At a U.S. military base, a group of officers was waiting on a training ground. After a while, a luxury car drove in and stopped in front of everyone. Behind it was a large truck. A tall and strong man in a white suit got out of the car and came to the rear passenger door to open it. A middle-aged man in a black suit, with a signature mustache and an unruly expression, stepped out.
"Hey, General, how are you? Sorry, I met a female reporter on the road who was very enthusiastic and invited me for an interview, so I'm a bit late," the man said as soon as he got out of the car. He walked toward the officers, enthusiastically reached out and grabbed the hand of the leading general, and gave him a hug. The general, whose hair was slightly gray, had a stiff expression and seemed a little uncomfortable with the man's enthusiasm. He had waited for this guy for half an hour, but he kept it to himself and didn't say it aloud.
"Tony, I hope what I'm about to see can satisfy me." "Definitely. I know that only if you are satisfied will you place an order for Stark Arms worth 8 billion US dollars. For this order, I have put a lot of thought into this weapon," the man called Tony said. He took off his sunglasses, blinked, and his tone was full of confidence.
No one present, not even the leading general, would question the business level of the man in front of them. Because he was a genius recognized by the whole United States, Tony Stark, the head of a giant arms company that emerged during World War II. At the age of 14, Tony Stark entered the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), graduated from the Department of Electrical Engineering at the age of 17, and successfully found his social position with impressive results—the new boss of the family business, Stark Industries. The unfortunate death of his parents had stimulated Tony's career momentum. At the age of 21, he began to control tens of billions of assets and gradually established Stark Industries as the number one arms supplier to the U.S. military. Of course, wealth and genius had shaped his arrogant and conceited character. It made people hate him, but there was no way around it; he had the capital.
Tony Stark snapped his fingers. The huge truck behind him stopped, and the back opened automatically, revealing a car. A car equipped with special equipment.
"This is the sonic weapon I'm providing for you," he said. "It can use a high-energy ultrasonic generator to generate high-frequency sound waves, causing strong air pressure that leads to physiological reactions such as blurred vision and nausea, thereby weakening the combat effectiveness of personnel or making them lose the ability to fight completely. It can even shatter the glass of doors and windows, and it cannot be avoided even if you hide in tanks and air-raid shelters. It can pass through 15-meter concrete walls and tank steel plates, with severe sound causing people to die instantly. Believe me, you don't want to see how terrible the damage caused by its maximum power will be, nor do you want to stand in front of it."
Tony Stark introduced the weapon to the officers in an excited voice.
"Mr. Stark, we need to see its effect. We also ordered sonic weapon devices from Hammer Industries before, but they could only barely meet our requirements. I hope your weapons will not be the same," the general said calmly.
Tony Stark raised his eyebrows and pointed his sunglasses at the general with one hand, with an expression that implied he was being insulted. He seemed a little unhappy. "Hammer Industries? That group of experts who just graduated from elementary school, claiming that they can surpass Stark Industries within ten years? Please, they are just a bunch of jokes. And many things have nothing to do with the size of assets." He pointed to his head. "It's all in here. Come on, let's see my work."
Tony opened his arms and looked flamboyant, but before he finished his pretentious words, the blue sky above the base suddenly burst into two bright golden lights, falling like meteors toward the center of the base. The base's warning and alarm systems were only activated at this moment. The alarm sounded throughout the base instantly. In an instant, countless defensive system weapons aimed at the sky, and the soldiers in the distance all rushed to the officers immediately.
The bodyguards brought by Tony Stark ran over and held Tony down, pressing him to the ground, and shouted hurriedly, "BOSS, hold your head quickly! It's a missile attack!"
"Fuck!" Tony, who was pressed to the ground and didn't know what was going on, immediately cursed when he heard this. He was so scared that his body trembled. He quickly curled up and held his head with his hands, allowing his fat bodyguard to press on him. He hated this feeling. Usually, he was the only one who could press others down.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft missiles roared, and countless shells shot into the sky, but the two meteor-like beams ignored these shells completely. Groups of fire exploded one after another like firecrackers, but they still couldn't stop the two beams from falling.
Boom! Finally, with a terrifying roar and a sharp whistle, two figures surrounded by golden light fell from the sky, landing on the ground like a missile explosion. The terrifying shockwave raged in all directions. The soldiers gathered around were all blown away by this air wave and screamed. Dust and gravel surged into the sky, and the military caps of the officers who were pressed to the ground by the soldiers were blown away. They were in a mess, but no one said a word. But there was a huge wave in their hearts. What on earth could send missiles to this military base, and the bombs were so accurate? Was it that Da Mao went crazy? But was that possible?
After a long time of speculation and thinking, the air waves calmed down. The soldiers who were blown away not far away hurriedly got up and pointed their weapons at the dust in front of them. They seemed to see two figures looming in their field of vision. The officers and Tony Stark also stood up with the help of the soldiers and bodyguards, and just wanted to evacuate. However, a surging and terrifying aura suddenly came down from nowhere. The strong wind blew and the dust dissipated. No matter who it was—the officers, the soldiers, and Tony Stark—everyone seemed to be pressed by a heavy mountain, making them unable to move and pinning them to the spot.
