From the prototype, immortal - Chapter 1390
Of course, he didn’t know that if he had an alloy skeleton, Obadiah could actually break or squeeze these railings to deform and escape.
At this time, Tony didn’t know about this. The surveillance system fell into temporary hibernation because he wanted to redesign the security system.
So Obadiah successfully completed the jailbreak.
This kind of pain is nothing compared to the pain he felt when he accepted the transformation of the devil warrior.
“Tony, just wait, I will come back to you!”
Obadiah said to the camera, and then he left the place.
He is naturally connected with Hydra. Not long after he left, Obadiah contacted Hydra through the contact information.
Then, a black Chevrolet picked him up.
“Good job Stan, you managed to get our attention.”
The White Skull appeared on the screen in the middle of the car and spoke to Obadiah.
“But my Iron Overlord is gone.”
Obadiah said with an ugly face, without Iron Overlord, he is just a devil warrior in Hydra.
Although Hydra does not seem to have given up on him, it is certain that he will have no status in the future.
“No need to worry, we have analyzed Tony Stark’s technology, and Iron Overlord 2 is already being manufactured. You are still Iron Overlord, and a more powerful Iron Overlord.”
When Obadiah heard what the white skull said, his face suddenly lit up.
He didn’t expect Hydra to be able to master Tony’s technology, and he thought he had lost Iron Overlord.
“And not just the Iron Overlord, but also the Iron Overlord Legion.”
White Skull said.
The Iron Overlord can be called a moving and flying tank, but this thing is actually not that powerful. After all, even tanks are things that can be solved. Even if the Iron Overlord is more flexible, in the face of modern warfare weapons, it will not be long before it is destroyed. It will be thoroughly studied and then solved.
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Brazil, this vast and mysterious land, the dense tropical rainforest and the hustle and bustle of the city interweave a unique landscape. This land is not only rich in natural resources, but also often becomes a stage for international power competition.
At this moment, a group of special forces from America were quietly shuttled through the dense jungle. They were well-equipped and moved quickly. They were obviously elite warriors who had undergone rigorous training.
However, at the front of this team, the person leading them was not a soldier wearing an American military uniform, but a burly Russian with sharp eyes-Emil Blonsky.
Emil Blonsky, the name means “iron heart” in Russian, and just like the person he is, he has an unyielding and hard-hearted heart.
In his early years, he was a member of the KGB, the Soviet spy organization. He experienced countless life and death tests and accumulated rich combat experience and intelligence gathering capabilities.
After the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the world situation changed dramatically. With his extraordinary talent and perseverance, Bronski successfully transformed and joined the Royal Marines of Great Britain. Within a short period of time, he was seconded due to his outstanding performance. to SEAL Team.
During his days as a SEAL, Blonsky not only further honed his combat skills, but also learned how to maintain calmness and judgment in complex and ever-changing international situations.
This time, Blonsky received an unprecedented mission – to travel to Brazil to capture a scientist named “Bruce Banner”.
At first, when he saw the gentle man wearing glasses in the photo, he couldn’t help but feel a little doubt in his heart.
In his mind, such a nerdy scientist, even if he is an important member of a criminal group, does not seem worthy of an elite warrior like him personally taking action.
However, the orders were overwhelming, and he had to put away his doubts and lead the team on the journey.
After several days of arduous trek, Blonsky and his team finally arrived at the slum where the target was located.
Bruce Banner, who was supposed to be captured obediently, actually underwent incredible changes in his body due to extreme anger and panic.
His muscles expanded rapidly, his skin turned a terrifying green, his eyes flashed like a beast, and his whole body seemed to be swallowed up by an indescribable force, turning into a huge green monster-Hulk!
Hulk’s strength is astonishing. He easily destroyed the surrounding facilities into a mess, and even used a metal machine tool weighing several tons as a toy and smashed it at Blonsky and his team.
Blonsky relied on years of combat intuition and keen senses to avoid this fatal blow at the critical moment, but his men were not so lucky.
Several soldiers were hit by fragments of machine tools and instantly lost their combat effectiveness, while the rest of the soldiers were horrified to find that the tranquilizer bombs in their hands had no effect on the Hulk. Even if they were replaced with live bullets, they could not penetrate his Indestructible skin.
Even Bronsky himself was knocked away and fainted.
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A few weeks later, the sun filtered through the clouds and gently shone on a hidden U.S. military base on the east coast of the United States.
Here, far away from the hustle and bustle, is the cradle of countless secret plans and experiments.
Inside the base, there is a straight road lined with green trees, and the occasional chirping of birds breaks the tranquility.
In front of a modern medical building, an old man in a neat general’s uniform, with silver hair but vigorous spirit, accompanied by his adjutant, walked steadily towards the emergency ward.
This old man was General Thaddeus E. Ross, a lieutenant general of the US Army, the mastermind behind the Super Soldier Project, and the hunter who pursued the Hulk relentlessly.
General Ross’s face was covered with a trace of imperceptible tension and expectation.
What he will see today is not only a soldier who was pulled back from the brink of death, but also the key to unlocking a new chapter in the Super Soldier Project.
The adjutant gently pushed open the door, and a smell of disinfectant came to his face. In the ward, various advanced medical equipment flashed cold light and made a slight buzzing sound.
General Ross’s eyes were instantly locked on the bed in the center of the ward, where an almost naked man lay, it was Bronski.
His body was wrapped in bandages, but even so, it could not conceal the sense of power emanating from the inside out.
Bronski was not tall, but every inch of his muscles seemed to be carefully sculpted, with clear lines and explosive power.
General Ross approached slowly, and the adjutant stepped aside tactfully.
He looked at Bronski carefully.
A few weeks ago, this brave soldier was still lying on a stretcher, his bones were almost broken, and the flame of life was swaying and extinguished.