Greenskins of the Marvel Universe

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In a certain camp in Afghanistan, some terrorists are gathering in a camp. The place is heavily guarded, with many lighthouses and patrols everywhere. In the tent, several engineers are trying to convert a Tony Tower according to a drawing. Put together what was left behind.

They are the Ten Rings Gang, a terrorist group that kidnapped Tony Stark. They obey the orders of their leader, the Mandarin, but that leader is busy in other worlds and has no time to care about them.

So they kidnapped Tony Stark and wanted to get more powerful weapons. Unfortunately, they didn't get the powerful missiles, but they got this suit of armor.

History is still repeating itself. Stark did not destroy the armor and even kept it intact. These engineers were able to put him together with their own strength.

Until they show up.

A pair of eyes appeared in the night, and a small bottle was thrown into the camp.

"Buzz buzz buzz."

There was a sound as annoying as the flapping of mosquito wings, and several little guys with rotating wings flew out of the jar. They were small, but very dangerous.

Their sharp bodies pierced one of the lighthouse guards at once, and one after another, the other lighthouse guards gradually fell.

Suddenly, a black figure rushed out of the darkness and caught a firearm that fell from the lighthouse. It was a grunt.

But unlike Tomok's fart, his face is full of ferocity and there is no timid side of being a fart at all.

He jumped on the truck and let out a war cry at the humans who didn't have time to react.

"waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh"

The foul-smelling mouth spurted out piercing roars and sticky saliva, and the guards were frightened. At the same time, this was a signal, and three Grots rushed out of the darkness and picked up the guns on the ground.

They had a sense of fear unique to the grot. Even though they had their guns, they just followed the grot.

Firepower poured out, and the battle began and ended. Unknown savage creatures kept killing their own people, causing these terrorists to completely collapse.

"Shoot, shoot"

As soon as one of the captains spoke, the strange creature from the beginning pierced his head and took away a large piece of meat.

The other terrorists walked out of the tent in vain. The strength of these four farts completely destroyed the team of dozens of people.

The Grot, who was slightly bigger than the other Grots, first broke into the tent where the engineer was, and killed the guards inside with a few shots. Looking at the big mecha, the leader of the Grots smiled with satisfaction.

"Boss, boss, there are still a lot of shrimps outside." A grunt who desperately broke into the tent reported, his legs still shaking.

"Let me get the buzz out and kill those shrimps."

"Yes, boss."

Several more jars were thrown out, and the entire camp soon turned into a living hell, with screams echoing in the desert at night.

On the other side, next to the small mountain of scraps, Tomok was also thinking about the armor made by Tony Stark while making the design drawings of his own improved version of the mecha.

Tomok is not small in size. He wants to make a big mecha. This is obviously not something that can be done in a short time. Tomok is not in a hurry. Anyway, there is a scrap recycling station next to it. There are so many farts here. Are you afraid you won’t be able to finish it?

The big tech master is very patient. He was spinning a pencil in his hand, and as soon as his imagination opened up, he started to scribble irresponsibly on the waste paper.

"I thought this thing would have to be 20 meters high."

clap clap.

"There must be seven or eight cannons on it."

clap clap.

"Paint it red, of course you have to paint it red"

clap clap.

"I'm such a genius"

Then the design drawing is drawn.

Tomok looked at the design and nodded very proudly.

However, if there are acg fans watching here, they will definitely complain.

Isn’t this just a Zaku?

Although it retains the multi-spiked, multi-arm, and multi-weapon style of the Orcs, the one-eyed head does look a lot like a Zaku, but a red Zaku.

After the design drawings were completed, Tomok began to prepare for construction. This was a big project, and Tomok had many weapons to build.

death cannon

super machine gun

big cannon

Ascension Death Cannon

isolation stance

Brother Mao stares

Tomok wants to make a super ancient giant that is far more powerful than ordinary ancient giants, and he has already thought of a name.

"Let's just call you Big Trash No. 1."

This sentence means that in the future there will be Big Junk No. 2 and Big Junk Junk No. 3. Tomok is preparing to make a series. This ambition is called a big one.

With the drawings and names, the next thing is simple.

Tomok pulled out a flattened trumpet from the scraps, tinkered with it and propped it up again. Then he came outside, raised the trumpet and shouted loudly at the grunts who were eating game.

"Listen to me."

"Oh oh" the farts raised their hands and shouted one by one.

"Boss, I'm going to build a big guy to open your eyes."

"Oh oh oh" the cheers got louder.

"So you have to help me with my work."

""The excitement level of the bastards suddenly dropped, and they started to whisper in a circle. When Tomok saw this, it was not okay.

"After you finish this job, I will allow you to pick up trash as you like, and I will help you build whatever you want."

""The farts were stunned for a moment.

"Oh oh oh"

Then there was a tsunami-like scream, and some grumps even threw the barbecue in their hands on the ground in excitement. If this kid dislikes the dirt, he will be hungry tonight.

Dyson sat aside very depressed. He found that he couldn't keep up with the brain circuits of these farts.

"Why are you so happy?"

"The boss said you can pick up rags at will."

"Is it good to pick up junk?" Dyson didn't like the smell of the recycling bin.

"Of course, and the boss also promised to help us make what we want."

"What you want." Dyson had an idea and he raised his hand. "I want to help too"

Rumor has it that after that day, the gatekeeper of the scrap recycling station would find that there were frequent missing cases of scraps in the place he managed every day, and the sound of hammering steel would often be heard in the forest.

The most terrifying thing is that every time he enters the forest, he will faint mysteriously, and then when he wakes up, he will appear in his guard room, his head still hurts.

The police were called, but they were surprised to find that there were only a few little grizzly bears playing with the iron plate. Finally, in the eyes of the police with disdain, the janitor of the scrap recycling station could only helplessly continue to guard his post. .

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