"Tony Stark!"

"What do you mean?"

The officer standing next to General Ross shouted loudly, looking at the posture, if General Ross nodded, he would rush forward as soon as possible.

Tony suddenly put away the distraction on his face, got up from the couch, and sat down behind his desk.

"General Ross, if your people only have this IQ, then I don't think there is any need to talk about what we say next."

"I'd better ask the military to change someone smarter, so it's good for everyone."

"You ......"

The young officer's face swelled, but he was drunk back by General Ross beside him.

"Get out."

Unbuttoning his uniform and loosening his tie to make himself a little more comfortable, General Ross found a chair and sat across from Tony.

"Mr. Stark, I know that the last attack has always made you have a problem with the military, but I want you to know that we are also victims in this incident."

"At the same time as the attack, we lost more than a dozen soldiers, as well as a colonel-level officer, and many other wounded. As a party to the incident, I hope you can provide some constructive comments. ”

"This can help us find out who is behind it, especially if it is about your escape from the enemy camp, which may contain significant clues."

General Rose's eyes were sharp, and he carefully observed Tony's expression.

But he was disappointed, and Tony always had that cynical expression on his face.

"General Ross, I've said everything I need to say, that's all I know, if there's anything you can ask my liaison officer, Colonel Rhodes."

"If nothing else, I'm afraid I'll have to go first, the beautiful reporter of Vanity Fair wants to give me an "in-depth" interview! ”

He said as he stood up, "The coffee here is very good, I'm in a hurry, don't waste it." With that, he picked up his coat, pushed the door open and left.

General Ross looked gloomy as he watched Tony get into the sports car and drive away.

"What about the general?"

The young officer asked in a deep voice.

"He should know something, send someone to kill him, be careful, don't leave a trace, it's better to find an excuse."

"It's okay to be jealous or drunk."

"And the core technology of steel armor?"

"Send someone to investigate, this kind of technology is definitely not something that can be studied by one person, and no matter how talented he is, Tony Stark can't create an energy core in a few days."

"Give me a look up Stark's history, and I'm sure I'll find a clue!"

"Yes!"

…………

"Mawson, I thought you had forgotten about me." Barnes looked at Mawson with a "grieving" expression.

Mawson was a little embarrassed, the relationship between the two women for decades exploded, which really made him a little overwhelmed.

"Follow me."

As he spoke, he led Barnes to a laboratory underground.

Of course, it was impossible for him to completely grow in bed in the past ten days, and he took advantage of the rest of the round to get to know the entire island.

"Take your arm off and I'll check it for you." Mawson himself is ignorant of various technologies, but Ryoko Tamiya, who is parasitic on his right hand, is an out-and-out scientific research expert.

He didn't even need any equipment, and any part of his right hand could be transformed into hard steel at any time.

Before Barnes could even react, his left arm was broken into a pile of parts by Mawson.

"You've replaced a lot of parts."

The current arm is completely different from what Mawson put on him back then.

After decades of use, countless battles, internal parts are broken, destroyed, and intermittent, and now this metal arm is a brand new piece of equipment.

"Put it here first, I'll redesign it for you, and you'll pick it up in two days." In terms of the level of understanding of mechanical prosthetics alone, Mawson is definitely an expert.

In the current world, I'm afraid no one can surpass him.

After all, he has experienced many worlds, and the technologies he has seen are also diverse, not to mention the super high biological machine combination in the real world, his own mechanical left arm is enough to study.

"Take a tube of blood, I need to study it carefully so that I can determine the direction of your next step in strengthening."

Mawson had several ideas about Barnes' reinforcement, but the specifics had to wait for the results of the experiment.

For Mawson, the Winter Soldier is indeed a little too weak now, and it is not enough to want to be his team.

He was discussing with Barnes when the door to the lab opened, and Kardashian walked in, seeing Kardashian Mawson's face change slightly.

"Now? It's still early in the dark. ”

Kardashian's face turned red, "What do you think, the red boy is back and clamoring to see you!" ”

When Mawson returned, Red Boy happened to leave the island, and when he heard the news of his return, he rushed back immediately.

Leaving from the ground, in the distance, Mawson saw a red figure wearing a long black trench coat and a gray striped gown striding over.

He looks much better than in the original movie, there is no hair on his head, and he is red and shining.

The broken horn on the head, after careful polishing, can only see a faint trace, if it were not for the red skin on the body and the tail behind him, it would look almost the same as an ordinary person.

And, of course, his rare stone arm.

"Father!"

Seeing Mawson, there was a hint of ecstasy in his eyes, and the huge body two meters away, like a tank, rushed over with a bang.

"Father, where have you been?"

"I miss you so much!"

Red Boy opened his arms, hugged Mawson in his arms, and cried with a handful of snot and tears.

Mawson's face was full of black lines, looking at the big man in front of him, a little messy for a while, is this still the domineering hell baron in his memory?

The red boy's cry seemed to infect Kardashian not far away, her eyes were red, and she silently wiped her tears.

Mawson suddenly understood something, for these people, he was a husband and a father, looking around, Mawson patted Redboy on the shoulder.

"I'm back."

Five days later, in the laboratory.

"You have to be mentally prepared, after injecting this potion, your physical fitness will increase dramatically, your regeneration ability will also be greatly enhanced, and the broken left arm may grow back."

Mawson said to Barnes, who was lying on the bench.

"Come on, I'm ready!" Barnes nodded, a flash of anticipation in his eyes.

"Whew!"

Mawson no longer hesitated, and injected the liquid from the test tube into Barnes's severed arm.

Barnes frowned, and before he could say anything, a tingling tickle came over him.

Starting at the left shoulder, the musculoskeletal segment begins to grow, a little slower than Dr. Connors had originally designed, but more steady.

An hour later, a brand new arm appeared in front of Mawson's eyes.

Ripping off the top layer of dead skin, Barnes tried to move, but his newborn arm was still a little fragile, and the strength was far from his physical fitness.

However, these are not problems, and you will be able to catch up quickly after training.

"It's incredible!" Barnes' eyes sparkled.

"The transformation potion will continue to affect your body, and your physical fitness can at least double after full absorption!"

"Here, try your new gear!" Mawson smiled and handed over the equipment in his hand.