Marvel's Great Old Ones

Time was running out, and the bald man asked to see the assembled missiles tomorrow. According to those guys' schedule, he would have to at least finish assembling and putting on the armor before morning.

Time was running out, and Stark knocked on the armor parts in his hands as if he were a robot. With the help of Ethan, he assembled the armor in the blind surveillance area of ​​the cave.

Time was short, and there were many less important parts of the armor that were not completely welded. We just wanted to be able to assemble them tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Stark quickly put on the armor with the help of Ethan. Ethan would have to transfer the control program and data to the armor processor later. Time waits for no one, and those guys may find out at any time. If you rush in with a gun, all your efforts will be in vain.

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monitoring room.

Baldhead was waiting in the control room early in the morning. Later he would get the Stark Group's latest killer weapon, the Jericho missile.

As long as he gets the Jericho missile, he can completely dominate the situation in the Gulf War in Afghanistan and rule this land with backward military and vast territory.

Thinking of the scene of him leading people on the battlefield, the bald head's eyes shone slightly.

By then, my status in the Ten Rings Gang will definitely rise sharply, and I will even be able to meet the legendary master.

Thinking of the extraordinary legends and magic in the Ten Rings Gang, the bald head trembled, and everything suddenly felt boring.

"Where's Tony Stark?" Looking at the monitor, the bald man frowned and suddenly realized something was wrong. Tony Stark was no longer in the monitor.

"He was still here just now!" The subordinate sitting next to him quickly stood up.

"Go find him!" Baldhead ordered with an ugly face and suppressed anger.

"quick!"

"Go after him!"

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The subordinates present quickly took their guns and rushed to the cave where the two Starks were.

The bald man lowered his body and looked at the surveillance camera with a sullen face, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ethan! Ethan! Stark!"

The small window on the iron door was opened, and a guard looked inside through the small hole, trying to see clearly what was going on inside.

The light in the cave was a little dim, and you could only vaguely see a figure bending over and fiddling with something inside. From time to time, there would be the sound of welding.

"Reply quickly, reply quickly, say anything." Stark's body was trapped in the armor, urging Ethan.

"He speaks Hungarian, which I can't speak." Ethan answered while working methodically in his hands, looking up.

"You have to say it even if you don't!" Stark was a little helpless. He had to hold those guys back now, otherwise those guys would see what was going on at the scene if they were already driving.

The armor that has not yet been officially activated is just an iron coffin, completely powerless to resist.

Ethan had no choice but to talk nonsense to the guy who was shouting.

"Come out quickly! Come out quickly and let me see you, or else I'll make you look good!" the caller roared loudly.

Seeing that after shouting for a long time, Ethan and Stark were still not seen, several guards looked at each other and began to pull the iron door hard.

Inside the iron door that the guards could not see, Stark taped a bundle of bombs with tape. As the guards pulled on the door, the bombs exploded.

A loud bang resounded through the sealed cave tunnel, the guard in front of the door was swallowed up by the exploding fireworks, and the monitoring of the cave where Ethan and Stark were in the monitoring room instantly turned into snowflakes.

"Escaped! Chase, hurry! Hurry!" The bald man who had been staying in the monitoring room became anxious and called his men repeatedly to intercept him.

"Start the power program first, press F1, and tell me when you see the progress bar."

In the cave, Stark directed Ethan to activate the armor. The progress bar slowly flowed and time passed slowly. Now he was completely competing with the God of Death for time.

The guards thought that Ethan and Stark had broken through the door and had now entered the tunnel, but they did not expect that the goal of the two men was not such a reckless escape.

The guards are still checking the tunnel outside, but time is running out. The base is fully mobilized. The tunnel will be checked out soon, and those people will search here.

In the cave, the progress bar on the computer was still slowly moving. Stark and Ethan were sweating profusely. The voices of those guys could already be heard outside.

The situation was so anxious that Stark could even hear his own rapid heartbeat. If the palladium metal nuclear reactor with a blue glow on his chest was not still working, he would have been killed by the tiny shrapnel.

For Tony Stark, this kind of extreme challenge-like heartbeat and adrenaline secretion is an unprecedented experience.

But this is a company where he can dominate by donating billions of dollars to such activities.

Not in a chaotic and vulgar place like this where bullets and bullets are everywhere and you'll get cold if you're not careful.

The shouts of the guards were getting closer and closer. Stark and Ethan were like two small fishes in a net. Sooner or later they would be caught by this increasingly dense net.

The only chance for the two of them now is to see if they can have enough power to tear the fishing net and kill the fisherman before they are caught in the fishing net.

The footsteps and shouts were like urging drums, becoming more and more urgent and clearly transmitted to the two nervous people.

The most fatal thing at the moment is that the progress bar is still creeping forward at a speed that makes people vomit blood.

Ethan suddenly stood up, thinking about walking out of the cave, and picked up the gun on the ground.

"Hey, Ethan, what are you doing!" Stark called Ethan hurriedly, but his body was still trapped in the armor.

"I'll cover you and buy you time!" Ethan didn't look back, holding a gun in his hand. The scholar's thin body gave off the majestic feeling of a warrior.

"Hey, Ethan, come back and act as planned, Ethan!" Stark struggled hard in the armor, but he couldn't do anything about the welded armor.

"Ethan!"

The progress bar in the computer was just halfway through. Stark's eyes were slightly wet and he looked very painful and weak.

Ethan started trotting, turned around and disappeared around the corner of the tunnel, and then a rapid and fierce gunshot came from outside.

"Hurry up!"

The guards outside were drawn in another direction by the sudden gunshots.

In a blink of an eye, the guard met Ethan who was holding a gun and firing at the top of the tunnel without thinking. Under the dim light, he saw the muzzle flash. Still in the crowded tunnel, a group of murderers were chased everywhere by Ethan.

Unfortunately, love is found around the corner!

Looking at the dozen or so bullet holes pointing at him at some corners of the wide tunnel, Ethan was stunned for a moment.

Click click!

The gunfire rang out, and Ethan didn't even struggle, just lying on the ground.

"Only Ethan and Stark are still inside, continue to investigate!"

Seeing that only Ethan appeared, the team leader led the people and ran towards the place where Ethan came from.

After a while, all the people in the tunnel had gone away, and rustling sounds could be heard.

Blood was pouring from Ethan's chest, and the light in his eyes quickly disappeared.

This is reality, and we are not really filming a movie. If you are shot, you have to wait for the protagonist to come and stir things up before dying.

Underground where Ethan was lying, and on the surrounding rock walls, slender black tentacles broke through the rock formations, grew out from unknown places, and extended into Ethan's body. An indescribable change also occurred.

In the cave, the progress bar finally reached the end, and the steel armor stood upright amidst the roar.

The killing begins...