Clang Clang, a Hero Makes His Entrance—But It's Soldier Boy!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

"Ahhhhh!"

"He's not human, he's a monster!"

"Bullets don't work on him at all!"

"Where the hell is my Italian cannon?!"

"You're still talking about an Italian cannon? Even an anti-tank gun wouldn't do anything to him!"

Tony and Yinsen had been racking their brains over the problem of putting on the armor when a barrage of gunfire and screams suddenly erupted outside the cave.

Flash!!!

After an incomparably dazzling burst of light, the world suddenly fell silent again.

Tony and Yinsen, lying on a bed, exchanged a glance. The latter hurriedly got up and went to the door, peering through the small observation window to check the situation outside.

"Perfect opportunity, Tony!"

Yinsen turned back excitedly. "There isn't a single guard outside the door right now!"

"Really?"

"Hell yeah!"

Tony excitedly attempted a kip-up, only to fail and tumble off the bed. As he fell, he reached beneath it and pulled out a detonator bomb bound together with tape.

After confirming that there really were no guards outside the cave for the moment, he taped the bomb to the handle of the cave's iron door.

As long as someone pushed the door open from outside, the bomb would immediately detonate, buying Tony and Yinsen some time.

"Yinsen, hurry, hurry! Help me put on the armor!"

"Okay!"

Time rewound slightly.

Ten Rings compound.

Leon intended to earn the "Perfect Infiltration" achievement, charging through the place with his absurd physical defense and the Infinite-Ammo Desert Eagle.

It was just that his shooting was truly awful. It often took seven bullets to take down one person.

After all, he had never seriously practiced. Not long ago, he had still been a pampered young master too weak to truss a chicken, and he had spent far less time holding a gun than holding up a gun.

Fortunately, with infinite ammunition, Leon had somehow made the Desert Eagle, a pistol, perform like a machine gun.

Seeing that the situation had turned dire, the bald leader of the Ten Rings hurriedly ordered the bearded underling beside him.

"This guy's tough. Quickly send someone to move Tony Stark and Ho Yinsen. I'll be there shortly!"

"Yes, Boss!"

After acknowledging the order, the bearded underling immediately led a group of men toward the cave.

Leon, who had been keeping an eye on the area around the cave, missed a few shots and decided to stop playing around. Blazing light began gathering in his chest.

After a brief three-second charge, a terrifying beam as thick as a water barrel blasted out from Leon's chest with a boom!

He spun in place, and the Chest Cannon changed direction with him, utterly annihilating everything within the fan-shaped area it swept across!

"Whew~"

Letting out a long breath, Leon clenched his fists. "I really do feel a little drained after firing one shot. It's not suitable as a regular move."

"But this power..."

Leon looked at the Ten Rings compound before him, which seemed as though it had been washed over by lava, and clicked his tongue twice. "Who else?"

"..."

A noisy gust of wind passed by, but no one answered.

The scorched stench of the remaining bits of flesh on the ground, roasted by the intense heat, rushed into Leon's nostrils. He could not help frowning in disgust.

The Ten Rings members seemed to have all been wiped out in that last sweep.

Inside the cave.

Tony and Yinsen were nearly done putting on the armor.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

"Yinsen, faster! I think I hear footsteps!"

Tony urged anxiously.

"Almost done. What do I do now?"

Yinsen tightened the last screw onto Tony, then immediately jogged over to the computer desk nearby and turned back to ask.

"All that's left is the power command. Press F11. When you see the progress bar, press Ctrl and I, then hit Enter!"

Tap! Tap! Tap!

The approaching footsteps seemed to pound directly against Tony's heart, and sweat poured down his face from nervousness.

"It's done, Tony!"

Yinsen pressed the Enter key, and the Iron Man armor's startup progress bar immediately began loading rapidly at ten percent per second.

"Okay!"

"Yinsen, quickly find a corner to hide in. Watch me take them all out, then we'll escape this damned place together!"

Tony reminded him.

"You may not know this, but hide-and-seek is what I'm best at."

With hope of escape right before him, even the usually composed and refined Yinsen could not help joking. Using his slender frame, he slipped directly into an emptied missile casing.

As long as no one moved the missile, there was no way to spot the flaw from outside.

"Good."

Seeing this, Tony relaxed. He divided his attention between the percentage progress bar on the computer screen and the footsteps outside the iron door, which were drawing ever closer.

Come on, I'm not afraid of you!

Tony shouted in his heart to bolster his courage. At the same time, the Iron Man armor's startup progress bar reached one hundred percent.

The lights in the cave flickered erratically before abruptly going out.

Everything fell quiet.

Bang!

A tremendous crash, like a battering ram slamming against a city gate, came from the entrance. The thick iron door actually caved in, revealing a clear fist mark.

Outside the iron door.

Leon pulled back his fist and looked at the print he had made. He could not help spitting lightly. "This thing's way too soft, isn't it? It didn't even break apart in one hit?"

He followed up with a kick, sending the iron door flying away!

Boom!!!

The bomb Tony had set exploded violently, and Leon, unable to react in time, was blown backward.

"What the fuck!"

"I forgot about that!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Leon climbed up from the ground, covered in dust and dirt. He brushed himself off, completely unharmed, then walked over with his arms crossed and leaned against the cave entrance. In a tone that was thirty percent melancholy, thirty percent teasing, and forty percent careless, he called out:

"Hey, skinny old man, let's go together."

However.

What greeted Leon was an iron fist the size of a sandbag.

Bang!

Leon twitched the corner of his mouth and casually caught it with one hand.

"Hey!"

"Tony, it's me!"

"Your beloved little brother, Leon!"

Rolling his eyes, Leon somewhat speechlessly proved his identity.

"Bullshit!"

"Like I wouldn't know that kid!"

"Leon doesn't have the strength to punch through an iron door this thick!"

Because the conditions were so crude.

The Mark 1 Armor's helmet had no night-vision function.

In the dim cave.

Tony could not recognize the filthy Leon at all, and his hearing had also been temporarily distorted by the earlier explosion at such close range.

Wanting only to escape as quickly as possible, Tony controlled the Iron Man armor and unleashed a flurry of wild punches at Leon.

"Then there's no helping it."

"Since reason won't get through to you, I can only use physics."

Leon sighed, dodged Tony's left and right hooks, then sent him straight into the ceiling with a plain, unadorned Lushan Ascending Dragon Strike that came with no special effects whatsoever.

After Tony fell back down, the cave returned to silence once more.