Journalling In Marvel
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Chapter 46
"No wonder he's such a persistent guy."
"People can be persistent without their actions being so!" Zhou Cheng was quite satisfied with Wade Wilson's efficiency, even feeling a bit excited.
That's ten small goals in one! Zhou Cheng had never seen so much money in his past life, let alone this one.
It was a bit beneath one's dignity to be excited about money.
But there was no helping it.
Even as a transmigrator, Zhou Cheng was still a hardworking member of society's lower echelons.
His strength might have surged all at once, but his temperament, vision, and perspective couldn't be developed overnight, could they? There had to be a process.
Without a doubt, Tony Stark's commission was an important stepping stone for Zhou Cheng's spectacular transformation!
Zhou Cheng planned to successfully complete it with flying colors.
"Wade, are you ready to take a trip to Afghanistan?"
Zhou Cheng's voice brimmed with anticipation.
"Just to be clear, I'm only acting as your agent, I won't be involved in the specifics!"
Wade Wilson made that clear to Zhou Cheng.
"You don't need to participate in the action, just wait there for me. I'll hand the person over to you after I rescue them. I don't want to be involved in anything beyond the rescue."
Zhou Cheng explained the details to Wade Wilson.
To Wade, better known as Deadpool, this was not a problem at all; he agreed quite readily and got to work promptly.
And so.
Two days later.
A helicopter discreetly appeared in an uninhabited area of Afghanistan, landing quietly.
"Zhou, good luck!"
Deadpool waved at Zhou Cheng as he disembarked.
"Wait for the good news!"
Cheng left this message with Deadpool and didn't dawdle any longer.
Carrying a bag with the Satan mask and compass, he took big strides, marching off into the distance under Deadpool's watchful gaze until he was out of sight.
...
The secret base of the Ten Rings.
The sound of tires scraping against the ground filled the air.
A large truck loaded with weapons slowly entered from the checkpoint and stopped in the not-so-spacious area.
Clang!
The truck door opened.
A bald man with eyes as sharp as a hawk's descended.
This was none other than Raza, the leader of this faction of the Ten Rings terrorists.
"Everyone, get all the weapons off the truck now!"
A bearded man, already waiting there, called out immediately.
Many terrorists rushed forward, clumsily starting to unload the weapons.
The bearded man, a minor leader himself, certainly didn't have to get his hands dirty with such work; he went straight to Raza.
"How is Stark doing?"
As Raza headed towards a nearby rest area, he casually asked the bearded man.
"He's being cooperative, working on making us missiles."
The bearded man answered by his side.
Raza just nodded, not saying much else.
With Tony Stark under their watchful eyes, he was like meat on a cutting board—unlikely to stir up any trouble.
"Quick, look, what is that?"
"Something's flying over here!"
Just as they intended to talk some more, sudden exclamations erupted nearby.
The members of the Ten Rings, one after another, looked up.
They pointed towards a direction in the sky, discussing amongst themselves.
Raza and the bearded man's expressions tensed slightly, and they also took a moment to check.
Indeed, they saw a "big bird" diving towards them at high speed.
What is that?
This was the question that simultaneously flashed through the minds of Raza and the bearded man.
Could it be some new kind of weapon?
Or perhaps a reconnaissance drone?
It didn't seem like it, though!"That... That's a person!"
But just at the next moment...
The "big bird" in the sky drew closer, and the members of the Ten Rings gang, who were nothing less than terrorists, finally made out what it was.
Soaring through the air was actually a person!
Can you believe this?
Everyone was dumbfounded. Could someone really be flying with wings?
What a joke!
"Quick, quick, quick, shoot that guy down!"
"Intrusion! We are under attack!"
"Fire, shoot now!"
After a brief moment of silence, the terrorists quickly reacted.
They grabbed their guns as fast as they could and ruthlessly pulled the trigger on Zhou Cheng, who was rapidly approaching from the sky.
Ratatat! Ratatat!
A loud and piercing cacophony of gunfire erupted.
Assault rifles, submachine guns, semi-automatic rifles – an arsenal of weapons discharged mercilessly at Zhou Cheng, who was still swiftly flying towards their base.
A barrage of bullets showered down on Zhou Cheng.
This was a real hail of bullets, not just a metaphor.
"How enthusiastic!" Zhou Cheng remarked calmly as he continued to casually fly towards the Ten Rings' base.
Countless bullets struck him, but the scene one would imagine—Zhou Cheng riddled like a beehive and falling from the sky—didn't happen.
Zhou Cheng was still flying in the sky, looking imposing.
The intense hail of bullets seemed to him like just a gentle breeze.
They had no effect whatsoever!
Not to say that they managed to bring him down, they didn't even merit a frown from him.
What the fuck?
No effect from being shot?
Whether it was Raza or the guy with the mustache.
All the other members of the Ten Rings were dumbstruck.
This level of gunfire, even the strongest bulletproof vest would be useless, let alone...
The guy up in the sky, who clearly wasn't wearing any bulletproof vest at all.
So, what was actually going on?
Sizzle! Sizzle!
Unfortunately, Zhou Cheng had no intentions of explaining anything to them.
The wings on his back flapped once, and countless feathers began to explode towards the terrorists below, showering them harshly.
"Move, move away!"
"What is that?!"
Amid gasps of such surprise, one terrorist after another was mercilessly struck down to the ground.
"Face the enemy, engage fully!"
"Up the firepower, kill this guy!"
Raza and the others were shocked, furious, and confused, having never seen an attack with feathers like this.
They all roared in anger.
In fact, there was no need for Raza and the guy with the mustache to give any orders; the terrorists had already unleashed their full firepower.
Many found cover and began shooting relentlessly at Zhou Cheng.
Others started reaching for even more powerful weapons.
Whoosh!
With such a sound of something tearing through the air, a rocket propelled by a long flame shot straight at Zhou Cheng.
This kind of attack could not be ignored by Zhou Cheng. Even with his indestructible body, he could be blown away, right?
Nevertheless, this wasn't a big deal for Zhou Cheng, and he didn't even need to use his divine powers.
His wings also had the ability to repel flying projectiles.
"Secret Technique: Divine Feathers!"
With a slight flick of his wings,
The missile aimed at him was as if caught by an invisible giant hand.
It changed direction and shot back towards the Ten Rings' base.
"Look out!"
"The missile is coming back!"
Boom!
Amid the shouts of alarm, the missile crashed into the ground and exploded.
The fierce flames instantly engulfed several terrorists nearby.