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Chapter 71. Declaration of War
Roddy sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and his mood became much calmer.
He looked at Stark and Lemu, and pointed his hand at the ground little by little, emphasizing the seriousness of the problem.
"military."
"Intends to use force to take the Iron Man suit from Tony."
"but me."
"We have bought ourselves a month of time... If we don't give them anything in this month, their tanks will drive here and raze everything here to the ground!"
“They can do it!”
Lai Mu blinked and subconsciously tossed the USB flash drive in his hand, "That's it? Give it to me, why not?"
Stark slammed the cup in his hand on the table, as if he wanted to say something.
Lai Mu pressed his hand towards him, signaling him not to be anxious, "I'll show you some information, something very interesting."
He found an interface on the wall and inserted the USB drive into Jarvis.
Lei Mu pointed at the rows of steel robots on the big screen, and the picture of Hammer and Vanke walking together, and looked at Stark, saying sarcastically, "This and this are all your credit."
"Now they have the software, hardware, and reactor, and they will soon come to seek revenge on you."
"Their equipment is much inferior to ours in terms of both technology and materials. Although they can't beat us, they have obviously mastered the art of steel armor."
"We don't need to hide something that others have already researched. We just need to protect the most core things."
"For example, our new reactor and some of the groundbreaking technologies in the armor."
Stark frowned as he stared at the big screen. The information shown by Lei Mu forced him to take it seriously. "Let's not talk about the military first. Ivan Vanko and Hammer worked together to come up with these things... This is a big trouble!"
He himself knew best the destructive power of steel machines, and there were more than thirty of them in the picture.
He is not afraid of fighting, but he is afraid that the other party will use these things to cause damage and kill innocent people.
Lai Mu coughed and forced the topic back, "Let's not talk about this for now, let's continue talking about what we need to hand over to the military."
"The reactor can be given to the first generation. They cannot use it for a long time due to the toxicity of palladium... Besides, apart from Ivan Vanko, we are the only ones who have mastered the technology of miniaturizing reactors. When their energy runs out, they will have to beg us for help."
"Then we will have the final say."
Even if they hand over the Iron Man suit and agree to provide reactor supplies, the military still asks them to hand over the reactor technology, public opinion and the people will not agree.
For the former, the military can still use the excuse of national interests, but for the latter, it is too much.
As for supply, agreeing to it is one thing, but actually doing it is another.
How much to give and how much to take? Stark has the final say.
"Let's just give them the obsolete Mark II armored vehicles and remove the key technologies. They won't understand. Even if they can understand, what good will that do? We can just give them the degraded technologies."
Having said that, Lai Mu sighed helplessly.
In fact, he was unwilling in his heart. Even if he gave Stark's things, the feeling of being forced was not pleasant.
The idea of overturning the table and killing a few senior US military officials also popped into his mind.
But many people want to become Chinese and fight against the world alone. In fact, even if they really have this ability, few people will do it, right?
Even if you kill all your enemies and let the rest of them tremble and crawl at your feet, what does it matter? You will still be lonely.
Among the remaining people, there will still be people who continue to stand up and become your enemies...Death cannot scare anyone.
There are solutions... infiltration, control, manipulation behind the scenes... then you will have the final say in this area, and everyone will listen to you sincerely.
In society, soft control coupled with direct threats works best—a rope and a knife.
In other words, it's the carrot and the stick.
Roddy looked at Stark and then at Lemu with a bitter face, not knowing whether he should leave or cover his ears. "Is it appropriate to tell me about this? I am a representative of the military."
There was a accusation in his words. You guys are discussing how to cheat the military right in front of each other? Although he didn't stand on the side of the military, he was a colonel after all.
Lai Mu rolled his eyes, "You are a ghost representative, so dark."
Stark stroked his fingers on the wine glass. He thought about it and felt a little tempted, but he chose to be tough when the words came to his lips, "No! I can't accept it."
It's self-esteem that's at work.
Lai Mu nodded in understanding. "Okay, Tony means he agrees. Let's move on to the next topic now."
Stark almost jumped up, "When did I agree? When?! Don't you touch my things!"
Lemu ignored Stark and zoomed in on the image on the screen, focusing on one of the Iron Man suits.
