Superman of the Marvel Universe

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Because of Luke's presence, the butterfly flapped its wings desperately, causing many unexpected and strange changes.

For example, Captain America did not fall into a glacier and fall asleep.

Or maybe the first-generation Iron Man was Howard Stark, not his son.

This idea came from Luke's whim, intending to find something for Howard to do.

Any concept and design that remains on paper is a completely feasible implementation plan for a genius like the latter.

Therefore, as early as when Superman went to the Earth-199999 universe, Howard developed Unit [-].

The first generation model is similar to Obadiah Stane's Iron Overlord, a silly, black, thick, safe and intimidating power armor.

It was his secret weapon, kept in the basement of the Stark mansion.

This set of portable mechanical exoskeletons was developed some time ago to deal with critical situations.

I didn’t expect it to come in handy so quickly!

Howard was like wearing a steel coat. His arms, waist, legs, chest, and head were covered and protected by strips of hard metal like bones.

"Oh, Jarvis, nothing's wrong, there was a little accident."

He picked up the mobile phone thrown in the back seat and said calmly.

After easily dispatching the killer with one punch, Howard fully understands what it feels like to have power.

This is the exhilaration that cannot be experienced by using your brains and wealth to crush others.

"It's unimaginable how satisfying it would be to be a Superman like Luke."

Howard muttered something under his breath.

Male creatures always yearn for the most primitive and pure power.

"By the way, I have to ask SHIELD to come over and clean the floor... If I had known, I should have left him alive just now and handed it over to Nick Fury to see if I could get any useful information."

For the first time in his life, he fought with someone and beat him to death. Howard didn't have any overreaction.

He is an arms dealer who specializes in death and chaos.

I am used to seeing broken limbs and broken arms, with blood flowing everywhere.

I have long been psychologically immune to dead people and corpses.

"Howard Stark, confirm that the target is alive and continue the mission."

Just when the first-generation Iron Man was satisfied, two more people got out of the car blocking the way.

They wore the same combat uniform, with a body armor over it, half-masks and tactical goggles.

"Were you hiding in the trunk just now?"

Howard groaned.

Where were these two guys hiding before?

I didn't even notice it myself.

"Who sent you? Hydra? The White House? The Soviet Union?"

For a time, many possibilities popped into Howard's head.

As a scientific research consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D., a world-class genius, and a military tycoon...

It seems that there are many big bosses or other forces that he can offend.

The two figures remained silent, holding a Bobosha submachine gun in both hands and firing directly.

They approached step by step, and the dense rain of bullets intertwined into a large net, shrouding Howard in it.

"Not even a hello!"

The arms of the mechanical exoskeleton were raised, pushing against the Ford car, and moving forward.

The tires rubbed against the hard ground, leaving dark marks, and the specially-made bulletproof body was riddled with holes.

"Damn it! I didn't bring my Unit [-]! Otherwise..."

Howard cursed secretly. This portable mechanical exoskeleton is powered by a battery, and its combat power relies entirely on a metal arm that outputs power from a hydraulic valve.

In addition, there is a powerful electric shock device on the chest that can release high-voltage current.

However, considering the loss of battery energy, this exoskeleton will enter standby mode after being used twice at most.

Facing the fierce suppression of firepower, he was a little unable to cope.

"You have to wait for the opportunity."

Howard made his judgment calmly.

The hydraulic valves of the two mechanical arms open and twist to provide powerful force.

He lifted up suddenly and overturned the Ford car.

Then, he kicked it hard.

The heavy car body rolled several times and exploded with a bang!

Raging flames spurted out, causing violent air waves!

"Still alive? This is a super soldier!"

Howard, who was retreating continuously, saw two figures crossing the flaming car wreckage, his eyes were shocked.

The opponent threw away the submachine gun in his hand and casually pulled out the tactical dagger from his waist.

From beginning to end, these killers almost said nothing, like machines with no emotion.

"fight?"

Howard couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that there was no fire suppression from thermal weapons.

The two legs spread out and flew away like a rampaging mammoth, trampling on the ground.

An iron fist blasted straight out!

Click!

A killer did not dodge, but crossed his hands to parry.

His arm was almost shattered, but he didn't show any sign of pain.

Instead, he took advantage of Howard's stunned disbelief and raised his knees up, hitting his abdomen that was not covered by metal.

vomit!

The severe pain and muscle spasms almost made Howard vomit out all the stomach acid.

The other killer came around behind him very tacitly.

Using the philosophical stance of a strongman locking down a man, Howard's ability to move was firmly restricted.

The latter were not trained special soldiers to begin with and lacked actual combat experience.

After being caught accidentally, his shortcomings were exposed.

Zizzi!Sizzle!

Howard's brain raced rapidly and he decisively activated the electric shock device on his chest.

The blue arc light kept jumping and was released suddenly.

The killer who went around behind and forced the man into a lock immediately gave off the unpleasant smell of roasting and scorching.

However, the other party was also a ruthless person, and even so he did not let go.

Bang!

The killer, who was not affected by the high-voltage current, punched Howard in the chest, destroying the battery with such force.

Those cold, empty eyes stared at the target person, and the tactical dagger held in his right hand was slashed towards the throat.

clang!

The sound of metal clashing that shattered eardrums.

Feeling that death was coming, Howard opened his eyes and saw a round shield accurately hitting the killer. The high-speed rotation of Peiran's power directly knocked the opponent away.

Then, the shield circled around in a completely unscientific flight path and flew back to its owner's hand.

A tall, strong and handsome man slowly walked into the battlefield.

"Long time no see, Howard."

The man said hello with a smile.

"Captain Rogers!"

Howard was surprised.

He tried to contact Captain America immediately after Superman disappeared, but failed.

After Steve Rogers, who was looking for Bucky, took the members of the Howling Commandos to the Soviet Union, it didn't take long before he lost contact with S.H.I.E.L.D.

The sudden reunion of old friends surprised Howard.

Even though the night was dark and my vision was blurry.

But those two strong chest muscles and the eye-catching American butt are so obvious that they cannot be faked.

This is Captain America!

boom!

Seeing the killer with his right arm bent, he still wanted to charge.

Captain America's eyes were blazing white, and the terrifying energy hit the opponent like ball lightning.

The flesh and blood body was instantly shattered!

The high temperature evaporates everything, leaving no trace behind!

"Sorry, I heard the news about Luke's disappearance, and I should have rushed back as soon as possible. But on the way... something unexpected happened."

Rogers came over with an apologetic look on his face.

He dismantled the lost mechanical exoskeleton with his bare hands and freed Howard.

"What's going on? Luke...where is he?"

Hearing Captain America's question, Howard smiled bitterly and said, "It's a long story. I also want to know where that guy went."

While the two were reminiscing, the door of the car blocking the road opened again.

Two more killers came down!

"Is this a car with unlimited space?"

Howard's eyes widened. Five people had already walked out of there!

"They...are clone troopers from Essex Corporation."

Rogers didn't seem surprised, taking a step forward and standing in front of Howard.

His eyes sparkled with electricity.

"I have a lot of things I need to tell you, Howard."

Captain America said solemnly.

"About Bucky, HYDRA and...our President!"