Chapter 427 Still a Hero

The attack on the last resistance base in Mexico was launched in the early hours of the morning. Under the guidance of Logan, Red Tank and others successfully found the place that looked like a corroded fortress.

"Earth penetrator." Red Tank said this through the walkie-talkie. In the rear convoy, the roofs of several armored vehicles responsible for the attack were lifted. The portable attack-type surface-to-surface empowerment missile mounted on this vehicle. This is specially used to deal with hard bunkers, or underground facilities.

The red tanks brought in elites this time, all of whom are mutants who have received formal training and have super combat effectiveness or have special abilities. Although the number is only more than 400 people.

But their mutual cooperation and the weapons they carry are enough to match the combat effectiveness of several ultra-elite armored divisions composed of traditional humans. It can even be said that the combat power can be stronger.

With a hot burning tail flame. Ground-penetrating missiles flew out one after another. They first flew to a certain height at an angle of forty-five degrees. Then suddenly adjusted the angle of his flight.

After reaching over the designated target, the missile turns, flying not upwards but downwards. And when attacking downwards, he constantly adjusted his angle slightly. Until it falls from the sky at a right angle of ninety degrees, piercing the earth!

Hundreds of ground penetrating bombs landed in different places at different times. The same thing is that on the soft Gobi Desert in Mexico, these ground penetrating bombs easily broke through the depth of tens of meters.

The flames and shock waves they erupted pierced the silent night sky. The pillar of fire that soared into the sky and the sand and gravel raised by the shock wave were extremely dazzling on the Gobi Desert.

The most magnificent pyrotechnics in the world cannot compare with the brilliance produced by a missile explosion. It was the flame of death, and around it danced and sang only the angels of hell who reaped the souls of men.

Logan turned his head away not wanting to see what was happening. "I'm sorry." Logan read softly, his heart full of regret. But he had no choice, there was nothing he could do.

The Red Tank looked at Logan's actions and smiled contemptuously. When the missile attack completed and destroyed the underground palace, exposing the entire base to the eyes of the Red Tank and others, this was the moment for the Red Tank to launch a general attack.

Hundreds of fully armed mutant fighters, wearing power skeletons tailored for their mutant abilities, marched towards the resistance base in an orderly manner under the command of the red tank.

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When the missiles hit, Tony Stark was busy making and programming the Sentinels. His time is limited, and the infinite serum can only support him for half a year.

Only during this period of time can his brain keep running at high speed, just like going back to the time when steel armor was made fifty years ago. And now it's been three months. However, the entire manufacture of the sentinel robot is only forty percent complete.

Tony felt a sense of urgency like never before. Because his time is running out. As long as the time of unlimited serum support passes, his brain will begin to age and decline at a rapid rate. At that time, he didn't know if he could still clearly see the complex data on these blueprints, as well as various dense mutant formulas.

He's working overtime. Because now it is not Tony's brain that is slowing down the entire work process, but the lack of resources and limited technical manpower.

It's not fifty years ago now, and Tony can't mobilize various resources like he did when he was Iron Man. At that time, he held the Stark Industries Group in his hand. A large number of raw materials are at his disposal, as well as Jarvis's intelligent AI assistance, and a fully automatic manufacturing factory of his own, just below his villa.

If Tony had obtained this blueprint fifty years ago, he would be able to make a guarantee that he would be able to manufacture the first prototype in just one week. No fewer than two improved models could be manufactured within three months.

And at this base in Mexico, he has no resources and no technical staff. Although everyone's work enthusiasm is very high, this does not solve the problem of their unskilled skills.

Tony has adjusted the life support system supply to the maximum state. He increased the supply in the respirator. A large amount of oxygen enters the blood through breathing. It is transported through the blood to various organs of the body, especially the brain.

The high oxygen levels provided enough stimulation for Tony's brain. Oxygen-rich blood brings enough nourishment to the brain. This keeps Tony in high spirits.

For a moment, he felt as if he was back in his teens, the grade he was in MIT. At that time, he always had inexhaustible vitality.

But now MIT has become a place where mutants reign supreme. Tony felt bad when his alma mater became like this.

"You should go to bed." Nightcrawler and Hawkeye walked into Tony's laboratory to remind him: "You are almost ninety Tony, staying up late is not a good thing for you. You are burning your own life. If If you continue to do this, the infinite serum may lose its efficacy in less than half a year."

