Marvel: The Rise of Little Iron Man

"Boom--!"

With a loud noise, the spotlight on the ceiling burst in response, and the glass fragments fell like rain, smashing into a mess in the frightened screams.

In the center of the stage, the smug smile on Justin Hammer's face froze in an instant. He looked at the "Hammer soldiers" he was proud of, like a strangled duck.

These cold steel creations, the reactor on the chest, is shining with an ominous dark red light, like an open magic eye in hell. Their weapon systems have been fully activated, and the muzzles are aimed at the crowd below the stage.

"Stop! Stop quickly! This is not a drill!" Hammer screamed at the microphone in panic, and his voice became sharp and harsh because of fear.

However, these machines don't listen to his command at all.

"Click."

The heads of all the mecha rotated neatly, and the sound of metal friction was particularly harsh in the silent venue.

The crowd exploded completely.

Panic spread like a plague, and people screamed, pushed, and rushed to the exit recklessly.The originally bright and beautiful Expo site turned into a purgatory on earth in an instant.

"Rod!"

A shout came from the side of the stage, and it was Tony Stark's voice.

Everyone followed the reputation and saw Colonel Rod, who was wearing a thick black armor, was being forced by two army-type robots and dragged to the center of the stage step by step.

The war machine, which should have been the most dazzling star of the American military, has now become the sharpest knife in the hands of the enemy.

Rod's face was covered with sweat and blue veins rose. He struggled desperately inside the armor to try to regain control. But all his operations sank into the sea, and the cold system prompts kept echoing in his ears:

[Permissions are locked... External control protocol starts...]

"Damn it!" Rod roared and watched the weapon system of the armor charging itself, and the target suddenly locked the panicked crowd under the stage.

At this critical moment!

"Rumble--!"

The glass dome of the main exhibition hall of the Expo was smashed by an incomparable force!

Countless glass fragments flew in the air, refracting the chaotic light below.

A red and golden stream of light fell from the sky, hitting the center of the stage heavily in a standard superhero landing posture, stirring up a circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye.

The dust settles.

Paul's armor No. 6 stood quietly there, with smooth lines, classic red and gold colors, and the round ark reactor on the chest emits a stable and powerful blue light.

"It seems that I missed the opening party?"

Tony's joking voice sounded through the external speaker and spread clearly throughout the venue.

His appearance, like a strong heart injection, made the chaotic scene quiet for a moment.

But the next second, all the Hammer soldiers turned the muzzle, and the dense tongue of fire poured madly towards Tony!

"Jarvis, snatch Rod back for me!" Tony roared in the armor, suppressing the huge anger in his voice.

"Sir, the other party's firewall is very tricky. Ivan Vanko seems to have predicted our action." Jarvis's voice was so calm that there was no emotion.

"Then don't play cards according to common sense!" Tony's eyes were cold, "Where is the back door left by Paul? Launch the 'Guardian Angel' protocol and let the big white also help!"

"Do as you say, sir." The Guardian Angel' protocol has been activated, and the big white auxiliary system is connected.

As soon as the words fell, the back and shoulder armor of Paul No. 6's armor suddenly slipped away, revealing more than a dozen beehive-like launchers.

"Chuh! Chuh! Sing!"

Twelve palm-sized miniature drones, also in red and gold colors, burst out like a swarm of released bees, and dispersed in an instant.

Floating cannon!

This is Paul's tailor-made trump card for Tony based on the science fiction concept of his world!

These little things draw a trajectory in the air that is difficult for the naked eye to catch, as flexible as a group of killing elves with life. They accurately bypassed the crowd and cut into the battlefield at a tricky angle.

A thin but deadly beam of energy ejected from the tip of the cannon.

"Bang!"

The head of a Hammer soldier was instantly pierced into a spark, and his huge body fell to the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of precise shots are fired.

Reactors, joints, weapon systems... The attack of the floating cannon is as precise as surgery, and each shot hits the key.

The audience under the stage has been stunned.

This is no longer a battle, but a one-sided massacre, a gorgeous science and technology art exhibition to the extreme.

Thirty invincible "Hammer soldiers" were dismantled into subway parts by these ghostly little guys in less than 30 seconds.

Justin Hammer sat on the ground, his face was like ashes, and he muttered, "My...my money..."

On the battlefield, only Tony and the kidnapped war machine are left.

"Rod!" Tony shouted, "How do you feel, dodging the heavy rain of bullets from the war machine? Does this new dress still fit?"

"Shut up, Tony!" Rod's voice came from the communicator of the war machine, full of struggle and pain, "Find a way! This guy... wants to kill you!"

The Gatlin machine gun on the shoulder of the war machine rotated wildly, and the bullets splashed at Tony like a rainstorm.

"Jarvis, progress!"

"Ninety-two percent, sir, the other party is making the last resistance!"

"Then add some ingredients to him!"

Tony suddenly raised his hands, and two thick energy shock waves hit the feet of the war machine. The huge impact force made him stagger, and there was a brief pause in firepower.

It's now!

"The firewall has been broken! The control protocol is being rewritten!"

Jarvis's voice sounded.

The red light on the war machine was instantly extinguished, and all the weapon systems were muted. The huge body seemed to be drained of all its strength. With a "bang" sound, it knelt on one knee and stopped moving.

"Huh..."

Tony breathed a sigh of relief and landed beside Rod.

The armor of the war machine slowly rose, revealing Rod's sweaty and tired face.

"Thank you, buddy."

Tony's face armor also opened, and he raised his eyebrows: "It's hard to raise your hand. However, you have to compensate me for a new car. In order to avoid you just now, I accidentally stepped on Hammer's exhibition car.

The two looked at each other and saw the happiness of the rest of their lives after the robbery from each other's eyes.

At the same time, their eyes turned to the culprit who was about to slip away from the edge of the stage - Justin Hammer.

Tony raised his hand casually, and a low-power energy beam hit Hammer's feet, which scared him to sit on the ground.

"Where are you going, Justin?" There is no joy or anger in Tony's voice.

"No... it's not me! It's him! It's that Russian!" Han Mo burst into tears and screamed incoherently, "It's Ivan Vanko! It's all done by him! He lied to me!"

Rod walked to him with heavy steps and looked at him condescendingly with a cold voice.

"Where is he?"

"Hammer Industry! My headquarters!" Hammer seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw, and said everything like a bamboo tube pouring beans. "He drove my people out and occupied my laboratory!He said... He said he was going to make a real big guy! A monster that can pinch both of you into scrap iron!"

Monster?

Tony and Rod's faces sank at the same time.

They realized that the chaos just now might be just an appetizer before the real storm came.

Ivan Vanko, the avenger who crawled back from hell, his real killer, is just about to appear.

"Jarvis, bring out all the architectural drawings of Hammer Industries." Tony's facial armor closed with a "click", and the cold electronic eyes locked the distant night sky.

He turned to Rod beside him.

"Rod, in the second round, are you interested?"

The face armor of the war machine also closed, making a dull metal sound instead of answering.

"It's just right for me." ULZ 009023 The next second, two torrents of steel rose to the sky, tore the night, and flew rapidly towards Hammer Industry with endless anger.

In the next second, two steel torrents shot up into the sky, tearing through the night, brimming with boundless rage, and sped towards Hammer Industry.

Above the ruins of the Expo, only a cold echo was left.

"Ivan Vanko, we are here to find you."