Chapter 182： Deadline

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With a basic vision and design drawings, Tony worked very smoothly, with almost no stagnation, and he had completed the internal facilities of steel armor.

A series of things, such as propulsion devices, transmissions, etc., were built in a step-by-step manner and placed under the camera. Tony was not worried that these things he had created were discovered by others, because he was almost certain that with the expertise of these terrorists, 100% could not understand what he was making.

Of course, terrorists can't understand these things, and whoever can understand them will do the work of this kind of head on the waist. Although the savvy bearded man will come to the monitor from time to time for a while, but the professional knowledge is not much related to the savvy and savvy.

He only understood that Tony was making things, and he also made two things that looked very high, much like the internals of the missile. In addition to these, he did not find anything else.

Tony Stark’s blatantness has played a different role. His hard work has allowed these terrorists to gradually let go of their war. They even think that Tony has already accepted his life and wants to use this method in exchange for his freedom.

There are not a few people with this kind of mind, and under this kind of mind, they begin to relax the monitoring of Tony. This allowed Tony to spend more time on making this steel armor than on falsification.

However, after all, the paper couldn't keep the fire. Tony's more and more arrogant behavior was finally seen by the terrorists. And this is not the right place to be discovered by the leader of this terrorist organization, the bald man.

Originally, with his professional terrorist level, it is estimated that nothing can be seen. But perhaps it’s fate to see Tony a little too comfortable, forcing the difficulty. It happened that the appearance of the exoskeleton drive made by Tony's experiment was seen by this big bald head.

The bald head is no longer stupid, nor does it think that a missile will need such a drive. At the moment, he called his men and rushed into Tony's lab.

At this time in the cave laboratory, Tony was still studying an ignition system, and suddenly heard the screams and shouts from outside the gate.

Tony, who didn't understand what these terrorists were saying, looked at Yinsen, only to find that Yinsen had stood up in panic. And put your hands on your head.

"Let's learn what I am doing, and their heads are checked."

"What, that big beard?" Tony was still amazed and found that a group of people had come over. The bearded man in his impression that he gave orders now is like a hound who is shaking his head around his master, and he is next to a bald man.

And looking at his appearance, I know that this bald man is the guy who can really speak here. It is the head of Yin Sen’s mouth.

The bald head looked at Tony and Yinsen, who had already stood up, and told the men to say a word. Soon his men found an exoskeleton device in the parts made by Tony. This device has been split into two parts of only one active joint by Tony, so it is difficult to imagine his specific role in his hand. If he hadn't seen Tony experimenting with it at first, he didn't know what it was.

"Tony Stark, can you tell me what this is?" The bald head speaks English, and because he speaks English, he makes Tony look awkward. He has been somewhat fortunate that he has not said anything with Yinsen.

"This is a robotic arm. You know, the following angle and direction of the missile is adjusted when the missile is turned on." It’s already Tony’s instinct to squint, and even a thousandth of a second is useless. An explanation came out.

"Why is it different from the Jericho missile I saw?" The bald head was very suspicious. He stared at Tony tightly with the sharp eyes of an eagle, trying to see something different from his expression. But Tony's performance talent is also top notch. He was very innocent, and he couldn’t see a little abnormality in the head of the bald head.

"You have to know that the conditions here can not reach the level of the factory, I can only do as much as possible in a streamlined direction."

"What about this?" He said, and he picked up the Ark reactor on the table.

"Controllable power adjustment device, you know how bad your voltage here is, I need a stable energy supply for the laboratory. Especially in the fine links."

The bald head gently put down the things in his hand, his eyes swept back and forth on Tony's face, and began to say in a slow tone.

"Many years ago, bows and sharp edges were the most advanced weapons in the world. The Mongols almost conquered the world by them. But now these things can't even stop the soldiers under my hands. So I understand the truth, only the most Advanced weapons are the most real and the most reliable force in the world. Most of these weapons come from you, Tony Stark. Seriously, I need to thank you because of these weapons. I can have these achievements today."

"But what you are doing is not like thanking me!" Tony sneered, and he looked down on the poses of these terrorists.

