When Downey Wears a Tin Can [Comprehensive British and American]

For this earth invasion plan, the commander of the Eternal Race rebels came with the determination to win. For this reason, he even mobilized the garrison of the headquarters privately, because he knew exactly what failure meant.

Among the oaths of the Eternal Rebels, the most well-known oath is——

Rebels are never defeated.

It is an oath, but it is more like an order, because those who fail have only two fates, either they are killed on the battlefield, or they return to the headquarters to accept the exile of the rebel leader.

The commander who failed the last invasion plan had already been exiled to the Abyss, and this time he could not fail, especially half an hour before the start of the operation, he also got the news from the undercover agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. that the Avengers had left Manhattan.

It's like God is helping him.

He didn't pay attention to the group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and the only remaining researcher, the Avenger——

Come on, what can a weak researcher do?Even if you give him a gun, all he can do is commit suicide.

Before the big green guy yelled "You broke the Hulk's Little Mermaid" while grabbing seven or eight Eternal rebel cavalry with both hands, broke through their outer encirclement, and kicked the deputy commander's ribs by the way.

The rebel commander certainly thought so.

Just like Baron Zemo in the Hydra branch of the Rocky Mountains.

Come on, what's left of Tony Stark without his armor?Fighting with his dollars, brains, and Stark Enterprises CEO position?

Before the dark-haired, blue-eyed man punched his troop leader in the face, and the leader knocked the platoon to his left into collapsing dominoes in the process.

Baron Zemo thought so too.

He watched as the black-haired and blue-eyed new Avenger, after finishing off the little leader of his army with one punch, tore off the strip of cloth from the white coat with one hand and wrapped it around his fist leisurely, as if he was facing It's not thousands of heavily armed Hydra soldiers, but an extremely simple physical fitness test training.

Baron Zemo glanced at Downey who was blocked behind: "You hired a good bodyguard, Mr. Stark."

Downey, who was blocked by Tony Stark, shrugged: "He's not a bodyguard, actually—"

He is Tony Stark himself.

Of course Downey couldn't say the latter sentence, and Zemo certainly wouldn't give him a chance to continue.

He did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to open the space wormhole and send this group of elite troops back to Earth. The purpose was not to surround the two Iron Man and reminisce with them.

Although he didn't know what tricks the Avengers were trying to do this time, at least two steel armors were already in their hands, and it was only a matter of time before they cracked the technology.

The Hydra leader sitting on the suspension seat stretched out his hand and issued the first and last order: "I want to live, and there is more."

"Fix it quickly, don't let them affect General Cowling's plan."

Almost as soon as the words fell, Downey heard the sound of triggers being pulled uniformly around him. The well-trained Hydra soldiers in the back row raised their weapons, but in the blink of an eye, hundreds of black holes The muzzle was aimed at the two of them.

Downey said almost as soon as he saw the muzzle clearly: "Do you think the pattern on the muzzle of their muzzle looks familiar?"

Tony Stark: "Heimdall's Horn."

Heimdall's horn, if Downey remembers correctly, was the first batch of Stark first-class weapons that stopped production after he closed the Stark Enterprise munitions department.

It means that Hydra is now proficient in plagiarizing Stark's technology and lazy to the point where it doesn't even want to change the logo.

At the same time, the soldiers in the front row pulled out their sabers or daggers that were shining with black lightning and rushed towards them.

In a crowded space, the number of enemies is nearly a thousand times overwhelming. They have no weapons, no steel armor, and one of them has not received any combat training and does not have any physiological mutations. Their physical fitness is at best better than normal people. A little ordinary person.

The only good news is probably because the Heimdall Horn is too powerful, as long as Baron Zemo is not stupid, he probably will not choose to shoot at them at this time.

But even so, in the face of this huge encirclement, no matter what you think.

Their odds seemed zero.

but--

Probably because of the calmness of the back of the head of the man in front of him.

Downey looked at the soldiers getting closer and closer, and even had the mood to say something extra: "I remember those people in the comics would still breathe fire with their mouths after being injected with the Extremis virus?"

Obviously, compared to the man standing in front who punched a row of soldiers, the short man behind him was a better breakthrough point, so almost everyone set their targets on Downey for a while.

The speed at which the blade broke through the air was so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch it clearly, the black lightning crackled, and the ear-piercing sound of weapons clashing, those weapons that obviously came from the technology of the Eternal Rebels fell from the top of their heads——

Then he was swung away by a fist wrapped in white cloth.