Hawkeye's words are not alarmist. Tony has been staying up very late for the past month. Although his spirit is still very full. But his body began to shrink. The body that had started to become a little stronger because of the infinite serum had withered again.

This is not a good sign. Because this means that the efficacy of the infinite serum has begun to decline, and it has begun to decline at a very fast speed.

"Can't stop, guys. I'm running out of time. If I write out the entire sentinel manufacturing process and write out a detailed instruction book while I'm still awake. Then who will take care of it later?" Mentoring these young men to do this complicated job?" Tony didn't even lift his head.

He was typing on the keyboard quickly in front of the computer, listing various complicated calculation formulas.

"I want to finish all this as soon as possible!" Nightcrawler and Hawkeye exchanged glances. In fact, they knew very well that the completion of the Sentinel project really depended on luck.

Because they lack various key materials. To be able to complete 40% of the manufacturing work is considered a stroke of luck. And even if the sentinel is completed, can this sentinel really meet everyone's expectations and eliminate mutants?

Maybe? But it is estimated that relying on one is definitely not enough, at least a little more is needed. Perhaps hundreds of units are required. But it is so laborious to manufacture just one, so can it be completed by manufacturing hundreds of them?

Actually from Nightcrawler to Hawkeye to Spider-Man and even Tony himself. They all have a kind of disbelief in their hearts, and they even have given up plans.

But they still insist on doing so. Because they want to lower the morale of other people in the resistance base. The most frightening thing in the dark age is not the shortage of materials, but the loss of hope. This group of old guys understood this very well, so they had a tacit understanding, and no one said anything.

Nightcrawler and Hawkeye saw Tony being so persistent, so they stopped arguing with him. The two found a place and sat down quietly, watching Tony check the formula and write the items.

In fact, the entire design and manufacturing steps are almost completed in Tony's overtime work now. He's just doing the final check right now. After that, it is necessary to find a suitable USB flash drive or something similar to copy all the files.

When the three old men were quietly doing their own things in the laboratory, missile strikes fell from the sky. The huge explosion and shock wave caused Tony to fall directly from the chair.

"Tony!" Nightcrawler yelled, and rushed forward to protect Tony, preventing the falling debris from hitting him.

"Enemy attack! It's the red tank! He brought Magneto's first elite battalion to kill! Our base was exposed!" Spiderman rushed in amidst the shaking caused by the violent explosion, bringing shock to everyone. Got a bad news.

"Damn it! How did Magneto find this out!!" Hawkeye barely kept himself from falling while leaning on the wall.

The explosion of the missile lasted for nearly a minute, and Tony's laboratory was located at the bottom of the underground palace. This prevented them from being completely blown through by the ground-penetrating bomb.

But the upper floor of the underground palace has suffered heavy casualties. The 40% sentinel robot that had just been manufactured was also destroyed in this violent explosion.

"The explosion stopped! They are going to launch a frontal attack." The night crawler shouted loudly when he found that the shock wave had stopped. The First Elite Battalion is the best batch of mutant troops in the hands of Magneto.

Even if it is intact, the rebel base cannot be the opponent of this armed force head-on. Not to mention being caught off guard by them. It has been attacked by hundreds of ground penetrators.

Tony, who was protected by the Nightcrawler, patted the Nightcrawler on himself and signaled that he could let go of himself: "Hawkeye quickly let Abraham and Millie come over. We don't have time! Nightcrawler, help me quickly Get up. I'm just a few last formulas away, and I'm going to finish this code!"

Tony yelled at the top of his voice, "Hurry up! We only have a few minutes!"

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Logan didn't watch how the people under Red Tank attacked this resistance base, and he didn't want to know what would happen later. He just turned his face away, took out a bottle of gin from his arms and took a sip.

But Red Tank did not give up provoking Logan. He said to Logan with a smile that was not a smile: "Logan, do you know who is leading the resistance base here?"

Logan didn't even look at the red tank, he just went on drinking his gin.

Red Tank saw Logan's performance and shook his head, as if Logan's performance disappointed him. He said in an indifferent tone: "Ah, you don't care about all this, do you. You want to end everything here quickly so that you can take your grandson and granddaughter to Canada to continue chopping wood, right?"

"Well, you really don't need to care about all of this, even if the leaders here are Tony Stark, Nightcrawler, Hawkeye Button, Spiderman. Oh, by the way, and Professor X Charles Xavier!" Red Tank Said in a nonchalant tone.

