Marvel’s Superman

"Power armor?"

Howard frowned slightly, somewhat confused.

At this time, science fiction master Robert Heinlein's "Starship Paratroopers" has not yet come out, and power armor is a relatively unfamiliar concept.

The best-selling, Hugo Award-winning sci-fi war novel, later adapted into the classic Starship Troopers, featured soldiers in military gear similar to powered exoskeletons.

Many games and film and television works in later generations have continued to use this concept and carried it forward.

"Similar to my Superman suit."

Luke explained.

He has always been interested in making Howard Stark Iron Man.

Why have to wait until decades later, let Tony face the news reporter and say the classic line of "I am Iron Man".

When it comes to minds, Howard is no worse than his son.

Anyway, the timeline has been messed up, and even Gu has a headache.

Then you don't need to care about the original plot anymore, the advantage of foresight is no longer important to Luke.

He had already completed primitive accumulation and entered the developmental stage of explosive growth.

"Superman suit? I've always been curious about how the Hydra guys developed that thing! It requires nano-molecular technology that is impossible at this stage."

There was an incomprehensible look in Howard's eyes.

"Before the major innovation in microscope manufacturing technology, we knew very little about the world of atoms and molecules. And your... cool suit belongs to the mature application of nanotechnology-to be honest, I I don't believe that Hydra scientists have mastered the cutting-edge technology to control individual atoms and molecules and explore the microscopic world."

Luke raised his eyebrows, trying to deceive a clever genius, it's really not an easy task.

Their minds are always filled with all kinds of strange questions, and they can easily spot the unreasonable places.

"It does not matter."

Luke cleared his throat and said with a single stroke: "There are many unknown things in the world, like the universe Rubik's cube. For you, is it a product that should appear in this era?"

Howard was speechless. After thinking for a while, he seemed to think it made sense and put away his suspicious eyes.

"Then what do you mean, let me make a similar suit and use the reactor as the core energy source?"

As Iron Man's father, Howard quickly understood Luke's idea and began to consider feasibility.

"Let me think about it, your suit is very technical. It has soft and tough ductility, and has strong applicability. Nano-molecular technology allows the surface to freely combine and change its appearance."

"You once resisted the main gun of the tank, but in the end you were unscathed, and the battle suit was not damaged in any way. This proves that it has the effect of absorbing high heat and energy. After further consideration, it may also be able to prevent radiation."

"If I were to design it, it would definitely arrange atoms and molecules in a certain way to make something similar to an artificial muscle fiber, and then programmatically code it, which can be developed for a variety of purposes."

"Like hardfacing, like an upgraded version of body armor that can withstand machine guns and artillery."

"It also absorbs the refracted light around it to complete the double 'invisibility' on the naked eye and on the instrument."

Speaking of technical research and specific applications, Howard, an arms dealer, is naturally open-minded.

"By the way, I remember the generals in the Pentagon. I used to want you to hand over your combat uniforms and study similar technologies. Why did you lose your voice?"

He paused and looked at Luke who was listening carefully.

To be honest, Howard is also very interested in the Superman suit.

Just considering that Luke may not agree, plus the research on other people's underwear, it feels very strange, and then gave up the idea.

"Well, that's right."

Luke nodded.

"Colonel Phillips has tested my reaction and said the Pentagon and the White House are going to have a questioning session."

"Then Namor of Atlantis showed up and broke two carriers of the Atlantic Fleet, and after I pushed them back, no one mentioned it again."

"Actually, I am a good talker, and I don't mind at all cooperating with the Pentagon and the White House to hold a questioning session."

Howard rolled his eyes, automatically ignoring this unreliable answer, and returned to the restaurant on the first floor in his nightgown.

The housekeeper Jarvis is not here today. He is generally only responsible for the management of the New York mansion, and only occasionally comes here.

It is said that the capable butler in his thirties is quite an English gentleman.

He served in the British Air Force and won the championship boxer for three consecutive years after his discharge.

In addition to his extraordinary skills, he is also very capable of doing things.

Not only is Howard's best friend, but also a reliable helper.

Think of the butler Alfred on the studio next door, who once had an amazing record of beating Superman.

Every time Luke greeted Jarvis, he would unconsciously be more polite.

After all, under the superhero worldview.

To be able to do the job of a housekeeper well, there must be some hidden skills.

"Your proposal is very interesting, but it's a bit troublesome to implement in practice."

Howard was eating a sandwich, his cheeks bulging, and said: "The problem of the energy system, let's put it aside for the time being."

"The first thing to face is the material. Ordinary alloy steel is obviously not enough. The protection of one's own body, as well as the defense against heavy weapons, and shock absorption... These all need to be considered."

