Chapter 39: Happy Singles' Day!
Chapter 39: Happy Singles' Day!
Texas, Duma, Underground Research Institute.
Winston is here again.
He was still greeted by Nadal Krosson.
A month has passed since the invasion of the Iron Will, and this incident is a wake-up call for the U.S. government. In the face of a mere spaceship, all the weapons of the country were intercepted, like children's toys, which did not play any role, like a joke, a desperate joke.
In particular, within this month, the news that the large army of iron-blooded civilization was about to arrive on Earth gradually spread at the top level was unsettling.
In this backΓdrop, the high-level infighting has temporarily stopped, and everyone's eyes have turned to deal with the invasion of iron-blooded civilization.
Hundreds of "meteorite bombs" were sent into the sky, outside the Earth's atmosphere, like abandoned satellites.
In a short period of time, the likelihood of a major breakthrough in weapons is extremely low, so many people have turned their attention to combatants.
In the last iron-blooded invasion, it was all superheroes and supervillains who played a role, which provided everyone with direction.
The "super soldiers" of the United States have existed for a long time, and since then, the research on the supernatural has never been interrupted, whether it is the state or the people, but it has been carried out on a small scale and concealed before, and the results have been limited.
A large number of "super soldiers" with physical fitness three to ten times that of ordinary people have appeared, and they have entered the special formation units, and their combat effectiveness is amazing.
But that's not enough!
Although they are very powerful, they are still ordinary people, even if they are full of weapons, what can they do in the face of the spaceship of iron-blooded civilization?
What is surprising is that Magneto took the initiative to contact the military and expressed his willingness to contribute the research results of mutants over the years.
After getting this information, it didn't take long for the military to have an additional army of mutants, but unfortunately the number came up, but the quality of these "artificial mutants" was not very good - their level was generally level 2, even if the ability of the combat system was put against a fully armed super soldier, the winner would only be the latter.
To put it mildly, the so-called "new mutants" who have been permanently damaged and cannot live past the age of forty are scum!
Still, the U.S. military is happy to do it. They focused their research on two areas β first, to raise the level of new mutants; The second is to combine super soldiers and mutants to create a "super mutant warrior" with amazing combat effectiveness.
While most of the focus was on mutant research, McField Winston moved to the Institute of Biological Weapons in the Duma.
Winston was very low-key during this time, so low-key that he pushed away all social interactions, and stayed at home alone and didn't go anywhere.
There is no way, although the alien that has devoured the xenomorph can transform into a human form and disguise itself as a human, it cannot absorb all the memories. In other words, Winston today is just an empty shell, and he only remembers a pitiful little memory of the real Winston for nearly thirty years.
In order not to arouse suspicion and reveal his identity, the alien Winston frantically absorbs everything about humans and Winston at home, and does not dare to go out until today.
"Welcome, Major General Winston!" Nadal Krosson greeted him with a smile and enthusiasm.
This institute is affiliated with the military, but the military has recently focused on mutants and super soldiers, and it is very sad that Crosson, who has managed to survive his life, has fallen from heaven to hell all of a sudden.
The alien Winston nodded at Crosson with the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes.
The former's intention had already been with Crosson before he came, and the latter led him straight to a certain place.
"Look, General, that's all the fighters we've produced so far." The group stood in the corridor, looking through the thick special glass towards a spacious playground below, where the biological weapons and warriors were lined up in two phalanxes, each with three hundred and one hundred people, a total of six hundred.
"They" are all powerful men, wearing only simple clothes and trousers, and a piece of strong muscles is raised, revealing strong and powerful muscle lines, strong and flexible.
A flash of heat flashed in Winston's eyes: "It's all concocted?" β
"No problem!"
"They are not only proficient in all military combat techniques and fighting techniques, but also instilled corresponding experience and knowledge such as wilderness survival, field β warfare, special operations, etc., and each of them is a top-notch super soldier!" Crossen goes out of his way to sell.
"How are they physically?"
"It's an improvement over when it started." Ignoring that Winston was referring to "them", Crosson continued to gush, "According to our evaluation, their physical fitness is about four times that of the average adult, and their endurance and recovery speed are quite amazing, and their adaptability to the environment is also remarkable, and they can adapt to almost any environment on Earth except the deep sea......"
Alien Winston's tone aggravated: "That's all? You should understand that this is not enough. Super soldiers and mutants are no worse than them in this regard, and there is still a huge room for improvement. β
When Crosson confronted Winston, he felt a palpitation in his heart for no reason, as if he had been targeted by some terrifying creature. He shook off this inexplicable emotion and anxiously explained: "I can feel that they also have extraordinary room for appreciation!" β
"There is a substance in their cells that cannot be analyzed for the time being, and I believe that once we crack it, the strength of these biological weapons will definitely skyrocket!"
