Chapter 221 Fireworks

The outer skeleton of the Stark Tower unfolded amidst the roar, and the mesh structure supporting the triangular tower shrank back. The cylindrical metal skeleton shell opened, and the main support structure popped up inside. The gun barrel fit and embedded, and the shell unfolded layer by layer. Get armed.

Countless identical processes are repeated over and over again. The metallic brilliance is like sunlight floating on the sea, and the delicate steel skeleton is like a fish floating on the surface of the sea. In just a few seconds, the entire Stark Tower unfolds and evolves from top to bottom. Countless turrets and weapons poured out.

After all the small turrets on the top floor were deployed, a row of launchers rose between the two metal pillars at the top of the triangular tower, and then turned around amid the buzzing, aiming at the two parties in the stalemate.

"Defense protocol activated, standard defense measures deployed, locking in progress...locking completed...prepared..."

Over the layers of hard metal and the perfectly matched inner structure, the levers are tilted, the gears rotate, the energy is conducted along the lines, preheated, the firing pin trembles, the primary barrel and the secondary barrel bloom like flower bags. On the muzzle, light came.

A rain of fire poured down. The Stark mecha troops led by War Machine Rhodes took off, evacuated, and cross-covered in an orderly manner. The Hammer mecha troops led by Justin Hanmo fully demonstrated what "headless" means. fly".

The moment he wanted to take off, half of the hundreds of mechas were defeated by the violent rain of light and fire.

The fragments carrying thick smoke fell to the ground. After rolling a few times, they swayed twice and completely turned into powder.

Everyone who was brought to the safety floor of Stark Tower saw a missile catching up with a mecha with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. After the violent explosion, countless fragments fell.

Then hundreds of smoke-emitting missiles passed by, screaming like evil spirits in the dark night. Everyone behind the glass curtain wall was silhouetted by the violent explosion of fire. They looked up and saw New York City. Fireworks blooming on a blank day.

Hammer thought that today's scene would be a robot battle, but it turned out that ground-to-air missiles and comprehensive ground-to-air fire coverage were the best weapons against these mechas.

Stark, who has experienced the coming of the mechanical master, no longer wants to fight in hand-to-hand combat with any enemy.

Iron Man now believes that that kind of combat method is an insult to machinery. In the torrent of steel, every enemy should have a death method that is most suitable for him, just like the ultimate goal pursued by industry and machinery, calmness and precision. , sufficient firepower.

The real Iron Man can destroy his enemies in thousands of ways, by having them dismantled, shattered, exploding into fireworks, and burning to ashes, but none of these ways should include turning on the phone. A rushes forward and shakes fists with the opponent.

Obadiah stood behind the glass wall of his office and looked out. Stark was floating in the air. As he waved his arms, the missiles were like a swarm of sharks chasing prey. Justin's mecha troops were being chased and fled. Under the high-intensity firepower coverage, Justin and Whiplash couldn't even find a chance to get close to Stark.

He thought of Stark who was fighting with the mecha driven by General Johnson. At that time, Stark was forced to be very embarrassed and even seriously injured. But now, the support structures on both sides of the glass curtain wall are all layered. Fortress, the fire of bullets made Obadiah unable to see the situation outside.

Obadiah lowered his head, lit a cigarette for himself, then picked up the phone. Before the call was connected, he murmured to himself: "It seems that your son has finally enlightened..."

When Stark's astonishing firepower was fully deployed, the military helicopters arrived, but they did not dare to approach the fire coverage area at all. Even the advanced mecha driven by Justin collapsed under such ferocious fire coverage. , it is impossible for armed helicopters to resist this offensive.

But the problem they faced was that after the entire Stark Building was converted into a cluster turret, the area covered by firepower was a bit too large. They couldn't even talk to Stark face to face and could only shoot him from a distance. Telephone.

The first voice that sounded from Stark's mecha was Obadiah's voice. He heard his uncle say calmly: "Soon, the military's call will be connected to you. Those who were sent out by you The benefits must be recovered, do as I say..."

Two minutes later, Rhodes' voice came from Stark's mecha: "The military has requested negotiation. Do you want to connect the line?"

"Refuse to connect, you take the mecha armed forces to kill the few that have not been smashed and slipped through the net, and ensure that except for Justin and Yin Fan's own mecha, they no longer have any armed forces,"

"Received, Zizi..."

Two minutes later, Jarvis's voice sounded: "The scan results are being confirmed...the threat has been completely eliminated, the fire coverage is shrinking, and military communications have been connected..."

Before the person on the other side could speak, Stark said, "Send a helicopter over and we'll have an interview."

Looking at the countless turrets that had not been retracted on the Stark Tower, the military contact said: "We can't go there, please leave your fire coverage, and then..."

