Greenskins of the Marvel Universe

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The number of greenskins in Afghanistan is very large. Just like the invasion of alien species, they have no natural enemies and they reproduce very quickly, not to mention that the orcs have no natural enemies at all.

Under the deliberate cultivation of the leader, these greenskins are still expanding to the outside world, even if they have been damaged in battles, and even if they have been in the civil war, but the speed is very slow.

"Report the situation, Ethan, have you found anything?" In the seaside villa, Stark recorded the actual combat data of the Mark 2 while talking to Ethan through the armor.

"Of course we found it, there are orcs everywhere."

In the sky, Ethan replied helplessly. He was conducting high-altitude reconnaissance in the prototype of the Mark 2. The Mark 2 armor was smaller and more suitable for concealment, unlike Tomok's big junk 2. He might suddenly be discovered by the orcs on the ground, and then be beaten down or something.

But the result is that the panel on the helmet displays all the creatures that contain chlorophyll in their bodies. It is indeed a densely packed bright spot. Fortunately, it is not in a tropical rain forest, otherwise the orcs would not be found in this way.

"Can't find those orc camps? Tomok seems to want to know."

"Oh, Tony, can you expect me to find a grain of sand on the beach? They all look exactly the same to me."

The war below continues to sound, and the civil war among these orcs is rising. This is also the reason why the orcs here multiply in large numbers. Some scattered spores grow into orcs. These orcs spontaneously follow their instincts to form groups, and the strongest one becomes the boss, forming a group. He defeated the clan, and then continued to fight. As he continued to fight, the green tide appeared.

"Well, maybe we can try another way." Stark clicked his tongue, then remembered something and typed on the keyboard. "Ethan, I remember Tomok said that the stronger the orcs are, the larger they are. If we narrow the search range, we may find something."

"That's it, Jarvis, eliminate those orcs who are less than two meters tall."

"As you command, Sir Ethan."

After a few seconds, the bright spots on the panel gradually became fewer, but there were still many.

"Then mark the areas where there are a lot of bright spots, and that's it."

Several towns were highlighted, and if nothing else happened, they should be the base camps of these orcs.

"Tomok will be pleased."

"Sir, rockets were found in the rear."

"what"

Ethan looked back and saw dozens of rockets spraying flame tails, following him. If he was caught up, Ethan was sure that his experimental machine would not be able to withstand it.

"Ah oh"

"Please Tony, don't be emotional at this time." Ethan was going crazy. "Do you have any weapons on this?"

"Sure, Jarvis, turn on weapons restrictions."

"Weapon systems are online, sir."

"Launch interceptor missiles."

The Mark 2 opened its leg armor and fired several small rockets, hitting the rocket group behind it. After a series of explosions, the threat behind its butt was gone.

"Oh, that scared me to death."

"Calm down, Ethan, how could I let you go to the battlefield without preparing a weapon? Do I seem to be such an unreliable person?"

"Yes."

"Ethan, you hurt feelings by saying that."

"Next time, please don't say this to your friend who was almost hit by a rocket in the desert while drinking whiskey. It's really hurtful."

"Okay." Stark shrugged. It was indeed his fault for not telling Ethan the weapon system in advance, but he didn't expect it to be used so soon. "Go back and give these information to Rogered or Tomok."

The Mark 2 flipped in the air and then flew in the other direction. He had no idea that there was a big guy below that had locked onto him. If Tomok was here, he would recognize that big blue machine. A, called the fearless mecha.

da da da da da

The assault cannon on the right arm turned like a Gatling gun, and a continuous barrage hit the Mark 2 in the sky. Caught off guard, the Mark 2 started to smoke.

"Tony, where did this attack come from?"

Ethan used his mobility to try to dodge, but the first few attacks seemed to have hit the propeller on the sole of his left foot, and now his flight status was fluctuating.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look."

Stark controlled the satellite to scan that area. It was naturally impossible for something so big to escape the satellite's surveillance.

"Ethan, I'm pretty sure I don't recognize what that is, there aren't any weapons like that in the United Nations right now."

Of course Stark didn't recognize that mecha, because it was a product of Tomok's world and a human product in the Warhammer world.

The missile launcher on the left was raised, and the missiles were fired in a uniform manner and were produced on a large scale. It was obvious at a glance that the missiles were not made by orcs and flew towards Ethan's position at an extremely fast speed.

"Ethan, use incendiary bombs quickly"

"I can't do it Tony, it's stuck"

Ethan wanted to use other weapons, but all the weapons seemed to be paralyzed. After all, this was just a prototype of the Mark 2. There were many parts of the weapon system that were not independent. If one part was broken, other parts would also break down.

"Then just use whatever you want to kill them." The missiles were getting closer and closer. "Ethan"

bang

"do not"

A violent explosion and fire appeared on the screen, and then the screen cut off. Seeing this scene, Tony sat down on the chair and murmured feebly: "Ethan"

His heart was hurting. He had been hurt once in Afghanistan, but now, he was hurting again. He regarded Ethan as a friend, but his friend died in front of him for the second time.

"I'm sorry, Ethan."

"What are you sorry for me for?"

The communication was suddenly restored. Although there was some noise, Ethan's voice at least didn't sound like he was dying. Tony stood up from the chair in surprise again and said happily.

"Oh my god Ethan, Ethan, how are you doing now"

"Well, it was very bad. I was hit by a missile, my visor was broken, and my armor fell apart. I had to make an emergency landing on the ground."

"Just stay there and don't move. I will send the coordinates to Tomok and ask him to rescue you."

"No problem, I can't move even if I want to. What on earth did you attack me just now?"

"I don't know, but it's certainly not the product of an orc."

During this time, Stark also knew what the orc technology was like. It was a very unreliable technology, and this seemingly sophisticated mecha did not look like their creation.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sound of knocking on the glass door reached Stark's ears. He turned around and saw that it was his secretary Pepper.

"Come in, Pepper."

Peibo walked in with a look of resentment on her face. Looking at Tony who had been staring at the big screen and communicating with Ethan, there was always a smell of jealousy in his mouth.

"Cough, cough." He coughed twice to emphasize his presence, lest someone forget about him.

"Oh, I almost forgot, my dear." As a playboy who understands women's hearts, Stark knew that Pebo was unhappy. "So, what's going on with my little pepper?"

"Tony, you better look at this."

Peibo handed Stark a document. When Stark opened it, his face changed and became very serious, because the photo of the mecha that just attacked Ethan was on it, and there were also some drawings of other weapons. .

“Where did this come from?”

"The company server, Obadi just uploaded it from Afghanistan. He is preparing to manufacture this kind of thing on a large scale, and he has obtained permission from the board of directors."

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