"I want physical objects and data, not intuition and conjecture." Alien Winston turned, "I want to go down and take a good look at these treasures, and lead the way." β
"This ...... All right. Crosson hesitated, but in the face of Winston's frighteningly cold gaze, he chose to give in.
Alien Winston walked up to a bald man and slapped his arm in admiration.
No one noticed that at the moment when the alien Winston slapped, a drop of blood seeped into the skin of the bald man.
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Since Zhang Shen showed Tony the ability to use "cheap" materials to refine steel suits, during this time, Tony directly lived in Lao Wang Metal's company building, and later the helpless little pepper Virginia simply moved over, and there was one more woman, which made it even more lively.
"It's finally done!" Zhang Shen stretched hard, "I'll strangle it, I'm tired to death." β
"yes, it's finally done." Tony looked dazed, as if in a dream.
In just one month, the two basically never left the company's gate, just nested in the laboratory, manufacturing steel suits, and researching new steel suits.
The two of them worked hard day and night for so long, and finally completed the scheduled task.
50,000 mark7 "Patrol" improved on the basis of mark6, 30,000 mark8 "Vanguard" that can fly out of the earth's atmosphere and have space combat capability (with time limit), 5,000 mark9 "Kraken" that can dive into the deep sea and are suitable for water combat, 5,000 "demolition workers" with destructive power and amazing defensive power based on close combat, 5,000 mark10 "fortresses" that move extremely slowly and are bulky and equivalent to small missile bases, There are also 5,000 pieces of various steel suits with various functions but not very universal.
A total of 100,000 steel suits!!
10 pieces of steel suits, from development to production, two hard pressing, more than a month, all completed!!
What a great and sad thing this is......
Zhang Shen is better, Tony is just an ordinary person, although he is supported by various energy, physical strength potions and auxiliary spells, he is already crumbling at the moment.
"Finally...... Done ......"
With a "bang", Tony fell on his stomach and fell asleep.
Zhang Shen was infected by him, yawned, and went back to his room to sleep.
Behind him, hundreds of steel suits that had not yet had time to be boxed shone brightly, like warriors waiting for battle.
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"What ?!!" The President of the United States looked at his secretary with eyes wide as a cow and looked at his secretary like a ghost, "Say it again!" β
"Tony Stark, the owner of Stark Industries, will hold an auction next Monday for up to 50,000 steel suits!" The secretary said word by word, handing over a gilded invitation, "This is an invitation from Stark Industries, it shouldn't be fake." β
Bang dang!
The president's cup fell to the ground, showing how intense his emotions were at the moment.
Shell ship, S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
Nick Fury stared at the invitation in his hand, carefully read the contents back and forth several times, still a little incredulous.
"Stark isn't afraid that the steel suit will flow out, usually the baby has to die, why did he suddenly change sex? Is it because of the invasion of the iron-blooded civilization? It can be seen that this kid still has a big picture. β
X Academy.
Last time, in order to resist Chunge's madness before his death, Charles's overdraft of his psychic power caused him to lie in bed for more than half a month, and his complexion had only recently recovered, and he had a bloody color.
"The storm is coming." He looked at the invitation in his hand and muttered. Although Magneto's contact with the U.S. military is relatively secretive, how can it be hidden from Charles, the "No. 1 King of Voyeurism in History".
"Even the most 'stingy' Tony Stark has made such a sacrifice, and it seems that we need to do something about it as well."
Brotherhood Headquarters.
Magneto respectfully handed the invitation to Pang Mailang, and there was no trace of reluctance or disguise.
Or, his scheming and acting skills are so strong that he can even hide himself, or he has completely "fallen" and become Pang Meilang's subordinate.
However, for now, the latter is more likely.
Pang Mailang glanced at it casually and said with a smile: "Our 'Double Dragon' hero has already begun to move, and we can't slow down." β
"Qinglan, how is the [Tower of Babel] ready?"
The tuxedo man saluted slightly: "Brother, everything is ready." β
Pang Meilang nodded with satisfaction: "The space war on the technology side is annoying, fortunately, there are preparations in advance, otherwise you have to be blind." β
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In the universe very, very, very far away from Earth, here is the realm of the Iron Empire.
The news of the death of the three sisters and siblings of the Tsubaki family finally spread.
This ancient, large, and powerful empire has cast its eyes on Earth, a planet of low civilization located at the edge of the universe.