[Iron Man] Did the president save the world today?

As the combat effectiveness of this group of refugees increased, their supplies gradually became more abundant, which made their ambitions bigger and bigger. They began to abandon this stinking corpse group and migrate northward. Of course, Amy couldn't tell what was going on. North and South, I heard a few women tell her, and Amy can already understand some of their words.

A group of people walked and walked, stopped and stopped, and finally arrived in a small town. As soon as they entered the town, they killed people and looted goods wantonly. Amy wanted to persuade them, but she couldn't persuade them because of the language barrier.Even so, she did not give up, and while the leading man was in a good mood, she ran over to speak again.

"First of all, sir, it's not good for us to do this." She said while gesturing, "We can live here and live with them, as long as we can provide them with what they want, we can avoid the use of force, just like I'm giving you guns."

"Shut up, woman." The leader suddenly spoke, and it turned out to be in English, "I'm happy today, and I'll tell you that you killed the group of people who took guns from them. Because the boss had to ask them to bring you out of the cave, but unfortunately they died, but you survived."

Amy froze.

"You are really lucky, woman." The leader sarcastically said.

Amy's mind flashed the stern expression when the bald head was about to kill her, and she was a little incoherent: "Then, then, does your boss..."

"He thought you were also killed in the explosion, but because he was not sure, he asked me to stay and continue searching, just because I was the only one who could speak English... Actually, I planned to pretend and leave in a few days, but I didn't expect to meet you. When I arrived as a refugee, I didn’t expect you to really wake up.” The leader laughed and took a sip of his wine, “Fate is really amazing!”

Amy was really speechless this time.She didn't know how to feel, she thought that the bald head really wanted to kill her, but it wasn't true, she thought she could foolishly stop the killing in human nature, but it wasn't, she thought that bartering was a wise choice ,actually not.

"You are an ominous woman, I won't keep you by my side, and I won't go back to the boss." The leader glanced at her, very contemptuously, "If you have a chance, go by yourself, since you have arrived in the small town now , then you should be able to find a way to return to your own country.”

Amy nodded blankly and left the room where the leader was.

The night is like water, and the sky above is full of stars that have never changed. New York does not have such bright stars. Although Nevada can see some, they are not as bright as here. The town that should be sleeping peacefully at night is dead silent. Behind her Inside the house is the triumphant song played by the intruder, but outside it is full of mourning.

Whoever holds a weapon has the right to speak, and whoever has the right to life and death is guilty.

At dawn, people took off their refugee clothes and turned into conquerors. Amy still followed them, wearing the clothes she picked up from the dead, and bloodbathed one town after another with them. When they ran out of ammunition and food, greed and the perverted pleasure of killing drove their steps, making them invincible.

It was all due to her handing over a gun in the first place.

When Amy gradually became numb to life and death, and almost forgot the flow of time, her name and ideals, her parents and roses, and Tony Stark, when she was about to forget these beautiful and precious things, a familiar confident voice Like the most powerful wrist, it stopped her heart from a precipice.

"The truth is..."

Amy's dull eyes slowly lit up, and she slowly looked towards the source of the sound. A TV was turned on, the male owner died by the door frame, and the hostess screamed in fear with three children in her arms. Looking at a high-spirited man, he was full of confidence at the press conference, and his gestures made people scream.

"I am Iron Man."

Amy felt her whole heart beating again, and tears flowed from her dry eye sockets, washing away the wind and frost on her face, revealing her original white and tender skin.

"Excuse me, do you have a telephone at home?" Amy was crying, her voice was intermittent, and she could hardly stand still, and she repeatedly and earnestly said to the mad hostess, "Please, let me call him , I can't take it anymore. Please."

The hostess was still screaming, but a little boy with pure eyes in her arms pointed to the table next to the door, on which was a mobile phone.

Amy walked over, and all other sounds seemed to be silent, only her heavy footsteps, the cold sound of keys, and a beep sound.

Time seems to have passed a century.

"Hey?"

It was Stark's voice, his private mobile phone number was known only to very few people, and this call came suddenly, interrupting his research on the palladium element, as if he had to answer it, but he answered a call from an unknown caller , there was an indescribable excitement.

Hearing his voice, Amy couldn't help crying out, crying heartbreakingly: "Tony, save me, come pick me up, I can't take it anymore, it's really scary here, there are people here every day Dying in front of me, I can't save them at all, not even one, Tony..."

Stark gave Jarvis an order almost as soon as he heard her voice: "Track the incoming call signal, quickly."

"Okay, sir."

"Amy, Amy," Stark took a deep breath to adjust his mood, "don't be afraid, I'll be there soon, three hours—no, two hours, I'll be there in two hours, you stand still and don't move— — Jarvis, haven't you found it yet!"

"Found it, sir, on the border between North Africa and Western Europe."

"Okay, send me the specific information on the way, and send a helicopter over there. I'll take a step first."

He stepped up to his exclusive platform in two or three steps, and the red and gold battle suit covered his body layer by layer. When he finished speaking, he had already flown out.

He kept his phone on the phone all the time, listening to the crying of the girl opposite, her original calmness and elegance and sunshine all disappeared, and the bloody scenes kept being said in intermittent words, she should never have been involved in that world.

Stark flew through the clouds at high speed, regardless of whether he touched the fragile self-esteem of any country, and flew to the address on the screen in front of him, where a girl was crying for help.

Stark could feel, not only the physical danger, but also the heart's cry for help. She was only a hair's breadth away from being completely defeated.

In Amy's tearful eyes, she saw a man walking towards the poor mother and child. The gun in his hand was like an insatiable mouth that could devour them at any time.

"Don't kill her..." The phone in Amy's hand slipped silently, her eyes fixed on the gun.

"Amy! Amy! Don't be impulsive!" Stark shouted in a panic when he heard the sound of something falling from the other side.

"Don't kill her! Please, don't kill her!" Amy moved to the side of the mother and child, and blocked the muzzle of the gun with her chest first. Her eyes were empty and there was nothing left, and she murmured and repeated. A few words, "Don't kill her."

When Stark landed, what he saw was this scene. The dirty girl cried into tears, her eyes were empty, and there was nothing in front of her, but she still opened her arms to protect the four people behind her.

Stark sighed long, with mixed feelings in his heart, he took off his battle suit and hugged the girl with his warm flesh and blood.

"Jarvis, Amy is sick, we need to find the best psychiatrist for her."

"Recovering Emilia Jarvis's data from the recycle bin, the recovery was successful. Dr. Moffat was successfully scheduled."

"Since when did you have a recycling bin?"

"When you asked me to delete Miss Amy's data, I temporarily added the recycle bin function to the program."

"Well done."

The author has something to say: Why did the heroine go through this scene, because from her perspective, one can imagine how hard Tony suffered and how strong he was.

I remember being very moved by this point when I watched Iron Man 1