In the Middle Eastern region of Gomira~
Due to the ti difference, it was still morning when Tony arrived. After a brief search, he quickly noticed a village engulfed in flas.
He then saw a group of n wearing headscarves, ard with rifles, herding a group of children onto a truck.
"Hurry up! Get on!"
"Don't run! If you try to run, we'll shoot you!"
"Get on the truck, we're leaving soon!"
The terrified children, trembling under the watchful eyes of the Ten Rings mbers, obediently boarded the open cargo truck. They remained very quiet because the ones who didn't had already been shot dead.
Just then, one of the Ten Rings mbers near the truck, after ensuring all the children were on board, removed his headscarf, revealing a Western face.
He lit a cigarette, taking a slow puff.
"Once we finish this job, we can finally take a break."
The man beside him, after closing the truck door, took the cigarette from his companion and inhaled deeply.
"Yeah, after this, I'm heading back."
"Back? What's wrong?"
"I'm tired of all the killing every day."
"Yeah, I get that..."
The first man took the cigarette back, taking another puff.
"Earlier, there was a little girl, about the sa age as my daughter, begging not to kill her mother. But I did it anyway."
Even though they were part of the Ten Rings and committed many heinous acts, they were still human, with emotions and desires. Though their conscience was scarce, it wasn't completely absent.
As the two n conversed, suddenly, a beam of light descended from the sky, striking the truck that was just about to start.
With a loud "bang!", the truck's engine was instantly destroyed.
Imdiately after, a red and gold robot landed on the ground.
The surrounding Ten Rings mbers, seeing this, imdiately opened fire without hesitation.
"Ratatatat..."
Bullets struck the robot, but it was as if they were rely scratching an itch, only chipping off so paint.
Inside the Mark IV suit, Tony felt no tremors at all, which gave him a profound sense of security.
The previous Mark III armor was still too thin, and sotis he feared it could be pierced by armor-piercing rounds. But the Mark IV? It could probably withstand a couple of hits from armor-piercing rounds.
After feeling out the Mark IV's armor, Tony raised his hand, and a repulsor beam fired instantly.
"Whoosh!!"
Two Ten Rings mbers were imdiately blasted away, their fates uncertain.
Tony continued his assault, using his repulsors to take down the surrounding enemies one by one.
The children on the truck, seeing this, looked on in amazent.
"Wow, Superman ca to save us."
"That's not Superman, it's a robot!"
"It's a super robot!"
In contrast, the two Ten Rings mbers who had been smoking earlier, upon seeing such a powerful enemy, imdiately dropped their weapons and played dead.
For them, it was just a job for money—no need to sacrifice their lives.
"Whoooooshh!!"
After a short while, all the Ten Rings mbers who were still standing had fallen.
Tony scanned the area, feeling a bit disappointed when he didn't see any enemies left standing. It seed not all mbers of the Ten Rings would transform into those praying mantis-like monsters.
So, he took to the skies again, searching for new enemies.
The children on the truck, seeing that all the bad guys were dead, imdiately jumped off the truck.
"The super robot defeated the bad guys!"
"Aweso!"
"Mommy! Daddy!"
At that mont, the surviving relatives of the children rushed over from a distance.
"Sob...my child, thank goodness you're okay!"
"I thought I'd never see you again."
"Mom, it's okay now. Where's Dad?"
"Sob...sob..."
............
Hovering in the air, Tony was deeply moved by this scene. At that mont, he felt the true aning of his existence.
To make the world a better place, to bring peace without pain or sorrow.
He felt as though he had evolved. If before, he had the idea of fighting criminals, it was more out of revenge against the Ten Rings.
But now, he felt he was no longer driven by revenge; he was truly fighting for world peace. After ensuring these civilians were safe, he finally flew away with peace of mind.
After a while, he seed to have found the enemy's stronghold and even spotted a Stark Industries missile truck.
This imdiately ignited his fury!!
But in the next second.
Suddenly, with a loud "bang!", Tony felt as if he had crashed into a truck, being violently flung to the ground.
Fortunately, the Mark IV had extraordinary shock-absorbing capabilities, otherwise, even if the suit remained intact, the impact might have killed him inside.
As he climbed back to his feet, he saw a tank not far away, aiming directly at him. He imdiately raised his right hand, and a small anti-tank missile popped out of his arm.
The next second, just as the tank was reloading, he fired the missile and turned his head without hesitation.
"Whoosh...boom!"
The missile seed to have hit the tank's ammo, causing a catastrophic explosion.
He then flew towards the missile truck.
Just as he was about to launch his attack, a group of Ten Rings mbers rushed out, firing at him.
"Ratatatat..."
"Boom..."
The unfortunate Tony was struck by a hidden portable missile, once again sent flying.
After getting up, he quickly extended both hands, firing repulsors continuously. But worried that the enemy might have more portable missiles, he kept moving while attacking.
In no ti, the Ten Rings mbers were being wiped out, with no chance to fight back.
"Boom...boom..."
Minutes later, with the last explosion, the Stark Industries missile truck was also destroyed.
Tony felt a wave of satisfaction in his heart.
Just as he was about to take off again, he noticed three n who had been lying on the ground suddenly getting up.
"Roar..."
A strange growl echoed.
The three n's bodies began to undergo different mutations.
One man, with darker skin, developed black scales on his chest, similar to a beetle's shell.
An older man, with graying hair, grew six small claws from his lower abdon.
The last man, the youngest and apparently a Caucasian, underwent the most significant change—his entire head transford into an insect's, with countless teeth and compound eyes.
"Here we go again, seems like so kind of enhancent technology. But now it seems this enhancent can lead to any kind of insect mutation."
"Roar!"
Before Tony could think any further, the beetle-man charged at him.
He quickly raised his hand, firing a repulsor beam.
"Bang!"
A beam of light struck the beetle-man, but the man withstood it, not even breaking his skin.
"Oh boy, this is unexpected..."
Before he could finish, the beetle-man knocked him back.
"Looks like I'll need to reinforce the armor even more next ti, or I'll be getting concussions from flying around all day."
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