The outer skeleton of Stark Tower unfolded amidst the roar, and the mesh structure supporting the triangular tower shrank back. The cylindrical metal skeleton shell opened, and the main support structure popped up inside. The gun barrel fit and embedded, and the shell unfolded layer by layer. Get armed.
Countless identical processes are repeated over and over again. The metallic brilliance is like sunlight floating on the sea, and the delicate steel skeleton is like a fish floating on the surface of the sea. In just a few seconds, the entire Stark Tower unfolds and evolves from top to bottom. Countless turrets and weapons poured out.
After all the small turrets on the top floor were deployed, a row of launchers rose between the two metal pillars at the top of the triangular tower, and then turned around with a buzz, aiming at the two parties in the stalemate.
"Defense protocol activated, standard defense measures deployed, locking in progress...locking completed...prepared..."
Over the layers of hard metal and the perfectly matched inner structure, the levers are tilted, the gears rotate, the energy is conducted along the lines, preheated, the firing pin trembles, the primary barrel and the secondary barrel bloom like buds. On the muzzle, light came.
A rain of fire poured down. The Stark mecha troops led by War Machine Rhodes took off, evacuated, and crossed cover in an orderly manner. The Hammer mecha troops led by Justin Hanmo fully demonstrated what "headless" means. fly".
The moment he wanted to take off, half of the hundreds of mechas were defeated by the violent rain of light and fire.
The fragments carrying thick smoke fell to the ground, rolled a few times, swayed twice, and completely turned into powder.
Everyone who was brought to the safety floor of Stark Tower saw a missile catching up with a mecha with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. After a violent explosion, countless fragments fell.
Then hundreds of smoke-emitting missiles passed by, screaming like evil spirits in the dark night. Everyone behind the glass curtain wall was silhouetted by the violent explosion of fire. They looked up and saw the blank sky above New York. Fireworks blooming on the sun.
Hammer thought that today's scene would be a robot war, but it turns out that surface-to-air missiles and comprehensive ground-to-air fire coverage are the best weapons against these mechas.
Stark, who has experienced the coming of the mechanical master, no longer wants to fight in hand-to-hand combat with any enemy.
Iron Man now believes that that kind of combat method is an insult to machinery. In the torrent of steel, every enemy should have a death method that is most suitable for him, just like the ultimate goal pursued by industry and machinery, calmness and precision. , sufficient firepower.
There are thousands of ways a real Iron Man can destroy his enemies, by having them dismantled, shattered, exploding into fireworks, and burning into ashes, but none of these ways should include driving a mecha. Rush up and shake fists with the opponent.
Obadiah stood behind the glass wall of his office and looked out. Stark was floating in the air. As he waved his arms, the missiles were like a swarm of sharks chasing prey. Justin's mecha troops were being chased and fled. Under the high-intensity firepower coverage, Justin and Whiplash couldn't even find a chance to get close to Stark.
He thought of Stark fighting with the mecha driven by General Johnson. At that time, Stark was forced to be very embarrassed and even seriously injured. But now, the support structures on both sides of the glass curtain wall are all layered. In the fort, the fire of bullets made it difficult for Obadiah to see what was going on outside.
Obadiah lowered his head, lit a cigarette for himself, and then picked up the phone. Before the call was connected, he murmured to himself: "It seems that your son has finally come to his senses..."
When Stark's amazing firepower was fully deployed, the military helicopters arrived, but they did not dare to approach the fire coverage area at all. Even the advanced mecha driven by Justin collapsed under such ferocious fire coverage. The helicopter gunships could not withstand such an attack.
But the problem they faced was that after the entire Stark Building was converted into a cluster turret, the area covered by firepower was a bit too large. They couldn't even talk to Stark face to face and could only shoot him from a distance. Telephone.
The first voice that rang out from Stark's mecha was Obadiah's voice. He heard his uncle say calmly: "Soon, the military's call will be connected to you. Those who were sent out by you The benefits must be recovered, do as I say..."
Two minutes later, Rhodes' voice came from Stark's mecha: "The military has requested negotiation. Do you want to connect the line?"
"Refuse to connect, you take the mecha armed forces to kill the few that have not been smashed and slipped through the net, and ensure that except for Justin and Ivan's own mecha, they no longer have any armed forces,"
"Received, Zizi..."
Two minutes later, Jarvis's voice sounded: "The scan results are being confirmed...the threat has been completely eliminated, the fire coverage is shrinking, and military communications have been connected..."
Before the person on the other side could speak, Stark said, "Send a helicopter over and we'll have an interview."
Looking at the countless turrets that had not been retracted on the Stark Tower, the military contact said: "We can't go there, please leave your fire coverage, and then..."
"Leave my fire coverage?" Stark's tone was somewhat mocking: "Do you have any new moon landing plans recently?"