No one knew how a fist wrapped in rags smashed those sharp weapons. By the time they reacted, Tony Stark had snatched a dagger from a soldier with one hand.

With his other free hand, he backhanded the soldier closest to Downey to the ground: "So you want to see it too?"

It is obviously inappropriate to talk about this given the tense level of the current situation. Downey pressed the strap on his wrist with one hand, and the spare armor energy stored inside was released instantly, and the effect was like a flaky bullet that bounced off directly. The second wave of enemies rushing to the left: "If that helps the current situation, although you may do it strangely, I mean—"

"You really do?"

Tony Stark: "No."

Downey: "I guess so." He pressed the switch of the air cannon again, "If the stored energy of the two watch straps is activated at the same time, I think we can blast a gap enough for two people to escape."

Tony Stark: "Mine is deciphering the source of signal interference here."

Downey: "How long?"

Tony Stark: "Ten minutes."

Downey: "Is this the longest I've ever heard?"

Tony Stark didn't speak.

The source of information blocked not only their signal with the armor, but also their signal with the smart steward, so this meant that while they were dealing with these soldiers, they had to be distracted by entering those complicated codes on the strap.

Simply put the blind typing technology to the extreme.

Downey glanced at the dense crowd of Hydra soldiers around him: "Do you think we can last until then?"

Tony Stark: "I can."

"Thank you." Downey rolled his eyes knowingly, "The energy reserve in my watch strap may not work."

It was the sound of another Hydra soldier who screamed because he couldn't bear the pain of the black electric light corroding his flesh after being scratched by a dagger.

There are no fancy movements, the man's every move is clean and neat, maybe not so ornamental, but every hit will definitely hit the place he wants to hit, the muscles in the white shirt are knotted due to the explosive force and tension Look, this is his habitual hand-to-hand combat method after receiving the Extremis virus injection. There is no skill at all, and he wins purely by relying on the virus in his body. After he stunned a soldier who wanted to attack him with his elbow, he subconsciously Made a combined punch closing movement.

Obviously, this action has been professionally trained.

Perhaps the Hydra present did not expect that, in their imagination, the new Iron Man, who could only beg for mercy after losing his steel armor, would suddenly show such an astonishing force value.

Baron Zemo looked at the two Avengers who resisted the attack of his soldiers for a short time, with an expression as if he was looking at a mouse in an experimental cage that would sooner or later be exhausted: "No one told me that the new Avengers can do this , your intelligence network should be updated, Rizrak."

The "Patrol Leader" who was standing beside Baron Zemo idly had a drink break: "Aren't all my intelligence agents dead?"

Baron Zemo sneered: "You killed it yourself."

Rizrak lowered his eyes: "Yes, I killed it myself."

on the other side of the battlefield.

As if aware of Tony Stark's hesitation, Downey spoke at the fastest speed in his life: "As I said, I have learned Wing Chun for nearly ten years, and I have also learned Sanda and Muay Thai."

Tony Stark glanced at his uncontrolled, progressively extending fist.

This feeling is very strange, familiar and unfamiliar, just like when he was acting before when he was dominated by instinct.

——This has nothing to do with ability.

A person's time is limited, even if Tony Stark is a genius, after he devotes most of his time to science, he is doomed to be unable to turn combat into a bone like those who have been trained since childhood. Instinct.

But it's different now.

Is it strange for a white American to play Wing Chun?

Before that, Downey was not easy to describe, because the master who taught him Wing Chun was actually an African-American, and he also graduated from Shaolin. He mentioned this more than once in interviews, and he himself didn’t seem to be in it. Which movie has played a relatively complete set of Wing Chun, but now it seems——

That's cool.

It’s still not a very eye-catching picture, probably because men don’t like those flashy styles of play by nature. Although this is different from Tony Stark, who in Downey’s impression, is high-profile no matter what he does, but I have to say .

This style of play is more suitable for someone he knows, this one from Tony Stark in the comics.

The sharp fists and feet, the alternate daggers between the two hands, each punch is like the sound of armor and flesh hitting bones.

There seemed to be only the continuous sound of falling to the ground and screams in my ears.

however--

Compared with escaping, although it seems that their situation is clearer at present, Downey feels that another word is actually more suitable to describe their current situation, that is.

Recalcitrant.

No matter how extraordinary the Extremis virus was, Tony Stark couldn't possibly have taken care of every detail, not to mention that among them was Robert Downey Jr., who was really not that good at fighting after he took off his armor.

