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Wearing night vision goggles and carrying a worn-out car battery, he followed behind Lynn Hall.

Tony Stark was extremely agitated at this moment.

We're finally saved!

I'm finally fucking saved!

From the moment he was attacked and kidnapped, Tony Stark had been hoping that Rhodes would lead the military to rescue him.

But after two and a half months, that hope had long since turned into despair.

Just when I was trying my best to find a way to save myself, I happened to encounter a chaotic battle between armed forces.

As the sounds of explosions and fighting echoed through the valley, the despair and fear reached their peak.

He was terrified that the terrorists who had kidnapped him would kill him after their defeat, and he was also afraid that another armed group would rush in and riddle him with bullets.

But when gunshots rang out inside, and when the terrorists guarding him were killed.

For Tony Stark, the phrase "Lynn Hall of the FBI's New York field office" was like heavenly music.

God knows, this sound was more exciting to Tony Stark at that moment than the screams of the December cover girl!

He led Tony Stark and Ethan toward the edge of the valley.

Whenever danger arises, Sean and his team members will eliminate the obstacles immediately.

These armed groups are formidable in the Middle East, but they are no match for the heavily armed FBI agents led by Lynn Hall.

"Bang!"

"Da da da..."

The armed men blocking the way were swiftly and decisively eliminated, under the dual cover of Alice's drone and snipers.

Lynn Hall successfully led Tony Stark and Ethan out of the valley.

Tony Stark only truly felt at ease when he was seated inside the Quinjet and taking off.

saved!

This isn't a dream; I'm really saved!

Seeing Tony Stark's overwhelming excitement, Lynn Hall smiled and handed him a bottle of soda.

"Thanks.."

Taking the soda, Tony Stark's hands trembled with excitement: "Thank you so much for bringing people to rescue me from 'hell'."

"My God, this is just too much... Honestly, in these past two and a half months, I've thought about Rhodes finding me with his men, and I've thought about the military trying various methods to rescue me. But..."

"But you never imagined that the FBI would be the ones to save you, right?"

I checked Tony Stark's current favorability rating, and it's currently at 6 points.

Lynn Hall then told Tony Stark to get some rest.

He then walked to the side, took out his phone, and dialed Director James Duke's number.

On the other end of the phone.

It was past 11 p.m., but James Duke was not asleep. Instead, he was talking to a middle-aged man.

A ringing phone interrupted their call. James Duke picked up his phone, glanced at it, and then said with a chuckle, "Hopefully, this is good news."

Upon hearing James Duke's words, Phoebe Byrne was just about to get up and leave.

But then he saw James Duke gesture with his hand, indicating that he didn't need to move away.

Seeing this, Phoebe Byrne sat down again, picked up her coffee, and quietly drank it.

But his gaze was fixed on the changes in the expression of his Hydra superior.

Clearly, the news coming from the other end of the phone was good news.

His former boss visibly broke into a broad smile.

After hanging up the phone, James Duke put down his phone and said to Phoebe Byrne, "Remember Lynn Hall I mentioned to you?"

"I remember, sir, you thought highly of him."

"That's right, he has rescued Tony Stark from Middle Eastern terrorists!"

James Duke picked up his coffee, took a sip, and smiled, "So, I'm going to hold a big press conference tomorrow."

"I've been eyeing the FBI director's position for many years."

At this point, James Duke suddenly added, "We have people in the military, Congress, the courts, the CIA, and the business world."

"Phoebe, pick some members from these to form a fraternity!"

"You mean, you're planning to bring this young man, Lynn Hall, into our Hydra?"

Upon hearing James Duke's instructions, Phoebe Byrne replied, "Don't worry, I know what to do!"

"Don't use drastic measures. Guide him slowly. Once he takes the first step, there's no turning back!"

"Yes, sir!"

With that, Phoebe Byrne stood up from the sofa: "Sir, please get some rest. I'll go and select the list to prepare."

"good!"

Watching Phoebe Byrne leave, James Duke casually poured out his coffee, then got up and headed to his bedroom.

Inside the Quinjet.

After hanging up the phone, Lynn Hall looked at everyone in the cabin and said, "Everyone, this operation went very smoothly. I will report back and the mission budget will be increased by 30%."

"At the same time, after I get back, I will suggest to the director that everyone be promoted one level. I will be responsible for getting the supervisors and the director's signatures!"

Upon hearing Lynn Hall announce the "reward," everyone in the cabin, whether agents or members of the action team, cheered excitedly.

"The boss is brilliant!"

"Boss, we love you to death!"

"Haha, I'm finally going to reach S12, boss. If you're willing, I'll offer you my chrysanthemum right now..."

"Get lost!"

Lynn Hall gave the guy who said he would offer him his chrysanthemums the middle finger, then turned and walked over to another Middle Eastern man.

In fact, this was the reward that James Duke, as the director, gave when he was reporting to him just now.

But how could Lynn entrust the task of winning people's hearts to the chief?

Of course, you have to do it yourself!

Sitting across from the Middle Eastern man, Lynn Hall began, "Now you believe the promise I made!"

Before coming to the Middle East, Lynn Hall promised to leave one of them there.

So when the operation was about to begin, Lynn Hall left him in the fighter jet and had someone watch over him.

"You are an honest and trustworthy person!"

When asked by Lynn Hall, the Middle Eastern man answered without hesitation.

He had considered having his companions tell the armed forces behind them what had happened so they could rescue him.

But with one fighter jet constantly circling in the air, even if his comrades wanted to rescue him, there was nothing they could do.

Most importantly, compared to him, the armed forces behind him were more concerned with eliminating their opponents and reclaiming their homeland.

so..

"After you go back this time, I will give you your freedom. You can continue to live in New York, and I will have someone get you a legal identity document."