Beautiful Man

"Someone fell to the ground!"

"Medical soldiers! Medical soldiers!"

"Hurry up and contact the base, urgently ask for help!"

"Already contacted! The gunship has taken off and will arrive in ten minutes!"

…………

The soldiers outside used the convoy as a cover to form a line of defense.

Tony and the general in the carriage were still confused.

"Quick! Get off!" Roddy shouted, awakening the two.

To stay in the car is to be a target for the enemy. Tony has quick eyes and hands, opened the door and jumped out of the car from the side.

The general also followed him out of the car, and then evacuated to a bunker on the side of the road under the protection of Roddy and others.

"When will the helicopter arrive?" The general's expression was very ugly, and he asked loudly from the bunker beside the road.

Roddy hung up the phone and replied, "General, the helicopter has taken off and will arrive in ten minutes."

"too slow……"

"Boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, a shell flew over and blasted several military jeeps into the sky.

The mud covered the heads of several people, scaring Tony and the general into a cold sweat.

If he hesitated for a moment, they would all become undead.

"This shell..." Tony frowned, with a hint of doubt in his heart.

If he heard it right, this should be a short-barreled rocket launcher from Stark Industries.

The problem is that this rocket launcher is only sold to the military and allies. How did these terrorist organizations get it?

There was a flash of light in Tony's brain, and a familiar face appeared before his eyes.

Obadea!

It must be him!

In order to make money, this lunatic actually sold weapons to terrorists. It is really crazy.

wrong!

Tony thought of something again.

It should not be a coincidence that he suffered a terrorist attack on his first day in Afghanistan.

But is the enemy's target him or the general next to him?

In such a rigorous military operation, only the middle and high levels of the military know the driving route. How did these terrorists learn about it?

There is a vague guess in Tony's mind, but there is no conclusive evidence yet.

Just as he thought about it, a few more shells came.

The soldiers were bombed and turned their backs on their backs. The number of casualties suddenly exceeded half, and the newly formed defense line collapsed instantly.

Looking at the soldiers who fell to the ground, the general's face turned pale.

The helicopter arrived in ten minutes, but the current situation can't hold on for five minutes.

"General! Tony! Let's retreat!" Roddy grabbed the two of them and pointed to the boundless desert behind him.

The general frowned and sighed: "If the enemy has a sniper, we will definitely die if we run like this."

Roddy said anxiously: "But if you don't run, you will only end up being caught alive."

At the moment when the two were arguing, Tony made up his mind, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Ignoring the gunfire and bullets, he got up from the ground, pressing his thumb on the fingerprint button of the suitcase.

"Tony! What are you doing! Get down!" Roddy was shocked and distraught.

The leader here hasn't succeeded in persuading, why the friend over there is starting to be stupid again.

The fingerprint is unlocked and a beep sounds.

Tony threw the suitcase on the ground, the expression on his face became serious and excited.

He didn't intend to expose it so soon, but the situation forced him to take care of it.

"Rody! General! Please keep your eyes open, what you will see next is the future!"

The suitcase quickly began to deform when it landed, turning into a large and one small mechanical module with two red and gold colors.

Tony stepped forward, stepped on the slightly smaller part of the module with his feet, then leaned down and placed the slightly larger module on his chest.

The mechanical module quickly deformed, and the lower part quickly expanded from the sole of the foot to tightly wrap Tony's lower limbs.

The upper part starts from the chest and wraps the front chest, back, arms and head.

This scene is extremely sci-fi and mechanically beautiful, and the generals and Roddy who are lying on the ground are dumbfounded.

That kind of sluggish and curious look is like a child who goes to the science and technology museum for the first time, seeing everything is a three-pointed expression.

"You guys are hiding!"

The last step of modularization, Tony said calmly, with only one face exposed.

As soon as the voice fell, the mask was quickly closed on his face, and the Mark 4 portable armor was completely worn.

This suit is designed to deal with emergencies.

The thickness of the fuselage armor is very thin, it is not equipped with advanced weapons, nor can it fly at supersonic speed.

Therefore, its attack and defense are far less mobile than the Mark III, but it is more than enough to deal with a group of terrorists who are still alive in the last century.

Tony's legs bend slightly, and the arc pulses from his feet gush out, flying quickly into the sky.

In the dust of the sky, Roddy stood up and stared at Tony, who had become a small one: "Steel armor... Tony succeeded."

The general also came back to his senses at the moment, and shook his head mockingly: "After the Los Angeles incident, everyone, including our military, pointed the finger at him, and even said that his steel armor is a bunch of useless iron bumps. ."

"Unexpectedly... he stayed at home for only a few months, he solved the problem of the energy supply of the armor, and made a real steel armor. Tony Stark... is a genius that has been rare in a century. !"

………………

On the hillside, a group of thirty terrorists is carrying long guns and short cannons, aiming at the convoy down the mountain.