"Beep - beep -" a busy tone came from the military communication, and soon Stark heard an older voice: "In ten minutes, we will send people to Stark Tower for negotiations... "
Under the watchful eye of a military helicopter, Stark landed slowly. He put away the mecha covering his body, and then walked back into the building.
Soon, the turret on the Stark Tower gradually shrank back, and the flow of people released from the security layer spewed out from the narrow door like a flood.
As the sky gets darker, the huge school of fish gradually disperses and returns to where it belongs, and lights light up one after another in the buildings.
Tonight, New York is brightly lit and sleepless.
In the buildings of major newspapers such as Global Times, Bugle Daily and New York Daily News, you can see from the window and into the room, countless people are immersed in their work, photos are being fed into the printer, and newspapers are flying out of the printing plant like butterflies. Same, flapping its wings in a smooth arc over New York.
The newspaper employees who had worked overtime all night watched in front of the coffee machine as the amber-like coffee liquid dripped into the cup, splashing water ripples and creating rippling foam.
After the bubbles dissipated, Schiller put down the cup, reached out to take off his glasses, rubbed his eyebrows, closed the newspaper in his hand, and asked Rhodes on the side: "So, the military has negotiated with Stark?"
"Sooner or later we have to talk." Rhodes' tone was very relaxed. After returning from vacation, his serious military temperament was diluted a lot. Rhodes took a sip of coffee and said, "But the military made a mistake. One thing."
"What?"
Rhodes smiled as he recalled the scene after the battle yesterday.
Rapid and detailed footsteps sounded in the lobby on the first floor of Stark Tower. The elevator door opened, and several pairs of boots stepped into the elevator. The serious faces of the generals were obscured by the slowly closing elevator door.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived. Following the guidance of the light, they opened the door of a conference room, but the person who appeared in the conference room was not Tony Stark as expected, but another person, one of them The person you least want to see.
The leading admiral's expression twitched, and he uttered a name in a low voice: "...Obadiah Stany."
Schiller took a sip of coffee, turned the newspaper in his hand to the next page, and said while reading: "I can already imagine their plight."
"It may be a little worse than you imagine." Rhodes' tone was a bit gloating. He said: "Ever since I left the military system and looked at these things from the perspective of a bystander, I discovered that once I stand in the shoes of these people and ask everyone to contribute to the country, what a stupid thing to do."
"Then you don't plan to go back?"
Rhodes shook his head and said: "It is difficult for me to completely break away from this system. I have gone too far on this road."
"I'm waiting for the right time, when I have the ability to change it, even if it's only a part of it, it's good."
"After all, it's impossible for me to be hired by Tony and work entirely for him, because then I wouldn't have the position to punch him when he makes a fool of himself."
"I can see that you really want to punch him."
"I said, I'm waiting for the right time." Rhodes shrugged and said with a smile.
"Let's talk about the negotiations. Justin Hammer and Ivan Vanko should also be participating, right?"
"Yeah, their part is the best."
After the generals came in, they were followed by Justin Hammer and Ivan Vanko, who were in tatters and covered in smoke.
Rhodes and several other mechas escorted them over. Obadiah sat at the conference table. He didn't even look at Hammer, but focused his eyes on Ivan's face.
Stark was wearing a suit when he came in, and his whole body was spotless. After he saw Justin's mecha, he walked up with a smile, and then patted the mecha's shoulder hard with his hand, and heard a "click" sound. The armor fell directly, a series of sparks erupted from the internal circuits, and with a "bang", the arm armor of the arm also exploded.
Stark said with a smile: "What did you name this thing? Ex-wife? Is this all a married man can do? Hahahahaha!"
Ivan next to him wanted to shake his fist, but Rhodes stopped him. The two electric whips of the whip rope had been disarmed, and the room was full of Stark's mechas, so he had to surrender.
Obadiah still looked at Ivan. He knocked on the table and motioned for everyone to take their seats. Tony and Rhodes sat on the left side, the military, Hammer and Ivan sat on the right side, and Obadiah sat on the right side. in the middle.
He first looked at the military and said calmly: "I understand that you are planning to knock on the door, but your actions are as rough as ever.
He glanced at Justin Hammer and said: "The gloves you are looking for are far inferior to his father, and the sound of knocking on the door is not pleasant."
With Obadiah around, Stark entered that fugue state again. He didn't try to understand what Obadiah was referring to, and he didn't bother to think about the current situation, and put aside these actions. Besides, all he could do was stare at Ivan.
After skipping the lengthy stages of testing each other, being polite, and reminiscing about the past, skipping over the debates about good and evil, and moral differences, and finally skipping over the stage of looking forward to the guests and hosts having fun and world peace, more than an hour later, the matter finally got down to business. .
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