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Chapter 197 Mr. President, congratulations on becoming a superman
There are less than a hundred desperate soldiers alive inside and outside the port, and they were all cautious and bloodless guys who rushed forward before.

Seeing Killian's defeat, coupled with Stark's persuasion and the president's assurance, they no longer had the heart to resist, and they put down their weapons and walked out.

The tense atmosphere finally eased.

Martin greeted Stark: "If you still have a battle suit, it's best to put it on. I'll go check their lab first."

"Ha!" Stark spread his hands and smiled indifferently: "Without the suit, I'm still a superhero."

Martin was startled, glanced at the smiling Pepper, nodded and said, "Congratulations, your man's anxiety is cured."

"Hey! What are you talking about! I didn't..."

Martin didn't bother to pay attention to him at this time, and flew directly to several temporary prefabricated houses and special containers at the port.

Pepper opened the mask and said to Stark with a serious face: "You still have two battle suits, wear one!"

Martin shrugged indifferently: "Okay."

President Ellis tidied up his messy suit, first went to condolences to Stark, and then patrolled the port under the protection of the Falcon Squad to appease the hopeless soldiers.

This is a strange battlefield, only the dead, no wounded.

Flames are burning everywhere, but only he, the high-spirited president, has to avoid burning things at all times.

Martin didn't find the experimental equipment first, but he saw Killian's broadcast room. The Middle Eastern-style icons and some decorations made him bored, so he set it on fire.

Then a room was found, and there were equipment to fix the human body.

"If I guessed right, Pepper would have been tied here."

Martin communicated with Betty face to face, and loaded a box of reagents and materials under her command.

"The news broke just now that the vice president was taken away by the FBI."

"I heard that the vice president's granddaughter is disabled, and I want to use this reagent to restore her to a normal life, but that's just an excuse. In fact, this is a carnival of ambitious people, and Stark has suffered the consequences."

"There is nothing good here, can you come back?"

"Hmm, I think..."

Boom~!

There was a loud noise outside, and the violent impact shook the entire room.

"Damn it! It might be late."

Martin's complexion changed, and he rushed out while speaking.

He has experienced such explosions no less than a hundred times before, but none of them changed his face like this.

Sure enough, something happened.

When he ran out, he saw a group of hopeless soldiers looking at the surrounded position in the field in a daze.

Originally, Mr. President was giving a speech there to recruit these desperate soldiers who surrendered to serve the country.

But President Ellis forgot one thing. Before Killian found someone to play the Mandarin, he not only found an actor, but also a few Allah believers who really hated the beautiful country. Otherwise, a fictional "Mandalin" The image of "Darling" will not be fooled by intelligence agencies all over the country.

These people have basically "died their lives for the true god" in the previous battles, but there is still a fish that slipped through the net and just lay in a corner after being unconscious.

Half a minute ago, the "fish that slipped through the net" woke up and heard the "evil president" on TV brazenly recruiting soldiers, so he rushed forward and blew himself up in a rage.

This is an attack they often do, the movements are clean and neat, they rush up and explode without the slightest hesitation.In the past, I needed to strap bombs to my body, but now I don’t need anything.

The Falcon team responded quickly, and several people quickly formed a human wall.

But they are not walls after all.

Groups of high-temperature flames got in through the gaps in the armor of their legs, directly roasting Mr. President.

When Martin flew over, Colonel Roddy had just extinguished the flames on the president's body in a hurry, revealing the horrific burns inside, his lower limbs were charred, and his face was dripping with blood.

"Tony! Where is the nearest hospital!"

Colonel Roddy yelled.

"If you send it over, you'll be amputated. The best case is to save your life." Martin squeezed over.

Colonel Stark and Roddy stopped what they were doing and looked at Martin together.

Roddy: "Do you have a solution? Say it!"

Stark: "Use your recovery potion?"

Martin first took out a tube of medicine and threw it over: "Chicken blood medicine, but it's not very useful for this kind of injury. I have a better way. Whether you use it or not is up to you."

He put down the small box in his hand, opened it, and took out a tube of reagents: "The thing that was found from Killian's laboratory earlier had the president's name written on it. If I guess correctly... this is probably Killian's." Option B, the success rate should not be low."

Colonel Roddy took it in a daze, glanced at the already dark and scorched lower body of the president, and hesitated for a while.

It's not something he can decide.

But the president is already at stake.

According to the normal procedure, he should ask for instructions, or even not use it at all to avoid trouble.

At this time, President Ellis opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Colonel Roddy, his eyes were full of pleading, and said weakly: "Broken ion..."

"I understand!"

Colonel Roddy first injected Martin's chicken blood medicine into the president. Seeing the comatose president, he gritted his teeth and opened the cap of the Extremis virus reagent.

Martin and Stark took a step back almost simultaneously and looked at each other.

The two whispered softly.

"Why do I think that the president wants to say please don't treat me like this." Stark looked strange.

"Don't think too much, the two of them must have a good understanding, understand?" Martin grinned wickedly.

"Actually, as a friend, I should stop him."

"But you'd much rather see a weird president."

"It's more fun and it saves a life."

"Yeah, this world is already chaotic enough, it doesn't matter if it's even more chaotic."

Both have confirmed the other's thinking: they are already "heroes" or "supermen" in other people's mouths, and if the president is also one of them, they may have better political resources.

Stark didn't bother to do such a thing, but he was happy to see it succeed if Martin made a move.

And Martin himself thought it was amazing that Killian would have a Plan B, but Killian never thought that he would finish it in the end.

Compared with instigating the war on terror and collating the coup of the vice president, this kind of "coaching" a politician to become "one of his own" seems to be more beneficial to Killian.

It's a pity that that guy has turned into coke and has no chance to implement this plan.

"Killian is so stupid."

Martin shook his head. This kind of idiot will hardly succeed in doing good or bad deeds.

"Yeah, so stupid."

Stark seemed to think of something, suddenly depressed, took Pepper's hand and left here.

Martin looked at Stark who suddenly became sentimental, rolled his eyes, and waved to Pepper, signaling them to be safe and stay here by himself.

It is definitely a big event to witness the president becoming an "Extremis Soldier". Not only Martin is very interested, but Betty, who is watching here through the armor camera, is so excited that he can't stop talking.

A few minutes later, President Ellis already had an orange-red shimmer on his body, and some of his clothes were burned to the point of smoking.

The military and S.H.I.E.L.D. came one after another.

The dark-faced General Ross came and explained to Martin: "Yesterday, I was transferred to Mexico by the Vice President to deal with an emergency. Only when I went there did I find out that it was just a gang fight."

S.H.I.E.L.D. sent Hawkeye Patton, said hello to Martin, and took away ten hopeless soldiers.

At dawn, Mr. President, who was still lying on the concrete floor, finally moved. He grunted in pain and woke up faintly: "I... am I still alive?"

Martin kicked Colonel Roddy, who was dozing off.

"What? Mr. President! You're awake?! Great!"

Martin lowered his head with a smile: "Mr. President, congratulations on becoming a superman."

The scene was quiet.

The noisy port full of investigators suddenly became only the sound of the tide.

Colonel Roddy sighed and pushed Martin away: "Sir, of course you are alive, but your body was always hot and unable to move. It seems to have cooled down now. How about we change places?"

"Hot? Can't move? How hot?"

President Ellis slowly regained his ability to think.

"Between a hundred and a thousand degrees."

"That's really... I never thought that one day I would be hotter than beautiful women."

Mr. President's sudden joke made Colonel Roddy startled, and then laughed dryly.

Martin, on the other hand, laughed.

(End of this chapter)