Saiyans in the Marvel Universe

Navy Captain Michael Murphy, Sergeant Matthew Axelson, Sergeant Danny Dietz and Sergeant Marcus Luttela were lying in ambush on the hill opposite the Ten Rings Gang base. The dense grass surrounded them. The figure is completely covered.

They were a reconnaissance team belonging to SEAL Team 10. Matthew Axelson and Marcus Luttela served as snipers and observers, Danny Dietz was in charge of radio communications, and Michael Murphy was in charge of command.

They used high-powered telescopes and telephoto lenses to record all the amazing battles that took place in the camp.

The four of them are still in silence due to Broly's terrifying destructive power.

"Should we call the air force to launch an attack?"

Danny Dietz said with some difficulty.

An AC-130 gunship is monitoring this area from high altitude, and can rain down fire on the Ten Commandments Gang camp at any time.

Their mission from above was to search for Tony Stark's location. If it is determined that there is no Tony Stark in the base, an air strike will be launched directly to destroy the base.

Murphy, the commander of the team, stuffed a few raisins into his mouth to replenish energy.

"First report to the intelligence department. This person wearing black cat armor may be one of ours."

There's something strange about Matthew Axelson.

"How do you know, Captain."

Murphy sipped the water from his saliva sac through a straw.

"Didn't you notice his strange armor? Only us Americans wear it like this."

After destroying the entire base of the Ten Rings Gang, Broly jumped directly off the cliff. The high mountains and rugged rocks in the Afghan mountains were as smooth as the ground beneath his feet. His speed reached the limit, like a black meteor, quickly falling into the valley, and then heading towards the top of the mountain where they were.

"We've been discovered!"

Matthew Axelson tried in horror to put Broly into the scope, but found that he couldn't do it because the target was too fast.

"Don't shoot! Don't show hostility!"

Murphy clicked his sniper rifle. With the strength shown by the target in the Ten Rings Gang camp, the four of them had no power to resist.

He simply threw away the rifle in his hand, took out the dog tag, raised his hands and stood up.

"We are Americans, SEAL Team 10, and I am Michael Murphy."

Broly had already sensed their anger, reached out and grasped the Canon camera hanging around Michael Murphy's neck, crushed it to pieces, and then left like a phantom.

"Maja Fake, I was almost scared to death."

"I already peed."

Destroying three Ten Rings Gang bases brought Broly's level directly to level 13, and he gained another attribute point. This time he focused directly on intelligence. This allowed his intelligence attribute to finally reach eight points, giving him an average level.

His mind became clear for a while, and he felt that his thinking ability had become much stronger, and he even became more comfortable controlling his energy.

Jumping all the way through the mountains, he suddenly saw a poppy field in full bloom. Pink poppies bloom all over the mountains and plains, as if the clouds in the sky have fallen to the ground.

A group of women, old people and children were busy in the poppy fields. Only by handing over enough poppy fruits can they exchange for food from the Ten Rings Gang. If something went wrong with the poppies in the fields, they would starve to death.

Under the control of the Ten Rings Gang, the Pashtuns living here cultivated tens of thousands of acres of opium poppy. There are dozens more such poppy farms.

In Afghanistan, the Taliban grows poppies, the Ten Rings Gang also grows poppies, and even some large Pashtun tribes also grow poppies. The area of ​​opium poppy cultivation in Afghanistan has reached 80,000 hectares. The annual opium production is expected to reach 90 million tons.

Since the U.S. military invaded Afghanistan, poppy production here has been rising year after year, and it is impossible for either party to refuse the temptation of poppy. If you don't grow poppies, you will lose your financial resources. If you don't have enough funds, you won't be able to buy more advanced weapons or support more armed personnel. Without enough force, it won't be long before they completely disappear from the land of Afghanistan.

Individual power cannot reverse this environment at all.

Broly was walking around the land, a group of children wearing dirty rags looking at him secretly. These children all have rotten teeth. Some parents feed opium directly to their children like chocolate in order to keep them quiet. No matter how noisy the child is, he will calm down after taking opium.

They are uneducated and have no idea that opium* is addictive.

Broly noticed that some women and old men had only one hand left. That is the punishment of the Ten Commandments Gang, punishing those who secretly hide poppy fruits.

This land is dying. What she needs is not Iron Man, Captain America, or God. But a leader who can pull people out of the quagmire.

Broly crossed the field of poppies without stepping on a single poppy. The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and found that it was the one Matt gave him.

"Hey, is this Broly?"

Matt's voice rang from the phone.

"What's wrong?"

Broly asked.

"There is a big job. If you are willing to do it, the CIA is willing to pay five million US dollars."

Matt said.

Broly's face looked a little strange, why there were so many big jobs recently.

"What job? Who are you going to kill? It won't be Tony Stark, right?"

There was a violent cough on Matt's side.

"Ahem! This joke can't be made casually. The phone call is recorded, Broly! If it's not Tony Stark, how could our CIA take action against him? He is a weirdo wearing black cat armor. He is very powerful. Ordinary soldiers are not. His opponent. The US military gave him the codename Cat Demon."

Cat Demon, Broly was excited for a while, but Tony Stark's bounty didn't know when it would be completed, and he might not be able to make time.

"I'm a little busy these days. Does this cat demon have any time requirements?"

he said on the phone.

"That's such a shame. I was planning to take you to a bar in Kandahar."

Although Matt was very curious about what Broly was up to, he was very sensible and didn't ask.

"Are you also in Afghanistan? Then I can help you kill this cat demon. Please give me your address."

Broly said happily. He was a little tired of looking for Tony Stark in the deserts and mountains. It might be a good choice to kill the cat demon first to change his mood.

"Okay!" Matt reported the address with some excitement. If he can successfully complete the task this time, he will be able to take a further step in the CIA: "Do you want me to arrange a plane to pick you up?"

"No, I'll be there in thirty minutes."

Broly pulled out the map and found the location of Kandahar City.