The Death Knell

The two were silent for a long time after this conversation, until Tony completed the assembly work. The suit looked like a scaffolding with a battery attached, and everything was crude and shabby.

The flame jet is modified with a cleaning nozzle. The only defense against bites is the thick cotton cloth wrapped around it. The control system can be said to be completely non-existent, relying only on hydraulic mechanical transmission.

"It's been a long time since I've made such a backward exoskeleton, but it looks like it should be enough." Tony dropped the pliers in his hand and wiped the sweat from his face: "You go in, and when we go out, we can go together Check on the parents.”

"No, you go in, this is your suit, I don't know how to operate it." Cassandra shook her head, it was enough for her to have a gun.

"The operation is similar to that of an excavator. It's not difficult. Just listen to me. I'm a man. I have no reason to hide myself and let you walk outside."

Tony opened the simple front cover of the suit and waved to Cassandra:

"Although I am not British, I have always been very gentlemanly. If I had been on the Titanic, I would have given up my seat in the lifeboat to the lady, and then went to the kitchen to try to build a new boat."

"Tony..."

Perhaps that conversation was the beginning of mutual understanding, and she was moved by self-sacrifice. Cassandra finally shed the strong shell of the past. She threw herself at her ex-boyfriend, kissed her passionately, and began to take off the man again. clothes.

"No, don't be like this. We are very pressed for time. Who knows whether the zombies will become stronger over time."

Tony moved his lips and resisted insincerely.

"It doesn't matter, five minutes is enough anyway!"

The woman was not worried at all. She licked her lips. If she wanted to die, she would be a satisfied ghost.

The man's expression suddenly became very complicated. He looked painfully at the shadowless lamp on the operating table, gave up resistance, and allowed the other party to push him down.

"..."

Three minutes later, the clouds cleared and the rain cleared. Cassandra's judgment was correct. Five minutes was more than enough, and it was not a waste of time.

The man with the mustache seemed to have suffered a serious injury. He groaned and got into the inferior battle clothes. He couldn't live up to expectations in bed and couldn't strengthen his waist in life. He could only listen to Cassandra's arrangements.

The woman held a gun and walked behind pushing a cart containing batteries, while Tony, who operated the exoskeleton, walked in front to clear the way.

It was close, the door leading to the corridor was close, but the outside world was very quiet, as if the zombies knew they were coming out.

Tony looked at the woman through the cockpit glass transformed from a plastic tray. Cassan loaded the weapon and nodded seriously.

So he pulled out the bottle rod that was blocking the door, kicked it on the door, and was about to go out and kill. The flamethrower was already pouring out flames!

"Oh!" A black figure outside the door did a backflip, raised his hands and shook them repeatedly: "Slow down, Tony, you don't want to kill me, do you?"

The corridor was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. All the zombies had their heads blown off and were lying everywhere. The walls were covered with flesh and unknown bodily fluids. It was like a team responsible for maintaining the Red Square came here. The sides were repainted.

The crisis has obviously been resolved, and the red-haired woman in front of me did it alone.

"Natasha? Why are you here?" Tony looked around and walked out of the exoskeleton armor: "Did you do all this? I only found out what the red house means today. You are too good at killing people."

"I'm here to save you, not to listen to your ridicule. If you dare to mention the Red Room again, I will tell the director about your messing around with international terrorists." Black Widow simply gave Tony a He gestured with the middle finger, then looked at Cassandra holding the gun: "Don't point the gun at me, I will kill you next time."

The one-eyed woman smiled: "Oh? Try it?"

"Don't be impulsive, Cass. Black Widow is my colleague and friend." Tony stood between the two of them, because Cassandra didn't have a very good temper. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he continued to say to Natasha. : "Also, I will tell Fury. In fact, my father also knows about Kashan. It is more complicated than you think."

"Whatever, I discovered that you and Fury both like Hydra women, just because they both have a sense of mystery? Haha, man." Black Widow shook her head, turned and left: "Follow me, We went up to the rooftop from the stairwell, and I was looking for you for a long time, thanks to Jarvis who provided me with the place where your signal last disappeared."

In fact, this is a lie, Natasha has been lying.

She had contacted Jarvis before coming here, but she only inquired about whether Tony was still alive. As for knowing that there were zombies here, it was entirely because of her principal.

And she didn't kill the zombies outside. There were too many of them. No matter how confident she was, she couldn't guarantee that they would be foolproof. These were all done by the android army.

They were teleported into the hospital by the adjutant, killed all the zombies, and then teleported away without anyone noticing. Natasha only had to be responsible for washing away the surveillance video.

Ignoring the corpses of the zombies, the adjutant said that SHIELD agents and the heroines were on their way here, and someone would be responsible for sweeping the streets.

Tony instinctively suspected that Natasha could not kill these zombies alone, and the Black Widow immediately started trouble with Cassandra and caused a conflict. In this way, Tony's attention was distracted, and the female agent successfully managed to get through.

When Coulson and others arrived and saw Tony going out in his suit, they naturally wouldn't doubt how these zombies died.

Who doesn't know that Iron Man escaped from Cassandra's base using a suit? As long as he wears a turtle shell, he can fight.

Anyway, Tony didn't notice anything wrong now. He just held his battery with emotion on his face: "Thanks to Jarvis, it's not the first time he saved me, but I still have to say, if you want to see a doctor in the future, just choose..." The best, the service quality of this second place is really not good, I will never come back to this hospital again."

"I saved you, not that computer AI that doesn't even have arms or legs. You have a chance to repay me." Natasha walked squirmingly in front, rubbing her fingers together, and her movements looked like asking for money. Deathstroke: "Shopping vouchers, spa cards, luxury car keys, property certificates, anything."

"Uh, can I treat you to a hamburger? I owe you a favor. If you are besieged by zombies one day in the future, I promise to save you." Tony wanted to talk about feelings. He didn't want there to be any problems between the Avengers. There are too many exchanges of interests, and I think this will make the alliance impure.

"Come on, if the red house has taught me anything, it is to have fun in time, otherwise you will die with regrets." Black Widow stretched out her little hand in front of Tony, rubbing her fingers faster: "If you don't Bribe me and I will post the indecent video of you and the young model online last week."

"What? Are you spying on me?" Tony made a long face.

"No, it's Nick Fury who is spying on you. I don't want to look at things that can easily blind you. Oh, just in time, the Quinjet has arrived." As he spoke, he hurried on. In a few words, because there were no zombies blocking the way, the three of them Already arrived at the rooftop.

But here, a flying zombie was unexpectedly discovered in the sky. It was a 'Falcon' that was flying in the night wind, with its flesh and blood being peeled off by the airflow. It seemed that he was planning to collide with a fighter plane.