I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

At this moment, far away in the Trident headquarters in Washington.

Dressed in office clothes and sitting on an office chair, Hill, who was sorting documents, had a surprised look on his face.

She was not surprised when she suddenly received a call from Leon.

The two are old friends and one of Fury's most trusted people. They don't communicate much, but their friendship is quite deep.

What surprised her was the request of the other party.

After all, this guy with outstanding ability rarely asks for help from others...

Hill, who realized the importance of the matter, did not take the opportunity to ridicule, but replied:

"you say."

"I want to use the S.H.I.E.L.D. satellite to investigate some secret information, and I need your level 9 authority."

Hearing this, Hill didn't think too much, and without saying a word, revealed his login account and password.

After getting the account number and password from Hill, Leon hung up the phone, opened the secret door of the study, and went to the basement.

Sitting in front of the computer, Leon moved his fingers and quickly typed on the keyboard.

In an instant, the sound of "crackling" echoed in the basement...

He asked Hill to borrow the right to use the satellite, in order to use the satellite's powerful tracking ability to enter AIM's company system and copy all the evidence that they used the human body for the desperate virus test!

In his previous life, Stark did the same thing, and it was only after he found out that the bomb without fragments was the experimenter who was injected with the Extremis virus!

The whole process, as Lyon expected, went very smoothly.

The entire research and development process of the Extremis virus, including the data and video data of the side effects after the injection failed, was copied into a USB flash drive by Leon.

As long as these videos are handed over to the White House and the Pentagon, as long as you are not an idiot, you can see that the several explosions planned by "Mr. Manchu" have a great relationship with the desperate virus developed by AIM!

As a result, the Avengers went to check the water meter justifiably, and caught Killian by surprise.

However, what Leon never expected was that the effect fanned by his big butterfly had too much influence, causing things to develop in an unpredictable direction.

He hadn't attacked yet, but Killian did it first...

. . . . . .

California, Los Angeles, Malibu.

Stark, wearing a gray long-sleeved T-shirt, is sitting in his personal laboratory, operating a holographic projection, and seems to be doing delicate work.

Judging from the look on his face and the faint dark circles under his eyes, it seems that he has not had a good rest recently.

Two weeks have passed since Jarvis was killed.

Although he has been trying to piece together Jarvis' consciousness, he has been unable to awaken Jarvis' consciousness again due to the scattered consciousness fragments, too many scattered.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and Stark answered the call.

"Bruce, you hope you're bringing good news."

"Tony, I asked my friends in Naikos, and they seem to have noticed a few unusual things in the recent Internet traffic. Maybe we can go there and see if we can find any clues?" Banner on the side said so.

Hearing this, Stark's subordinates made a move, and then said:

"That's a good idea. Anyone who wants to completely eliminate connected data is bound to leave some traces. I'm going to Oslo right away."

After hanging up the phone, Stark pointed directly at the air and said:

"Friday, we'll go to Oslo tomorrow."

As soon as the voice fell, a mechanical female voice sounded:

"Understood, a flight plan is being made."

Although there is no such powerful artificial intelligence as Jarvis, it is somewhat inconvenient.

But who is Stark?

He immediately invoked a backup AI called "Friday" to add to the system, temporarily taking Jarvis' role.

"Just in time to try the endurance of the new armor..."

Stark muttered,

While walking to the armor changing station, I was ready to change into the newly researched Mark 42 armor and set off for Oslo.

When he thinks of Jarvis, he can't wait to find the murderer immediately and beat him hard...

At this moment, a harsh alarm sounded from the room.

"Warning! Warning! Missiles detected!"

Studying the holographic projection on the table, a picture immediately jumped out.

Looking at the screen, several missiles were continuously fired at the villa, Stark stared, and involuntarily muttered:

"Wang Defa!"

As soon as the voice fell, a series of explosions, "Boom boom boom", instantly drowned the entire villa.

Just before the villa was hit by several Hellfire anti-tank missiles, Stark, who was lifted up by the blast wave, made a decisive decision, waved his hands, and used the micro sensor chip injected into the skin of his arm to call out. own steel armor.

The Mark 42 battle armor, which was originally standing in place, received instructions and immediately split into countless parts and flew towards Stark!

"Crack!" "Crack!"

In just a few seconds, the Mark 42 automatic navigation armor was assembled on the surface of his body in an instant!

Stark, who was wearing a battle armor, was full of confidence and anger.

"I want to see, who in the end dares to come to trouble me!"

However, before he could react, the missiles that came one after another used it as a target again, and output frantically!

Boom boom boom!

The entire villa seemed to be violently demolished, the ceiling cracked along many cracks, and the gravel kept falling down.

Even the concrete floor beneath his feet began to crumble.

A large hole was blown out in the research room. From the direction of the hole, Stark vaguely saw several Apache helicopter gunships in the distance, hovering over the sea.

In the chaos, a missile just exploded on the lower body of the armor, blasting Stark out.

"Uh…"

Even wearing the new armor, Stark felt that his body was hit to varying degrees, and his throat seemed to have a fishy smell.

"Multiple bruises were detected on the body, minor fractures in the rib..."

Without waiting for the artificial intelligence to remind all the injuries of the body, Stark interrupted aloud:

"Friday! Let's get out of here first!"

However, just as he pressed his palms down and folded his legs, trying to fly away from this narrow space where he couldn't fight back, he suddenly heard Friday's calm voice:

"Sir, the flight system is damaged and the flight power is insufficient!"

"Isn't it?! Are you kidding?!"

"Where's the weapon?"

"System failure, weapons and aiming aids do not work properly!"

A series of bad news put Stark in an extremely passive situation.

However, in this critical situation, he did not give up!

Holding the crumbling column with both hands, Stark stared at the three helicopters suspended over the sea with a firm tone:

"If that's the case, then I'll take aim myself!"

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