"That's really sorry, I may be too eager to express. I am anxious to the extent that may make you misunderstand. Because for me, you are very important. Mastering Tony Stark has mastered the right to speak in the world, not ?"

The bald head explained it and ignored Tony. He knew that Tony looked down on someone like him, but he had seen a guy like Tony. He values ​​Tony, but he values ​​his talent for making weapons. For him, Tony is nothing more than a machine. How do people care about the machine?

However, when the machine is not working well, it still needs to be beaten. The bald head is thinking this way, and it is doing the same. But the object he beat is silver.

"What is Tony Stark doing?" He asked Persian in the Persian language.

Yinsen bowed his head and responded in Persian.

"He is doing Jericho missiles."

"You are lying to me, I will give you another chance. Tell me, what is he doing?"

"Jerico missiles, he is really making Jericho missiles!" Yin Sen was shaking all over the body, but he still insisted on his own statement. And this answer obviously can't make the bald head satisfied.

He waved his hand and both of them immediately came up and held Yinsen and pressed him to the iron felt for Tony welding. At the same time, he clamped a red hot metal from the melting furnace of the melting shell and approached Yinsen a little bit.

"What I hate most is that someone deceives me, even if there is only a little possibility. I will not let this person go, but now I doubt you!"

Yinsen watched as the hot metal piece approached his face a little bit, and the hot feeling on his face even curled up the hair on his face. He was very scared and shook his body in fear. However, he clenched his teeth and said nothing.

At this time, Tony really can't stand it anymore. Although he couldn't understand Yinsen's conversation, he knew that Yinsen was punished for shielding himself. He can't let Yinsen be so insulted because of his reasons, so he must stand up.

"Listen, I don't care who you are? But if you want Jericho to fly, don't hurt him?"

He waved his hand to stop the movement of the bald head and said in a threatening tone.

This is indeed a poke of his weakness.

"Is he important?"

"If you can't get me a manipulator with a precision of more than 20 million, then he is irreplaceable." Tony vowed that even at this time he did not forget to play his talent. And this sentence obviously makes the bald head hesitate.

He thought about it and put down the pliers in his hand. Going to Tony's face.

"I will give you another day. I will see Jericho missiles one day later. If not, you can't keep the doctor's life."

After that, the bald heads took their own hands and went away. Tony is silently supporting Yin Sen. He looked at a sweaty silverson and sighed.

"Sorry, man. I hurt you!"

"It's none of your business. They are just a group of madmen. You don't have to pay for their madness!" Yinsen smiled and comforted Tony. He is not angry with Tony because of this, because it is this group of terrorists who really need to be hated for him, not a comrade in a trench.

Looking at Yinsen's careless look, Tony suddenly felt that his heart was not a taste. He rarely has this feeling of guilt, but now he really feels that he is sorry for this friend.

Looked at the steel armor parts that were piled up together and only he could tell. I looked at the messy clothes, and now I still keep gasping. Tony made a determination.

"Yinsen, listen. We will start to act tomorrow, this thing for you." Tony said that he buckled a watch on Yinsen's wrist.

"Man, I haven't let you repay me?" Yinsen looked at Tony's behavior puzzledly. He didn't understand why Tony would wear a watch on him at this time.

"Listen, Yin Sen. This thing is..." Tony did not explain the content, but took his hand and pressed it on the still red metal.

The red metal theoretically burns his skin and brings him tremendous pain. But now Yin Sen does not have this feeling. A layer of fine electric ions flashed on his palm, and the hot metal had been subconsciously pinched in his hand, but there was only a warmth from the touch of the skin.

"Is this?" Yinsen was somewhat unbelievable. He did not dare to trust the trust to actually give this life-saving thing to himself. He raised his head and stared at Tony with amazement and asked. "what would you do?"

"Hurry up, I can still rely on it!" Tony gestured a bunch of **** in the corner, and only the two of them knew what it meant.

They began to grasp every minute and every second, and what they didn't know was that they were above them. There is another person who is watching them quietly. The man is waiting, waiting for tomorrow.