The Witch's Bodyguard [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

The time was gradually approaching the delivery zero promised by Stark yesterday, and the hours of extreme silence foreshadowed the harbinger of a storm. The three of them were busy making final preparations, and even the injured Ma Linglong helped to clean up the scattered places. obstacles, so that their actions can be unimpeded later.

Ma Linglong felt pain in the back of her hand from time to time. She grinned and continued to work despite the burning burns.

Stark's "Mark" armor has not yet reached the time when the designer thought it could be used on the battlefield. There are many internal details that need to be strengthened and improved, but Stark has no extra time to perfect this equipment, and it can't even be as good as before. After repeated testing and then used in actual combat, they must put all their eggs in one basket tonight.

Stark destroyed three cameras in the house, and the enemy's monitoring room had flickered screens and snowflakes since an hour ago. They all thought their screens were broken and were rushing to repair them.Ma Linglong has no idea how Stark did it. What he uses is a brick computer that has been eliminated for more than ten years. The bytes on it are still the most original settings, but Stark is It worked.

Magical than magic.

The remaining camera can only barely allow the watchers to see a very remote corner of the house, and occasionally Ethan and Ma Linglong will let themselves appear in the camera to show that they are still busy.

Stark wrapped his hands with bandages and put on thick gloves for work. The leather material can effectively prevent the overheated launcher from burning his fingers.Ethan put together those bulky metal armors for him. They were composed of multiple parts, and they were originally mixed in the pile of waste parts in the house. This kind of concealment was ingenious and clever, and Raza and his accomplices could not see the inside of the house at all. It also hides a treasure even more unparalleled in the world than the Jericho missile.

Everything is going on silently.

However, the wearing process of the armor is very cumbersome. In order to hide every part of the body in the armor, Stark has considered the parts from head to toe, including the toes. Ethan spent several hours helping him put them on his body piece by piece. Stitching, the upper body was finally assembled a few minutes ago.

Now, Stark stood in the armor, bearing the weight of the steel, supported by the upright bed board, hooking the edge of the bed board with his hands so that he could keep standing before the armor was activated.The smell of motor oil and metal scrambled up his nostrils, but he found it more invigorating than last night's Swiss chocolate.

The armor is surrounded by lines of various colors, all of which are connected to a power source, which is the only place that can provide kinetic energy for this super weapon.

"You're very good at coaxing children, Tony." Ethan was referring to last night when Stark tricked Ma Linglong into sleeping with sugar, and he put iron sheets on Stark's legs.

"I learned from others." Stark took turns loosening the arms that gripped the bed board, and repeated the grasping motion with the palms, so as to ensure that the mechanical arms could be used smoothly on the battlefield.

"Those admirers of yours?" Ethan's expression was very euphemistic, he meant Stark's bed partner.

"Help me adjust the height of my arm, yes, that's the place, I feel a little stuck." Stark directed Ethan, and then said, "No, it's my godmother, her name is Hannah. She likes to give I tell fairy tales, and she believes in Santa Claus more than I do."

"Do you have a godmother?" Ethan is very familiar with that name, but he pretended to be surprised when he heard it for the first time. It is precisely because of Hannah that Ma Linglong will appear in this place to share with him: "I have never heard of it." Tony Stark has a godmother, it seems that there is no such item in your information?"

"Indeed, she is very low-key, she doesn't even like to take pictures, she..." Stark paused, "She has passed away."

"I'm sorry." Ethan said.

"It's okay, it was a long time ago."

Ethan squatted down and began to check the fit of the armor from head to toe. This iron body was the only bargaining chip they had left, and it could withstand the blow.

"Nasin, Nasin, it's alright, don't worry about the little bastards on the ground, I won't be tripped by them, come quickly." In the hands of a month old, he has never trusted others so much.He is very happy, even though he understands that he shouldn't appear happy at this time, he should be nervous and ready for the battle, "Okay, kid." He looked at Ma Linglong and said, "I repeat just now we plan and escape route, you..."

"I remember it very clearly." Ma Linglong said.

Stark blinked and said with some disappointment: "Well, smart girls don't need men, I know." He turned to Ethan and said, "Protect her, protect yourself."

Ethan didn't answer Stark, but said to Ma Linglong, "Stark left it to you."

So, Stark laughed: "Yes, I'll leave it to you, Nashin, you have to take care of me." He thought Ethan was joking with a child.

"I know." Ma Linglong responded, facing Ethan.

"Relax, don't be so serious." Stark smiled, "Ethan, you put too much pressure on her, you joked with this expression, a child would take it seriously."

Ma Linglong's pressure did come from Ethan. She knew that Ethan would die today, but she couldn't change the fact she knew a long time ago, and Ethan regarded death as home, and had no intention of rebelling against the ending.

"It's okay, Stark, she can withstand blows." Ethan looked at Ma Linglong, hesitant to speak, "All blows."

Ma Linglong shook her head slightly at him, even though she had lost a lot, it didn't mean that Ethan was right.

The terrorists' angry reprimands came from outside the door, as if they wanted the people in the house to stand where they could see them at a glance, but who knows, no one understood the language they spoke.Even Ethan could only roughly judge that the other party should speak Hungarian, and Ma Linglong and Stark couldn't understand it, they were just guessing.Ethan responded casually. It was a foul language in Hungarian, which was equivalent to "Go to hell."

The enemy arrived earlier than expected, because they couldn't repair the monitors. The extremist Ma Linglong, both of whom were holding heavy machine guns, was already familiar with them, and they usually squatted outside the door.

