Superman of the American Comics

"Power armor?"

Howard frowned slightly, a little confused.

At this time, the star ship paratrooper by science fiction master Robert Heinlein has not been published, and power armor belongs to a relatively unfamiliar concept.

The best-selling science fiction war novel, which won the Hugo Award, was later adapted into the classic film star corps, in which the soldiers were wearing military equipment similar to powered exoskeletons.

Many later games and film and television works have followed this concept and carried it forward.

"Similar to my superman suit."

Luke explained.

He has always been interested in turning Howard stark into an iron man.

Why do you have to wait until decades later to let Tony face the reporter and say the classic line "I'm Iron Man".

In terms of mind, Howard is no worse than his son.

Anyway, the timeline has been messed up. Even Gu has a headache when he looks at it.

That simply doesn't have to care about the original plot. The advantage of foresight is no longer important to Luke.

He has long completed the primitive accumulation and entered the development stage of explosive growth.

"Superman suit? I've always been curious about how Hydra's gang developed that thing! It needs nano molecular technology that is impossible to achieve at this stage."

An incomprehensible look appeared in Howard's eyes.

"Before the major innovation of microscope manufacturing technology, we knew little about the atomic and molecular world. Your... Cool suit belongs to the mature application of nanotechnology - to be honest, I don't believe that Hydra scientists have mastered the cutting-edge technology of controlling individual atoms and molecules and exploring the micro world."

Luke raised his eyebrows and tried to deceive a smart genius. It was really not an easy thing.

Their heads are always full of all kinds of strange problems, and they can easily find those unreasonable places.

"It doesn't matter."

Luke cleared his throat and said, "there are many unknown things in the world, just like the cosmic magic cube. For you, is it the product of this era?"

Howard was speechless. After thinking for a moment, he seemed to feel justified and put away his suspicious eyes.

"So you mean, let me make a similar suit and use the reactor as the core energy?"

As the father of iron man, Howard soon understood Luke's idea and began to consider the feasibility.

"Let me see, your suit is highly technical. It has soft and tough ductility and strong applicability. Nano molecular technology can make the surface combine freely and change its shape."

"You once resisted the tank's main gun, but you were unharmed in the end, and the battle clothes were not damaged. This proves that it can absorb high heat and energy. Further consideration, it may also be radiation proof."

"If I designed it, I would certainly arrange atoms and molecules in a specific way, make things similar to artificial muscle fibers, and then program them. This can develop a variety of uses."

"For example, surface hardening, such as upgraded bulletproof vests, can resist machine guns and artillery."

"And absorb the light refracted around to complete the double 'invisibility' of the naked eye and instrument."

Speaking of technical research and specific applications, Howard, as an arms dealer, naturally has a big brain hole.

"By the way, I remember that the generals in the Pentagon wanted you to hand over your war clothes and study similar technologies. Why didn't they make a sound later?"

He paused and looked at Luke, who was listening carefully.

To be honest, Howard is also interested in Superman suits.

Just considering that Luke might not agree, and it was strange to study other people's personal clothes, he immediately gave up the idea.

"Well, that's right."

Luke nodded.

"Colonel Phillips tested my response and said that the Pentagon and the White House were ready to hold a question meeting."

"Later, namo of Atlantis appeared and damaged two aircraft carriers of the Atlantic Fleet. After I pushed them back, no one mentioned it again."

"Actually, I'm a good speaker. I don't mind cooperating with the Pentagon and the White House to hold the last question meeting."

Howard rolled his eyes, automatically ignored the unreliable answer and returned to the restaurant on the first floor in his nightgown.

Today, the housekeeper Jarvis is not here. He is generally only responsible for the management of the New York residence and occasionally comes here.

It is said that the capable housekeeper in his thirties has the flavor of an English gentleman.

He served in the British air force and won the champion boxer for three consecutive years after he retired.

At the same time, he is also very capable.

Howard is both a close friend and a reliable helper.

Think of Alfred, the Housekeeper on the next set, who once had an amazing record of beating Superman.

Luke is a lot more polite every time he says hello to Jarvis.

After all, under the world view of superheroes.

If you can do a good job as a housekeeper, you must have some hidden unique skills.

"Your proposal is very interesting, but it's a little troublesome in practice."

Howard said while eating a sandwich with his cheeks bulging, "we'll put aside the problem of the energy system for the time being."

"The first thing we have to face is materials. Ordinary alloy steel is obviously not enough. We need to consider the protection of our own body, the defense against the attack of heavy weapons, and shock absorption."

