Tony brought his armor slowly to its feet and walked toward the terrorist who was still holding the girl.
Thud. Thud. Thud!
The ground shook with every step he took.
"What kind of high-tech weapon have the Americans come up with now?"
Terror filled the terrorist's eyes. He shoved the girl away, raised his gun, and fired wildly at Tony.
Ratatat—
Bullets struck the Gold-Titanium Alloy armor, throwing off sparks but leaving it undamaged.
The Third-Generation Armor was built from Gold-Titanium Alloy, a material used to make military satellites. It was far tougher than the previous two generations of armor.
Bang!
Tony walked through the gunfire, reached the terrorist, and sent him flying dozens of meters with a swing of his steel arm. The man smashed through a courtyard wall nearby.
Boom! Boom!
Tony then raised his arms and fired two blasts from his Arc Pulse Cannons. They struck two other terrorists, who screamed and fell.
Under Tony's relentless assault, the terrorists firing at him fell one by one and lay still.
When the last five terrorists realized they could not damage his armor, they turned their guns on the women and children they had captured.
"Stay back! Come any closer and we'll kill them!"
They shouted in terror, their gun hands trembling.
Faced with a monster they could not kill, they finally knew fear.
Tony lowered his arms, and the glow of the Arc Pulse Cannons in his palms faded.
The terrorists had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking their threat had worked, when JARVIS used the Intelligent Targeting System in Tony's helmet to lock on to every one of them.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Six Mini-Cannons emerged from Tony's shoulders and opened fire on the terrorists at once.
In an instant, all five were shot in the head.