Having switched to an automatic rifle, Su Zhou stopped even pretending and showed off his terrifying marksmanship.
The moment any member of the Ten Rings dared poke out from cover, a bullet greeted them.
In short: peek and die!
Only when Su Zhou changed magazines did they dare lean out from cover.
They fired potshots at Su Zhou behind his cover. It would have been a miracle if any of them had hit him!
When Su Zhou changed magazines for the second time, the Ten Rings members who peeked out from cover discovered
the dark muzzles of two M9 pistols staring them in the face!
Bang, bang, bang, bang!!!!
Gunfire crackled like popping beans, and more than a dozen Ten Rings members went straight to collect their boxed lunches.
Every bullet struck between their eyebrows, blowing their heads open. There was no point trying to save them!
That volley of pistol fire wiped out the Ten Rings members' morale.
Even when Su Zhou brazenly changed magazines, not one of them dared lean out from cover to return fire!
Su Zhou's movements looked effortless, but sweat had already soaked his back.
Whether it was because of the desert heat or the flood of adrenaline, he did not know.
The original owner of the body he had transmigrated into had been in excellent shape, clearly someone who exercised regularly.
Otherwise, he could never have been a level-three S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, let alone a member of a field team.
[Ding! Justice Points have reached 100. Would you like to draw?]
"Draw!"
After this round of dispensing justice, Su Zhou finally had enough Justice Points for his second draw.
Hiding behind cover, he chose to use his hard-earned draw.
Accompanied by a sound effect that sounded cheap, the prize wheel in his mind spun rapidly.
A few seconds later, the wheel's pointer stopped on a skill.
[Mount Akina Driving God]: As long as you have your hands on a steering wheel, you can catch any vehicle (except a Mercedes-Benz)!
Su Zhou: ರ_ರ...
Are you talking about an actual Mercedes-Benz? Don't tell me it can climb trees?
So the powerful skills on that prize wheel are just there to look at, not to win?
But then Su Zhou reconsidered. [Mount Akina Driving God] was a conceptual skill!
Used properly, this thing could be powerful too!
Getting a jackpot in a single pull and drawing an SSR-tier skill like [Phoenix Force] was not that easy.
This was only his second draw. What more could he ask for than a free conceptual skill?
Iron Monger would be showing up soon. His third draw would definitely have to come from that guy!
He would be much easier to kill than Abomination! Without that suit of armor, one bullet would do the job!
Su Zhou wanted the main course, but he would not pass up the side dishes either!
With a fresh magazine loaded, Su Zhou resumed his Justice Points collection plan.
After tossing out two grenades, he leaned out from cover. Gunshots and explosions instantly erupted together!!!
Tony had suffered terribly over the past three months, after spending nearly half a lifetime living in luxury and indulgence.
Yet now, his greatest wish was merely to eat a cheeseburger!
He had already put on his handmade first-generation armor, his entire body enclosed inside it.
Clenching his hands, he anxiously watched the progress bar crawl across the old monitor.
There was only a little left. Just a little!!!
The balding man who had spent three months imprisoned in the cave with Tony and helped him build the armor was named Yinsen.
To buy him time, Yinsen had rushed out with an AK-47 assault rifle.
Dense gunfire had then erupted outside the door, crackling without end.
It sounded as though teams of hundreds were engaged in a fierce firefight, with violent explosions going off as well.
As a weapons expert, Tony immediately recognized the explosions of antitank rockets and grenades!
But now, before the armor could move, the gunfire outside had already stopped.
An eerie silence settled over the cave as the last sliver of the progress bar finally filled.
The handmade suit of armor could finally move. He lowered the steel faceplate over his face.
With heavy steps, Tony headed out of the cave, one step at a time.
The flamethrower on his arm stood ready to serve any enemy who suddenly appeared a barbecue feast!
But inside the cave, there were only enemy corpses, along with... Yinsen, crouching behind cover!
Seeing that Yinsen was unharmed, Tony could not help crying out in delighted surprise!
"Yinsen!!! Thank God you're all right!"
"Tony, it looks like someone's come to rescue us. Not a single bad guy made it into this cave.
"It looks like they all died at the entrance. Look, they're lying all over the ground over there!"
Yinsen scratched his balding head and pointed toward the cave entrance.
Tony followed Yinsen's finger and saw corpses lying all around.
Every corpse had been shot between the eyebrows, killed with a single bullet. Clearly, this was a professional's work!
"Hold on. I've got armor on. I'll go out and take a look first!"
Tony was still somewhat uncertain. These Ten Rings men were dead,
but no one could guarantee that whoever had killed them was a good person. They might even be after him!
Taking heavy steps, Tony finally made it out of the cave before his power ran out.
Dazzling sunlight shone through the gaps in his faceplate, and Tony instinctively narrowed his eyes.
Once his eyes adjusted to the sunlight, Tony saw a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The terrorists who had kidnapped him all lay on the ground, every last one shot between the eyebrows.
Pale brain matter and scarlet blood were spilled everywhere. Where the bodies were most densely packed,
a tall man holding an M4A1 was checking the corpses one by one.
Whenever he found one that could still move, he pulled the trigger and finished them off!
This man was decisive and ruthless. One look told Tony he was no good!!
But the gear he wore was indeed standard United States military equipment.
Even his tactical vest, helmet, and body armor were special-issue versions supplied to United States special forces!
It was not that Tony was particularly knowledgeable. It was simply that those special-issue models were all Stark Industries products.
Their whole selling point was being expensive and effective!
Tony aimed his armor's flamethrower at the man and spoke, his voice muffled through the faceplate:
"Hey! You over there, kid! Who do you work for?!"
"Tony Stark?"
Seeing a steel monster appear before him, the man let go of his gun.
He reached up and removed his helmet and tactical mask, revealing a thick head of black hair.
A handsome East Asian face smiled at Tony as he casually tucked the helmet under his arm.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I'm an agent of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division.
"You can call me Su Zhou, or just Su."
Tony: (〟-_・)ﾝ?
What a long name. I can't remember any of it!
But this man's combat abilities might be even more terrifying than that super soldier from back then.
He wiped out a terrorist organization a hundred strong all by himself. Are there really people with superpowers in this world?
"Put down that dangerous weapon, or I may have to arrest you for attempting to attack a United States agent!"
Su Zhou first gave Tony a warning look, then took out a satellite phone.
He dialed Coulson, his superior at S.H.I.E.L.D., and reported with a perfectly straight face:
"Reporting in. I've found the missing unlucky playboy. Remember to bring two cheeseburgers when you come to pick us up."
Tony: (▼ヘ▼#)
I'll admit to being a playboy!
Who are you calling unlucky?! Have you ever seen an unlucky guy this handsome?!