Chapter 62: Iron Man
As the motor turned, the speed of the Mark 1 increased, and Tony tried to see the road through the small gaps, but he still couldn't help but bump into the uneven walls of the cave several times.
"Da-da-da-da."
The familiar sound of gunshots, Tony's spirits lifted, this kind of irregular gunshots, it sounded like only Ethan, a layman who had never touched a gun, could shoot it.
"Ethan, where are you?"
Tony's eyes lit up as a gust of wind blew in along with the grit.
He was almost at the mouth of the cave, and he was getting closer to his escape, but his mood was growing more anxious because the gunfire had stopped again.
"Damn it."
Tony cursed hatefully as he lifted his hand to fly a terrorist out of the hole, and he saw Ethan, emaciated, with his feet spread out, one hand still clutching the AK he had picked up from the corpse.
"Tony, you're out."
Looking at the huge robot walking over, Ethan squeezed out a smile on his face, but as soon as he said two words, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.
"Ahem."
Looking at Ethan's tragic situation, Tony's heart suddenly felt that the worst had happened.
As a billionaire, a big inventor with a withdrawn personality, a playboy, Tony has very few friends, and there are almost no people who can make friends with him, even Colonel Rhodes, whom he regards as a confidant, still has military power behind him, and Tony can't tell him everything.
And Dr. Ethan was arguably the only and first friend he could fully befriend.
Especially in this kind of place, where Tony's life and death are completely out of his control, and when he is at his most vulnerable, the timing of Ethan's friend is crucial for him.
But now, Ethan is covered in blood, with a bloody hole in his waist, and the whole person is lying on the ground weakly, just like he was lying on the bed weakly before, which is the powerlessness of life.
"Oh, no, no, Ethan, you'll be fine, don't worry, I'll take you out, we said okay, I'm going to take you home."
Tony squatted in front of Ethan, trying to pick him up, but he was afraid that he would not be able to control the strength and hurt him, so he was at a loss for a while.
"No, don't waste your efforts, Tony, it's time for me to go, I'm going to see my Elena, my Giessen, you go quickly, if you don't leave, it's too late."
Ethan barely finished speaking, but his voice grew quieter, and gradually Tony couldn't hear anymore, not even breathing.
"Nope."
Tony's eyes were red as he looked at the friend who had left him, and a wave of anger began to burn in his chest.
This anger had been suppressed for a long time, from the first time he saw his weapon in the hands of these terrorists and become a tool for their slaughter, and now, watching Ethan, who had been with him for a month, die in front of him, this anger really exploded.
"Quick, he's here, quick."
There was a cacophony of voices outside the hole, and Tony's eyes froze, and he slowly turned his head to look away, and the sound of a motor turning could be heard from the steel-forged armor.
"Woohoo."
The sound of bullets flying in the air was the most dangerous signal, the note of death, a body turned into flesh in the air by the impact of the bullet.
Although the equipment is rudimentary and the appearance is ugly, the Mark 1 lives up to Tony's high hopes, and the powerful firepower and mobility make this armor turn into death and harvest life in a narrow cavern.
"Fuck off."
Tony rushed forward, and with a blow full of anger, the Ten Rings gang members in front of him who were blocking the way turned into trapeze artists and flew out directly.
Tony, who finally reached the entrance of the cave, looked at the panicked miscellaneous soldiers outside, and the anger in his chest cooled slightly, after all, these guys are also poor people, many of them are coerced and have to join.
However, as he turned his gaze to the stacked munitions from Stark Industries, anger hit his brain again.
"Whoosh."
With the push of a button, after Tony's aiming, a small missile flew out of the armor in his left arm, and the pile of munitions was instantly ignited, like fireworks, and rushed into the sky.
"Jingle bell."
A powerful blast slammed into Tony's thick armor, knocking him over, and he looked up to see an anti-aircraft machine gun in the distance on the high ground facing his position.
"Damn."
Tony glanced at the Ten Rings Gang stronghold, which was completely chaotic, because of the explosion, which caused the depression to be full of flames, he also helplessly pressed a button, looked up at the sky, and a burst of fire erupted from the bottom of the armor, and a powerful impetus carried him and his armor and catapulted out into the distance.
"Latest news, latest news, Tony Stark escaped death!"
"Outside, billionaire and genius inventor Tony Stark escaped."
No matter what time it is, journalism is the most sensitive existence, and as soon as Tony was rescued by Rhodes, a reporter came to the door, and when he got on the plane and returned to the United States, back to New York, it set off a storm.
"Well, tell me below, it's ready."
Wang Hao turned around, and on the TV, the man with a bandage, munching on a hamburger, and a dusty face was facing a group of media.
"I have decided to shut down Stark Industries' weapons manufacturing division indefinitely, from now on."
"Keep up, we'll eat as much as we put out on the market, and this is a good opportunity. Also, how was the connection with Osborne? ”
"Yes sir, well, communication with Osborne is still ongoing, but their leader, Norman Osborne, hasn't been seen for a while, and it's not easy to get in touch with him."
Kylo said respectfully.
"Keep working hard, if it really doesn't work, you can try to contact his son Harry Osborne, that technology, I must get it."
Wang Hao propped up the table with both hands, and his face was extremely serious.
Cross-species gene transfer technology is crucial to his future plans, and he can easily become one of the power controllers of the entire world, not inferior to the future Tony Stark, the future master of energy.
Trying to compete for the right to speak is something he has been busy with during this time, and more than 200 billion funds, even if they are given to Scott, it is enough for him to shake the entire American economy.
But he didn't shoot blindly, but tried his best to keep a low profile while integrating the industry, and it was not yet time for him to step onto the stage, however, this was a good time to meddle in the Stark Group, and he couldn't miss it.
"I will follow up, in addition, according to your requirements, the first batch of people has been recruited, all according to your requirements, and the plan can start at any time."
Wang Hao smiled, this is good news.
"Contact Frank and you'll be told that Project Watcher has begun."
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