Osborne Megacorp

"All targets have stopped moving," a soldier said on the communication channel.

The soldiers slowly entered the battlefield. There were ruins everywhere and the remains of robots everywhere.

The battle seems to be coming to an end.

"Stay alert, they may have a self-destruct function - fuck, they're starting to flash red dots!"

"Armored units, prepare to withstand the impact!"

boom!

The self-destructions of these small arc reactors lit up the entirety of Manhattan, looking like fireworks from a distance.

But being in it is not so beautiful.

The explosion caused most of the buildings in Stark Industrial Park to collapse, and many people who had no time to escape could only watch the glittering decorative buildings falling towards them--

boom!

When the smoke and dust fell, the people who thought they were dead found that several red power armors provided them with protective measures. The huge rocks were firmly resisted by them, but the weight also prevented them from moving.

These powered armors created a safe area within the ruins, and no one was suppressed or injured.

"Gentlemen and ladies, we need to stay in this position until help arrives. Please don't run around."

These red power armors are emblazoned with the Osborn Group's logo.

"The battle is over, clean up the battle area." Frank received the order from Harry.

Similarly, Norman also received news from Harry, and the National Guard began to advance towards the wreckage area.

"Damn..." As the soldiers advanced, the tragic situation before them made them curse.

The situation at the scene is not optimistic, but fortunately there is power armor for rescue. There is no need to wait for lifting equipment. The power armor can easily move these reinforced concrete blocks.

"Is anyone there? Please help us..."

A poor man was crushed under the rubble, and the pain almost made him lose consciousness.

Hey, hey, hey.

The heavy footsteps of power armor sent the man's adrenaline racing, but he couldn't turn his head to see what was approaching them.

"Don't move, let me help you move this stone."

It's Curtis.

"I need to scan what's holding you down to see how I can avoid hurting you. Just don't move, okay? You'll be fine soon."

The medical power armor is equipped with sonar and infrared scanning functions, and can even perform X-ray scanning. Soon Curtis saw the situation under the ruins.

There was a little boy underneath the man. The good news was that the rocks holding them down were easy to move, and Curtis quickly planned a rescue plan.

"Okay...I'm going to remove your things now..."

"Don't move. Your leg is bleeding. It looks like it's broken. I need to administer medical first aid."

Curtis began to find the right medicine on the power armor's operating interface - a power armor can really carry a lot of things, especially when it is not responsible for combat.

"Ah...how is my son? Is he injured?" the man asked, enduring the pain.

"He's fine. Just here, kid, have a word with your dad."

The power armor arm sprayed out various medicines - disinfectants, pain relievers, and ones that promote scarring of wounds. Finally, the arm pulled out a roll of bandages and a stone slab to complete the fixation.

"I'm fine, Dad, is this Iron Man? It seems a little different from the one on TV."

The man looked at his son, then at the Osborn logo on the power armor, but said nothing.

"I'm not Iron Man, I'm just a retired military doctor who is now responsible for security work in Osborne." Curtis smiled, he was in a good mood.

Although he could guess that Harry let them participate in rescuing people largely for advertising, they were indeed rescuing people.

"Okay, I'm going to send you to the safe area now. Son, do you usually sit on your father's left shoulder or right shoulder?"

"Left shoulder!"

.....

A blue power armor with the logo of the Osborne Group came back from the war zone, holding a seriously injured man in his arms and a little boy sitting on his left shoulder. This photo will appear on the headlines of major media.

"This is really different from what we did in the past."

Curtis put the man and his son in the casualty treatment area, and then sighed on the communication channel.

"Yeah, fighting on American soil, and fighting a group of steel soldiers, the world is crazy."

"That's not what I'm talking about, Frank."

"Anyway, what I said is good, isn't it?"

All the steel soldiers have been defeated, and all that's left is to rescue people and clean up the battlefield.

The medical power armor on Curtis was showing its capabilities, and he felt that tonight was the most fulfilling night he had spent in the past few decades.

Frank suddenly said: "Kurt, maybe we can call back all the good brothers from the past."

"I'm not sure, they...you know, a lot of them no longer want to go back to the battlefield and are not fit to go back to the battlefield," Curtis said.

"But what can we do after leaving the battlefield? At least here in Osborn, fighting still has some meaning. Boss, Harry Osborn, he has never lied to me, unlike that damn Orange Agent."

Agent Orange is Frank's former boss, William Rollins from the CIA.

After a moment of silence, Curtis replied: "Maybe, but why not observe for a while, Osborne is a big company after all, do you know what I mean."

Frank didn't speak anymore. What Curtis said was correct. He was obedient to Harry, but after all, not everyone had his experience - his family members had come back from the dead.

Besides, he felt that this job would not allow his son to only be proud of the people he killed.

A group of soldiers walked out of the exhibition hall, seemingly escorting someone.

"Governor, you must listen to my explanation. I am also a victim. The cause of everything is that terrorist Ivan..."

"Leave what you want to say to the judicial authorities."

After speaking, Norman waved to the media waiting outside.

Norman Osborne, the governor of New York, personally led a team to catch the culprit Justin Hammer, which will be the headlines tomorrow.

"Harry, Justin Hammer has caught him. There is a red-haired woman named Natasha or Natalie who wants to take him away. I refused."

"Very well, Father."

The incident basically ended successfully.

Harry also used Lenin to scan the structure of the Crimson Mecha, and also confiscated the computer used by Ivan. Although it was damaged a lot, it was still valuable.

When a group of agents dressed in black arrived, only ruins were left.

"Director, the scene has been cleared. Ivan Vanke is dead. It looks like there was a short circuit in the weapon or armor..."

"Agent, are you kidding me? In a shabby workshop, he was able to create equipment that would make Iron Man bruised all over his body. He also created those Iron Army. Are you telling me that the equipment he used was short-circuited?"

The communication channel fell into silence. This was of course impossible, but that was all that could be seen from the scene.

"Okay, let's close the team. I probably know who did this."

Nick Fury reluctantly hung up the phone.

Others didn't know it, but he knew that the armor used by Obadiah also had a short-circuit-like situation.

All the circuits and memories were burned, and it was impossible to even try to recover the data. If everyone in the world had mastered this method of destroying evidence, it would be very difficult to do the job of an agent.

The only one who can do this is the green guy.

But the green guy was obviously at the expo today, unless he was the only one using this equipment.

That means he may not want to be a superhero like "Green Man" or "Skateman".