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In the car were the women and children they had kidnapped.
A terrorist holding an AKM stood blankly next to the truck.
Lai Mu swung his sword silently, and the tip of the sword slid down, cutting diagonally across the shoulder, cutting the body and the gun in half.
Blood overflowed, dyeing the sword red and splashing on the ghosts and gods, like blood cherry blossoms, hideous and weird.
A little blood stuck to the optical sensor, dyeing the image in front of him bloody. Lai Mu was clearly in a vacuum-level sealed armor, but he could still smell a bloody smell coming towards him.
Lai Mu stood in front of the truck with a sword. Two more terrorists came over and tried to take hostages, but he cut them in half with the same method.
From then on, no one dared to approach this devil standing like a mountain.
Stark quickly cleared out all the terrorists in the venue with a hand cannon, and captured a familiar-looking bearded leader.
He threw the man in front of the townspeople, said "It's up to you to deal with him", and took off into the air in a cool manner under the gaze of countless people.
Lai Mu was about to follow when suddenly a small hand holding a deflated plastic flower was stretched out in front of him.
At the same time, a voice that was dry and hoarse due to nervousness sounded, speaking Pashto.
"Thank you... thank you."
A haggard-looking mother with two dirty children, one with long hair and the other with short hair.
The short-haired little boy broke free from his mother's arms and was mustering up his childish courage to express his gratitude to the ferocious machine in front of him.
The ghost's blood-stained mask lowered and stared at him. In the eyes of others, the ghost at this moment was no different from a real ghost.
Although the little boy was afraid, he still forced himself to look the ghost in the eye... Lai Mu saw that the eyes were brown.
The little boy's mother looked nervous and ran over to try to cover the boy's eyes, and the other child pulled even tighter.
Lai Mu slowly reached out his hand and took the flower. A low electronic voice came from the ghost armor, "Thank you, I like it very much."
The flower disappeared into the palm of the ghost's hand and fell into the dimensional space.
The ghost raised his left arm and a small missile popped out from his forearm.
The mother was shocked when she saw this scene. She wailed in fear and turned over to press her two children under her.
She had already been frightened into a frightened bird.
Her thin body was trembling, but she was determined to protect her child. She lay on the ground with her face pressed against the ground, lowering herself to the dust.
"..."
This is motherly love, right? But it makes me feel mixed emotions: funny? Heartache? Pity? Angry?
In the end, only a faint but lasting sadness lingers in my heart.
Lai Mu silently disassembled the missile launcher and unscrewed the missile tail fin, leaving only a cylinder two fingers wide and one finger long in his hand.
He handed it over gently.
"It's a courtesy to return the favor. Here, knock it and throw it out, twenty meters away."
Laimu has the ability to communicate with all creatures. The Great Sage also loaded the language pack of the entire earth during this period. Now he can not only speak, but also read and write all the characters on earth.
The little boy stretched his hand out from his mother's arms with difficulty, took the charge of the missile, and nodded vigorously, "Yes!"
This is a specially made dual-purpose high-explosive bomb that is lightweight and powerful.
It explodes immediately after it hits the target; or it can be manually triggered as a grenade with a delay of 3.5 seconds. Throwing is not as far as launching, but the advantage is that it can be thrown in a curve to attack enemies behind obstacles or through narrow corridors.
A grenade is not enough to allow a person to live with dignity, but it can allow him to take revenge or die with dignity if necessary.
Back to the sky.
Stark's annoying voice came from the built-in communication, "Alien, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Lai Mu in the armor just smiled softly. He pointed to the distance and set a trap. "I saw wheel tracks in that direction. That's the direction the Ten Commandments are coming from. You'll be the vanguard?"
Stark readily agreed and flew forward first, "Of course, I will always be the first."
A few minutes later, another town came into view.
Chapter 31. Bloom and Explode Gorgeously
This is a small town that has been completely occupied by the Ten Rings Gang.
Houses and roads had been converted into defensive positions, and ammunition was piled everywhere—all the good Stark stuff, laid out in the open.
Stark adjusted the direction and lowered the flying altitude, intending to destroy the entire place.
An illusory shadow suddenly flashed by, and with a loud bang, Mark Armor was hit by an anti-aircraft missile, and a ball of fire exploded on the chest.
Stark fell to the ground in free fall like a peregrine falcon shot down by an arrow.
This is a "tank-launched missile" produced by Stark itself. As the name suggests, it is a missile launched from a tank gun, with advantages such as high initial velocity and automatic locking.
The ghost armor that had been following Mark immediately braked and hovered in the air.
