"Mr. Stark, were you injured in the attack?"
"No, but my drink was spilled. It was a 26-year-old Macallan, so I'd say that counts as a war crime."
"Hello, I'm Harry Whittington from the British Post. What did you learn from your experience in Afghanistan?"
"Of course-don't travel anywhere without a Four Seasons Hotel."
"Mr. Stark, has this experience changed you in any way?"
"Well, seeing American youths die before my eyes because of the weapons we make-I realized I had to do better for them.
Bigger, deadlier, stronger! So I'm appointing Lieutenant Erik Stevenson as the new Head of Industry at Stark Industries.
And I promise that over the next year, we'll continue increasing the production capacity of our military weapons division until it's more than double what it is now!"
The genius, billionaire CEO of Stark Industries had been rescued from a terrorist attack by a United States Marine Corps lieutenant, then immediately announced a production increase and declared his support for continuing the war.
The stock market went wild-
No one had ever seen a company's stock rise like this.
At his computer, Lier frowned. This was the biggest sign of war yet.
This "superhero's" growth had taken a small turn, and now he was about to become a "National Hero."
No matter how arrogant and conceited the original Tony Stark had been, he was still an arms manufacturer who would shoot himself in the foot and cripple his own business. Not here.
If the war in Afghanistan continued, the situation would get a lot more complicated.
And there was an even more outrageous moment at the press conference:
On the television, a blonde reporter raised her hand and called out to Lieutenant Stevenson: "Lieutenant! Lieutenant! I'm Christine Everhart.
May I ask why you were in Kunar