Los Angeles Air Force Base.

In order to take off the armor from him, Rhodes and others spent several hours scratching their heads with countless senior technicians. They finally found the operating instructions in the armor's intelligent system.

I don't know if this model was designed earlier or because of Stark's personal bad taste. In short, the Mark 2 armor is not equipped with portable toilets and filtering devices.

It had been more than ten hours since last night, and Rhodes's face was almost purple from holding back, so as soon as he got out of his armor, he sprinted towards the toilet at an unprecedented speed.

Next, they will also upgrade the military version of the armor to make it more suitable for future military missions, and also to make up for the single defect of the Mark 2 weapon system.

For this reason, the military has contacted Hammer Company, which is also an arms tycoon, and asked them to provide the corresponding transformation needs. After all, they have some experience in imitating steel battle suits. Although the success is hard to bear, it is still necessary to make some matching weapons. No problem.

After everyone worked together to place the armor on the operating table, they followed the instructions to remove part of the armor's shell. Then Rhodes carefully removed the reactor from the chest of the armor.

"Is this their source of energy?" the assistant on the side couldn't help but ask.

"Major, this is not a scientific experiment, just concentrate on loading the weapons, okay?" Rhodes said sternly, and then gently put the reactor into the box on the side. Rhodes is a lieutenant colonel, the previous text has been changed to

"Yes, sir."

As soon as the assistant finished speaking, he heard Hammer's excited cry not far away: "Wow, wow, today is my birthday, isn't it? What did you do? Is this what I want?"

Hammer said as he came to the armor and took a closer look at the thing he had dreamed of.

"Yes, I want to know what you can do for us." Rhodes crossed his arms in front of his chest and went straight to the topic, obviously not having any reason to say anything more to Hammer.

Although Rhodes snatched Stark's armor, he still regarded him as his best friend in his heart. However, the Hammer in front of him was not friendly to Stark, and Rhodes naturally had no good impression of him.

"What do I want to do for you?" Hammer took a sip of the lollipop and thought for a moment: "I want to upgrade your software first, so, secondly, I think it should"

"That's not what I'm talking about." Rhodes interrupted Hammer directly, looking a little impatient, and continued: "I'm talking about firepower."

"Then you've found the right person." Hammer bit the lollipop into pieces, called to his subordinates to get all the equipment, then put on his gloves and started selling in person.

"Claridge's high-tech semi-automatic pistol, nine millimeter bullets." Turning to look at the expressionless Rhodes, Hammer said again: "Is it too bad? I agree."

Then he picked up another weapon: "4 shotguns, manually loaded, each magazine has no bullets. You are not a hunter."

Rhodes continued to remain expressionless. This is actually a trick he learned from his seniors in the military procurement department. If you don’t know what to say during a transaction or negotiation, then don’t say anything, just do nothing and watch. Just follow the other party.

Rhodes obviously kept his senior's instructions in mind and worked hard to practice them.

"This is an fn2000 assault rifle made in Belgium. Belgians are not only good at making waffles. It's great, but you still don't seem satisfied."

"This is a mm caliber grenade gun. It seems you are very demanding."

Putting another weapon aside, Rhodes looked at the two and said, "Let me tell you one thing, size is very important, don't believe women say it's not important."

Then he took out a popular weapon from the weapon box: "This is a 34 machine gun with six independent barrels. One shot can make your worries disappear."

However, Rhodes still looked expressionless and indifferent, so Hanmer had to take out his treasure at the bottom of the box.

"These are my top-quality Cuban cigars, Cohiba and Montecristo." Hammer held a small box with both hands and took out a cigar-sized missile. "This is a kinetic energy tracking missile with a triple armor ring attached." Trinitroamine explosive is enough to blow up a bunker and bunkers hidden underneath. If it is smarter, it will write its own book, which is definitely more obscure than Ulysses, and it will also read it to you by itself.

This is my Eiffel Tower, my Rachmaninov's Third Symphony, my classic, elegant in shape, so beautiful that it can burn any building to the ground. I call it my ex-wife. "

"This is my best weapon." Rhodes sighed and said, "Do you want to bother giving me a hint? You are like a sphinx. I can't solve this mystery."

"I want it."

"which one"

"All."

Since Stark was caught by Fury in the dessert shop that day, he has been kept at the cliff villa by SHIELD people. In addition, Fury also left him a box containing the belongings of his father Howard Stark. relic.

And Stark also learned from Fury that his father turned out to be one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D., which is a bit surprising.

In the next few days, Stark has been studying Howard's relics, hoping to solve something he doesn't know what it is.

Just when he was at a loss, he finally found something different in the video tape left by Howard. He had a vague feeling that the answer he wanted might be hidden in the city model in the video.

Now, Stark needs to escape from the villa and go to the company to get the model back.

Although if you just talk to the SHIELD people about this, they will help, but it would be too boring and Stark also wants to see Pepper.

Although Natasha had cut off all means of communication with the outside world, it was easy for Stark to reestablish communications without being discovered.

Stark took a communication device that he assembled casually, connected it to the computer, and started typing on the keyboard. .

He originally wanted to directly hack into Qin Shou's mobile phone, but he found that it was protected by a powerful firewall. It was not impossible to hack into it, but it was too troublesome and he couldn't do it in half a day.

So Stark simply called Qin Shou.

"Hey, Qin, I need your help now. I'm under house arrest in the villa by SHIELD people."

"Stark, please let me rescue you, okay? I'll go as soon as I get off class."

"Why, after class, I'll tell you hello?"

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Stark helplessly covered his forehead.

At the same time, Qin Shou was in the circular classroom, being swept around by the teacher's sharp eyes, and his bright forehead wrinkled slightly, hinting at anger.

It stands to reason that if you make a phone call during class, as long as the volume is not too loud, it will be fine. But for some reason, this old teacher has always been more strict with Qin Shou recently.

It can't be said that it's aimed at, but it's more about attention. After all, a student who always skips classes, is sloppy in daily life and can always get high marks in the exam, it is inevitable that he will attract attention.

To be continued

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