"Secondly, I don't have inhuman power like you. If I want to improve the power of power armor, I need to carry all kinds of weapons, such as machine guns, micro missiles and thrusters."

"I just thought about it. If we want to make a real object, it should be a small giant three or four meters high. It may be very cumbersome to operate and can only be used as a mobile fortress to attract fire."

"It doesn't feel useful - I hope he is close to the shape of a normal person. It's best to attract attention. Whether he is strong or not is a small matter, and whether he is handsome or not is important!"

Howard swallowed his last bite of sandwich and took a sip of hot milk.

He was really excited to hear Luke's suggestion.

Just as a scientist with realistic and pragmatic spirit, Howard thought carefully and found that the feasibility was not high.

On the one hand, it has the limitations of the times, on the other hand, it involves many technical problems.

Nothing can be achieved unless a lot of energy and time are invested.

"There will be bread and milk. Atlantis will solve the technical problems. As for... Materials, I can give you a surprise gift bag at that time."

Luke looked mysterious and inexplicably like the old man with white beard who stuffed gifts into his socks at Christmas.

"But that's all later. Now get out and take a bath, take care of your moustache and messy hair, and then get to Washington, D.C. today is my medal ceremony."

Hearing Luke's orders, Howard subconsciously smelled his pajamas and found that there was a bad smell of rotten food, so he obediently followed the instructions.

"Tut Tut, the youngest lieutenant general in the history of the United States is really an enviable guy!"

Before leaving, he took a sip of lemon slices in the fruit plate and said sour.

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White House, South Lawn.

Not long ago, the president added a balcony to the South colonnade and conducted a thorough inspection of the country's highest official residence.

It was found that the problem was too serious and there were many potential safety hazards, so it was decided to carry out large-scale rectification.

Now, the president's family has moved to Blair across Pennsylvania street.

Today is the awarding ceremony of major general Carville. The press conference is scheduled here.

Otherwise, it is difficult to see the president and cabinet members gather in the White House.

"Carville... Oh, no, you should be called lieutenant general."

The president, who had not yet made a speech on the stage, warmly held Luke's right hand in the face of reporters.

It seems that he hasn't given up the idea of introducing his daughter to each other.

"I just did my duty and implemented the idea of maintaining world peace, which is nothing."

Luke, as always, said beautiful things he didn't believe.

He met the president's daughter, although the other party showed great enthusiasm and initiative.

However, Luke's lack of interest and impulse.

At the last meeting, he only showed his attitude by smiling politely and maintaining basic demeanor.

"Mr. lieutenant general, it's time to consider starting a family and starting a business."

The president was still unwilling to give up and said positively, "I talked to your uncle, Frank. He hopes to see you get married and have children and live a happy and peaceful life."

Luke curled his lips and played emotion cards?

He doesn't want to step into the grave of love so early. It will only trip up his steps.

How can the lofty goal of the stars and the sea be delayed by children's love!

"With all due respect, Mr. President, I'm not as good as what the newspapers and news say."

Luke showed a serious expression and continued, "if you know something, you should know my private life..."

"That's not a problem!"

The president made a very magnanimous appearance and said that he was from the past and understood it.

"It's normal to like beautiful girls with hot bodies. Look at little Kennedy. He plays so recklessly, but it doesn't prevent him from becoming a promising young man."

"I've heard about the private life of the lieutenant general. Apart from the Sicilian woman, and Ms. Carter of the Divine Shield?"

"You see, there are only two. It has nothing to do with being romantic. It can be said to be clean and abide by the rules. It is really a model among young people."

Luke's mouth was slightly open and some didn't respond.

Has the atmosphere of upper class society been opened to this extent?

Having two lovers doesn't deserve to be called "romantic prodigal"?

He was about to be promoted to lieutenant general, and somehow he felt despised.

"It's not easy for a young man in a high position like you to keep his heart and restrain his desires."

The President let go, tidied up his suit and prepared to speak on the stage.

"After the medal ceremony, I have a family dinner. Mr. lieutenant general must come. After meeting last time, my daughter Mary adores you and recites your name every day."

Luke was shocked again that there was no such father who forcibly promoted his daughter.

I feel that if he can do it, the president wants to force him to obey.

Luke, who has a sense of crisis, has his brain running fast and thinking about solutions.

wait!

He looked at Howard sitting in the back and an idea came into his mind.

It's time for this self styled Playboy to perform real technology.