"Leave my fire coverage?" Stark's tone was somewhat mocking: "Do you have any new moon landing plans recently?"

"Both - all -" a busy tone came from the military communication, and soon Stark heard an older voice: "In ten minutes, we will send people to Stark Tower for negotiations... "

Under the watchful eye of a military helicopter, Stark landed slowly. He put away the mecha covering his body, and then walked back into the building.

Soon, the turrets on the Stark Building gradually retracted, and the flow of people released from the security layer gushed out of the narrow door like a flood.

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As the sky darkened, the huge school of fish gradually split up and returned to where they should go, and lights lit up one after another between the buildings.

Tonight, New York is brightly lit and sleepless.

In the buildings of the Global Times, the Daily Bugle, and the New York Daily, countless people were busy working from the windows, and photos were sent to the printers. Newspapers flew out of the printing factory, like butterflies, flapping their wings in the sky above New York, drawing smooth arcs.

The newspaper employees who worked overtime all night watched the amber-like coffee drip into the cup in front of the coffee machine, splashing circles of water and bringing up rippling foam.

After the foam dissipated, Schiller put down the cup, reached out to take off his glasses, rubbed his eyebrows, closed the newspaper in his hand, and asked Rod beside him: "So, the military negotiated with Stark?"

"Sooner or later, they will have to talk." Rod's tone was very relaxed. After returning from vacation, the serious temperament of the soldier in him was diluted a lot. Rod took a sip of coffee and said: "But the military made a mistake."

"What?"

Rod smiled, and he recalled the scene after the battle yesterday.

The rapid and fine footsteps sounded in the lobby on the first floor of Stark Building. The elevator door opened, and several pairs of boots stepped into the elevator. The serious faces of the generals were blocked by the slowly closing elevator door.

With a "ding", the elevator arrived. Following the guidance of the light, they pushed open the door of a conference room, but the person who appeared in the conference room was not Tony Stark as expected, but another person, the person they least wanted to see.

The leading admiral's expression twitched, and he uttered a name in a low voice: "...Obadiah Stani."

Schiller took a sip of coffee, turned the newspaper in his hand to the next page, and said as he read: "I can already imagine their miserable situation."

"Maybe it's even worse than you think." Rhodes' tone was a bit gloating. He said: "Since I left the military system and looked at these things from the perspective of an outsider, I found that it was a stupid thing for me to stand in the position of these people and ask everyone to contribute to the country."

"Then you don't plan to go back?"

Rhodes shook his head and said: "It's difficult for me to completely get out of this system. I have gone too far on this road."

"I'm waiting for the right time, waiting for me to have the ability to change it, even if it's only part of it."

"After all, I can't be hired by Tony and work completely for him, because then I won't have the position to punch him when he makes a mistake."

"I can see that you really want to punch him."

"I said, I'm waiting for the right time." Rhodes shrugged and smiled.

"Let's talk about the negotiation. Justin Hammer and Yin Fan Wanke should have participated, right?"

"Yes, their part is the most exciting."

After the generals came in, they were followed by Justin Hammer and Yin Fan Wanke, who were in tatters and smoking.

Rod and several other mechas escorted them over. Obadiah sat at the conference table. He didn't even look at Hammer, but his eyes fell on Yin Fan's face.

When Stark came in, he was wearing a suit and was spotless. After seeing Justin's mecha, he walked up with a smile, and then slapped the shoulder of the mecha with his hand. With a "click", the shoulder armor fell off directly, and a series of sparks came out of the internal circuit. With a "bang", the arm armor on the arm also exploded.

Stark said with a grin, "What did you call this thing? Ex-wife? Is that all a married man can do? Hahahaha!"

Yin Fan, who was standing next to him, wanted to shake his fist, but Rod stopped him. The two electric whips of Whipso had been disarmed, and the room was full of Stark's mechas, so he had to surrender.

Obadiah still looked at Yin Fan. He knocked on the table and motioned everyone to take a seat. Tony and Rod sat on the left, the military, Hammer and Yin Fan sat on the right, and Obadiah sat in the middle.

He looked at the military first and said calmly, "I understand you are going to knock on the door, but the action is as rough as ever.

He glanced at Justin Hammer and said, "The gloves you found are far inferior to his father's, and the sound of knocking on the door is not pleasant. "

With Obadiah around, Stark entered into a trance again. He didn't try to understand what Obadiah was referring to, nor did he bother to think about the current situation. Apart from these actions, all he could do was stare at Yin Fan.

After skipping the lengthy stages of mutual probing, courtesy, and reminiscing about the past, skipping the debates about good and evil, and morality, and finally skipping the stage of a happy host and guest, and the prospect of world peace, more than an hour later, things finally got down to business.