I'm not a hero of God, I'm a driver in Meiman

Chapter 199 Sterak's Tyrant Soldier, Dr. Zola's Energy Weapon Information

After Stark announced his identity, Los Angeles was in an uproar, the West Coast was in an uproar, the United States was in an uproar, and the entire earth was in an uproar.

Countless people are talking about it, and nine out of ten people must be talking about Iron Man and Tony Stark.

But Stark actually didn't think about it that much. His original and most fundamental purpose was just to win Richard in this way.

He couldn't beat Li Cha, he couldn't decipher the data of Nava's belt, he was overwhelmed by Li Cha in all aspects, and was even rescued several times by Li Cha, Stark's self-esteem made him unable to accept these, he had to win, Otherwise, I will have trouble sleeping and eating.

So, he decided to announce his superhero status, becoming the first superhero in the world to announce his identity!

Um, some WWII antique doesn't count.

In short, after announcing his identity, Stark was elated and felt good in every way. He played a super-level battle with Pepper and persisted for 5 minutes.

Stark didn't know that his impact was not only worldwide, but also continuous!

One of his press conferences officially opened the era of superheroes in this world and opened the curtain of a new era.

In a certain deep mountain base, Strack watched the news while watching Stark's battle with Oxer in Nava armor.

Especially the battle video, he has watched it more than a dozen times, and he keeps pausing, replaying, and slowing it down.

The more he looked, the more excited his eyes became.

Sure enough, the road of exoskeleton armor is a natural moat!
However, the ongoing biochemical experiment does not mean that there is no future. For the experiment on the isolated island base, Dr. Umbrella's mutated serum has already matured, right?
So the experimental body is ready for mass production?
Strakli contacted the isolated island base.

"My lord baron, do you want to know the progress of the tyrant's plan?"

In a hidden research institute on an isolated island base, a pale blond-haired combat ethnic scientist answered the phone with a flattering expression on his face.

"How's it going?" Strack's voice was emotionless.

The scientist of the fighting nation suddenly stopped thinking, "Master Baron, just yesterday we conducted a test. One tyrant soldier easily eliminated ten heavily armed soldiers at night without any injuries. I think the tyrant soldier can be put into mass production. .”

"I'm video-connecting with you now, show me the results." Strack hung up the phone.

After a while, the video call was established, and Strack looked at the laboratory in the picture, and Dr. Krieger, and a bald soldier with a gray body behind him.

"Men Baron, please allow me to solemnly introduce you to the ordinary mass-produced Tyrant Soldier." Dr. Krieger moved his body with eyes full of excitement, and the gray-and-white Tyrant Soldier was immediately exposed in the video.

"Lord Baron, this tyrant soldier has very good performance, let me introduce you one by one, and give me a gun." Krieger turned his head and said, and immediately handed over a pistol, "My lord, this is a gun." This Glock 18 automatic pistol is so powerful that a single shot to the torso can make a person incapacitated."

After finishing speaking, Krieger loaded his pistol and shot the tyrant soldier several times in the chest.

The sound of the bullet casings falling to the ground was clear and sweet, and Strucker narrowed his eyes as he looked at the unscathed tyrant soldiers in the video.

The bullets didn't even penetrate the skin of the tyrant's soldiers, leaving only a few craters hit by the bullets, which quickly returned to smoothness!
"Don't tell me this is a subcutaneous body armor, that thing is outdated." Strack looked a little ugly.

Krieger hurriedly explained, "My lord, this is not subcutaneous body armor, this is the skin itself."

"The skin of a tyrant soldier has a very strong defense force. The muscles can absorb a large amount of impact and protect the body and various organs. In terms of bullet resistance, it is 20 times stronger than Kevlar bulletproof vests. In terms of stab resistance, it is stronger than the top stab-resistant clothing. 23 times higher! He can lift a heavy motorcycle with one hand and throw it four or five meters away. He can punch through a 5mm thick steel plate with one punch. He basically does not need to sleep. He completely obeys the instructions from the chip in his brain and retains part of his intelligence. , so the acceptance and understanding of orders is beyond imagination. This is a very combat-effective and flexible humanoid weapon!"

Krieger looked excited.

Strucker didn't seem to see the pride in Krieger's eyes, and said with a cold face: "It's not enough! This kind of thing can't withstand a single punch from the Fire Dragon, and even that Iron Man can easily destroy it. This is yours. Results?"

Krieger froze for a moment, and then showed his signature smile, "My lord, this is just an ordinary model. The imaginary enemies at the beginning of the design are ordinary humans and soldiers. Once they are mass-produced, a small team can destroy an entire army. If you If you want to fight against superheroes, there is also the ultimate tyrant soldier, just wait a moment."

Krieger walked briskly to another lab and introduced another product. "My lord, this is the ultimate tyrant soldier, stronger than the ordinary one. If the ordinary one is a special soldier, then this ultimate type can be called a tank!"

Looking at the two-meter-tall guy in the cultivation tank, with the same gray skin, bald head, and wearing a green coat that looked like a military coat, Strack seemed to feel a sense of wildness and ferocity across the screen, and nodded secretly in his heart.

"The size is quite big, but even if the ability reaches the level you mentioned, how much is the controllability? How much does it cost? Don't tell me it's really the price of building a tank." Strack said, a dangerous light burst out in his eyes , "The meaning of your existence is to use the resources used as pistols to make me cannons and tanks. Otherwise, why don't I just buy cannons and tanks?"

Sweat broke out on Krieger's face.

He is a genius not bad.After all, it is indeed a genius to be able to develop mutant serums from Dr. Erkins' super soldier serum, to create tyrant soldiers and ultimate tyrant soldiers, and there is no scientific team relying on him alone.

But it is impossible for him to do what Strucker said.

In fact, the cost of the restraint-style protective suit on the outside of this ultimate tyrant soldier is more than that of a tank, not to mention the resources it takes to find a suitable mutated serum host and cultivate it to this stage.

But right now the research base can't function without him, so... Mr. Baron should just scare him, right?
Maybe?
Krieger guessed right, Strack saw that he was a talent, so he gave him the authority to let him do it, but it was necessary to beat him, otherwise what would happen if Krieger swelled up?
It's easy to take down Krieger, but much harder to find another.

Seeing Krieger's ugly face, Strack was very satisfied.

Strack was about to speak when suddenly his subordinates came in to report. "My lord, we found it! The complete information on the energy weapon left by Dr. Zola!"

Strack stood up suddenly, "Krieger, ordinary tyrant soldiers can be mass-produced, ultimate tyrant soldiers, give me another 100! Resources are not a problem, I want you to use the fastest speed, understand?"

"Yes, Lord Baron!"

(End of this chapter)