"I knew there'd be security systems here, so none of your tricks will work on me!" A high-energy barrier appeared in front of Obadiah, while a vehicle that seemed to be powered by a small nuclear reactor appeared behind him.
"Howard invented a magnetic levitation device seventy years ago. After all these improvements, blocking a beam like that is no problem." Obadiah stood calmly before them, looking as though victory was already his.
The rod-shaped object was stopped by the barrier in front of him, firmly stuck to its surface. Even the bullets some soldiers accidentally fired were stuck fast to the barrier.
"Tony, hand over all the knowledge behind the Iron Man Armor and Arc Reactor you're making. For your father's sake, we can part on good terms." He was still trying to talk them into surrendering.
"I think he'll kill you after you hand over the knowledge." Fang Bie quietly opened a hole in the ground and made his way behind the steel plate where Tony and the others were hiding.
Coulson stared in disbelief as the three of them opened a hole in the floor and climbed down to the level below. He felt as if his eyes were about to pop out of his head.
"Jarvis, make them think we're all still upstairs. Broadcast my voice up there." Tony casually instructed the AI beside him, then glanced at Coulson.
"Why are you still up there? Waiting for them to shoot you full of holes?"
"Oh!" Coulson nodded, still dazed. He hurried down from there, then watched in shock as the two of them sealed the opening.
"What about Yinsen?" Upstairs, Obadiah kept droning on, trying to get them to surrender, while the group below had already started talking among themselves.
"He went straight into that Iron Man Armor. I can see him through my sensors. He's fine. That armor can withstand a direct hit from a tank's main gun. These guns can't do anything to him."
Tony swiped across a screen. On it, Yinsen was smiling and waving at them.
"Tony, is there any way to deal with them?" While Coulson struggled to process what he was seeing and Pepper stood there, glassy-eyed from the conflict, Fang Bie had already asked the question.
"He brought an elite squad of soldiers. I've hired them as security plenty of times, so I know them well. Ordinary machinery won't be enough to take them down. We need to think this through!"
Tony explained, "They know most of the machinery at Stark Industries. A lot of our weapons won't hurt them, and Obadiah is there helping them, too!"
"Can they deal with your armor?" Fang Bie asked with interest.
"Of course not. I used high-manganese alloy that bullets can't penetrate. If the Gold-Titanium Alloy I ordered hadn't still been on its way, even bullets wouldn't have left a mark!" Tony's mind had simply been stuck in a rut. At Fang Bie's suggestion, he abruptly turned around.
"Now that you mention it, there might be something we can do!" He immediately abandoned the idea of leading everyone downstairs and escaping by car.
If Obadiah had planned to ambush them, he would surely have anticipated that option. His entire estate was probably already surrounded by elite troops, so their only choice was to do the opposite and find a way to take them all out.
"Looks like you all have some unusual abilities. Can you buy me some time? I can call in some people to help." Coulson had recovered from his shock by now and began negotiating with them.
"I think what you need to do right now is lock down the news in the area. You can call in reinforcements, of course, but Obadiah wouldn't have come here without preparing for that, too!" Tony knew his uncle too well not to understand what he was up to.
"Sir, all signals in the surrounding area have been jammed. No electromagnetic waves can get through." Jarvis's voice rang out at just the right moment, dashing their hopes of calling for help.
"Good thing I set up an internal communication system at home. Yinsen, can you hear me?" Tony quickly pulled an intercom from a nearby wall. Static from the signal jamming crackled across the bright display screens.
"Okay, Tony, I can hear you. They're closing in on your hiding place and will be there soon. If they realize you're not inside, they'll probably search the entire estate!" Yinsen said nervously from inside the armor.
"It's fine. Stay in there for now. In an emergency, you have my permission to use the armor's power!" Tony said casually, then prepared to continue with his other plans.
By then, Fang Bie had already started putting on his gear.
"Fang Bie? What are you doing?" Tony asked. He looked at the parts scattered across the floor, unsure what to say.
"I tried making armor out of the steel in your house before. Since we're about to fight Obadiah, how can I keep myself safe without wearing a suit of armor?" Fang Bie replied.
Since they were by the sea, their flood tactic wouldn't work. And Lava would destroy them along with their enemies, so they had no choice but to try something else.
Fang Bie had finally gotten a chance to make himself useful. There was no way he'd let it end at that; instead, he decisively moved on to his next step.
He set two suits of iron armor in front of Pepper Potts and Coulson. "I just made these. Put them on."
The two stared at the armor, which looked as if its pieces were all fused together. They couldn't find anywhere to put it on, from top to bottom.
"Mr. Fang Bie, what..." Pepper Potts asked uncertainly.
"Oh, I forgot. You two probably don't have that ability. Never mind." Fang Bie lightly tapped them both. The armor seemed to work like magic, fitting itself over them and covering them from head to toe.
"All right, at least you don't have to worry about ordinary bullets now. Tony, let's figure out how to deal with them!" As he spoke, Fang Bie instinctively pulled an Iron Sword from his Backpack.
"Drop that thing. I don't see any advantage besides it being sturdy. Use mine!" Tony was soon covered in a suit of iron armor, and with the Iron Man Armor he had just finished still sitting upstairs, this was the best protection they had.
The rod-shaped object he tossed to Fang Bie unfolded in his hands, revealing a red, high-powered laser that crackled with electricity!
"A Lightsaber? Tony, are you a Star Wars fan?" Fang Bie asked in surprise. He ignited the pale blue Lightsaber in his hand and casually sliced through several steel pipes.
"Of course. This is what a true fan does!" Tony raised his eyebrows and grinned smugly.
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