Soon, black lightning covered his body, and the flesh cut by the blade quickly healed under the effect of the extremis virus, but the lightning would not disappear, it continued to corrode the man's body, coupled with the extremely dense fighting.

Just such a momentary slack, let the enemy see through the empty door.

Two soldiers broke through the defensive range behind Tony Stark, and while the air bomb on Downey's strap was still being loaded, they raised their weapons and slashed at them.

Out of the corner of his eye, Tony Stark saw Downey dodge the first blade sideways, and the second knife was about to fall on top of his head.

He didn't know how that was done.

At that moment, his speed was so fast that it even exceeded the indicator load of the Extremis virus.

He tore open the most flexible defensive chest shield of the soldier closest to him, which was also stolen from Stark Enterprises technology, pulled out the round metal steel piece inside and threw it directly.

The steel sheet rotated, and cut off the soldier's wrist with the belt and bone as easily as cutting tofu. The knife, which was only a few tenths of a centimeter away from the center of Downey's eyebrows, fell to the ground with a bang, and warm blood splashed on his face. The smell rushed into the lungs along the nose.

Escape from death is only a matter of a moment.

The air cannon that had finished filling fired out to both sides again, blasting away the enemies who rushed up, and at the same time buying them a few seconds to breathe.

Downey felt that he was short of breath, which was probably the reaction of everyone who escaped death. He subconsciously twisted his neck to look for traces of Tony Stark in the crowd, and then met those blue eyes. I froze for a moment.

Tony Stark was also looking at him, as if to confirm his safety, and the black long knife that fell to the ground just now was separated between the two.

The nervousness in the blue eyes was like Tony Stark's own head was about to be split open by the knife just now.

Tony Stark refused to think about what would have happened to Downey if he hadn't thrown that steel sheet just now. He felt that the Extremis virus in his body that had been calm for more than a month seemed to be restless again at this moment: "You said you learned He has practiced Wing Chun for ten years, and he is also proficient in Sanda, Muay Thai and Chinese Kung Fu."

Downey licked the corner of his mouth, and he expected a disgusting smell of blood: "You know very well that you taught me that only for acting and physical fitness, and my teacher's task is not to kill me."

Tony Stark had blue veins on his forehead: "Then you should just hide from me—"

Downey: "I need a dagger."

He glanced at the long knife on the ground, and looked back at Tony Stark after quickly estimating the weight of the knife.

His brown eyes lit up as if he had just had an idea.

Before Tony Stark was about to throw the dagger in his hand, Downey said, "When I give you the signal."

□□The short-lived air wall formed after the shot disappeared, and the Hydra soldiers who were knocked to the ground and stood behind them swarmed up again, and Tony Stark had to rejoin the wheel battle.

Downey could clearly hear the gnashing of teeth in the man's tone: "You'd better keep yourself safe before you speak."

Downey: "Of course, of course I can, I thought of a good way, I mean besides struggling we can actually—"

No matter how the Extremis virus is beyond ordinary people, Tony Stark doesn't have two eyes on the back of his head.

After figuring out the defensive mode of the two of them, three more soldiers attacked while Downey was reloading.

Then they heard.

"I surrender."

Hydra soldier: "???"

As if he was afraid that these people would not be able to hear clearly in the chaos, Downey repeated even louder: "I surrender."

When the voice fell, the three knives were less than half a fist away from Downey's head, and the speed was so fast that no one knew whether they could retract the knives before Downey's head fell to the ground, so before that, two more A piece of steel cut off the wrists of the two soldiers, accompanied by two screams.

The Hydra soldier who had almost retracted the knife behind the two of them widened his eyes when he saw this, and there seemed to be only one sentence written in his eyes.

You swindle surrender? ? ?

Downey spread his hands, "Sorry, my companion is only worried about my safety."

The soldier glanced at the other two soldiers who fell to the ground in pain, raised his knife again in surprise, and finally seemed to have a better instinct, and he was about to slash it down again.

"I bet—" Downey straightened his back and stood there without moving, "You dare not really cut me."

The blade finally landed on top of Downey's head.

Donnie was right.

He really didn't dare.

Zemo gave the order to capture alive, but none of them dared.

The result of avoiding being beheaded by a knife was that his hands were roughly cut back by the soldiers. The force was so strong that for a moment Downey even felt that his hand bones might be crushed.

"You'd better be honest, richest man!"

"I also advise you to be careful, soldier." Donnie said without any sense of being captured, "If you crush a bone, it will take a long time to heal the injury. Don't forget that you Baron arrested me and wanted me to die He does some technical work."

