Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Saying "Iron Maiden" forward was like poking a hornet's nest; for the next half hour, Tony flooded the communication channel with a huge number of words, like hundreds of hornets flying all over the sky.

Just like the famous "Flight of the Bumblebee" or "enduring movement" in "The Pianist"

That period of self-promotional chatter didn't stop even when Tony was fighting the remnants of the Ten Rings Gang; while demonstrating the advanced nature of carrying weapons, he criticized Qianqian for being "ignorant."

"Bang!"

"Whoa!"

It wasn't until a gun-launched missile knocked the Mark 2 out of the air and fell into the crater that the violent voice output was replaced by a rapid scream of pain.

"Tony, are you okay?" Xiang Qian couldn't help but feel worried.

In the satellite image, an iron man with mottled scratches on the surface climbed out of the crater, and started talking again;

"That must be a cannon-launched missile from Stark Industries. Ordinary weapons can't hit me... Fak! How many Stark weapons have those black-hearted hyenas smuggled into the black market?"

He rolled his eyes forward; this guy should be fine.

"Tony, what are you doing? Are you planning to take jobs from the CIA and the US military? Does the US Department of Defense pay your salary?"

When Tony killed the tank with one missile, Xiang Qian couldn't help but interrupt the other party's gushing.

"They can't afford me! I don't work for anyone, I just want to deal with the disaster I caused. You killed the leader of the Ten Rings Gang, and then those minions became wild horses."

One sentence forward can bring up a bunch of Tony Stark.

"They lost control, became unscrupulous, and started large-scale wars in the mountainous areas; and most of the weapons they used were Stark Industries weapons."

Xiang leaned back in his chair: "I thought you should call the police first. Isn't that their combat mission? Fight evil and bring peace and prosperity to the Afghan people."

"Yes, the US military did send people there, and two helicopters were shot down - using Stark Industries anti-aircraft missiles."

Tony's disdainful tone could be heard through the phone: "Then they decided to postpone the action and study and formulate a 'more reliable action plan'. I estimate that this plan will take at least a month to formulate."

Listening to Tony's complaints, Qianqian couldn't help but want to laugh.

The U.S. CIA and military smuggled advanced weapons to militants, and then these advanced weapons first injured the weapons designers, and now they began to fall on the U.S. military itself.

The U.S. military was helpless whether it was due to lack of troops or fear of casualties; Tony, a non-staff member, had to perform "voluntary labor" to clean up the mess.

The absurd story of postmodernism is happening in reality.

Then, forward through the satellite, I witnessed the whole process of Tony's 1v2 battle against F22 fighter jets. The final result: Mark 2 shot down 1 and rescued 1.

After the Mark 2 got rid of the surveillance of the US military, Tony's call came in again.

"James, I need your help."

"Say it."

Tony's tone was quite solemn: "I know you have registered a security company in the United States. Do they have the ability to undertake investigation business - in any sense."

"If anyone else asked, I would say - absolutely not!" Xiang Yu said with a smile, "How many people do you need? Who to investigate?"

"Stark Industries." Tony almost said this goal through gritted teeth.

He frowned forward: "Is there a mole and a high status?"

"I have asked some contacts in the military, and they told me that there are no shortages or suspicious missing equipment in the military inventory. Neither at domestic nor foreign bases."

Xiang Xiang understood what Tony meant: "If they are not lying, it means that the weapons smuggled into the black market were produced in addition to military orders; someone at the top of Stark Industries is cooperating with them."

"The investigation companies that have done business with Stark Industries in the past can no longer be trusted. I need external power."

"I will give you a number. You can trust him; he is just my person and has no official background." Xiang Xiang immediately sent a message.

"I owe you one, bro."

Before Tony was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly asked again: "What materials are used for the reactor on your chest?"

"Palladium."

"Your new equipment is also powered by a reactor, right?"

"yes."

He bit his back molars forward and asked, "Have you ever considered the consequences of palladium poisoning?"

Tony was silent for a long time: "I will consider it."

"With the medical conditions in the United States, you can completely solve the sequelae of shell fragments; even if that doesn't work, there can be other alternatives to the reactor. My recent research on the Ten Commandments of Mandarin has yielded more results."

"No, you don't understand James; this reactor, to me, it's more than just a source of energy."

Qian Qian found that he had never heard such a serious tone from Tony.

"It is now a symbol in my life. It reminds me of what I have done in the past and what I should do in the future. It makes the meaning of my life complete."

"Besides, Stark's fate should be controlled by Stark himself... Oh——"

In the satellite image, the Mark 2 accelerated and turned on the hurricane mode.

"Made, if you have the guts, give me that number back, you bastard!" Xiang Xiang cursed with a smile and hung up the phone.

Satellite images are still being transmitted, and on the computer on the other side, the small program Xiang Xiang used to analyze the spacecraft carrier of the Insight Project has been running for a long time.

Various analytical data about the Mark 2 were listed continuously. The entire analysis process lasted for several hours and did not stop until Tony landed at the villa in Los Angeles.

Xiang Xiang took stock of the data, added his own analysis and opinions, and sent it directly to Zheng Xian.

"Uncle Xian, I suggest you immediately organize a group of analysts to formulate a response plan based on the premise that the US military will obtain the equipment in the image and install it on a large scale."

Xiang Xiang said this in an email message.

Within three minutes, Zheng Xian's phone call came.

"Where did you get this video, and what is this equipment?"

Qian Qian closed the satellite image and completely deleted the satellite authorization code Tony sent him, and then answered Zheng Xian's question: "Tony Stark provided it to me."

"Created by Tony Stark? A new weapon from Stark Industries?"

He pondered forward for a moment: "I think he is unwilling to use this thing as a weapon, at least unwilling to let it become a weapon of the US military. You forgot, he just decided to close the weapons production line not long ago."

"What do you think Tony Stark means?"

"I guess it should be considered a friendly reminder." Xiang Qian looked at the analyzed data and said, "The thing has been made. It cannot be hidden forever, and the US government will not turn a blind eye."

"Tony is probably giving me a vaccination. The U.S. government will definitely try every possible means to get hold of this equipment, and it's hard to say what means it will use, and it's hard to say whether Tony can defend it."

Xiang Xiang sneered and said: "As for the U.S. government, no one knows about them; they always say the most noble-sounding words and do the dirtiest and most filthy things."