Stark flew between the ruins at an extremely fast speed, nimbly dodging protruding stones and beams, and shuttling through the gaps.
The purpose of doing this was to avoid the sight of the other party as much as possible and avoid being targeted.
This of course requires extremely high reaction speed and body control ability, but for Stark this is commonplace. Several years of practical experience have allowed him to fully tap the potential contained in this ordinary body, so every one of his movements is extremely smooth and flowing.
"ever!"
Stark found the first target while flying and decisively sent a beam of light to his head. Immediately, the opponent's limbs went limp and he fell to the ground.
"Thirteen left, Jarvis, oh, damn, we need to get past that number quick," Stark said casually.
"Quite a pretty one, sir. The next one is on the left. He's hiding in that building."
"OK, OK, cunning cat, it seems we have to disguise ourselves as a cat teaser."
"Want to activate the homing bullet, sir?"
“Good idea.”
Next, Stark flew straight past the apartment building, seemingly ignoring the target.
In the apartment building, the armed man in black caught this information. He immediately leaned out of the window, ready to shoot at Iron Man with his RPG.
However, the moment he leaned forward, Stark activated the launcher on his shoulder, and shot out an automatic homing bullet like a flying needle.
The bullet flew towards the opponent's forehead like a small rocket and killed him with one shot.
"I have to say that old-fashioned weapons also have their merits."
This weapon system is used in conjunction with the Mark III. It once shone brightly when Iron Man first appeared, but because it uses chemical propellants, it is not cost-effective and is considered an antique.
But money can't buy my happiness, and Stark has a special liking for it.
"There are 12 left, sir. Four of them are trying to occupy the commanding heights. Do we need to prioritize locating them?" Jarvis reminded.
"Oh, that's great. I like the way they're all in step." Stark had already figured out how to deal with it.
"J turn, Jarvis."
He immediately adjusted the direction of his arms, accelerated the particle beam, adjusted the angle and then flew forward with more force. When he was about to hit the building in front, the entire machine suddenly climbed up at a high speed like pulling onions out of dry land, forming a J-shaped trajectory.
At this time, Jarvis just locked the positions of the four people.
They had already used the ropes to reach the roof and were aiming at the rising Iron Man from four different directions.
"We need to move fast, sir, and track down the other sources of radiation. We are also being targeted by the enemy on the ground."
"OK, now it's show time."
Stark, who had reached the height of the roof, suddenly crossed his hands in front of his chest. After the laser beam was activated on the back of his hands, he immediately spread his arms and twisted his body at a high speed.
This formed a laser scanning core with no blind spots centered on him. As his body turned, the two laser beams began to rotate and scan 720 degrees like the laser lights on the dance floor.
Four Hydra personnel were beheaded at the same time.
"Maybe they are not prepared enough. At least, they should know more about Iron Man's fighting art." Stark was very satisfied with the result.
"You are very fast, sir. There are only eight left. We have prioritized suitable targets for you." As a qualified butler, Jarvis has mastered the balance between praise and pragmatism.
This may be another kind of art.
"OK, we have to speed up. I'm a little worried about the child's condition." Stark knew that the risk was not at the moment.
"Perhaps we can do it, sir. The six of them are starting to move towards each other and gather together."
"Let's deal with those six people first." Stark responded and changed direction, flying towards the coordinates provided by Jarvis.
Soon, he found the group of people.
These six people did not carry any missiles. Instead, each of them held a shield made of a unique material, which were put together to form a giant arc-shaped shield.
They seemed to be trying to use it to defend against Iron Man's attacks.
"Unless you are vibranium..." Stark immediately tried a shot with his hand cannon.
Then he was surprised to find that the shield dissipated most of the energy of his attack.
Immediately afterwards, dense bullets were fired from behind the shield.
Stark immediately activated the jet propulsion device at his waist, allowing himself to fly several meters horizontally and avoid the danger in time.
"Something is wrong, Jarvis, analyze the material of this shield."
As he spoke, he quickly turned around and rushed towards the front of the shield, while increasing the power of the palm ray, trying to decompose some of the matter from it.
"It's nanomaterial, sir, and it's the same as the crystals in the laboratory." Jarvis gave the answer quickly.
Stark was very surprised to hear the news. While dodging a new round of attacks, he asked Jarvis to retrieve relevant information.
"Damn, they already have this technology?"
This is not good news.
"After comparative analysis, the molecules on the shield are crystalline molecules that have lost some of their biological activity and have not been reconstructed by quasi-elements. They should be trying some basic applications."
"Well done, Jarvis." Stark breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Hydra's research route was different from his own, and they had not yet discovered the true potential of the crystal.
"By the way, it's time to give someone a taste of their own medicine." Stark had a high talent for fighting, and he quickly thought of a way to deal with the turtle shell in front of him.
He quickly flew to the shield, turned one hand into a suction cup shape to hold it down firmly, and the other hand changed into a hand hammer shape after complex and rapid mechanical transmission.
"We need a little speed, Jarvis."
"Yes, sir."
Then, the hand hammer began to hit the shield at an incredibly fast speed, gradually increasing in speed, and finally stabilized within a certain range.
The impact produced extremely high-frequency vibrations, which soon reached the tolerance limit of the nanomaterial, and fine cracks appeared on the shield.
"Bang!"
Finally, the shield shattered.
"Note this shortcoming, Jarvis. Our products must not have such problems in the future." Stark smiled and prepared to show his strength against the six people below.
However, something unexpected happened next—
A red light suddenly lit up in the mask, and Jarvis sounded the alarm again.
"Emergency alert, a magnetic bomb has been found in the rear! The equivalent is extremely threatening, and the aircraft is less than the escape distance!"
“Damn it!”
Stark realized instantly that the six people and the shield in front of him were just baits, and the real threat was the other two people he had ignored.
They actually sacrificed six of their companions to lure them into a fight, and then quietly deployed magnetic bombs in an attempt to kill themselves and their companions together.
"Prepare for ejection!" In this situation, all Stark can do is abandon the armor.
Of course, he will become very passive afterwards.
"It's too late sir. Current calculations show that the solution with the highest survival rate is to reduce the impact area."
Stark's eye twitched when he heard this, and then he decisively put his arms and shield in front of his chest, while bending his legs to keep the fetal position.
The solution proposed by Jarvis meant that he should just fight...
At this moment, Stark couldn't help but think a lot. He was not sure whether he could block the bomb, and he began to worry about possible injuries.
Soon, he began to worry about Pepper, Peter, and more...