"J.A.R.V.I.S.! Cut the chatter! Report the armor damage! Can the core propulsion still function? And... those two red-eyed big guys down there..."
Tony's voice was hoarse and exhausted, every word accompanied by heavy breathing and suppressed pain, yet he forced a trace of his usual edge into his tone. "Have they settled down yet? Or are they planning to flip the entire Pacific Ocean over?"
He struggled to stabilize the armor's flight posture. The main thrusters on his back and the attitude thrusters on his limbs blasted out corrective flames, leaving steaming vapor across the gold-and-red armor.
He forced his way through the jungle of raging waves, lethal energy turbulence, and towering water columns, like a metal feather that could be torn apart at any moment.
At the same time, the armor's multiband scanning system operated at full power, like invisible tentacles desperately searching the chaotic background noise of energy for the beacon signals of four specific escape pods.
Floating debris, burning oil slicks, and twisted metal wreckage on the sea made the scan even more difficult.
The thrusters spat unstable flames as they fought against the erupting water columns below and gigantic whirlpools capable of swallowing small vessels in an instant.
The energy turbulence lashed against the armor's shell like invisible whips, disrupting its flight stability.
His Sensor Array was running at full power, frantically scanning these chaotic Death Seas, filtering interference and searching with all its strength for the faint location beacons of Captain America, Black Widow, Hawkeye, and Rumlow's escape pods.
"Sir, the suit's overall structural integrity has dropped to 72%, with external armor damage at approximately 30%. Critical damage report as follows: left shoulder armor plate torn, power lines exposed; energy leakage fluctuations detected in the chest reactor shield area, efficiency reduced by 15%; right leg