Greenskins of the Marvel Universe

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A military base near New York.

A sports car drove into it, followed by several trucks. Here, someone had been waiting for a long time. In front of a large transport cargo plane, Coulson of SHIELD was about to perform an operation that exceeded his authority. A Level 10 clearance operation.

And that operation was still level 8 only a few days ago, which was what made him most depressed.

"Nice to see you again, Mr. Stark, Mr. Ethan." Coulson greeted the people in the car as soon as they got out of the car.

"Me too, Mr. Agent." Stark, who was wearing a suit and sunglasses, made a stern expression. In order to ease the embarrassment, Ethan smiled and held Coulson's extended hand. "But my friends weren't too happy about it."

The greenskins on the truck began to get off. Almost all of the 100 greenskins were orc boys, about two meters tall, wearing heavy armor plates. Each of them had a machete and a short gun. A very few of them had power claws. Look. They look quite scary, but in fact they are all rookies.

In addition to these, there are ten grunts, all of them are the smart ones among the grunts. When these grumps saw the various tanks and planes in the military base, they were so happy that they couldn't walk anymore. They were photographed by those orc boys. After thinking for a while, I knew to keep walking.

In the end, these boys reluctantly stood in a few teams on the plane, although the way those farts stood looked a bit funny.

"Their boss is the big green guy that Colonel Rhodes mentioned." Coulson asked doubtfully, "I heard he is three meters tall."

"Why did Rhodes tell you everything?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, but Colonel Rhodes has a responsibility to the country."

"Yes, for the country first, then for friends, I understand, but I still hope there can be some space."

Stark shook his head, turned around and stood next to Coulson, and pointed to the sky in the distance.

"The person you are looking for is here."

A streak of red streaked across the sky. Colson squinted and looked up into the distance. He could vaguely see a big guy. After making a 720° spin in the air, he landed at the air force base. Two holes were left on the reinforced concrete floor. , when he landed, his center of gravity seemed to sway twice, and he almost fell.

"Emma, ​​I was so scared that I almost fell again."

The cockpit opened, and a big green man muttered to himself with lingering fear. It seemed that he had fallen a lot before.

Then, he raised his head and waved to Stark in front of the transport plane, and Stark waved back to him.

"You should put your chin back, it's too ugly." Stark reminded Colson quietly in his ear, and Colson stopped being frightened.

"what is that"

"Big Trash Number Two." Of course Stark knew what Coulson was asking. He was pretty much the same as him at the time. "The name Tomok gave me, what do you think of this name?"

"That name doesn't suit this thing."

"I think the same as you."

What Coulson saw was an improved Big Junk No. 1. The legs, feet, abdomen, and back were all equipped with thrusters. There was also a large X-shaped thruster on the back to assist flight.

At first, people almost got into a fight over the shape of this external pendant, and the inspiration for the x shape came from Dyson’s suggestion.

Turning his head and looking around, he saw that Coulson was still in a daze, and Stark reminded him a few more words.

"Let's talk first. Tomok has been very honest this month. You'd better not find trouble with them, otherwise New York may become the second Afghanistan."

"Of course, Mr. Stark, I know how powerful they are."

Coulson nodded and said that after a month of fighting in Afghanistan, SHIELD didn't know everything. They studied the blood of dead orcs and guessed some of their characteristics.

The skin contains chlorophyll, which can carry out photosynthesis, and the body contains spores, which can grow orcs. Technology is growing at an extremely fast rate. A few days ago, we were talking about big guns and big swords. A week later, there will be tanks and mechas. In the next week, super large mechas will be released. Okay, give them some more time, God knows what they can do.

This is also the reason why it became a level 10 operation. However, what these humans don't know is that without humans, those orcs may not have the opportunity to develop technology for a long time.

Now we can see that the orcs are reproducing very fast. It is entirely because there are too many dead orcs and too many spores are wandering around. This is still the reproduction rate after infinitely weakening. Otherwise, the Middle East would fall in a month.

"But you really don't want to go along?"

"No, but he followed."

Stark patted Ethan on the back. Ethan rolled his eyes at this irresponsible person, and then said to Colson: "Yes, I will follow. I am familiar with it there."

"With all due respect, it has become a battlefield for scientists like you."

"Gemila, that is my hometown."

"I'm sorry, you can come along."

"It seems like I have nothing to do here, so I'll leave first, Ethan." Before leaving, Stark whispered in Ethan's ear. "I put the prototype of the Mark 2 in Tomok's mecha. Don't forget to upload the actual combat data."

"Of course, I won't forget it."

The two scientists showed a knowing smile together. This scene was not an ordinary harmonious one.

"Okay, guys, it's time to board the plane."

Stark greeted the boys and asked them to board the transport planes that had been prepared. These transports would transport them to an air force base in Afghanistan.

"Tomok, have fun." Stark sat back in front of the sports car and sent his blessing to Tomok.

"I'm not here to play." The cockpit door was closed again, and the instrument panel in front of Tomok showed the outside of the mecha. The transport plane took off, and Tomok followed closely behind, controlling the Big Junk No. 2. Heaven.

"I'm here to fight"

And somewhere in Afghanistan, Obadi also looked at the Big Mac in front of him, with a playful smile on his face.

"What if, can I meet your request?" Next to him was the fart who was over two meters tall.

"Of course, this is too much more than what I asked for. I will give you another truckload of materials according to the deal."

He was also lucky. He actually survived the greenskin camp, and even reached a deal with those greenskins. He used five trucks of raw materials and synthetic materials, iron, steel, and titanium. He used these raw materials in exchange for a finished product. An ancient piece of trash.

This thing can withstand an army. Armored weapons such as tanks can be rolled over directly.

When he goes back, as long as he can succeed in research, no, even if he keeps such a deal, Obadi can start a new company without being bound by Stark at all.

"Can we do this kind of deal again?"

"Of course, my friend."

Obadi was content to pull the war machine away with his empty truck, completely unaware of the cunning smile on the Fart's face.

boom

Before it had been pulled out for a few kilometers, the ancient giant garbage exploded, creating a mushroom cloud.

"That Xiami is really stupid, hehehe." Fart looked at the mountain of materials in front of him and fell into some kind of thought. Then he picked up the wrench.

Let me start by saying that the explosion of Obadi's ancient giant garbage was not due to the bomb on it, but because the gears were not engaged enough, causing the overall structure to fall apart and the ammunition to be crushed and detonated.

To put it simply, Obadie died of self-destruction.

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