Suddenly, a burst of noise came from above the head.

The terrorist looked up and saw a set of humanoid armor falling from the sky and hitting the ground heavily.

The terrorists with beards froze for a few seconds, squirting bird whispers in their mouths, and fired at the steel armor.

Ding Ding Ding!

A little spark appeared on the armor, and the 7.62mm bullet hit it and did not work at all.

Although portable armor is very fragile, it still uses high-strength alloys.

If you want to cause damage to it, at least you have to use a large-caliber armor-piercing projectile or a rocket launcher.

puff!

Electromagnetic pulses spewed out, and Tony flew quickly in front of a terrorist, hitting him in the chest with an uppercut.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the man was directly beaten to a height of ten meters and rolled down the hillside.

"Jarvis, lock all enemies!"

"Okay, sir."

The smart helmet quickly marks all enemies with red hearts according to the threat level.

Tony raised his hands and shot out full-power palm cannons from his palms.

Every time he shot, two terrorists were shot and flew a few meters away.

The palm cannon is not only powerful, but also has high temperature. All the terrorists who were hit suddenly showed a big black hole in their chest.

At this time, a terrorist hiding in the dark picked up a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher, aimed at Tony and pulled the trigger.

puff!

The rocket was hung with long tail inflammation, and flew quickly toward the armor.

"Sir! The rocket is coming! Please make an emergency."

The moment the rocket was launched, it was detected by Jarvis, and the trajectory was calculated to plan an avoidance action for Tony.

Tony stood still and turned slightly.

The rocket flew by his side and hit the ground.

Looking closely, the rocket was clearly engraved with the words "Stark Industries".

It really is my weapon, that bastard Obadea.

Thinking of many young soldiers dying under weapons that should have been used to protect them, Tony's heart burst into flames.

He raised his hand and hit the rocket artillery.

The shells burst in mid-air and turned into countless small shrapnel.

When such a god of murder appeared on the battlefield, the morale of the terrorists was greatly reduced.

Seeing that the rockets didn't work for him, they had no courage to resist.

They want to run, but Tony is not going to let them go.

The electromagnetic pulse was ejected again, pushing Tony into the air.

After a few seconds, the electromagnetic pulses from the hands fired out two full-power palm cannons.

After a burst of dust, the two terrorists completely disappeared from the world.

Tony moved quickly, looking for the next target.

Two minutes later.

Only one of the thirty terrorists remained, and the others were all sent to see God by Tony.

In the end, the man was not tall, had a slightly fat body, and had the usual beard in the local area. He looked like a small boss.

Tony speeded up to catch up with him, pulling the car door away.

Then he pulled him out of the car, stepped on his chest with his foot and asked, "Answer my question. First, who are you going to kill? Second, where did your information come from? Third, your weapon. Where did it come from?"

The little boss endured the severe pain, and quickly said: "Baladi fan wipes and sees it, wipes Su and sees..."

Tony frowned: "Can you speak English?"

The man looked nervous, but the answer was still incomprehensible bird language.

"Jarvis, translate."

"Good sir!"

A few seconds later, Jarvis's voice came.

"Don't kill me! We are a jihadist organization! Our base is in the mountainous area more than 100 kilometers away, and our leader is..."

After listening, Tony said what he had just said again and asked Jarvis to translate it to him.

After the little boss heard it, he paused and said: "We are here to kill the directors of Stark Industries. The route information is told to us by the undercover of the Air Force Base. Our weapons are bought by the leader from Stark Industries."

Hearing this, Tony's face suddenly became gloomy.

He is the director of Stark Industries.

Unexpectedly, there are undercover jihadist organizations in the US military bases. They can steal this kind of confidential information. It seems that the level is not low.

In addition, the bastard of Obadea, as expected, secretly sold arms to a terrorist organization behind his back. This guy really has no conscience at all in order to make money.

Fortunately, the company was taken back by himself, otherwise the Stark Industries brand would be ruined by him sooner or later.

"Why are you killing me?"

"What! You are the director of Stark Industries!"

The little boss’s expression was surprised, and he replied: “I don’t know, I just listened to the boss’s orders. Our boss is at the base. It’s too late for you to catch it now.”

The corner of Tony's mouth raised: "Very good. Then tell me the detailed location of your base."

The little boss hurriedly gave an address.

After listening, Tony lifted him up and flew down the mountain, throwing him in front of Roddy and the general.

Looking at the handsome steel armor, the eyes of those American soldiers went straight.

"Caught a live mouth, you can bring it back for a slow interrogation, I'll take the terrorist organization's den."

"Mr. Stark, thank you for saving our lives."

The general stepped forward and thanked him sincerely.

"Regarding the terrorist's lair, do I need to send a helicopter gunship to help."

"No need!"

After that, Tony took off again and flew to the mountainous area a hundred kilometers away.