StarCraft breaks through American comics

But this work cannot be done by no one, otherwise billions of human beings will always be trapped on the earth, waiting for the day when everything will be empty.

Both the Soviet Union and the United States have done this work in the past, and each has made considerable achievements.

Unfortunately, with the end of the Cold War and the beginning of the new century, there is no longer any incentive to drive short-sighted politicians to increase investment in space exploration.

They don't care about the future, they only see the votes of the present.

"The keel... If you want to get that thing, you need the exact coordinates." If he remembered correctly, the pile of keels was underground in a certain building on Manhattan Island.

In fact, Mrs. Gao and all five of them had access to the box where the keel was sealed, but they were unable to open it.

Only the power of the Iron Fist can open it.

It's okay, Xia Yan is not afraid of not being able to open it, he just asks the star spirit to slowly cut it with the psychic blade.

He was driven into a hurry, and he directly turned on billion watts of power, concentrated the energy of the sun in his fingers, and drilled it for me!

But before that, he had to find the specific location of the keel before he could start.

And they have to find a way to avoid the surveillance of the Hand, or step on their corpses and walk over to move things away in a dignified manner.

Xia Yan prefers the latter.

In fact, there is no need to worry at all now. No one can open this box until the new generation of Iron Fist returns to the world.

"Boss, what are you thinking about? Do you think NASA has the ability to discover us?" Ariel Hansen was stunned for a while when she saw him.

"Sorry, I thought of something... Of course, they shouldn't be able to find anything. The background radiation is enough to cover up our movements, even if the distance is as close as the earth and Mars." At such a long distance, unless the observation is very close, Be careful, otherwise the X-rays and ultraviolet rays released by the tail nozzle of the nuclear fusion engine will be completely obscured by the background radiation of the Milky Way.

Perhaps some scientists with a chance can detect these subtle anomalies, but it is almost impossible for them to locate the source of the radiation.

I guess they wouldn't even think about where the extra high-energy radiation came from.

"Forget it, let's go back to work. There are a lot of things waiting for us to do." He was too lazy to think so far, let's talk about it then.

A few days later, Stark, who had just completed the production of the Mark 5, was very proud.

This suit of armor was very lightweight, even lighter than he imagined.

But its flight capabilities are worrisome, not much better than the Mark 1.

But he has no other choice now. For the sake of portability, he can only make performance compromises.

"...Well, Jarvis, compare it with the Mark 4. I want to see how much protection it sacrifices for portability." Stark devoured the remaining burger in one gulp and picked up his tools. , prepare to concentrate on work.

"Okay, sir, we are retrieving data and generating a comparison chart... I'm sorry, sir, after my calculations, when you wear the Mark 5, you want it to have the same impact resistance as the Mark 2/3/4 , based on our existing materials, it is absolutely fantastic. The Mark 5's shell is too thin and thin, and it cannot block the attacks of most existing large-caliber weapons, including tank guns, howitzers and anti-tank missiles. Even the .2-caliber Heavy machine guns can also cause certain damage to their shells. Of course, please rest assured that if you are just facing a large-caliber heavy machine gun like the M, some functions of the armor may be damaged, but you will never be injured. Promise." Upon hearing this, Stark frowned slightly.

Gee, it seems he can’t be so slutty when wearing Mark 5.

Are there enemy tanks ahead? Slipping away.

Speaking of point 1, most of the transmission belts and wires of Teacher Tony's Mark 2 were interrupted by an M heavy machine gun set up on the mountainside by the terrorists from the Ten Rings Gang.

What he doesn't know is that in an old house on the outskirts of Moscow, Ivan Vanko is doing his best to grasp Stark's whereabouts in an attempt to analyze his activity patterns and find suitable opportunities to strike.

Ivan has been secretly observing for a long time. He has conducted all-round tracking, surveillance and analysis of Stark through multiple media including newspapers, the Internet, television, radio and other media.

He observed Stark more carefully than those Western reporters who just like to make big news when they have nothing to do.

The son of this damn robber, he is enjoying the glory and wealth that should belong to him and his father.

Ivan Vanke clenched his fists, but he didn't have the chance to throw this punch yet.

He could only wash away his boredom and resentment with strong vodka.

"Tons, tons, tons, tons!" The bottle of vodka that was full not long ago quickly bottomed out.

Ivan felt like he couldn't lift his eyelids. He was drunk again.

Because before he drank this bottle of vodka, he drank another bottle.

He felt like his eyelids were fighting and he couldn't separate them.

Then go to sleep, have a good sleep.

"...Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!" The drunk Ivan had a dream. He dreamed that he had successfully captured Tony Stark, and the latter was begging him for mercy.

He refused the other's plea for mercy and then killed Stark.

