American Comics Immortality: I Vegapunk Study Of Thanos

Chapter 30 Iron Man, You Are About To Lose Your Job, Do You Want To Receive Relief Money?

The morning sun rises above the sea level.

On the magnificent sea, there is a bright glimmer of light, but a warm golden color.

The coastline of Marbury, above a cliff.

Here, is Tony-Stark's villa.

"Zi...Zi..."

In the basement of the villa, subtle electric light kept shining.

Tony, who was wearing a vest, was looking at the computer screen with a concentrated expression.

In various areas of the basement, above mechanical supports.

The steel battle suit, which has been basically completed, is quietly placed on it.

At the moment, eight days have passed since Tony was rescued.

And now, what was nearly completed was Tony's first set of armor in the true sense.

Mark 3 steel battle suit.

Mark 3 is the first set of colored armor, the color is the famous, classic red and yellow, the color theme is derived from Tony's classic car.

The surface of the armor of Mark2 will freeze at high altitudes, but it has been perfectly solved after changing the armor material of Mark3.

The Mark 3 armor is equipped with a targeting system, which can lock multiple targets at the same time, and then use the dual-shoulder six-barreled miniguns to solve the targets.

Armored arms hide tiny missiles.

"Crack!"

Following Tony, who was sitting in front of the computer, watching the loading progress bar, it was completely finished.

All the procedures have been fully prepared.

Standing up, a gleam of light flashed in Tony's eyes.

"It's done, next, just go and eliminate those terrorists!"

Quickly change the one-piece combat uniform.

Tony, with a serious face, stood on the battle armor dressing table.

"J.A.R.V.I.S, help me wear mark3!"

"Okay, Tony!"

"Crack..."

The parts of the steel battle suit, with the assistance of the mechanical arm, start from the legs.

Putting on the body one by one, in less than half a minute, Tony completed the battle suit.

The cool gold and red color scheme completes the overall outfit of Tony, exuding a cold and powerful aura all over his body.

"Crack..."

Walking out from the armor dressing platform, Tony's voice came from the battle suit.

"J.A.R.V.I.S, the terrorist base just identified, is it still there?"

"Enter the address into Mark3, ready for automatic navigation!"

"..."

There was no voice to answer, and J.A.R.V.I.S, which was supposed to respond immediately, unexpectedly became silent.

"J.A.R.V.I.S!?"

Gently pat the mask of the battle suit, and with a click, the helmet opens directly.

Tony, who showed his face, frowned slightly, and looked forward suspiciously.

A few seconds later, the voice of J.A.R.V.I.S slowly sounded.

"Tony, something went wrong!"

In the empty underground laboratory, a picture was directly projected on the big screen.

The coordinates displayed on the screen were obviously an hour ago.

Tony used his own satellite in advance to find the terrorist gathering place.

It was also the place where he was just about to set off.

The high-definition surveillance satellites clearly projected the images on the ground in real time.

This is in the Middle East, the most chaotic area.

The dilapidated city is in utter chaos.

An abandoned street with broken walls and broken tiles,

The ground and houses are all traces of the explosion, gravel and dust can be seen everywhere.

The walls are full of bullet holes from scattered branches.

Fiery sunlight, through the bullet holes, shines on the wall, several women wrapped in headscarves, and their children.

Their eyes were full of fear.

And their husband, and father.

At the moment, being escorted by the terrorists, they were heading towards the troop carrier in the distance.

"Let me go! I'm going to find my child!"

Suddenly, a man who was held up by an AK-47 broke free and ran out.

Trembling, but determined, he ran to his children and his wife.

"boom....."

A crisp gunshot echoed in this abandoned street.

A faint puff of smoke slowly dissipated from the muzzle of the gun.

The terrorist who shot the gun did not show guilt and sadness on his face, but happiness and cruelty

"boom......."

The corpse fell heavily, making a muffled sound.

He fell down on the way to his loved ones.

"dad....."

There was a shrill cry, which hadn't been fully uttered yet.

He was tightly covered by a woman wearing a veil.

She is the man's wife, and tears can't stop streaming down her eyes.

She didn't dare to shout, and she didn't dare to let her children shout.

Because these brutal terrorists could kill them with a single shot at any time.

His body was trembling non-stop, and his lips were bloodstained by his teeth.

On the back of the body that fell on the ground, blood kept gushing out along the bullet holes.

The sand and gravel on the ground condensed into lumps of red lumps.

The smell of blood spread in this street.

However, this bloody smell was not only emanating from this corpse.

Dozens of corpses have already fallen on this dilapidated street.

"Hahaha... Hurry up!"

"All the men were loaded into cars as laborers, and all the women were captured and sold as slaves!"

"Hahaha, good harvest!"

......The weak and helpless begging for flowers, tickets, and rewards......

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