Marvel: The beginning is tied to the experimental platform

As the last drone was smashed into the reaction furnace on the chest by Jiasha, the battle was over. Jiasha tore the whip and battle clothes brutally, carried Ivan who was already unconscious, and came to Tony and Rhodes.

Lisa lifted Rhodes out of the broken battle suit, and slowly floated into the air with one in one hand. The group flew straight to Tony's villa in Manhattan, and Pepper, who got Victor's call, also rushed to the villa with Natasha and Happy.

"I buy Karma~ I buy Karma~"

Pepper looked at Tony's miserable state, and said a few times in a row, and stepped forward to help Tony treat the wound, but Tony grabbed his little hand and kissed it on the back of his hand. After the catastrophe, he looked at Pepper: "Pepper~ I didn't expect to see you again."

"What are you talking about?"

Pepper patted him on the chest, just in time for his gunshot wound, and Tony grinned again in pain. Victor came to sit next to Tony and put his right hand on his shoulder. Tony felt a chill all over his body, and then several bullets were squeezed out by his muscles, and the wound on his body healed instantly.

Victor took back his symbiote, and pointed to the folder on the coffee table with a smile: "Tony~ If you want to blame, blame your dead ghost father. I want to take this person away. The boss needs it by name."

After speaking, he picked up the water glass and splashed Ivan's face. After the latter woke up, he put the stack of documents in his hand: "Although Howard is wrong, your father is also really stupid. He will be fooled by anyone who fools around."

Ivan opened the stack of documents, and what caught his eye was the photo of his father Anke when he was young, and then the whole thing happened. In this document, Hydra played a key role in splitting, but Mao didn’t get it in the end, because the data was just a big pie in terms of the technology at the time, which could be seen but not eaten.

"Hehe~hehehe~hahaha~~~~"

Ivan smiled uglier than crying, and Victor patted him on the shoulder: "Take me to find your father. I guess your father won't live long, right? We can cure your father's cancer. In exchange, you will be a member of our weapon research and development. Don't worry about material life. If you are lucky, maybe there are girls who are willing to live with you."

"Can you really save my father? He has terminal cancer."

Victor sneered: "I thought it was a big deal, let's go!"

Ivan glanced at the silent Tony, followed Victor silently with his fists clenched, and left the villa. When the two reached the door, Natasha stopped him. She pointed at Ivan with her right hand: "He can't leave. He has caused such a big trouble, and he must be handed over to us."

Victor gently pulled her aside: "Nick and I have already agreed that whoever Jin wants, even if he kills your president, he will send him to Jin with a smile on his face. You are just a product of the Red House. Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a tail here?"

"you~"

When Ivan passed by Natasha, he glanced at her mockingly, and happily boarded the Quinjet fighter in the yard. Looking at the machines in the cabin that he had never seen before, his interest suddenly became much stronger. He stroked the bionic robotic arm in front of him: "Can you all make such realistic machines?"

Victor patted him on the shoulder: "Do you want to experience an alien girl? It's exciting~"

His tiger-wolf words directly made Ivan numb.
"A drone produced by the Hammer Group."

"Let us mourn for those who died last night~"

"Hammer Group."

Obadiah sat on a chair, looked at the precipitously falling stock price of Hammer Industries on the monitor, picked up the landline and pressed a number: "Pierce~The minority shareholders of Hammer still need your help."

"I will cooperate with you here, don't forget our deal."

Obadiah lit a cigar: "Don't worry! One hundred war machines will be delivered within three years, and you will definitely be satisfied."

"not enough!"

"Without me helping you deal with the other members of Hammer and those small shareholders, you will definitely not be able to win the current Hammer. We are all smart people, and you should know what to do!"

Obadiah thought for a while: "The 300 armors will be delivered within four years, and I can guarantee that these armors will not be worse than those used by Tony now, and they can also upgrade your armor troops later."

"make a deal!"

Pierce's actions were quick, and those minority shareholders were resolved within two days, and the shares were transferred to a Hydra businessman. Obadiah used the money he had saved over the years, plus the money he borrowed from Pierce, and the dollars he sold the original shares from Tony, barely took over Hammer Industries and became the absolute shareholder of 51% of the shares.

A week later in the afternoon, a battle video once again blasted the entire Internet. On a battlefield in the desert, a group of U.S. troops on patrol was ambushed by local armed forces. A soldier grabbed his communicator and howled miserably: "Command headquarters~ Patrol No. 3 was ambushed, I was shot~ I was shot~ We need support! Karma~"

"Received soldiers, hold on~ Our war machines will come to support in 2 minutes, please hold on for 2 minutes!"

"Fack~"

The soldier dropped the communicator, held his rifle and dragged his shot right leg, and came to the back of a bunker: "Everyone hold on for 2 minutes, our support troops are here!"

"Boom~Mark, 2 minutes? Are you sure you're not joking?"

The soldier named Mark howled while shooting: "Now we can only trust the headquarters, seriously James~ I miss my mother, and the apple pie made by my mother."

"Then show these sons of bitches over there a little bit of power."

More than 20 soldiers hid behind their respective bunkers, trying to delay the time as much as possible. Soon the roar of injectors sounded over the battlefield. Three khaki steel armors landed in a half-squat position.

The only effect of those bullets hitting the battle armor is to scrape some paint~
"Great gift crab~"

Mark and his comrades, watching the massacre of the three war machines, were all dumbfounded in shock. Several black soldiers even showed their racial talent, and all kinds of gestures and RAP came as they said.

At the end of the video, a war machine came in front of these soldiers. After the mask was opened, a strong white man smiled: "Brothers~ With Stan Industries' war machine, every time we perform missions, we can go back alive!"