"Secondly, I don't have an inhuman power like you. If you want to improve the power of power armor, you need to carry various weapons, such as machine guns, miniature missiles, and thrusters."

"I just thought about it. If I want to make a real object, it should be a little giant three or four meters high. It may be cumbersome to operate, and it can only be used as a mobile fortress that attracts firepower."

"It doesn't feel very useful - I prefer him to be close to a normal person's form, preferably enough to attract attention. It's a trivial matter whether he is strong or not, it is important whether he is handsome or not!"

Howard swallowed the last mouthful of the sandwich and took a gulp of hot milk.

Hearing Luke's suggestion, he was really moved.

Just as a scientist with a pragmatic spirit, Howard thought about it carefully and found that the feasibility is not high.

On the one hand, there are limitations of the times, and on the other hand, it involves many technical difficulties.

Unless you put a lot of effort and time into it, you won't get much results.

"There will be bread, and there will be milk. Technical problems will be solved by Atlantis. As for... materials, I can give you a surprise gift package when the time comes."

Luke's face is mysterious, a bit like a white-bearded old man who stuffs presents into socks at Christmas.

"But that's all for the future. Now get me out of the shower, take care of your moustache and messy hair, and get to Washington, D.C. Today is my award ceremony."

Hearing Luke's order, Howard subconsciously sniffed the pajamas on his body, and found the unpleasant smell of a little spoiled food, so he obeyed the instructions rather obediently.

"Tsk tsk, the youngest lieutenant general in the history of the United States, what an enviable fellow!"

Before leaving, he took a sip of the lemon slices in the fruit bowl and said sourly.

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White House, South Lawn.

Not long ago, the President added a balcony to the South Colonnade, and by the way, conducted a thorough inspection of the country's highest official residence.

It was found that the problem was too serious and there were many security risks, so it was decided to carry out large-scale rectification.

Now, the president's family has moved to Blair across Pennsylvania Avenue.

Today is the awarding ceremony of Major General Carville, and the press conference is here.

Otherwise, it is difficult to see the president and cabinet members gathered at the White House.

"Mr. Cavill... oh no, I should call you Lieutenant General."

Before taking the stage to deliver a speech, the president, facing reporters, held Luke's right hand cordially.

Judging from his appearance, it seems that he has not given up the idea of ​​introducing his daughter to the other party.

"I just did my duty and carried out the idea of ​​maintaining world peace, which is nothing."

Luke, as always, said beautiful things that he didn't believe.

He had met Mr. President's daughter, even though she was warm and proactive.

However, Luke's interest is lacking, and he can't afford to be impulsive.

The last time we met, he just showed his attitude with a polite smile and a basic demeanor.

"Mr. Lieutenant General, it's time to think about starting a family and starting a business."

The president was still reluctant to give up, and said positively: "I talked to your uncle, Frank, who really wants to see you get married, have children, and live a happy and peaceful life."

Luke pouted, playing emotional cards?

He didn't want to step into the grave of love so early, it would only stumble his footsteps.

How could Xingchenhai's lofty goals be delayed by the love of children!

"With all due respect, Your Excellency, I'm actually not as good as the newspapers and the news say."

Luke showed a serious expression and continued: "If you know something, you should know about my private life..."

"That's not a problem!"

The president made a great appearance, saying that he was a past person and understood it all.

"It's normal to like pretty girls with hot bodies. You see JFK Jr., he's playing so much, but it doesn't prevent him from being a promising young man."

"I have heard about the private life of Mr. Lieutenant General. Besides the woman from Sicily, there is also Ms. Carter of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Look, there are only two. This has nothing to do with the romantic nature. It can be said that it is pure self-care and abiding by the rules. It is a role model among young people."

Luke's mouth opened slightly, and some did not respond.

The ethos of the upper class has been opened to this extent?

If you have two lovers, don't you deserve to be called a "wanderer"?

He, who was about to be promoted to lieutenant general, felt inexplicably despised.

"It's not easy for a young man like you in a high position to keep his heart and restrain his desires."

Mr. President let go of his hand, tidied up his suit, and prepared to give a speech on stage.

"After the award ceremony, I have a family dinner. Mr. Lieutenant General must come over. After we met last time, my daughter Mary admired you very much, and said your name every day."

Luke was shocked again, how could there be such a father who forcibly sold his daughter.

I feel that if he can do it, the president can't wait to force him to obey.

Luke, who has a sense of crisis, has his brain running fast and thinking about solutions.

and many more!

He looked at Howard, who was sitting in the back, and an idea came to his mind.

It's time for the self-proclaimed dude to do real tech.

ps: The car overturned, I asked the editor to unblock it, and then I got a warning, woohoo, it's too difficult for me.

ps2: Also.