Villain in MCU- CH-78. Battle starts

Someone asked in confusion, "Manager, what does this mean?"

The supervisor said loudly, "There are people who know how to disguise themselves in Jason Walter's criminal organization. According to Mr. Stark's information, Jason Walter himself is very likely to have used disguise to change his appearance and lurked among you."

As soon as the words fell, they exploded among the crowd like thunder.

All the security guards started to panic.

They turned around and looked at their companions in front, behind, and around them, with doubtful expressions on their faces.

Jason was a little nervous, but he still pretended to be calm, frowning and looking around.

The supervisor continued, "Don't worry, no matter how powerful this disguise technique is, it's nothing more than sticking a layer of human skin mask on a person's face. It's not high-tech."

"Next, all of you step forward in turn. The officer standing behind me will check you one by one, starting with this row."

After saying that, the security guard in the first row and first column stepped forward.

An officer pinched his face hard, and when he saw that his skin turned red, he nodded and let him go.

If a person's face is pinched hard, a bloody mark will appear, but the material of the human skin mask is silicone, so there will be no reaction no matter how hard you pinch.

Apparently, there were people in Stark Industries who knew how to disguise themselves.

The security guards stepped forward one by one to take the test, and all of them passed smoothly.

When it was Jason's turn, he suppressed his nervousness and walked forward with a calm expression.

The soldiers pointed their guns at him from several directions, and another person walked up and pinched Jason's mouth.

Soon, two red marks appeared on Jason's face.

The soldier nodded and said, "No problem, let's go. Let's head to the equipment warehouse."

Jason left the underground shooting range with a smile.

Christine's disguise skills are so remarkable that they are indistinguishable from the real thing.

Not to mention that pinching your face can leave red marks; even if you cut your skin with a knife, the mask will make you bleed.

Jason had memorized the map of Stark Industries in his mind, and he easily found the location of the equipment warehouse.

Stark Industries' equipment warehouse covers an area of 100,000 square meters and stores a large number of advanced weapons of various types.

There are both stocks left over from many years ago and new products that are about to be shipped to all parts of the world.

The weapons in this warehouse are enough to start a small war.

Jason stood in a corner of the warehouse, with three hundred large iron boxes piled in front of him.

If I'm not mistaken, what's inside is Stark's iron armor.

An hour later, everyone had finished the test.

The supervisor came over with a smile and said, "Very good! Everyone passed the test. It seems that Jason Walter is much stupider than we thought."

Hearing this, all the security guards present laughed sarcastically.

"Hahaha…"

When the laughter died down, the supervisor asked the factory workers to come over and install the steel armor on them.

When two employees moved the large iron box in front of Jason, he felt a little excited.

What's inside is the prototype of Iron Man, although it's an extremely low-profile version.

The iron box was opened, revealing a pile of precision titanium alloy parts. Two employees, holding tools, helped Jason put on the armor from bottom to top.

Half an hour later, the iron armor was installed and successfully powered on and started.

The LCD panel in front of Jason emitted a bright light, and the scene outside appeared clearly on the panel.

There are more than a dozen high-definition infrared cameras installed on the external helmet, and each camera has overlapping vision with other cameras.

In other words, even if some cameras are destroyed in the crossfire, it will not affect the user's view of the outside world at all.

After the armor was installed, the supervisor began to distribute weapons to them.

According to Stark and military leaders' speculation, Jason is very likely to use an M16 automatic rifle equipped with M995 armor-piercing bullets.

In this case, their weapons must be of a higher level of power.

Stark prepared the M240 heavy machine gun for the security guards, equipped with 7.62mm M993 armor-piercing bullets, which are much more lethal than the 5.56mm M995.

Three hundred warriors opened fire with heavy machine guns. The unmatched firepower was enough to tear Jason and his men into pieces, not to mention that they were carrying magazines with 500 rounds of armor-piercing bullets on their backs.

120 kg of armor, an 11 kg heavy machine gun, and a 15 kg magazine, a weight of nearly 300 catties, makes most security guards feel exhausted.

But for Jason, whose strength attribute is as high as 63, carrying a weight of 300 kilograms is as easy as wearing an extra piece of clothing.

Everything was ready, and the supervisor began his pre-war mobilization speech.

This kind of speech is nothing more than honor, responsibility, and family. There is nothing new about it.

After he finished his nonsense, three hundred warriors boarded the armored vehicle, left the factory, and drove towards the bank!

Time flies, and the sky over Los Angeles is soon covered by darkness.

Today is a special day. The streets of the east, south, and north sides of Los Angeles are deserted. The citizens of Los Angeles, who are full of adventure and romanticism, have all gone to the West Side to join in the fun.

After tonight, billionaire Tony Stark's $1 billion gamble with America's most wanted criminal Jason Walter is about to begin.

