Marvel's Reborn Mecha Empire

Away from the area of ​​crossfire, the bald man can now call himself a fan of March.

Because he paid more attention to March than the target Tony Stark since he discovered that there was something special about March.

To be more specific, he was observing the whole process. Although he could not see clearly at some times, he still saw the magical scene when March's arm turned into a gun.

What's more unusual is that he was not particularly surprised by this situation, but his expression became a little worse.

There are actually mutants involved. Haven't they stopped all official activities? Could it be that the intelligence collected by the organization is wrong? Or is this an unfettered, unorganized solo traveler?

No matter which one it was, it was not good news for the bald man. He stroked and turned the ring on his left index finger. The red gemstone inlaid with it was dull and had some cracks.

A bunch of nosy guys, why would he have to work so hard if it weren't for those mutated bastards.

He didn't like mutants, and his organization didn't like them even more.

Especially now that a guy of unknown origin appears to help the US military take away Tony Stark.

Because it would make his job more troublesome, and he didn't feel comfortable having to do it himself, but when it came to Tony Stark, he could live with that.

Things that could have been solved with cannon fodder now have to be taken on by oneself. The situation of the battle is really easy to be reversed. However, for the sake of future expansion, it is not a bad idea to show off one's fists now.

"Inform our own people, prepare to fight, and snatch Tony Stark away from me." The bald man turned to the bearded man on the side and said, "I want to live, but if there is really no chance, don't let him Go back alive."

At least you have to complete the commission and earn some capital.

"Also, pay attention to this person..." The bald brother ordered the bearded man. The bearded man nodded in agreement and then went to gather the real members of their freedom fighters and board a military transport that was obviously different from the extremists who came to help. The car sped towards the place where the convoy was attacked.

The injury on Lieutenant Colonel Roddy's leg was either serious or minor.

Regardless of the severity of the injury, it was a coincidence that he just couldn't use one leg, so he could only sit here relying on the car and sitting on the ground waiting for rescue.

He has sent out the contact and a helicopter will arrive soon.

"If what you said is true, you really have to give Tony a hard blow afterwards." Roddy was now chatting with March, and he also needed to use this to divert his attention from his pain. "I'll testify to you, asking him for million is not much."

One hundred million is not too much? Ma Qi felt that his view of money had been trampled on. Although his family's business collapsed, Ivan's father did not leave him a debt, but instead left him millions of Chinese coins.

But you are asking for million, and it is definitely US dollars. Ma Qi really can't stand it.

Do you have a mine at home? Well, the Starks do have mines.

"He once conducted an experiment and destroyed an F-22 test aircraft directly from me. Although it was not a prototype with a price that was not reference, it was still close to 25 billion. And then you know what happened to him? He didn't even make a call, and just asked me to go to Stark Enterprises for reimbursement." Roddy recalled this past incident, "So it's no problem if you give him million, his life is worth more than this amount."

"Really? Then I can live a life without worries about food and clothing in seconds?" Ma Qi casually continued the topic, but in fact, he didn't believe it at all.

Both parties were having an awkward chat. They had tested each other before, but found that it was of no use at all, so they just started chatting awkwardly.

Ma Qi felt the vibration of the ground and heard the sound of approaching vehicles in his ears. Before he looked at him, just based on these two points, he knew that they were not some unknown team. The sound of the vehicles was very steady. It's a reliable standard vehicle.

It seems that the reinforcements from the US military are in place and they have arrived so quickly.

"Not only do you have a good attitude, but your efficiency is also good. If you were the police, there would be fewer unjust cases in the United States." March would tease Roddy without any scruples.

But when he saw something was wrong with Roddy's face, he realized that he might have been happy too early.

"The reinforcements I contacted came by helicopter." Roddy said looking at March.

March hurriedly stood up and looked in the direction of the vehicle.

Four armed jeeps rushed in front, followed by four armed transport vehicles. Tattooed on the black spray-painted shell was a logo with some kind of text written in a circle.

It’s not the U.S. military anyway, and it’s coming from bad intentions.

Because the other party has already opened fire!

At this moment, the flow of time seemed to slow down, and March saw a missile aimed at an armored target whizzing down from the sky toward him.

The missile trailing the tail flame under the streamlined shape was none other than the Jericho missile manufactured by Stark Industries. March even saw the words "Made by Stark Industries" printed on the missile.

Reacting with his enhanced body, March grabbed Roddy and threw him to the sand, where there was a crater left by the explosion that could be used as a hiding place to provide cover.

And he was also preparing to go there to take refuge. He rescued Rody first because he was confident that he could follow up.

It's a pity that he was wrong. Apparently he overestimated his enhanced body reaction speed and execution speed. He did become faster in terms of speed. As his strength increased, he also controlled the intensity accordingly, but he was still not faster than the whistling weapon. Jericho missiles coming.

As the missile fell and hit the scrapped Humvee, the impact triggered the detonation signal, and after an explosion, Madge's figure flew out and landed not far from Roddy, who was paralyzed in the crater.

March was not as lucky as Tony. He was able to enjoy the fact that the warhead was inserted into the sand without being triggered directly and entered a delayed detonation. He did not even have time to react under the instant explosion. He only felt as if a handful of sand had been slapped on his body. , also seemed to have been injected in several places.

The initial feeling was not excruciating pain, but he felt that his consciousness was obviously blurred, and his body was like a deflated rubber ball. It seemed that his body was full of endless strength, which would fade away.

Oh, this feels so bad.

So I hate Tony Stark, I hate this arrogant guy. I didn’t expect that I escaped from a bombing zone by luck, but ended up getting shot?

March's consciousness began to become confused, and his vision began to blur. Before he lost consciousness and fell into coma, his hand touched Tony's cell phone under his clothes, which was vibrating with an incoming call.

After complaining that the quality and luck were incredible, Ma Qi closed her eyes.

He could feel at least thirty metal fragments entering his body, some from missiles and some from the Humvee destroyed by the explosion.

Maybe this is retribution. March dug out the Hummer's heart with his front hand, so the opponent called a foreign aid to retaliate against him. The cycle of cause and effect is a bit interesting.