The shining armor, the black muzzle, and the honeycomb missile nest on the shoulder are intimidating even through the screen.
"Ivan Vanko, his father has an old grudge against the Stark family. Vanko wants to kill Tony. He attacked Tony once before in Morocco. Now that he is working with Hammer and has built so many steel machines, he will definitely come looking for him again."
"This is all your fault, Stark. If you hadn't saved him, there wouldn't be so much trouble."
Looking at the other party's serious look, Tony Stark shrugged helplessly.
This does have a direct causal relationship with him, and the threat that the other party may pose cannot be ignored. This is his fault and he cannot shirk his responsibility.
But when he saw someone about to die in front of him, he just subconsciously tried to save him out of conscience and instinct.
"This will be an extremely difficult war. Not only must we get rid of Ivan Vanko, but we must also ensure that the reactor technology in his hands does not fall into the hands of others. At the same time, we must ensure that no innocent people are killed or injured."
"Does anyone have any good ideas?"
Hearing Lai Mu's question, Rody knocked on the table to attract the two people's attention, "Maybe, we can raid? Where is the location?"
"A factory in Queens, New York, close to residential areas, crowded and dangerous."
Roddy nodded and kept silent.
If the raid fails, letting more than 30 armored vehicles go crazy in a residential area... this is nonsense no matter how you think about it.
Roddy touched the corner of his mouth...Yes, that's me.
Stark suddenly looked up, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "I have an idea..."
"Does anyone remember when my birthday is?"
Roddy sneered. This guy is so self-centered. "Is your birthday important? Who would remember this? Come on, we are discussing something serious!"
Stark shook his head.
"No, no, no, I mean, let's send an invitation to Ivan Vanko and Justin Hammer and invite them to my birthday party."
"Then, I will set up the battlefield here and put them..."
He made a gesture of scratching his neck, "Destroy them in one fell swoop!"
Is it equivalent to issuing a challenge?
Turning your birthday into a fight is really something you do, Stark.
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Chapter 72. No backup plan, just you and me, death is the end (2.5K)
Today is the happiest day of the year for Justin Hammer.
At the beginning of the year, he had himself a tarot reading in a small shop on the street.
The old witch who was fortune-telling told him that this year would be a bumpy year for him. Good things and bad things would come to him one after another, one good thing followed by a bad thing, and one bad thing followed by a good thing.
And you can't get close to the color red, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster.
He didn't believe it at all. Isn't this a double happiness?
Liberal fighters never believe in any monsters or demons!
The first good news is that a few days ago, he rescued a Russian technology tycoon from prison and made him work like a slave. Not only did he complete the design of the Iron Man suit, but he also had a position in Congress within reach.
The second good news was that the famous Iron Man personally called to reconcile with me and respectfully invited me to his birthday party.
Not only that, the other party also promised to reserve the best booth for the new products developed by the Hammer Group at the Stark World Expo.
Although there were some unpleasantness between him and Stark at the hearing a few days ago, as businessmen, how can there be eternal enemies?
There are only eternal benefits.
After hanging up the phone, he looked at himself in the mirror. He was as handsome as ever. But... he felt that this outfit was a bit low-class and not suitable for such a high-end party.
Change, change into bright red! Happy!
In the same building, the third and fourth floors are offices, and the first and second floors are factories.
In a debugging room on the first floor of the factory, Ivan Vanko was busy modifying the program in front of the computer.
The lower right corner of the screen suddenly flashed, and an email appeared.
He opened it with a frown, took a look, and suddenly laughed grimly.
Interesting...Tony Stark actually invited himself to his birthday party.
Then you have to prepare a big gift for him.
He subconsciously pulled the bird off his body, and the parrot got so angry that it bit him.
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Stark Villa is fully prepared for war.
Stark found an excuse to get Pepper away.
In the living room on the first floor.
Stark was wearing his gold-red Mark III, and was sitting on the sofa in a pretentious manner, but in fact, his weight was entirely supported by the armor.
The Mark II was temporarily loaned to Colonel Roddy, who had been dreaming of wearing the armor for so long. He touched his steel chest muscles seriously and excitedly, like a strange fetishist.