Chapter 27 The storm is rising

"Superman! Who is that?" Nick Fury's eyes narrowed, and then... he was confused.

"Director, Superman is a superhero in DC Comics. He has super strength and super speed..."

"Wait, you said this is a character from a comic book? One of those superheroes who wears pajamas, has his face covered, and saves the world?"

"To be precise, Superman does not wear a mask, Director. He has a biological force field that prevents people from remembering or photographing his appearance!" Coulson knew everything.

Nick Fury looked at the satellite image carefully and said, "It's true that we can't capture facial details... You seem very familiar with him?"

"I'm a fan of Superman and, of course, Captain America!" Coulson was a little excited when talking about his hobbies.

"So how do you think we should treat this Superman?" Nick Fury leaned back in his chair with his hands crossed. "It seems that he doesn't want his true identity to be discovered."

"According to the plot in the comics, he is on the side of justice and will stop unjust violence, so maybe we can try to contact him," Coulson said.

"That's a comic, Coulson. In reality, this guy is just an imitator. And, what he's doing is committing violence!"

"That... seems to be true. The Superman in the comics doesn't kill people. He has a principle of not killing. Compared to Captain America..."

"Stop talking about your comics, Coulson!" Nick Fury knocked on the table. "Take Barton with you to Afghanistan and try to investigate the other side."

"Yes, Chief!" Coulson finished his report and walked out with a new mission.

When he reached the door, he heard Nick Fury's instructions from behind him: "Also, send me a set of Superman comics."

……

At the same time, the same scene was also happening in the military.

But Nick Fury, who knows more about super powers.

There was chaos in the military command center.

As a colonel in the weapons research and development department, Rhodes was the first to come forward to explain that the person in the video was a living person, not a humanoid individual weapon.

The major of the missile force stood up and said that the enemy could not be harmed by the Jericho missiles, so only nuclear bombs could be used.

The naval captain said that they couldn't deal with people who could fly.

An Air Force lieutenant colonel said that it is difficult for airborne missiles to hit a target that moves so fast and is so small.

Finally, General Ross made a decision: ignore it for now, keep paying attention, and if the other party does not show hostility, try to negotiate. It would be best to let the other party cooperate in the research and create a super soldier belonging to the Eagle Sauce.

Then, adjourn the meeting and prepare for battle!

……

This morning, the major confidential departments were turbulent and noisy.

The Stark mansion on the Los Angeles coast is warm and lazy.

Until Jarvis woke Tony up from his sweet dream using the suona sound that Lyon had recorded before.

"God!! Jarvis what are you doing!?"

Tony got up from the ground holding the quilt. He was frightened by the sudden sound of suona and rolled off the bed.

The passionate tune, like a galloping horse, made his heart beat fast, and he thought someone was going to trample on his soft bed.

“Sir, Master Leon just told me to wake you up and play this video for you.”

After saying that, Jarvis controlled the holographic projection device and presented the image taken by Leon's mobile phone in front of Tony.

in the screen.

Thousands of guns fired in unison, hundreds of grenades were launched in a blanket bombing, and vehicle-mounted missiles and Jericho missiles appeared one after another.

The screen was full of flames, large flames, explosions, and even bigger explosions, which stunned Tony.

He didn't even have time to worry about Leon who was facing these dangerous weapons in the picture, and the progress bar had already reached the end.

"What is this? A promotional video that Leon made overnight? Where is he now?"

"Master Leon is currently destroying the Ten Rings Gang in Afghanistan, sir. The scene in the video was filmed for you in real time ten minutes ago by him."

"He's in Xia? God, when did he leave? It's only now... Oh, it's ten o'clock."

Tony looked at the bright sun outside and rubbed his face. "He actually ran away alone... So why did he take this video for me?"

"Master Leon wants you to take a good look at the Stark munitions in the video, sir."

"Stark Arms..." Tony's expression froze.

He scrolled back to the beginning of the video and watched it again, his face becoming increasingly worse.

"They are basically Stark's weapons. Also, why are the Jericho missiles in the Ten Rings base?!"

Tony's face was expressionless, but his trembling cheeks revealed his uneasy mood.

"I only sold this type of missile to the military. Where did these people get it from? The military? Or Obadiah?"

"Sir, only one batch of Jericho missiles has been produced so far, and that's the batch you're selling." Jarvis said.

"..." Tony said nothing with a blank face.

After a few seconds, he put on his shirt and walked out.

"Jarvis, you control Leon's armor and come with me to West Asia. Oh, and the Middle East."

"Okay, sir. Also, do you think you can sleep tonight?"

"Why do you ask?" Tony frowned.

“Master Leon asked me to ask you this question and report the result to him promptly.”

"..." Tony opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped. Finally, he took a deep breath and exhaled through his nose, "Tell him that when I can't sleep, I will make him unable to sleep too!"

After saying this, he spread out his hands and put on the Mark III armor immediately.

"Follow me, Jarvis."

He controlled the armor to take off, followed by the Super Mark 1 controlled by Jarvis.

Super Mark 1 was the name given by Lyon himself.

This big boy has such a damn strong desire to win that he even wants to take advantage of others when naming him.

……

Morning in Los Angeles is night in Afghanistan.

This night is destined to be restless.

The flames from guns and cannons shot up into the sky one after another over this land.

If you look down from the sky, it looks like candles lighting up and then going out in an instant.

It started lighting up from the northeast corner of the map, one piece after another, and finally all dimmed in the southwest corner.

"Tell me the time now, Jarvis." Lyon looked at the last Ten Rings base below, which had become a ruin with smoke rising.

"It is now eleven eight at night local time."

"Well... it took some time. It took eight minutes longer than expected."

I don't know why, but every time I see the Ten Commandments Gang using missiles.

He couldn't help wanting to wait.

——Wait until the missile is launched, and then blow it up in front of the terrorists.

By then, even the most devout and stubborn members of the Ten Commandments would be desperate and piss themselves.

Killing people is also heartbreaking.

Lyon felt that he had gone a little too far.

But I have to say, it’s really fun to do this.

Especially when you look down at those thugs who are so scared that they are crying, and say, "Is this all you have? It's so disappointingly weak."

That would be even better.

It just wastes some time.

"After clearing out the Ten Rings Gang in this country, the next target will be the Eagle's military base."

“Master Leon, what are you going to do?”

"Just show your strength and destroy the weapons. After all, the people above make the decisions. Most ordinary soldiers just follow orders and may not all be willing to start a war."

"Your choices have always been wise... Master Leon, Mr. Stark has entered the Afghan border and is trying to contact you. Do you want to connect?"