Marvel I Can Control The Metal

Chapter 43

After a minute and a half, Leo had already seen the red-gold steel figure in front of him.

After another two seconds, the silver armor wrapped in golden light came directly to Mark III’s side.

“J.A.R.V.I.S, connect with Mr. Stark.”

“Leo, why did you come, how did you do it?” In less than a second, Tony’s exclamation voice came from the earphones.

“Mr. Stark, this is also one of my abilities. It was only inspired after the last incident. You know, I am very low-key.”

Leo talked to Tony through the headset.

“Leo, it’s not a joke to go out this time. I don’t want to hurt you. I can do it alone.”

Tony was still looking ahead Flight.

“They must have gone to Gemira because of Ethan. Whether it is Ethan or Stark industrial weapons, I can’t just sit back and watch.”

“Then what do you want to do?” Leo asked

“Destroy my weapon.”

“I’ll be with you. This is the first actual test of the Mark III. I don’t want to miss it.” Leo and Tony Flight side by side.

Tony didn’t speak, but his feelings for Leo deepened. Perhaps at this moment, Tony finally truly regarded Leo as a partner.

Mark 3’s hands also shot flames, and the speed accelerated a bit. There was a strong fluctuation in the air around the armor, and an explosion sounded out of thin air.

Mark 3 entered a supersonic state.

Leo also followed, and above the clouds, two figures, one gold and one red, flew quickly to Gemira.

“Mr. Stark, will we be targeted by satellites?”

“No, our size is too small. Unless the military has a satellite that monitors a place, we can only be found if we break in, but we will not pass through the military’s test area.”

Tony said confidently.

“Mr. Stark, do you say you can stop the tank shells?”

“I have calculated it, there should be no problem, why would you ask this question?” Tony asked strangely.

“I was thinking, if a tank shell comes over, you say I can’t save you.”

“Take care of yourself, don’t want me to save you now.”

Leo also smiled, and the two accelerated a little more.

……

In the small town of Gemira, there are only a few dilapidated buildings. The walls of the bungalows are all covered with bullet holes, and there are desperate crying all around.

All the freedom fighters with guns seemed to be killing people for fun, shooting at random with guns at the running refugee crowd.

Seven or eight refugees were rushed to a room, and then a grenade was dropped. After a loud noise in the room, there was no sound.

There were also soldiers who captured all the women and children, and drove all the men to the wall, facing the wall with their heads lying on their stomachs, preparing to kill them all.

Among them, the bearded deputy leader who once brought Tony out of the cave also stood in the middle and commanded.

“Bring all the women into the car, hurry up, the weapons are over there!”

“Get everyone out of the house!”

“catch him!”

I saw a man holding his two children and his wife and wanted to take the opportunity to run away.

His men beat the man to the ground with a rifle, and dragged the woman and two children to the truck.

“Killed with the others!”

He waved his hand to let his men drag the man to the wall and stand.

His son cried out loudly, “Dad, Daddy.” He broke free.

The father also struggled to escape, and ran to hug his son.

The deputy leader walked up by himself, pulled the boy up, and threw it back.

He kicked him directly to the ground, stepped on his father’s feet with all his strength, and said to the soldier on the side.

“Kill him, you trash!”

Turn around and walk away and look elsewhere.

The soldier pulled his father up and knelt on the ground, raised the rifle in his hand and pressed it against his head.

The mother on the side held her daughter and son’s heads helplessly, and was about to see her father die in front of them.

A roar roar came from the air.

Everyone looked up, a red-gold steel armor came down from a high altitude, with both hands spraying down to slow down, and kneeling down as a buffer.

Tony Stark is here.

The other silver armor fell silently without any movement, and stood silently on the ground like foam.

Although it looked only three-fifths of the height of the red and gold armor around him, it was even more terrifying.

Immediately someone shot Tony and the two of them, and the brass bullet bounced off the armor without any effect at all.

Mark 3 stepped forward and punched the nearest soldier with a gun. He flew seven or eight meters away, flew to the side and fell off the wall on the second floor, and died directly.

Three consecutive pulse cannons in the palm of the hand took away the three gunners around.

Turning around, he pointed his hands at the soldiers who bound women and children in front of the truck.

But the five people all used the hostages in their arms as shields, preventing Tony from using the Palm Pulse Cannon.

The energy light in his hand slowly extinguished, but J.A.R.V.I.S directly locked the heads of the five robbers on the screen.

Two rows of small automatic machine guns suddenly appeared on both shoulders.

Twelve small bullets were fired out, ensuring that each person would taste two, a fatal blow.

The machine gun was retracted, but the movement directly caused the tied women and children to take a step back, with deep fear in their eyes.

They didn’t react until the child rushed out and hugged his father and knelt down in fear.

Tony didn’t forget the big beard he saw. J.A.R.V.I.S turned on the scanning system and judged that the beard was hiding behind the wall and was about to make a call.

Tony punched through the wall, pulled him out, and threw him into the crowd.

“He is yours.”

“Mr. Stark, don’t you want to kill him yourself?” Leo asked, who was watching all the way.

“I think I killed him and made him so happy!”

“All right, then I will go to the other side, you continue, then I will find you.”

Leo and Tony are separated. He believes that Tony, after all, also has the protagonist’s halo protection, there should be no accidents.

There is still a tragic fight around, no, it should be a massacre, this small square is just the tip of the iceberg.

Leo went to other positions, watching the freedom fighters still slaughter the unresistible civilians, and his heart surged with anger.

After walking over, the three soldiers who were shooting directly at the refugees, with a card in their hands, the trigger turned into a finger-severing knife, and the fingers were directly divided into two pieces.

The guns were also thrown on the ground, but they floated up again, aiming their guns at themselves.

Dozens of bullets exploded out, smashing them into flesh and blood sieve one by one.

More and more people discovered this strange silver figure, and their guns were aimed at this side one after another.

Hundreds of barrage consisting of more than a dozen guns were all set three meters away from Leo. In the next instant, they all reflected back, directly hitting their foreheads, and their heads were all knocked out.

Leo was really merciless towards them, got up and flew, passing by at low altitude, like a harvester.

Wherever he passed, all gunmen died instantly.

Whoever lets them hold metal firearms in their hands, with one thought, the shards of the firearms can penetrate their heads.

Had it not been for Leo’s spirit to be only nineteen points, I must have cut the grass a bit faster.