a piece of gravel under Chen Chen's foot flew up and precisely pierced the forehead of the person in the front row at a speed faster than a bullet.
Bang!
It was like a perfectly ripe watermelon exploding. That person didn't even have time to scream before his head exploded, and he died on the spot.
Chen Chen's eyes were cold as he repeated, "Now, is there anyone who understands what I'm saying?"
Suddenly, almost half of the militants began speaking, begging Chen Chen for mercy in English with various accents.
The cacophony of dozens of people speaking simultaneously was extremely irritating, making Chen Chen's head ache.
Bang!
Another stone flew out, and another corpse fell to the ground.
Instantly, the scene fell silent, everyone trembling with fear.
Chen Chen said in a low voice, "Now, who among you speaks the best English, step forward."
All the militants looked at each other. Finally, one person stood out and shouted in English, "Sir, my English is the best. May I ask what your orders are, sir?"
Chen Chen's lips curled slightly, "You're very good. No matter who was the leader here before, from now on, you are the leader."
The man who spoke was overjoyed, repeatedly kowtowing and thanking him, "Thank you for your nurturing, sir!"
Chen Chen said lightly, "What's your name?"
The man replied, "Sir, my name is Muhammad Basak Reins. You can just call me Reins."
Chen Chen nodded, "Very good, Reins. Translate my words to everyone. Tell them to listen carefully. From today on, I am your boss. You will do whatever I tell you to do, without the slightest opposition. Anyone who disagrees can step forward."
Reins translated these words to the remaining militants.
No one dared to speak, and no one dared to move.
Chen Chen then nodded in satisfaction. He knew that these people must have their own reservations in their hearts, but he didn't care. He only needed manpower, cannon fodder. Who would care about the thoughts of cannon fodder?
These people's loyalty was definitely insufficient. If given the opportunity, Chen Chen believed they would definitely betray him.
But for Chen Chen, these people were just disposable tools. He didn't expect to gain their loyalty.
"Reins, get them up. Are there any other militants nearby? You lead the way, and I'll take you to sweep them up. I won't take a single thing from the spoils; it's all yours."
Reins's eyes widened. Was this the rhythm of expanding territory?
And he was giving them all the spoils? With such a good thing, wouldn't everyone present be getting rich?
Reins, who had been somewhat reluctant, instantly became wholeheartedly convinced, becoming a staunch guide.
Under the leadership of Reins, a local, several local armed forces nearby were easily swallowed up by Chen Chen using the same method.
Soon, he had gathered a team of several hundred people under his command.
These people were enough, and Chen Chen stopped his expansion.
The next step was to wait for the prey to arrive.
As for Chen Chen's prey, it was naturally the future Iron Man, Tony Stark.
The reason Chen Chen went to such lengths was to replace the original terrorists, to take complete control of the event's progress, and thus maximize his gains from it.
Especially the Miniature Arc Reactor, which was what he coveted the most.
Chen Chen didn't waste the remaining time. He first found a hidden valley and directed the men to dig a deep cave. This cave would be the future birthplace of Iron Man.
Then, through violent means, he raided several terrorist strongholds and found some missiles produced by Stark Industries.
In this world, Stark Industries was the world's largest arms supplier, so finding the missiles they produced was not difficult.
These missiles were also prepared for Tony Stark.
Without these raw materials, even if Tony was highly intelligent and capable, he wouldn't be able to create the Iron Armor from nothing.
After preparing everything, four or five days had passed.
This day, near a U.S. Air Force base in Afghanistan, Chen Chen, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
He sensed a familiar aura, and the owner of this aura was none other than Tony Stark.
A smile curled at the corners of Chen Chen's mouth. Previously, he had insisted on going to Stark Industries to meet Tony, precisely to collect his aura, so he could accurately pinpoint Tony's location in a chaotic place like Afghanistan.
After sensing Tony's location, Chen Chen led the armed militants he had subdued, launching an advance attack and ambushing them on the road outside Baleghan Air Force Base.
Baleghan Air Force Base was where Tony would demonstrate the Jericho Missile to the military, and it was also the location of Tony's aura.
Dressed in a suit and wearing sunglasses, Tony Stark stepped out of his private jet.
Down below, military officials were already waiting. When they saw Tony come down, introductions were exchanged.
After all, this was the war-torn Afghanistan, with no bars or entertainment venues for the pleasure-seeking.
After a brief exchange, neither side wasted any time. The group drove toward the weapons testing grounds.
Ten miles away, Chen Chen sensed the convoy's direction through his aura. But he didn't rush to act. He knew that another group of terrorists was also ambushing nearby, preparing to attack Tony Stark.
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