The two yelled for a while and then planned to break in. Ma Linglong guessed that this must have something to do with Raza. He mixed among Muggles and possessed a lot of Muggle skills and power.He must have noticed the problem with the monitor, so he sent someone over to check the situation, because he couldn't make sure through the screen whether the monitor in the bridal chamber was intact.

A loud noise startled Ma Linglong, and the gunpowder kicked up sand and gravel and blew it towards him with a strong wind.

In order to prevent being disturbed by intruders, Stark had already prepared. He installed a simple bomb on the closed part of the iron door. Once someone opened the iron door from the outside, the device would detonate gunpowder, which was equivalent to five German landmines.

"How?" Stark couldn't see anything, his back was to the door.

"It works very well." Even Ethan was stunned. He didn't expect that the bomb that Stark assembled would be so powerful. "You are simply a genius."

"That's what everyone says about me."

Ma Linglong wanted to run over to get the gun, but Ethan stopped her: "Don't go to Linglong, let's take care of this first."

"What did you call her just now?" Stark was keenly aware of Ethan's inadvertence.

"I'll talk about that later." Ethan neither intends to hide it, nor does he intend to disclose the truth now. More extremists will arrive one after another, and the simple bomb is already their last line of defense.As a matter of urgency, Ethan knew he had to gain momentum for the mega-big Mac, and if it couldn't be fully charged before the enemy hordes arrived, all efforts would be thwarted.

"Ethan, go to the computer, Nassin, you take over his job, fix every hex bolt for me, you know how to do it, right?" Stark guessed that Nassin's real name might be Ethan just now He didn't hear the one that blurted out very clearly, unlike the English pronunciation, but the current focus really shouldn't be entangled in this.

Stark led his temporary assistants, strategizing like a general in armor, "Press F11, tell me when you see the progress bar." He said hurriedly to Ethan.

"Yes, I see, continue, continue." Ethan admired Stark's consistent mood, especially when he faced this computer that should have been eliminated in the last century, Stark used It programmed a complex startup routine to charge the armor, and still did it in a fraction of the time.

The sound of footsteps came from the tunnel of the cave into the cave room. There were so many people that all three of them could hear it.

"They're coming." Ethan anxiously tapped the small squares on the keyboard.

"It's in time, there's enough time." Stark knew that the time might not be enough, the computer system was too backward, and he had tried his best to debug it to the highest computing level, "Hide in the house later and don't leave, I'll take care of it Those bastards outside will come back and take you out."

Ethan glanced at the medicine pot in the corner. Inside was an extremely powerful potion. As long as the lid was lifted, everything in the base would eventually be wiped out.He looked at the computer screen again, the progress bar was crawling forward at a slow speed, in fact, for such a computer, its speed was already very fast: "Hey." He turned his head and stared at Stark, that The pair of hopeful pupils printed his shadow, "I'll buy you time."

"According to the plan!" Stark roared tremblingly. He really wanted to jump out of the armor and stuff Ethan in. He damn well knew what he was going to do. "Don't do anything stupid, our plan is perfect."

"Wish me luck."

Ma Linglong threw away the drill in her hand, and desperately grabbed Ethan's cuff: "Stay here."

"I'm here for this, and you're here for him." Ethan said without hesitation, "Now that you have him, I have to fight for mine." He peeled off Ma Linglong's fingers from his cuff, "You know the meaning of death better than I do. It's not terrible. We'll meet again."

"Ethan, what are you talking about?" Stark felt as if he was listening to a text with a special code. He could understand the meaning of each word, but he had no idea what he was talking about.He twisted his neck to look at Ethan, but there was a metal plate on his side, and he shook his body, eager to express his opinion, "We agreed to go to New York together, didn't we, I lack people like you Right-hand man, I need you, Ethan!"

"Tony, she will be your right-hand man. You will find that she is more suitable than me, and you will like her." Ethan pointed to the armor and said to Ma Linglong, "Linglong, you have to deal with the matter in hand quickly." It's time to finish, you are his only helper now, and I don't have much time to buy."

Ethan broke free from Ma Linglong's restraint, and ran quickly to the place where the iron gate had been blown away by the bomb. There were two corpses lying there. He picked up one of the guns hanging on the chest of the corpses, without looking back. rushed out.The slender figure disappeared from Ma Linglong's eyes, and the noise of machine gun fire immediately resounded throughout the cave.

Once he left, there was no turning back, and the enemy would kill him without hesitation.

A few minutes later, Ma Linglong finally checked Stark one last time, making sure that this huge iron sheet was invincible.During this period, no one said a word, and the silent bridal chamber formed a sharp contrast with the gunfire not far away.

"Nashin... no, you may not be called that name, but it doesn't matter." Stark said quickly, "Now, you hide under the table, and when I come back to pick you up, you will listen to me? If You say yes, and I promise to give you lots of chocolate."

Ma Linglong nodded, but did not answer, she would not easily answer the promise of yes or no.She looked out of the cave, and the gunshots were accompanied by the flickering fire. She didn't know whether it was from the gun in Ethan's hand or the enemy's.

"I know you are worried about him, and so am I." Stark said with a smile, he tried to make himself look less angry, but Ma Linglong saw his eyes frosted, "Okay." He said, The progress bar was almost full, "Stand back, chocolate sweetheart, the real carnival will come next." In the last sentence, he didn't even have the pretended laughter, and Stark's voice was almost flat cold blooded.

The author has something to say: Since everyone doesn't want Ethan to die, and the author has to follow the original movie to let him die, I will let him come back, in another form.