The strength on the wrist really became much smaller.

He looked at Tony Stark, and the moment he said surrender, even though he didn't know what he was going to do, the man chose to stop his resistance.

Those soldiers knew better than anyone how dangerous he was, so Tony Stark didn't get the same treatment as Downey. He was pushed to the ground with his hands face down by the swarming soldiers, with three knees He pressed his right shoulder hard to prevent him from moving, and someone pressed the back of his head with the butt of a gun to try to prevent him from raising his head.

But obviously, this is the bottom line after Tony Stark surrendered.

No one could make him lower his head, those eyes looked straight over, and there seemed to be written in the blue pupils:

What's next?

Downey couldn't help squinting his eyes - he knew very well that it wasn't suitable to laugh in this situation, so he held back.

He had to admit.

This feeling of being trusted wholeheartedly, even beyond life——

Too good to swell.

"A smart person always knows how to get the most favorable treatment from the enemy." Downey looked at Baron Zemo again, "Do we need to talk, Baron?"

Baron Zemo looked at the rapidly deteriorating battle situation, and reached out to dust off the non-existent dust on the suit: "I don't know what tricks you want to play, Mr. Stark, I can only tell you in advance that it is useless." He paused for a moment, then laughed, "The discussion of the plan you were planning to delay was so loud that Yuan's Red Skull in outer space could hear it."

"Of course, this may also be another trick of yours. Avengers are always so cunning, and you are probably the most cunning one among them."

Downey raised his eyebrows, trying his best to ignore the clue that "the Red Skull is not on Earth now": "I think I should return this sentence to you intact, Baron."

The baron didn't speak, he reached out and swiped the air, the green gemstone on the thumb ring flashed, and then a door opened behind him.

Inside the door is an endless void, and a Rosen Bridge that leads to nowhere.

Obviously, after 30 years of dealing with the Eternal Rebels, they have successfully gained the trust of the rebels and mastered this new technology for traveling through space.

The surrounding troops began to move, and it could be seen that Baron Zemo was very cautious, even if he was as proud as he was, he controlled the suspension seat to make way for a passage.Surrounded by soldiers, he watched Downey and Tony Stark being escorted to that exit by other soldiers.

If he is taken to outer space, Downey is sure to save his life, but escape has really become a fantasy.

Downey glanced at Tony Stark.

Take a deep breath.

three.

two.

one--

"dagger!"

All the energy in the strap was released in an instant, and the huge energy airflow overturned everyone around including Tony Stark. The only one who broke through the air and came in the direction of Downey against the energy was Tony Stark who was diffused by the airflow. The dagger thrown with all his strength at the last moment.

With all the power in the strap, it's pretty much a gamble with everything on it.

Fortunately, Downey's luck has always been good.

The soldier in front of him was overturned, and he easily stopped in front of Baron Zemo with the remaining momentum, and the dagger turned beautifully in the palm of his hand-this is what he practiced for a long time to make a movie.

The blade with black electric light stuck to Baron Zemo's neck.

"Now we can have a good talk, Baron."

The turbulent airflow created a storm in the room, Downey almost leaned on the wall to stand still.

Baron Zemo was blown so that his back was pressed against the back of the floating seat. He looked at the blown collar and frowned dissatisfiedly: "You really think so?"

Donnie froze for a moment.

The next moment, there was a strange fluctuation in the surrounding space. Someone broke through the surrounding wind and stopped beside him like a ghost. The cold tip of the barbed knife stopped in front of Downey's neck and cut open the skin. , A string of thin and dense blood beads emerged.

The man's voice was as cold as a snake: "I advise you to put down your weapons, Avenger."

viper.

Mei's deadly enemy, the only woman among the top ten Hydra agents.

The surrounding airflow gradually calmed down, and the situation was stalemate here. Tony Stark wanted to rush over immediately after getting up, but was stopped by more soldiers.

"Comeon." Downey slowly tightened his grip on the dagger, "I don't believe I'm so unlucky."

Baron Zemo showed a determined smile. He twirled the ring on his thumb and was about to speak.

A drunken voice interrupted him.

"You are indeed lucky."

This voice attracted everyone's attention, and Downey subconsciously glanced at the source of the sound.

I saw the lumberjack, who was wearing the uniform of the patrol soldier leader, with medals of honor on his arms, and who seemed to be born with a hunchback, slowly raised his hands——

Chainsaw?

After the black chain was energized, it turned and stopped in front of the Viper's neck.

"It's you who should put down your weapon, Viper."