Chapter 110: The Battle of the Empire State Building

No matter how many people don't want to see it, the time for the Battle of the Empire State Building is getting closer.

Yesterday's news of the bloody torture of "Iron Man" at LaGuardia Airport, although several major intelligence agencies are blocking it, there are still some specious rumors circulating, and they have been uploaded on the Internet. Although there is no definite evidence of these rumors, they have had a great impact. There are even people who are organizing the Empire State Building to watch the battle, wanting to break through the military blockade and enter that area, and want to support Iron Man at close range. In the face of such a situation, the military is really a big country.

Since the sun rose on this day, in addition to those originally deployed around Manhattan, many tanks and warplanes have been around the Empire State Building, and even surface-to-air missiles have been deployed in relatively secret locations. The people here have long been transferred. With the exception of a handful of journalists who are not afraid of death, the entire area near the Empire State Building has been filled by soldiers.

This is the first time in history that such a battle, especially on American soil, has taken place. In comparison, the last time on Broadway was really pediatric.

Finally, that moment came.

"It's 2:56:27 p.m., and the target hasn't been seen yet. over。 ”

"Continue to closely monitor the entire area."

"Yes, long...... Wait, sir, there's something going on in the northwest. No, northeast. God, it's everywhere! Those battle mechs are coming in from all directions in groups of three or two! ”

"Intercept it now!"

"Yes, sir!"

The order was conveyed as soon as possible, but it was too late. The speed of the battle mechs was beyond the imagination of everyone in the military, and coupled with the fact that they were flying at low altitudes, neither the fighters nor the tanks could effectively intercept them in the surrounding jungle of buildings. Soon, the twenty-odd battle mechs were gathered next to the Empire State Building.

The next moment, the battle mechs that had just gathered began to fight back. In the face of the oncoming warplanes and tanks, they formed a circle back to back, strafing with machine guns, missiles and other weapons. The military needs to take care of those buildings, but they don't. So in less than two minutes, after leaving behind two tanks and a warplane, the military was temporarily repulsed by them. And the Empire State Building, one of the symbols of the United States, is now in their hands.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the figure of the mourning whip fell from the sky and stepped on the most high-end platform of the Empire State Building. This provocative stamping was like stepping on the chests of all the soldiers around them, overwhelming them.

The Mourning Whip took over the Empire State Building, with more than two dozen battle mechs guarding it......

"The time is up," Ivanko's voice came from the mourning whip, "but I haven't seen a single red mechanical clown, not even a fake. Is this saying that your Iron Man has abandoned you? ”

With that, the whip casually fired a missile downward. On the ground more than 300 meters below, two tanks with blood mold were blown up and turned over.

Their own tanks were bombed, and the military immediately counterattacked. One after another, fighter planes circled the Empire State Building in an orderly manner, firing at the figure standing at the highest point, while also maintaining a certain distance from the other side. The tanks raised their barrels, aimed at the battle mechs, and fired them when they had the chance.

Unfortunately, those battle mechs weren't motionless targets. From the moment the tanks began to attack, they flew around the Empire State Building. Crossing, interspersed, is more exaggerated than the fancy flight of fighters, but it just doesn't slow down. Their speed is simply too foul for those tanks on the ground. And their counterattack is also a nightmare for the tanks.

On the other hand, the combat situation at a higher level is more pronounced. The mourning whip is not the orangutan in the movie that can only jump and use its claws. Taking advantage of his greater flexibility, he rushed directly into the formation of fighters, and his left and right flashes danced wildly. Rolled up or entangled or whipped, almost every time the electric whip touched something, a fighter plane was forced to land. One of the most unlucky was hit directly by the electric whip to the fuel tank, and the pilot did not even eject it.

Soon, the heavenly battlefield was emptied, and the Mourning Whip remained on the highest platform of the Empire State Building. On the battlefield below the level of 350 meters, the military retreated again after throwing down the wreckage of seven tanks.

Then, the most desperate scene came. A surface-to-air missile suddenly flew out and struck the whip from behind. As a result, the mourning whip turned around, and the electric whip was raised, directly cutting the missile in half! The two-petaled missile still exploded, but unfortunately it couldn't help the armor of the mourning whip.

"I'm so disappointed."

The sound of the whip could be heard almost within a mile radius. It seems that he prepared very "carefully" for this battle: "Tony Stark did not show up, which is very disappointing to me. The U.S. military, which claims to be the strongest military in the world, has only this ability, and I am even more disappointed. ”

The battle mechs suddenly flew upwards and flew to the same level as the mourning whip.

