Marvel’s Big Villain

"Someone fell to the ground!"

"Medical soldiers! Medical soldiers!"

"Hurry up and contact the base, call for emergency help!"

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

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

Tony and the general in the carriage were still in a dazed state.

"Quick! Get out of the car!" Rody shouted, waking them up.

To stay in the car is to be a target for the enemy. Tony opened the door and jumped out of the car with quick eyesight and quick hands.

The general followed him and got out of the car, and then retreated to the bunker on the side of the road under the protection of Luo Di and others.

"When will the helicopter arrive?" The general asked loudly while lying in the bunker beside the road with an extremely ugly face.

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

"too slow……"

"Boom!"

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

The mud all over the sky covered several people's heads, scaring Tony and the general into a cold sweat.

If they had hesitated for a moment just now, they would all have become undead at this time.

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

If he heard correctly, this should be Stark Industries' individual short-barreled rocket launcher.

But the problem is that this rocket launcher is only sold to the military and allies, how did these terrorist organizations get it.

A flash of light flashed in Tony's mind, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Obadiah!

It must be him!

In order to make money, this lunatic actually sold weapons to terrorists, which is really insane.

wrong!

Tony thought of something again.

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

But is the enemy's target really him, or the general beside him?

For such a strict military operation, the driving route is only known to the middle and high-level military. How did these terrorists know it?

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

Just as he was thinking for a moment, a few more shells hit him.

The soldiers were blown up and turned on their backs, the number of casualties exceeded half immediately, and the newly formed defense line collapsed in an instant.

Looking at the soldiers who fell on the ground, the general's face turned livid.

The helicopter still arrived in ten minutes, but the current situation couldn't last even five minutes.

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

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

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

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

He ignored the gunfire and bullets, got up from the ground, and pressed the thumb of his finger on the fingerprint button of the suitcase.

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

The leaders here haven't succeeded in persuading them, so why are the friends over there starting to act stupid again.

Fingerprint unlock, make a beep sound.

Tony dropped the suitcase on the floor, his expression turning serious and excited.

He didn't intend to be exposed so soon, but the situation forced him to ignore them.

"Roddy! General! Please keep your eyes open. What you will see next is the future!"

The suitcase fell to the ground and quickly began to deform, turning into two red and gold mechanical modules, one large and one small.

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

The mechanical module quickly deformed, and the lower part quickly unfolded starting from the sole of the foot, tightly wrapping Tony's lower limbs.

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

This scene is extremely sci-fi and mechanically beautiful. The general and Rody, who were lying on the ground in disgrace, were dumbfounded.

That kind of dull and curious eyes, like a child who went to a science and technology museum for the first time, sees everything with a broken expression.

"You guys are hiding!"

The last step of modularization is left, and Tony, who only showed one face, said calmly.

As soon as the voice fell, the mask was quickly closed on the face, and the Mark IV portable armor was completely put on.

This suit of armor is designed for emergencies.

The thickness of the fuselage armor is very thin, no advanced weapons are loaded, and it cannot fly at supersonic speed.

Therefore, its offensive and defensive mobility is far inferior to 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 were slightly bent, and the arc pulses from his feet spewed out, flying into the sky at high speed.

In the dusty sky, Roddy stood up and stared blankly at Tony who had become a little boy: "Steel Armor... Tony succeeded."

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

"I didn't expect it...he only stayed at home for a few months, and he solved the power supply problem of the armor, and made a real steel armor. Tony Stark... is really a rare genius in a century. !"

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On the hillside, a group of 30 terrorists was carrying long guns and short cannons, aiming at the convoy down the hill to attack.

Suddenly, a sound 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.

Those bearded terrorists were stunned for a few seconds, and then they shot at the steel battle armor chattering with birdsong.

Ding ding ding!

A little bit of sparks appeared on the battle armor, and the 7.62mm bullets hit it without any effect.

Although the portable armor is fragile, high-strength alloys are still used.

If you want to cause damage to it, you must at least use large-caliber armor-piercing projectiles or rocket launchers.

puff!

The EMP erupts, and Tony sprints up to one of the terrorists and lands an uppercut in the chest.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the man was sent flying to a height of more than ten meters and rolled down the hillside.

"Jarvis, lock all enemies!"

"Okay, sir."

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

Tony raised his hands, and the palms sprayed out full-power palm cannons.

Every time he made a shot, two terrorists were sent flying a few meters away.

The palm cannon not only had a strong impact, but also carried high temperature. A large black hole appeared in the chest of all the terrorists who were hit.

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

puff!

With long tail flames hanging from the rocket, it quickly flew towards the battle armor.

"Sir! Rockets are coming! Please dodge urgently."

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

Tony stood still, leaning slightly.

Rockets flew by his side and hit the ground.

Taking a closer look, the word "Stark Industries" is clearly engraved on the rocket.

It was my weapon, that bastard Obadiah.

Thinking of how many young soldiers died under the weapons that were supposed to protect them, Tony felt angry.

He raised his hand and hit the rocket launcher.

The shell exploded in mid-air, turning into countless tiny shrapnel.

The appearance of such a killing god on the battlefield has greatly reduced the morale of the terrorists.

Seeing that the rockets didn't work on him, they didn't even have the courage to resist at all.

They wanted to run, but Tony wasn't going to let them go.

The EMP fires again, propelling Tony into midair.

After a few seconds of gathering the electromagnetic pulses in the hand, two full-power palm cannons were released.

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

Tony moved quickly, looking for his next target.

Two minutes later.

Thirty terrorists left only the last one, and the rest were all sent to God by Tony.

In the end, the man was not tall, with a slightly fat body and a beard that is common in the local area. He looked like a small boss.

Tony sped up to catch up with him and yanked the car door away.

Then he pulled him out of the car, put his foot on his chest 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?"

Enduring the severe pain, the little boss said hastily: "Wipe the Baladay fan and see if you see it..."

Tony frowned: "Can you speak English?"

The man looked nervous, but his answer was still incomprehensible birdsong.

"Jarvis, translate."

"Good sir!"

A few seconds later, Jarvis' voice came.

"Don't kill me! We are a jihadist organization! Our base is just over a hundred kilometers away in the mountains, 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 this, he paused and said, "We are here to kill the director of Stark Industries. The route information was told by the undercover agent at the air force base. The boss bought our weapons from Stark Industries."

Hearing this, Tony's face suddenly darkened.

Isn't he the director of Stark Industries.

Unexpectedly, the US military base actually has undercover jihadist organizations, who can steal this kind of confidential information, it seems that the level is not low.

In addition, that bastard Obadiah really secretly sold arms to terrorist organizations behind his back. This guy really has no conscience at all in order to make money.

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

"Why are you trying to kill me?"

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

The little boss looked very surprised, and he replied: "I don't know, I just follow the boss's order. Our boss is at the base, and there is still time for you to catch it now."

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

The little boss quickly chattered and gave an address.

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

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

"If you catch someone alive, take them back and interrogate them slowly. I'll take over the terrorist organization's home."

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

The general took a few steps forward and thanked him sincerely.

"About the lair of terrorists, do you need me to send an armed helicopter to help?"

"unnecessary!"

After speaking, Tony vacated again and flew to the mountainous area a hundred kilometers away.