The dark sky was filled with bright stars, which shined on all the buildings making it look like an old 60's love murder mystery. Tony and Rhodes had backpacks full of gear...anything they'd need to get over the heavily guarded border.

They walked through alleys and behind houses to avoid being seen from the drunken or those who were sulking from some sort of events. When they got as close as they could before they could meet guards, they checked their bags.

They had enough money to get a small house at most. People on the right side didn't know who he was really, but if he had a lot of money and spontaneously became famous, they would know he crossed.

They had 2 guns and some rope coil and other materials. They looked at each other, they nodded at each other and stalked forward. At first, a weak line of guards had been defending the border.

There were crates, packages, a lot of cargo to hide behind.. they got rid of the first line of defense by Tony making stun grenades (ish) with things he found in the open cargo. Once they got to the fourth after managing to take out the third and second, their cover was blown.

Their faces weren't seen at all, thankfully; but they were being shot at. If it wasn't for Rhodey throwing a stun grenade at a large group they could've been caught. Tony looked at his right hand, it had a gauntlet on it that was supposed to be a melee....very dangerous military weapon.

He fired it at the weakest part of the wall, most of it collapsing. They ran through, as far as they possibly could. They reached some fields and collapsed. "We...n-need..to go..." Rhodey huffed, out of breath, coughing. "I..know,"