"Today, Manhattan will be destroyed by your incompetence and Stark's fear of death. Tomorrow it's Brooklyn, then Queens and the Bronx. If all of New York is razed to the ground, then Washington is next. The voice was electronically processed, but it couldn't hide the cruelty and pleasure in it, "I'm not a saboteur, and I'm not a careerist. All I want is the same. I will continue to destroy what you hold dear until Tony Stark appears in front of me. He came in person, or...... Get him out! ”

The words of the mourning whip silenced the surrounding soldiers, reporters, and even the bigwigs in the distance. You know, only the people near the Empire State Building were transferred, and there were still many people in Manhattan who didn't leave!

"Next, let's use the ruins of Manhattan to prove my resolve."

After the short but decisive battle just now, no one doubted the ability of the Death Whip. Therefore, almost everyone who is paying attention to the situation here is desperate. However, just as those battle mechs flew out in all directions under Vanke's control, ready to wreak havoc in Manhattan, a scene appeared that stunned everyone. Eight of the battle mechs suddenly turned around, split into two groups, and attacked two of the "companions"!

Missiles, machine guns, concentrated fire. The next moment, those two battle mechs were destroyed by the eight of the "mutiny".

"No!"

The Whip was heard again, but this time in utter rage. He controls the remaining fourteen battle mechs to fight the eight "traitors" while fighting the invisible enemy for control of the "traitors". At the same time, he shouted again: "Stark, get out!" ”

The sound of the mourning whip was not over, and a heavy metal melody sounded. With this as the background music, a voice that is familiar to the United States and even the world spoke: "Thank you for the invitation, this moment of appearance is the most suitable for me." ”

A figure dressed in a silver-gray steel suit appeared in mid-air and slowly descended. It is no longer a classic red background, nor is it a gorgeous and elegant shape, but a variety of weapons are mounted on the body, and it is completely tough. Originally, the soldiers and reporters were still a little skeptical about this image, but the next words of the figure dispelled the doubts of most of them.

"It's good to be back! Ladies and gentlemen, do you miss me! ”

Typical Tony Stark style.

Although he knew that the other party could not hear it, there were still all kinds of cheers from far and near. The appearance of Iron Man immediately dispelled the terrifying and desperate atmosphere created by the mourning whip.

"No!"

Shouted such a word again, and the whip raised its hand was a missile. Then, he re-released the two electric whips that he had put away, and then rushed towards Stark as fast as he could. As a result, the missile was exploded by the changed image of Iron Man with a few bullets from a rapid-fire machine gun. And the two invincible electric whips of the mourning whip were also grabbed by Stark one by one.

"I'm sorry, did you just say something?" Stark's love-hate tone rang out again, "By the way, I should apologize to you." Today's lunch was late and I had to postpone the schedule. I'm sorry I forgot to inform you for a while. ”

It was supposed to be a big battle that attracted the attention of the world, but now there are signs of being turned into a stage play by Stark. Listening to Stark's words to Vanke, many soldiers and reporters already burst into laughter.

It's Stark's natural skill - a few simple words can anger someone.

However, after enduring it for so many years, Vanke will not be burned out by anger.

"Why don't you open your visor?"

Vanke's voice came out again through the mourning whip suit. Stark was happy to respond.

"No, no, no. You're so ugly I don't want to pollute my eyes. Look at your tastes! Oh my God, are you going to disguise yourself as a cockroach......"

To be honest, those two electric whips can indeed be seen as tentacles, but it is a bit too much to say that the mourning whips are cockroaches.

Or is it more appropriate to use the metaphor of "praying mantis"?

"Don't get off the hook!" God knows how much perseverance it takes, Vanke can hold back and not break out, "Show up, I don't believe you are Stark himself!" ”

Hearing this, a sigh came from the silver-gray steel suit.

"Do you really want to do that?" After only two seconds of melancholy, Stark gestalt again, "Well, I shouldn't have said that about you just now. That was rude and rude, I apologize. Let me think of an excuse...... Yes, I have a cold, influenza. You're a good person, and I don't want to infect you. ”

At this time, not many people suspected that it was not Tony Stark himself.

Just when the Death Whip and Iron Man were arguing, the battle mech's side had already decided the winner.

"Looks like the default command pattern you've set isn't very good." Stark spoke again, "Just when I was talking to you, the part I controlled was eight dozen fourteen, and I could spell you all out with three!" ”

Vanke also didn't expect that the eight "traitors" would solve all the other fourteen, and only scrap three. Now, the remaining three on the other side slowly flew behind Iron Man and confronted him.

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