Ivan, who had his great revenge, laughed wildly.

However, this is just a dream.

Soon, the dream woke up.

Ivan found himself still lying on a narrow bed in this old and dim house. Nothing had changed at all, except that he had finished drinking his vodka.

And his and his father's enemies still loom large on television.

He punched the wooden table, which was peeling and moldy, with hatred, and several screws were knocked to the ground.

But Ivan was in no mood to pick it up.

Narcotizing yourself with alcohol can certainly cope with it for a while, but it cannot cope with it forever.

After sobering up, he found that his hatred for Stark had grown stronger.

Escape is not the answer.

Ivan shook his head, made himself a cup of coffee, forced himself to cheer up, and prepared to continue observing Stark's recent movements, guessing his possible next itinerary, and preparing for his attack plan.

Ivan's own weapons and equipment are basically ready.

Just two days ago, he had done several tests, and he was very satisfied with the power of the electric whip.

Moreover, manufacturing such weapons will also help prevent any accidents during transportation.

After all, if his equipment is made too much like traditional weapons, he will never be able to pass the security check when traveling cross-border.

Entering the second decade of the st century, security checks in various countries have had to be greatly strengthened with the occurrence of multiple terrorist attacks in many places.

It is difficult for the security personnel to think that the equipment manufactured by Ivan is actually a weapon.

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A few days later, the reactor at Andrewson Air Force Base was officially ignited and put into operation, and was quickly connected to the grid after stable operation.

Really unable to afford to wait, the Department of Defense is now eager to have a large, independent and stable energy supply.

However, there were only a few soldiers who came to watch the lighting ceremony.

Because the Internet cafe in the air force base was overcrowded at this time, and the US soldiers were busy playing games.

Although the last air chase battle between F22 and Iron Man really strained their originally relaxed nerves, for most ordinary netizen soldiers, this does not stop them from continuing to play games.

For example, these guys are playing CS1.6.

"Jack, you are such a loser, your thunder has defeated me! Please don't compete with me for the position of Sixth Path! If I peek one more time, that idiot will be sniped to death by me!"

"Hey, man, I don't seem to blame you for blinding me several times with your flashbangs..."

However, the two guys who started the argument were the weakest in the group.

One of them is at the bottom and the other is second to last.

And the bandit at the bottom didn't kill any of them.

Corporal John, who was playing with these two idiots, had a big head.

He really wanted to tell them that before BB teammates, they should first see what they are like.

But seeing the score of 2:11, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with these two guys.

He couldn't carry it around, so he just played with it.

"I have to do research during this period and I don't have much time. If you have any questions, you can leave some for me to discuss when I come back." Xia Yan told the company's programmers.

He was preparing to organize a voyage for an Alliance battle group.

In the past, other people came to find troubles for them. This time, he wanted to take charge personally and take the initiative to pick the trouble.

It's time to let the natives of the entire galaxy know that some of the billions of demons imprisoned by the great gods in the azure purgatory of Orion's Arm have broken free from the shackles of the gods and are about to show their fangs to them.

In Teacher Tony's villa.

"Mr. Stark, there is a female reporter who wants to interview you. Do you need me to decline?" Jarvis's emotionless electronic voice sounded again.

"...Turn it down, but I might consider joining the interview show that came to me yesterday." Originally, Stark didn't mind being interviewed.

Especially interviews with female reporters.

According to previous practice, the interviewer and the interviewee will end up naked and honest with each other.

However, looking at Pepper's somewhat thoughtful gaze, Teacher Tony, who had a strong desire for survival, decisively declined the interview.

It's a pity that he may not have much chance to discuss biological knowledge with those female reporters in the future.

Well, uncomfortable.

This talk show approached him yesterday, also hoping to know how Stark defeated Iron Overlord.

There was also a talk show that wanted to know how he escaped from the terrorists, but Stark refused without hesitation.

Indirectly killing Dr. Ethan due to his own carelessness was a permanent thorn in his heart.

He couldn't forget what Dr. Ethan looked like before he died.

He always felt guilty about it. If he was careful enough, maybe he and Dr. Ethan would actually have a chance to escape.

Moreover, Dr. Ethan is also a rare person who can get along with him, who has always been conceited and arrogant.

Originally, he planned to absorb Dr. Ethan into Stark Industries after escaping.

Unfortunately, no if.

But the entry point for his talk show yesterday was very good.

Telling how to defeat Obadiah's Iron Overlord, then Teacher Tony can find a way to brag about his own performance.

For example, how he guessed where Obadiah was going, and how he persisted in fighting when his power was low and the plane was about to crash.

Although due to Natsuhiko's intervention, the fatal blow to Obadiah was not delivered by him.