I'm really not a superman in Marvel

With one punch, the helicopter was knocked off balance and swayed in the air.

"He's on top of us!"

On the plane, a pilot said with an ugly expression.

"fuc-k!"

Another soldier cursed loudly, trying to ease his emotions.

After all, from the attack just now, everyone understood what kind of monster they were facing.

Invulnerability, no, the Apache helicopter with the most powerful firepower in the U.S. military cannot be destroyed by its machine guns and artillery. A demon who jumps hundreds of meters, and a heavy blow makes the aircraft unbalanced!
At this moment, with such a thing falling on their heads, how can they remain calm?

"Shake him off!"

The co-pilot said loudly.

This monster is attached to the helicopter, and the weapon cannot hit it. We can only pin our hopes on using the helicopter's sudden rise and stop to throw this guy off.

The helicopter stabilized its body, and suddenly began to accelerate its flight, accelerate in the air, stop suddenly, and rotate...

On the other side, Iron Man was kicked by Lynch, causing him to stagger.

This was followed by oncoming streams of machine gun bullets and three rockets.

Lynch dodges, and Iron Man suffers.

Didi called the police when Mark [-] was bombed, and the red light flashed.

Tony is in a bad situation right now.

The airframe was severely damaged, but fortunately, it could still fly, and the weapon system was not much damaged.

but……

The problem lies in the energy source. The body of the Mark III and Tony's chest use the energy of the Mark I.

This energy is not suitable for Mark III, and the energy value has been reduced to less than ten percent...

"Jarvis, is this energy enough to support me in combat?"

Tony controlled the Mark III and flew a little farther away, looking at the helicopter with Lynch for an air show, with a dignified tone.

"Sir, I advise you not to do this, as you will most likely not be able to return."

Tony looked solemn, thinking about countermeasures.

The military could not be contacted. They must have been determined to arrest Lin. They wanted to see people alive and dead bodies.

Own……

It seems to have been affected, and now after being separated from Lin, he has not been attacked.

The most sensible thing to do is to leave here and put pressure on the military to force them to stop.

but……

Tony mused.

They are all firing on themselves, will they give up the operation?
If I leave, Lin...

Will it really be safe and sound?

Inexplicably, the image of Lin blocking the missile flashed in Tony's mind.

According to the screen capture of Jarvis, he gave up dodging and went head-on instead.

Tony could guess the psychology of this young man. In order to protect innocent ordinary people, he chose to bear the shells that he might avoid.

At that moment, Tony was touched.

It turns out that I am not fighting alone!

Despite his cautious character, he kept himself quite wary of this ignorant, powerful and perverted guy.

but……

Is it really necessary for such a guy who has been fighting side by side with himself, protecting others, and fighting crimes to be wiped out by the military for no reason?

Do not!
"Okay, I may not be able to go back today, but if I leave, Lin will definitely not be able to go back."

He raised both hands, elbows shifting.

"Lin! Today we have to go back to New York together!"

Two small missiles roared out from the arms.

At this moment, the face of Mark No. [-] made of steel laughed anthropomorphically.

"Oh oh oh!"

Lynch laughed and yelled in the air to vent his emotions.

The strong air flow swept over him, and even the centrifugal force caused by the sudden change of direction could not throw him off the plane.

He clings to the parts of the plane, enjoying the thrill of flying in the sky.

"Hurry up! It's not strong enough!"

Lynch yelled and punched the fuselage with a "clang", as if complaining to the passengers that the taxi was driving too slowly.

"Fack, we can't get rid of him!"

The co-pilot of the helicopter who was shocked by the punch showed despair.

"Please launch missiles at the target immediately! We will cooperate with you! Leave us alone! Repeat! Launch missiles immediately! Get rid of this bastard!"

The main driver had a determined face and roared firmly.

Launching an airborne missile at a target means bringing the helicopter into the attack range.

Once the missile hits head-on, there is a high probability that the two people will be destroyed, and there is only a slim chance of escaping...

"Received! The missile is launching!"

"Got it! Missile... Where the hell did this missile come from?"

The main pilot looked at the plane suspiciously, only to see a tiny missile hit the tail of the helicopter, and the flames engulfed half of the fuselage...

He hurriedly looked at the other plane, but fortunately, this plane managed to dodge it narrowly.

"It's Tony Stark! He launched at us...we're going to crash..."

"fight back!"

"Blow up this guy!"

……

Lynch was happily experiencing the plane check-in. It wasn't that Lynch didn't want to hammer down the plane. It was because the plane was solid and had received more than a dozen iron fists, but the surface was bumpy. Lynch was about to change his strategy and break into the cockpit when the plane stabilized.

Unexpectedly, a helicopter exploded and burst into flames, and fell directly on the sea.

Looking up again, Iron Man was breathing fire all the way, and was coming at a high speed.

He originally thought that the energy of the steel suit might not be enough, so he didn't want to involve him.

At that time, even if he loses the enemy and plunges into the deep sea, the US military will have nothing to do.

If the Mark III runs out of energy, he has to bring a tow bottle, not worth it.

But after the war started, he found that it was a bit taken for granted that he wanted to destroy three helicopters with his own ability.

He doesn't have the most critical flying ability, as long as the helicopter distances himself, he can only be beaten passively.

So seeing Iron Man flying over at this moment, he suddenly felt that this guy was a bit handsome.

Of course, it's still close to him.

"Hey! Tony! I'm here!"

He waved to Iron Man.

"Why are you back? Can't you find your way home?"

Iron Man flew to Lynch's side, and then Tony's voice sounded.

"Please, I know New York very well, I'm afraid you won't find the shore!"

"Thank you! I'll treat you to a hamburger when I go back, but you have to pay for it."

"Come on, we have to go back to New York together today!"

Iron Man stretched out his hand, and Lynch grabbed it.

At this moment, a large missile roared with exhaust!

"Tony! Go!"

Lynch watched the missile fly, his eyelids twitched.

I can't handle this diameter, can I?

"Relax! You'll be fine!"

While teasing, Tony urged Jarvis.

"Maximum power! Hurry up!"

"Less than nine percent energy! Less than eight percent energy!  …"

Iron Man accelerated abruptly, accelerating and fleeing in a smooth manner.

Then he raised his palm, his palm lit up, and a shot hit the missile behind him.

"boom!"

The heat wave and the shock wave swept in, swallowing the helicopter behind him, and then sending Iron Man flying upside down.

The second helicopter crashed.

And Lynch opened his mouth, covered one ear, and spewed out unintelligible fragrant words from his mouth.

Good guy, if this kind of power is used now, it is estimated that the story will be rewritten as: "Superman's Death".

But fortunately, I avoided it, and the enemy only had one helicopter left.

"Tony, are you okay?"

After knocking on Iron Man's iron head, Lynch shouted against his head.

"fine……"

Tony quickly scanned the information on his face.

"Just two bad news."

"Say!"

"Mark [-] lacks energy, and a fleet is approaching three kilometers away..."

"OK! Take it easy, Tony!"

Lynch smiled.

"Can your Mark III dive?"

"what?"

"I mean, how long can you survive in deep water?"

"One or two hours... what do you mean? Oh, the energy is exhausted..."

The flames ejected from the steel suit slowly extinguished, leading Lynch to fall headlong into the sea.

"I see! Then, game over!"

Lynch turned his eyes and stared at the surviving helicopter.

Two heat lines of sight shot out, piercing it instantly.

The last helicopter, crashed.

While the two fell into the sea, Lynch glanced at the fleet from afar.

Well, it's a look that can't be provoked.

"Tony, can you point me in the right direction? We're back in New York."