In order to watch this magnificent sight up close, many citizens and tourists rushed to the West District, and all the hotels near the bank were crowded.

The hotel room rates, especially those with night views, also rose sharply. Tourists brought their own telescopes and sat on the hotel balcony, eating supper and waiting for the arrival of the early morning.

Rich tourists who have money in their pockets but are worried about safety have signed up for the helicopter remote viewing project launched by the travel agency. Tourists can sit safely in the helicopter and overlook this gamble of the century from a high altitude perspective.

If you don't have money and are worried about safety, you can just sit at home and watch the news on TV.

Local TV stations that have partnerships with Stark Industries will broadcast this gamble of the century live.

If you have no money and are not afraid of death, going directly to the streets near Stark Industrial Bank is also a good choice.

It turned out that there were quite a lot of people like this. The streets near the bank were already crowded with tourists who came to watch the fun. They brought their own flashlights like cheering sticks, shining them at the building and cheering.

Although the Los Angeles government has issued many notices urging people not to approach banks, this has not been able to stop the enthusiasm of Los Angeles citizens.

A rave party was being held on the top floor of a high-rise building near the bank.

The top executives of Stark Industries and several military leaders were sitting on the sofa chairs, drinking wine, chatting, and laughing.

Having seen Stark's iron armor, they had already put their guard down. No matter how powerful Jason and his men were or how accurate their marksmanship was, they were just ordinary people with flesh and blood.

Tony looked a little tipsy and asked the general, "Have the military personnel been deployed?"

The general hugged the model sitting on his lap and smiled, "There are already three thousand active-duty soldiers stationed in the five blocks around the bank. As soon as Jason shows up, they will immediately block off the area, and then we can catch him in the trap."

Tony smiled and raised his glass. "The general is very courageous to dispatch 3,000 soldiers at once. If Jason knew the news, he would probably be too scared to come."

"Hahaha, Tony, you have such a big mouth, no wonder all the female stars in Hollywood like you!"

At nine o'clock in the evening, dozens of armored vehicles roared into the underground parking lot.

Three hundred steel warriors got out of the car one by one and ambushed at various entrances and corners of the bank according to the pre-arranged action plan.

Jason was lucky enough to be assigned to a position near the vault.

After waiting for more than three hours, there were only ten minutes left until midnight.

The TV station's news interview car drove into the underground parking lot, and the graceful host appeared in the audience's field of vision again.

"Good evening, everyone. I am now at the door of the underground vault of Stark Industrial Bank. There are less than ten minutes left before the challenge begins, and the heavy vault door behind me is about to open."

After saying that, the camera avoided the iron warrior and focused on the two bank security guards.

The security guard walked to the door of the vault and, after triple verification by key, fingerprint, and password, the door of the bank's vault was finally opened.

Billions of dollars are safely stored in the vault.

After the security guards left, the host said, "Mr. Stark kept his word. The vault door has been opened. Jason Walter, if you are still a man, come and take the money. If you don't dare, then release the two stars and go to the police station to surrender!"

After saying that, the female host raised her middle finger provocatively.

In a dark corner near the vault, Jason looked at the scene in front of him with a teasing look.

With less than five minutes left until midnight, other people in the bank rushed to evacuate.

Soon, the only people left in the huge bank were 300 steel warriors ambushing in the corner.

The clock outside the bank building struck the hour, and with the sound of heavy bells, the billion-dollar gambling challenge officially began!

Because of the high-stakes gambling, the Los Angeles government and residents have focused their attention on the West Side.

On the street outside the East End Union Savings Bank, the volume of traffic was much less than usual.

At this time, five vans were driving fast on the street, then broke through the guardrail outside the bank and stopped at the door of the bank.

Pedestrians and vehicles on the roadside thought there was a car accident and stopped to watch.

The door of the van opened and more than 30 masked men in black walked out of the car with weapons.

"Oh my god!"

"They have guns! Run for your lives!"

"These lunatics! How dare they rob United Savings!"

The vehicle sped away with the accelerator on, and the pedestrians also screamed and fled in all directions.

Christine raised her head and looked at the imposing United Savings Bank with a sneer on her lips.

She waved her hand gently, and a man in black walked up quickly and installed C4 explosives on the bank's security door.

After the explosives were installed, everyone quickly evacuated to a safe distance.

Boom!

30 seconds later, a huge fireball ignited in front of the bank, and a deafening roar shattered the tranquility of the East District.

The ten-centimeter-thick bank security door was blown open with a gap that was one person high and two people wide, and flames broke out inside and outside the door.

Two men in black took out fire extinguishers from the car and walked forward to put out the fire.

When the fire died down a little, the rest of the men in black immediately rushed into the bank.

"Shit!"

Several security guards who were on night shift at the bank spotted the men in black and immediately squatted down and shot at them!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullet hit the full-protection bulletproof vest.

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