Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Jarvis, it seems that we still need to deal with this mecha further, help me write down the problem of icing, and optimize the shock absorption."

Tony was driving his suit for a test flight just now, and it almost landed on the ground, which made him very frightened.

"As you wish, sir."

Jarvis' electronic voice reached Tony's ears.

"Go back, or Pepe will ramble on me again."

Tony said this, but he was thinking about how he was found out by the guys from the Ten Commandments Gang.

While his whereabouts are always in the spotlight, it's not hard to fathom the fact that he traveled to Afghanistan to be known.

But those guys with a clear purpose shouldn't know his return route.

Tony flew all the way back to his research room, still thinking about this question over and over again.

Of course, this kind of problem won't bother him for too long, and his attention will be diverted elsewhere.

For example, continue to make steel battle suits, or a certain Manli girl I saw in a hurry.

While thinking about it, Tony returned to his research room, and after letting the robotic arm help him remove the battle suit, Tony walked to the table with monolithic eyes.

He took a bite of a hamburger that had been cooled and returned to his console.

"This place might be better off doing that."

Tony clicked on the 3D imaging console.

"dong dong dong~"

"Who's out there? Jarvis?"

Tony chewed his burger and asked his smart butler vaguely.

If you are an acquaintance, you don't need to knock on the door so hard.

"Sorry sir, the information of the people outside the door is confidential."

Jarvis will not take the initiative to attack information security elsewhere, these things will only be done after Tony personally authorizes it.

"Break the code, I want to know."

Tony stood in front of the robotic arm and put the metal glove on his hand.

Tony, who had just escaped danger, didn't have much sense of security.

"Sir, the man at the door is Philip J. Coulson, who served in the Army Rangers..."

"Tony, do you know what a mess you just made!"

Colonel Rhodes directly opened the door and came in.

If Tony's test flight had not been arranged by S.H.I.E.L.D., he might have been shot down as a UFO.

James Rhodes was not on Tony's radar, he was Tony's trusted friend.

If it wasn't for Coulson's insistence on a polite visit, they would have come in the first time.

"Jarvis, we'll talk later."

Tony turned to meet his friend, who trusted Rhodes very much.

When Tony walked in front of Rhodes, Coulson took the initiative to say hello.

"Mr. Stark, I'm Phil Coulson from the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Service. I'm here to investigate the flying object you just piloted."

Coulson said with his usual smile.

"Wait, what did you say your name was?"

Tony vaguely remembers Jarvis talking about Philip J. Coulson.

"My name is Phil Coulson, Mr. Stark."

Coulson thought it was Tony's contempt for the authorities, which is normal for a playboy.

"Okay Coulson, what are you here to investigate?"

Tony coped calmly.

Just as he was about to take off the steel glove, he stopped the movement of his hand, turned around and walked to the side of the sofa, and sat on it.

Prevention became Tony's subconscious move at this time, and keeping a distance was good for both.

The original Tony was quite shrewd, and now he has learned to disguise after experiencing the danger.

Some people say that interest is the best teacher, but in fact survival is a better teacher than interest.

Tony is just pretending that nothing has happened now, and he can't see anything unless he observes carefully.

In particular, Coulson and their understanding of Tony only stayed in the report, and the real meeting was the first time.

Before Coulson could speak, Tony spoke up.

"But the name of your security bureau is too long, I can't remember it."

Tony, of course, knew the name, and when he said he told Jarvis to talk about it later, Coulson's resume appeared on his glasses.

This level of intelligence, Jarvis already has.

That document also mentioned that his dear Aunt Peggy Carter was one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Tony didn't look directly at Coulson, but turned his head and quickly scanned the information on the glasses.

"We just asked about the previous aircraft, don't be nervous."

Coulson felt that Tony's behavior was a little weird, only when he was nervous.

"Tony, if it weren't for them, the Air Force would have fired directly!"

Rhodes roared with anger, out of concern for his friends, Rhodes rarely got angry.

"I know Rhodes, I will let Jarvis inform you when I take off next time."

Tony looked away from the open space and looked at Rhodes seriously.

He has read the general news, and now he doesn't need to avoid Coulson and Rhodes.

"You better not lie to me."

Rhodes pulled out a bottle of gin directly from the cupboard and poured it into the glass.

"So~ Mr. Coulson, is there anything else you want to know?"

Tony lowered his head and looked up at Coulson.

This posture gave him a sense of oppression.

"Mr. Stark, there is no more for now."

Coulson understood what Tony meant to see off, and it was not yet time for him to make further contact with Tony.

Coulson turned and left Tony's house, taking his subordinates with him.

"So Rhodes, what else do you have to do?"

Tony walked over to the console and took off his steel gloves, the reflection stack on his chest was still glowing.

"I can't even drink a glass of wine?"

Rhodes held the wine in his hand and said in surprise.

"When I'm done, you can just have a party on the cruise."

Tony didn't show any sympathy.

"Well, as long as you remember this, you must tell us in advance next time."

Rhodes drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then left the house directly.

"That sip of yours cost you at least a week's salary."

Tony said that before closing the door.

The Air Force is a first-class person in this country, and the salary and salary are very high.

It is much better than the bitter army.

If the Air Force wants to buy Jericho missiles, Tony doesn't need to show it himself.

"Jarvis, follow the investigation of the Homeland Bureau to see if my accident has anything to do with them."

Tony arranged the task.

Of course, Jarvis can even collect all the information about Tony, but now Jarvis can't choose exactly what he needs from all the information.

Being able to have a little bit of autonomy at Tony's command is its current limit.