A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

Beep beep!

On the Steel Patriot's visor, the control system started alarming, and the temperature on the abdominal armor rose sharply, turning bright red in the blink of an eye.

Colonel Rhodes felt as if he were in a furnace, with waves of heat rising from his abdomen.

"Damn it..." Colonel Rhodes was immediately covered in sweat. He knew he couldn't save the armor.

The thought arose, and with a click, the armor fully opened.

Colonel Rhodes roared, pushed off with his feet, and leaped into the air, punching Killian in the face, sending him staggering backward.

"Haha, die!" Colonel Rhodes was overjoyed at his successful strike. He leaped out and kicked Killian in the chest.

“Sigh, this idiot…” Tony sighed.

With a loud thud, Colonel Rhodes' foot landed squarely on Killian, but Killian, having adjusted his stance, didn't move an inch.

“Tony is right, you’re a fool!” Killian sneered, grabbed Colonel Rhodes’ ankle, and with a swing of his arm, lifted the 170-180 pound black man up.

With a thud, Colonel Rhodes slammed hard onto the ground, and it took him a while to get back up.

"Hey, Killian, don't think you're done after beating me." Colonel Rhodes clenched his fists and shouted, mimicking Captain America:

"I can still fight! I can fight you all day long!"

"Sigh...this guy's brain isn't fully developed yet..." Tony covered his face in pain. Without the armor, you're just a little brother. What can you do?

Upon hearing this, Killian let out a sinister laugh, and a fiery red light flashed on his neck and cheeks, making him look like a red demon from hell.

"Come on! Let's fight!" Rhodes roared, clenching his fists as he charged forward.

"Roar--!"

Killian let out a low growl, and a bright yellow pillar of fire shot out of his mouth, grazing Colonel Rhodes' body before slamming into the wall with a loud bang, instantly blasting a large hole in it.

“Oh, shit…” Colonel Rhodes suddenly broke out in a cold sweat… Oh, no, he was Black, he didn’t have a cold sweat.

"You can even breathe fire... Fine, I give up." Colonel Rhodes promptly admitted defeat; what else could he do? He wasn't the real Captain America.

The bodyguards swarmed forward and tied Colonel Rhodes up tightly, making him look like a giant rice dumpling.

Killian's fiery red light gradually receded, and he finally returned to normal. After getting dressed, he smiled and said, "Tony, the Iron Patriot is damaged. You need to fix it perfectly, without making a single mistake."

"Why should I listen to you..." Tony said dismissively, no one can force the great Stark to do something he doesn't want to do.

Click, click!

But before he could finish speaking, a series of gunshots rang out, and several bodyguards pointed their guns at Colonel Rhodes.

Killian smiled and said, "Now you know why I didn't kill him, right?"

“…Fuck you!” Tony’s lips twitched. I really want to beat up this Killian!

"Let's get started," Killian clapped his hands, found a place to sit down, and said with a smile.

He's going to stay here and make sure Tony hasn't done anything wrong. This guy is different; give him some machinery, and he can make things incredibly interesting.

Therefore, Killian had to keep a close watch at all times, and no mistakes could be made.

"Alright, you win." Tony sighed helplessly. This guy is indeed a researcher; he's extremely meticulous and doesn't give anyone a chance.

Tony picked up his tools and started clanging away: "Killian, what do you need this Iron Man suit for? My suit is way more advanced than this, okay?"

Tony asked casually, as if it were a conversation between good friends.

Killian grinned, propped his chin on his hand, and looked at the busy Tony, saying, "Have you ever heard of ancient Greek mythology? There's a very interesting story called the Trojan War."

Tony's face immediately darkened. Killian was referring to... the Trojan Horse!

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Chapter 381 The Extremis Virus Experiment

"As expected of Tony Stark, his reaction is really quick." Kirian clapped his hands and chuckled. What he wanted was not the Iron Man suit at all.

What he wanted was the Steel Patriot, or rather... the identity of the Steel Patriot.

Since the United States took over this armor, it has undergone countless modifications, from software to hardware, basically everything has been changed. Apart from the basic appearance and power source, Tony is no longer familiar with Iron Patriot.

Thanks to the powerful combat capabilities of this device, in addition to assigning Colonel Rhodes some tricky missions, the US military also recruited him into the Secret Service, making him one of the bodyguards protecting the US President.

Killian wanted Rhodes' armor for this very reason: he wanted to kidnap the current Grand Commander and have him killed by the "Mandarin."

There is a rule in the highest power structure of the United States that if the current president is unable to take power, the vice president will take over and become the official president.

Just like the Melancholy, when the Melancholy was first conceived, his deputy was appointed to take office in a basement by swearing an oath on the Bible.

This is exactly the effect Killian wants. He has already won over a deputy commander, and now all he needs to do is support him to take the throne so that he can control the entire world from behind him.

"How is it troublesome?" Tony complained while working. "Then why don't you just run for office? That way it's legitimate and there's no trouble."

“Tony, there are more and more extraordinary people in this world,” Killian said with a smile.

"For example, you, for example, Captain America who has been asleep for seventy years, for example, the black-robed masked man who beat up all the Avengers..."