Of course Lai Mu remembered that there was such a tank that could launch missiles here, otherwise why would he call Stark to fly in front?
It would be a waste if you don't cheat. It would be a waste if you cheat.
Lai Mu asked calmly in the communication channel, "How is it? Did the human motion control device achieve the intended effect?"
The full name of the human motion control device is 'gravity field type β uniform human kinetic energy control device'. It is the device that Lemu and Stark installed on the armor before.
Theoretically, it can almost 100% protect the human body from injury when the armor is subjected to kinetic impact and emergency braking, without the armor being broken or the energy being exhausted.
Similar to the character in the game who uses a blue bar instead of a health bar.
A hand was raised from the rubble of the house that was smashed when the Mark armor fell, "I'm fine! I'm fine!"
"The armor was damaged by 11%. I felt like I was just shaken, not injured at all! Ugh... I just feel like vomiting..."
Lei Mu nodded thoughtfully, "Jarvis, collect the data from the Mark III and record it as the experimental report 'Practical Test of Human Motion Control Device 001'. If you feel like vomiting... it may be that the instantaneous force field is not smooth enough and pulled your internal organs. I will study it carefully when I get back."
Lai Mu turned off the recording function of Guishen, and his tense mood relaxed a little.
Done, Stark’s dark history plus one.
Stark struggled to climb out of the rubble he had created.
There was a tank on the road in the town, aiming to fire another shot at the Mark Armor. It was the culprit that had just shot Stark down from the sky.
These unscrupulous terrorists are really new. Lemu and Stark have been talking for a long time, but they still haven't figured out how to load and adjust the shooting elevation.
Stark's Mark Armor raised his left hand, and a missile popped out from his forearm and hit the top cover of the tank.
This missile is the same model as the gadget that Lai Mu sent out.
As we all know, the top armor is the weakest point of tank armor and the Achilles' heel of almost all tanks.
With a loud bang, the tank was easily blown apart, and the hot flames burned into the interior of the tank, causing the ammunition to explode.
The second explosion was even more violent, and a huge firework exploded with a loud bang.
The terrorists, alarmed by the noise, came out in droves, some of them carrying rifles and machine guns to focus on Stark, while others went to get rocket launchers.
However, Stark did not intend to give them time to use powerful weapons.
Mark Armor quickly took off into the air, and shot out two plasma jets from his palms, accurately hitting the ammunition placed in the open air by the terrorists.
The Ten Rings Gang did not learn any lessons, and all their ammunition was thrown everywhere like the sweet potatoes and potatoes harvested by an old farmer.
It was as if the scene where Stark escaped from the canyon was being repeated.
A large-scale explosion quickly occurred, and the horrific flames and air waves covered the entire town, and a spectacular mushroom cloud rose up. Human bodies were quickly carbonized and shattered in it, and houses and roadblocks were also razed to the ground.
A raging wave of fire rushed towards them, engulfing Mark and the ghosts.
Lai Mu stretched out his five fingers, fire and air flow passed through his fingers, but he couldn't catch anything.
The two men did not stay any longer, activated their armor, passed through the sea of fire and mushroom cloud, and flew away leaving two long trails.
up in the air.
The ghost suddenly turned his head, and the display screen quickly focused and locked onto a convoy in the distance.
The focus was zoomed in and out, and Lai Mu was looking at a half-burnt face from several kilometers away.
It's the leader of the Ten Rings Gang.
Lai Mu recognized him, a scarred extra who didn't even deserve a name in the original novel. He was ugly and stupid. He had captured Stark but still managed to perform a miraculous operation and let someone kill him.
This kind of train of thought...Slime couldn't understand it either.
We are all not human, but there is still a huge species difference between non-humans and non-humans, and they cannot understand each other.
Lai Mu turned around and ignored him.
According to the original trajectory, this person would most likely die at the hands of Obadiah.
And he still needs him to deliver parts of Mark I to Obadiah to facilitate the debut of Iron Man in order to gain more wealth.
Lai Mu had already considered this, and he didn't care whether history would develop in the same way as before. As long as it was in his interest, he could follow the original path or completely overturn it.
but……
The scenes he just saw kept flashing in his mind.
Countless refugees... dead bodies everywhere... desolate ruins...
And those brown eyes...
Laimu sighed unconsciously.
'Great Sage, call upon the US military satellites to monitor him 24 hours a day.'
'Yes, I understand.'
If he is not dead by then, I will cross mountains and seas to come and kill him.
This is a romance that belongs only to you and me.