And when the names one after another were read out, Logan's pupils shrank violently. His hand holding the bottle unconsciously crushed the whole bottle. Amber liquor flowed all over the floor along with the broken wine bottle. Logan's palm was pierced by sharp fragments and the wound was full of blood, but Logan didn't notice all this.

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Hawkeye brought some young men and women to Tony's laboratory. These are carefully selected seeds. For this group of old guys, they had prepared for the worst a long time ago.

There were about twenty men and women in total. These are young people who have just turned twenty. Some of them are ordinary people who awakened with super powers, and then they were persecuted by Magneto.

The Nightcrawlers took these people in and trained them in a planned way. In addition to teaching them fighting skills, he also taught them various other knowledge. Including the scientific knowledge that Tony taught them.

The team leaders are Abraham and Millie. Men's and women's leaders respectively. Tony called the two to him. He taught the two of them a small USB flash drive.

"Listen, there's no time kids. You should know what we're going through. Magneto has found us." Tony said, looking at the faces of the two young men.

"They are afraid. Magneto is afraid of us. So he can't wait to get rid of us every time. Especially when we have something that can destroy his regime." Tony pointed to the USB drive.

"This contains the manufacturing methods of all sentries, as well as several improvement methods I proposed. You must keep them safe. When you find the right time, you can make these machines! Remember not to let others find you!" Abraham and Millie's The little face is full of sadness. The same expression was on the faces of the other young men.

They know what that means. Long ago, when the Nightcrawlers started training them, they had already begun to tell them what the worst outcome would be.

"No, I don't want to leave you!" Millie's voice was full of tears, she held on to the clothes of Nightcrawler and Tony tightly and didn't want to leave here. She was rescued by Nightcrawler at the most dangerous time. For her who has been fleeing since she was seven or eight years old, Nightcrawler and Tony are her family, and this resistance base is her last home. But now they want to tell her that her family is ruined now.

This kind of thing is very painful, she has experienced it once when she was very young, and she doesn't want to experience it again.

"No time kids. Get out of here, we'll buy you time. Spider-Man! Did the professor bring it? Let him go with the kids!" Nightcrawler yelled.

Before Spider-Man could respond, the professor's voice came: "No need, don't drag these children down. My old bones are useless. It would be better if I could delay them for a while."

The professor struggled to push the wheelchair into the laboratory: "I've seen too many students die. I don't want to see other young people die. So, I'll stay."

Nightcrawler, Tony, Spider-Man and Hawkeye all looked at each other, but no one objected. They drove the young people led by Abraham and Millie into the secret passage they had prepared long ago. Let them escape from the passage.

When those mutant warriors appeared in front of Nightcrawler and others wearing sophisticated equipment and carrying huge lethal weapons. The old Nightcrawler drew out his thunder knife. Although his hands were still trembling, he said to the others in a firm tone: "Everyone, it is my honor in this life to be able to fight side by side with you. I have the honor to be with a group of A true hero fights to the last moment of his life."

"Don't talk too much nonsense, Nightcrawler. You have been talking too much nonsense all your life. You'd better control your trembling hands and kill a few more enemies." Hawkeye had already put the bow and arrow on the bowstring.

"At least I can die on the battlefield instead of a hospital bed. It will be the honor of my life." Tony said in a wheelchair. And the professor in Char City next to Tony nodded and said, "Me too."

"Don't forget me." Spider-Man finally adjusted his attire: "We have always been heroes, since fifty years ago. It is still the same now. Everyone, let us present a perfect curtain call for our last heroic career! "

After saying this, Spider-Man has already rushed towards the enemy, followed by Hawkeye of the Nightcrawler, Professor and Tony. This group of old heroes launched a roaring charge towards death at the last moment of their lives.

Perhaps in the beginning, they didn't have too much expectations for the Sentinel project. Perhaps this group of old heroes had despaired of this dark world long ago.

But they used their old and curved spines to resist all the darkness. Strong as steel, tough as spider silk. The bent back bears the last expectations of countless people.

Even in this darkest age, in this age without dawn. They still made their own choices. They keep all their despair to themselves and give all their hope to others.

It is those who encourage them spiritually, and it is those young people who fled with the fire of hope in the secret way.

The desperate charge of a group of old people was not so heroic, but it let everyone know one thing: a hero is still a hero even if he dies!

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