"Therefore, in this world, there are some things you can't be arrogant about, you can't stand in the spotlight, and you can't become the focus of everyone's attention."

Killian spoke eloquently, but his eyes remained fixed on Tony, making sure he didn't do anything wrong.

Tony was defeated by his gaze and could only obediently repair the armor. That was a fire-breathing man, and Tony didn't think he could fight him without the armor. In fact, even with the armor, he might not be a match for him.

Before long, with Tony's repairs, the Iron Patriot was completely restored, looking exactly the same as before.

“Well done, Tony,” Killian patted him on the shoulder and praised him.

"Damn it..." Tony sighed, "When I have the chance in the future, I must create an intelligent battle suit that can fly on its own, find and attack targets on its own, and protect me."

"Good luck, you're a genius, you'll succeed." Killian grinned and gave a thumbs up.

Behind him, a bodyguard put on the Iron Patriot suit, then stepped out, soared into the sky, and flew into the air. Now, because the whole country was on edge because of the "Mandarin," no one knew whether a suicide bomber would break in, so the president's office environment was changed from the White House in Washington to Air Force One.

This decision by the United States saved Killian a lot of trouble. Far from the ground and isolated, Killian could easily get what he wanted.

Watching the Iron Patriot take off, Killian waved, and his bodyguards escorted Tony Stark and Colonel Rhodes away.

“Come on, Tony, let’s go to our bigger stage, where you’ll see me at my most dazzling,” Killian smiled.

"That's my grand event, and you're the best audience member, just like at the 1999 science conference, I was your audience member, and now it's your turn."

Colonel Rhodes: "..."

And what about me? What am I? Should I be under the car, or inside it?

……

A villa in Los Angeles.

Beth sat in front of the computer, munching on a bag of Lay's potato chips, her eyes glued to the screen, with a large bottle of soda beside her.

Of course, she wasn't watching a TV series; the images on the computer screen weren't from a drama series, but rather experimental records of Killian's experiments.

"In the 372nd experiment, the latest version of the Extremis virus did not exhibit any uncontrollable external shape, did not self-destruct, and even emotional excitement could not trigger the Extremis virus to activate."

"I'm one step closer to success, hahaha..."

In the video, Killian's excited voice kept coming out. Although he looked tired, his eyes were bright.

"..."

"The 380th experiment revealed the side effects of the Extremis virus," Killian said in a deep voice. "This drug affects people's minds, making them hot-tempered, easily angered, and unreasonable."

“The experimenter’s emotions were out of control; we had to eliminate him.”

"Bang! Damn it, guns can't kill him..."

"Liquid nitrogen, get the liquid nitrogen right now... Damn it, hurry up, he's about to break free!"

"..."

"In the 432nd experiment, I found a solution to amplify the effects of the Extremis virus on people's emotions and minds. However, this method would greatly reduce the original capabilities of the Extremis virus. I must find a way to solve this problem again..."

"..."

"The 493rd experiment, damn it... After numerous experiments, this problem remains unsolved. Now I face two choices: should I choose an unstable virus with high potency, strong self-healing ability, and strong combat capabilities, or a virus with lower potency but controllable capabilities?"

"..."

"In the five hundredth experiment, I have maximized the power of the controllable virus, barely reaching the same level as Captain America's physical data... But this is not what I want. I want to surpass him..."

"..."

"After the 574th experiment, I have to admit that the current Extremis virus is the limit of my capabilities, and I can no longer make it any better..."

"..."

"The 600th experiment was conducted on my bodyguard. He did not experience any adverse reactions, either physical or psychological. If it is in accordance with Maya's plan, it is a success. However, as a superhuman development agent, it can only be compared to the Captain America serum from seventy years ago."

"In the 607th experiment, I injected myself with the Extremis virus. All the data matched the experiment. It gave me self-healing, fire, and superhuman physical abilities, but... I could have done better."

Seeing this, Beth breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as there were no side effects, everything else was fine. This virus was perfect for her.

On the other side, Maya Hansen was behind her, fiddling with various instruments and bottles, completely ignoring the sounds she had just made. Beth sighed when she saw this; scientists were truly terrifying.

Dick dick~

At that moment, a pop-up window suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the computer, displaying a message that Air Force One was under attack and its altitude was rapidly decreasing.

Beth clicked on the pop-up window, and a steel armor with a blue, white, and red paint scheme jumped out from the bottom of the plane and flew quickly toward the ground.

"This is... Steel Patriot?" Beth frowned. This shouldn't be happening. If this thing was on Air Force One, this shouldn't have happened.

After thinking about it, Beth sent the message to Cao Gui. This matter might be related to "The Mandarin," and Cao might be interested.

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Chapter 382 Superhero: Black

"I never imagined my last mission would turn out like this..." Colonel Rhodes lowered his head, his dark face filled with extreme frustration.

"I am a soldier, and I should die gloriously on the battlefield. Even if the enemy blows off my arm and head, it would be better than being shot in the back here... Sigh."

"Wow, great idea." Tony tilted his head and looked at him, commenting:

"No, actually no. If you go to the battlefield, you will be escorted by helicopters, fighter jets, and even aerospace carriers overhead, and protected by armored vehicles, tanks, and missiles on the ground."