i screwed up marvel

Chapter 42
"Don't be nervous, I'm going to fuck their back."

Martin sneered.

Stark sneered: "You will like this feeling."

"Maybe."

Martin slowly raised his leg and landed his foot, making a "Duang" sound.

"Wow! It really feels great!"

After taking another two steps, he turned around and waved to the two of them: "Protect yourself, it's best to hide."

After finishing speaking, Martin pulled off a monitor on his head and walked into the dark tunnel.

Dr. Ethan pushed down his glasses and looked at the huge back that was submerged in the darkness: "I remember that the armor should weigh more than half a ton."

Stark tilted his head: "1500 pounds, about 680 kilograms."

Dr. Ethan exclaimed: "He is so powerful!"

Stark curled his lips: "No matter how powerful it is, it is still a guy who can be bought with money."

Dr. Ethan: "Have you bought him? How much?"

Stark touched the headlight on his chest and thought for a while: "I gave him [-] million last time, but it's worth the price."

Dr. Ethan: "..."

At this time, Stark turned his ear: "I seem to hear something, or is my ear hallucinating?"

Dr. Ethan leaned forward and looked outside, then quickly retracted, holding the rifle tightly in his hand, and whispered: "Someone is coming, I will attract their attention, you hide."

Stark was surprised: "That's not the plan! When Martin makes a move, no one will care about us!"

"That's too late!"

Dr. Ethan didn't listen to Stark's words, gritted his teeth and rushed out, pointed the gun at the top of the cave and pulled the trigger.

"Ah! Get out of the way!"

"Damn!"

Stark looked around, picked up a steel plate as a shield, and followed.

……

Martin smeared out of the cave, and as soon as he showed up, he saw several militants carrying AK rifles pushing ammunition in small carts.

They are planning to support the front.

At this time, all the militants seemed to be frozen there, all in one movement, turning their heads to stare blankly at the tall and mighty steel giant.

At this time, a bald man on the opposite hillside shouted, "Attack!"

All the militants just woke up like a dream, took up weapons one after another, and opened fire on Martin.

Martin hadn't moved before, simply because he needed to get used to the sudden brightening of the light.

By the time everyone was pointing their weapons at him, he had already pressed the trigger on his right hand.

call--

The fire dragon spewed out!

Bullets shot from all directions, hitting the steel armor with a tinkling sound.

Bullets go through the flames.

The flame also travels through the bullet.

But those bullets had no effect on the battle armor, but the flames "ignited" a large number of enemies in front of them.

The "Firemen" screamed and ran around, but basically they would fall down after only a few steps.

Martin quickly eliminated the enemy in front of him, and when he looked up, the bald leader on the opposite hillside had disappeared.

Ma Dan, as expected of the leader, runs really fast!
You can run, but your ammunition can't!
Martin raised the flamethrower and continued to burn!
Ammunition soon exploded.

The flames finally reached the missile.

After Martin ignited the two missiles, he turned and ran.

boom--

boom--

boom--

After continuous explosions, a big explosion finally ushered in.

BOOM!

Martin had already run back to the cave at this time, but was still slapped against the wall by a wave of heat.

The person is fine, but the steel battle armor is completely falling apart, and many parts are blown everywhere.

Victory is set!

Martin no longer cared about the situation behind him, and estimated that there were unlikely to be any living people in the valley.

He still misses Stark.

It would be fun if the guy died in the explosion because he wasn't wearing armor.

Martin removed the few remaining armors, and when he ran back, he was relieved to see Stark sitting in a concave cave holding a steel plate.

"Dr. Ethan...how could this be?"

Martin then noticed that this good man who saved the future Iron Man was still shot in the chest?
"I still want to take him back."

Martin shook his head helplessly.

Stark's eyes were moist, and he looked down at Dr. Ethan in a daze: "He said a few days ago that he will go home after going out to see his family."

Martin sighed: he had already seen it.

Sure enough, Stark continued in a low voice: "But he told me just now that his family members died long ago. In fact, this was his original plan."

Martin patted Stark on the shoulder: "He has long had the will to die, and he persisted until now for revenge. He should be happy to leave. We have already helped him avenge."

Stark stared at Dr. Ethan in a daze, without saying anything.

After a while, the gunfire outside gradually faded away.

Blonsky poked his head from the hole: "Martin? Huh? Mr. Stark is here too?!"

Then one by one, the fighters of Team Thunder came to the entrance of the cave.

"Captain? What did you say?"

"Mission completed?"

"Ha! Mr. Jin really found it!"

"The military searched one kilometer away last time and went back."

"They're really stupid."

The war is over.

The soldiers of Team Thunder didn't have the habit of cleaning the battlefield, but they were very interested in watching the excitement.

"Shut up! Who's going to see if that CIA Bob is still alive? And start the car! We're ready to go back!"

Bronski saw that Stark was not in a high mood, and turned around to arrange his men loudly.

After driving away most of the people, Bronski walked in, turned his head and looked at Martin: "That iron monster just now was you?"

Martin nodded, shook his head again, and pointed to Stark: "It's him, keep it secret."

Bronski raised his brows and made an OK gesture.

Stark looked up at Martin unexpectedly, and asked in a low voice, "You are really strange, is it because you are afraid of getting into trouble?"

Martin shrugged: "I'm not afraid of this kind of trouble, but it's better if I don't get into it. Oh, by the way, I brought you a suit. Don't forget to reimburse me later."

Stark looked down at his embarrassment, and scratched his hair angrily: "This damn Middle East is finally coming to an end!"

However, he didn't change his clothes immediately. Instead, he found a place and asked Martin to help him bury Dr. Ethan.

"I don't know if I should read a passage from the Qur'an, but..."

Stark's eyes were red, and he tilted his head awkwardly, looking at the pile of sand and stones in front of him: "I wish you and your family a happy reunion over there."

Martin saw a scene of Stark showing his true feelings.

It was probably the first time for this pampered, feasting playboy to bury someone with his own hands.

Back then, he didn't even bury his own father himself.

Inside the troop carrier back to town.

Bob from the CIA is still holding the computer, but instead of the laptop he came with, it is a bulky desktop case.

That is the monitor host of these terrorists, and there must be a lot of information in it.

Stark sat inside, turning his back to change his clothes.

Martin knew that this guy didn't want others to see the headlight on his chest, so he covered it up for him.

He looked at this guy buttoning up buttons one by one with a vicissitudes of life regardless of his hands full of sand and dirt, and he felt a little sympathetic.

After thinking about the plot for a while, I felt that I should tell him that Obadiah Stan was behind the scenes.

Already changed the plot a little bit, almost changed a little bit.

Anyway, Iron Overlord is still going to fail after all, it's better to be strangled to death by Iron Man earlier.

Just as Martin was about to speak, Stark grumbled: "Dude, look at your figure, the pants are almost cropped on my legs, but the shirt is empty, the fat on your stomach is so thick, no wonder you are invulnerable .”

Martin rolled his eyes and said, "Don't wear it if you don't like it!"

Stark turned around and tightened his tie: "It's better than those rag robes. Don't worry, I will definitely make you a pair of height-increasing shoes with my heart."

"Then I thank you!"

After Martin gritted his teeth, he suddenly forgot what he was going to say just now.

Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway.

(End of this chapter)