Under such great pressure, everyone could not even move their fingers or pull the trigger, let alone launch an attack or escape. What on earth was this? Everyone looked forward, their pupils shrinking, and they saw two figures, very young, a man and a woman. Both were about 1.7 meters tall, with the man being a bit taller at 1.75 meters. From their faces, they were very young and obviously immature. They were wearing ordinary underwear, jackets, jeans, and shoes. But the aura they exuded was like a substance, especially the terrible murderous intent in their eyes. When they looked at each other, they felt as if they were in a purgatory world. The ubiquitous murderous intent was like a blade cutting their souls, causing endless pain.
"Who is it? Who is it?" The officers, soldiers, and Tony Stark couldn't believe it. He fell from the sky, ignoring the anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft missiles. He fell from such a high altitude and was safe and sound. He just stood there. He didn't know what means he used to press everyone in place and make them unable to move. Gravity weapons? Or some superpower? Tony Stark rolled his eyes, and his brain kept thinking. Why did these two people suddenly break into the military base? Or did they come here for him? Tony Stark was not stupid at all; on the contrary, he was very smart. The other party arrived at the right time, just when he arrived at the military base. If you say there was no connection between them, he would never believe it.
"Damn, this is troublesome," Tony Stark thought, feeling bitter. Judging from the ability shown by the other party, there was probably no one in this military base who could stop the two.
Aw~ In his bitterness, everyone's vision suddenly blurred, and then the two figures appeared in front of Tony Stark in the next second.
"Is it for Stark?" The officers suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, as long as they were not coming for them, it was fine. As for whether Tony Stark lived or died, it didn't matter to them. Anyway, it was fine as long as they didn't die. As for the subsequent impact, General Ross would support it even if the sky fell. What did it have to do with them?
Tony Stark was a little numb. When he saw the murderous intent in the eyes of these two young monsters, he knew that he was finished.
"Tony Stark, I really miss you. I have missed you for three whole years," the girl said. Her voice was very nice, as sweet as her appearance, but under the sweet voice, there was a touch of madness that frightened Tony Stark. In fear and confusion, Tony Stark subconsciously said, "What three years? Are you my daughter?" After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment. He was able to speak, but the pressure on his body still existed.
The girl's and boy's faces suddenly changed, looking at Tony wolfishly. "What are you talking about?" "Isn't it? How old are you? Why do you want me for three years? Did your mother die?" Tony's thoughts were still so jumpy even when he was facing death. In fact, what he thought was normal. After all, two young children suddenly came to his doorstep, and they looked like he had failed them. In addition to his unruly private life, he couldn't think of any other reasons.
"You bastard. . . " The boy was angry, and the aura surging from his body became more and more terrifying. The pressure suddenly increased, and everyone's faces changed. The already heavy pressure was added a little more. They could even hear the sound of their bones creaking. "Damn it, you damn Tony Stark, what the hell are you thinking about? You really deserve to die, Tony! Kill him, crush him quickly, I want to see him become a pool of mud!" In their hearts, they were madly spewing venom at Tony Stark. They had done evil things, and now they had to bear the anger of the other party together. Did he want them all to be buried together? Sure enough, these rich guys were not good people. They cursed silently in their hearts.
The girl reached out to stop the boy who was about to get angry and looked seriously at Tony, whose face was flushed because of the sudden increase in pressure. "Do you still remember Sokovia?"
"Sokovia? Definitely remember." Tony was honest, and his brain was still thinking frantically. The boy and girl were about 15 or 16 years old, or about 17 or 18 years old, around 1990? But he was only about 20 years old at that time. Uh, it seemed that he was obedient at that time. This was inherited from his father's playboy character, if he hadn't met his mother. He didn't know how many brothers and sisters he had. It was just that the time was too long ago. Who could remember what happened more than ten years ago? Tony felt bitter. But there was also the matter of Sokovia? He didn't remember that he had ever met a girl from Sokovia. Was it a misunderstanding?
"Three years ago, there was a war in Sokovia. A large number of missiles bombed Sokovia. Countless people died because of this war, and countless children were displaced. We were a pair of twins." The girl said faintly, "Until now, I can still think of the scene of the bombing at home, and I can think of my parents being dragged into the bottom of the bomb crater because of the explosion and buried by the ruins. I can also think of our luck hiding under the bed, watching the signal light of the missile flashing on the ground less than two meters away from us."
"Guess whose name is written on that bomb?"
"Stark Industries?" Tony's face turned ugly, and he made an uneasy guess. But he immediately denied it after he finished speaking, "Impossible. Stark Industries' arms have always only been supplied to the U.S. military. We only accept orders from the military. Stark's arms cannot appear in Sokovia. Did the U.S. military launch a war against Sokovia?"
The officers not far away were confused. What did it mean? They were enjoying themselves, but why did they suddenly have to shoulder a big responsibility? The leading general quickly refuted, "It can't be the military. The military has never exported wars to other countries." After speaking, he saw the expressions of Tony and the other officers looking at him like a fool. He choked up, as if this reason was untenable. As the real power holder of the military, he knew that the United States had exported a lot of wars to other countries. It was just a troublemaker. At most, it used public opinion to make its reasons for exporting wars more noble. "Well, okay, but I can guarantee that the military did not launch any open or covert war against Sokovia three years ago. There is no interest in that place at all. We cannot launch a war without interest."
(End of Chapter)
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