Chapter 3103: He is iron man

Even when she heard these movements, Cassandra was no longer flustered. She tucked her hair, first cut off the head of another corpse that had been eaten with a saber, and then the cat slipped out of the locker room and walked through the clean area. , Peeping at the movement in the corridor.

The corridors are densely packed with zombies, there are doctors, nurses, patients, and the men she brought.

These living dead are not simply walking dead. Kashan, who was picking up the crack of the door, noticed. They were talking and communicating with each other as they walked, asking where the gunfire came from, and where there were living people. They also discussed in advance after they found the people. Which piece of meat do I want to eat?

She closed the door gently, found another hanging bottle shelf to lock the door, and walked back slowly.

Back in the operating room, looking at Tony with a blank face, she sighed and stretched out her hand to open the handcuffs.

"You let me go? Then I won't thank you, die this heart, Stockholm syndrome doesn't take effect so quickly, you are a strong X, you understand?"

Tony sat up and put on his clothes. His tens of thousands of dollars worth of suit was rubbed like a rag. He picked it up and looked at it and shook his head feeling a bit wasteful.

"Don't talk nonsense, we are trapped by zombies, and all of my men are dead." Cassandra kicked him in the calf without a good face, and told him to wear it quickly: "Now we are all on the same line. Grasshopper, if I can't live, you can't live either."

"Oh? New gameplay? When did you like this mentally retarded lie?"

Tony put on his pants and clothes, picked up his phone, and quickly checked if there was a signal, of course there was none:

"Do you want me to think it is the end of biochemistry, we are Adam and Eve, let me and you depend on each other? Oh, you want to be beautiful, even if you shoot and act like the real thing, but there are actresses I know There are hundreds of them, each of which is better than your acting skills."

He dismissed the warning from his ex-girlfriend and didn't believe it at all.

But Cassandra is no other woman, she has a far beyond ordinary understanding of the arrogant Tony.

Whenever the night is quiet, this woman will take Tony's recent photos or news to practice marksmanship and throwing knives, and study his every move, living habits, meals and physical conditions, etc.

How long did Pepper know Tony? She Kassandra has been with this guilty man when she was 17 years old!

So when she was spying on the zombies, she also used her mobile phone to show the zombies from the crack in the door, especially the time and date on the clock in the corridor.

At this time, give the evidence to Tony, because the scientist only believes in the evidence.

Tony lost a smile on his proud face because of "seeing through his ex-girlfriend", he squinted his eyes, looked at the zombies in the short video, and looked at Kashan's expression.

These flesh and blood and wounds are real, and there are no traces of processing in the video. Even if it happened more than ten seconds ago, the location is okay.

Sweat dripped down Kashan's forehead, indicating that she was nervous and her pupils were a little dilated, indicating that she had really seen something incredible.

In this way, the zombie is real, it's not that she is going to play some tricks.

"Where did you put the signal jammer?" Tony returned the phone to her and grabbed a piece of gauze from the tray next to the operating table to cover the wound on the back of his head: "Turn off the jammer, I will contact Jarvis to send the battle. Come here, none of us will die."

"On the rooftop, my signal jammer is on the rooftop." Cassandra shook his head, making him dead for help. Now the corridors outside are full of zombies. Let alone go to the rooftop, the two will go to the rooftop. Was torn apart: "I called the pilots on the rooftop and the people who stayed behind, but now they only scream, the zombie crisis may have fallen from the sky."

The hospital building has a total of fifteen floors. Now the two of them are on the eighth floor, which happens to be in a position where they can't get up. Moreover, the corridor outside is a huge ‘mouth’ shape, and there is a long distance to reach the stairwell.

The number of bullets is not enough to handle all the zombies, it is difficult to kill a way, Tony is a useless person without a battle suit, and the two must think of something else.

"Oh...this time I was hurt by your crazy woman." Tony grumbled, but he cheered up and checked the things in the room, and suddenly remembered something: "Are there zombies in the storage area and clean area outside? "

"There are two, but I killed them."

Kashan hesitated, and handed the pistol to Tony, as long as he had an assault rifle.

"Don't hand me anything, and I don't use a gun. It is a tool of sin." Tony pulled his hands back with his orchid fingers, his face showed an arrogant smile: "I once told you that the mind is the most important thing. A strong weapon, put your hand in, push the outside hospital beds in a few, lighter."

With that said, Tony walked to the oxygen cylinder in the corner of the operating room. There is still electricity, so as long as there is a high-pressure oxygen cylinder and some orthopedic equipment, he can make an oxygen cutting machine.

The hospital beds are made of stainless steel to be strong and durable. Of course, removing the steel pipe to make the suit is probably a little worse, but as long as it can resist biting.

There are also various chemicals in the preparation room, such as alcohol and potassium permanganate, etc., which can be used to make flamethrowers and Molotov cocktails. In the movie, fire attacks against zombies are also effective.

Therefore, Tony has decided to make a suit with the materials on hand and escape with Kashan.

He did hate her, but when his parents died, she was still a child, so she would not be the mastermind.

Tony has always been sober, he only wants Kashan to apologize, so he will not let her die in the mouth of a zombie.

No zombies can eat Iron Man's girlfriend, and neither can an ex-girlfriend.

He often makes battle suits, which makes him perfect. In this case, only an MK1 level battle armor is enough, and because there is no need for bulletproof, only the frame is wrapped with torn sheets for defense.

The battery is used for energy, which is pulled away on a trailer, which is a backup power source for the operating room.

If you can make do with it, as long as you can go to the rooftop and turn off the signal jammer, then the whole family can be in place within a few seconds. After all, this is New York.

The soundproofing of the operating room is very good, and Cassandra is also very decisive. There is no questioning from ordinary women, just silent cooperation.

While Tony was working, she sat and watched, holding her gun to watch out for movements outside.

"Are you true?"

While fixing the steel pipe frame with orthopedic screws and steel plates, Tony suddenly asked.

Cassandra naturally understood what he was talking about, and she sighed: "What I have always said is true. Now we may all die. Do I need to lie to you?"

"You can't die, you have some confidence in me, I'm Iron Man. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Tony continued to work, and the sound of metal deformation came from his hand, his voice lowered instead: "But since you didn't lie, could that be the kind of situation I thought...your parents, my parents, they have no remains, right?"

"I don't know any Iron Man, I only know Tony Stark, a boy who was brought down by an electric baton the first time we met, so don't emphasize your toy anymore. Steel and metal shell, participate in the childish brotherhood of boys , It’s just a game you use to deny reality, and others don’t understand the real you."

The woman said this, rubbing her face vigorously.

Hearing this, the mustache man was stunned for a moment, and then continued to work, assembling his toys:

"When did you study psychology? It's even more annoying, but you are right. I used to want to play a superhero game to escape reality, just like those people in the 1940s, wearing tights, Wearing a cover cloth and giving yourself any code name, you can live a new life on the street, just like a split personality. My parents are dead, my uncle betrayed, the company is going to collapse, and I myself have been killed by my ex-girlfriend. Kidnapped, locked in a small black room as a breeding tool, do you know how desperate I am?"

"...I'm sorry, I just don't want to lose to you." The woman closed her eyes.

Tony sighed, shrugged slowly, dropped his pliers, picked up a wrench and continued to work:

"That was something before. Later, the captain told me that some people are born with responsibilities. I don't plan to escape anymore. I no longer treat wearing a suit as a game, but do it very seriously. What I should do, such as protecting the people I want to protect, such as protecting our planet, in short, Iron Man is me, and I am Iron Man."