Greenskins of the Marvel Universe

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"Ethan, what do you think Tomok made? How can a toy made of scrap metal fly?"

In the lower garage of the seaside villa, Tony looked at the holographic three-dimensional image of Tomok's latest design and was puzzled.

"It's just like buying a pieced-together four-wheel drive model from a street stall for five yuan, and then running out of the Audi Double Diamond store for a few hundred yuan with a genuine four-wheel drive. It feels about the same speed." If there are scientists who are more puzzled than Tony, maybe There's Ethan.

"You ask me how I could possibly know that you are Tony Stark, one of the smartest men in the world."

"Even if you say so, I can't understand the design at all. Let's not talk about the mass of the thing itself, how much power is needed to fly, how on earth can this thing not fall apart?"

Tony is a person who is relatively sophisticated in science, as can be seen from his Mark II, which has a streamlined appearance, perfect armor plate inlay angles, and high-precision weapons. It can be said that it is an armor with impeccable appearance and performance.

But Tomok's design once again destroyed his outlook.

"This part, this part, and this part." Tony slid his fingers and pulled out several parts on the three-dimensional design.

"The support points in these places are completely insufficient. Why didn't the thing fall apart or explode? This is unscientific."

"God knows"

Ethan rolled his eyes when he saw Tony clutching his head, yelling, and walking around irritably. Last time Tony saw Big Trash No. 2, he was relatively calm, but this time he saw the design drawing. , he collapsed.

Tony originally wanted to find some inspiration from Tomok's creation, but he and Jarvis observed the design drawings for a day and night, and finally came to the conclusion:

This fucking thing is not for human use at all. It will explode if people use it.

In fact, this thing really explodes when used by humans. Even when used by orcs, it emits billowing black smoke, and the engine stalls from time to time.

"No," Tony yelled suddenly, and then began to call up the design drawings of the Mark 2 and began to modify them.

"Ethan, you have nothing to do in Afghanistan. You might as well go back to New York and help me improve the Mark 2."

"Is it necessary to be so serious?"

"Of course it's necessary. I can't tolerate a treasure house right in front of me, but I can't use it. And two people are better than one."

"OK then."

Tomok didn't know these things. He was taking his greenskins to conquer other tribes.

This expedition can be said to be a very public one. The previous battle with the Xieri clan can be said to have made a lot of money. The Xieri clan originally wanted to take advantage of the situation, but instead lost their own property.

Hundreds of motorcycles, twenty trucks, twelve helicopters, ten tanks.

In addition to making the new series of big garbage and small garbage that were originally planned, Tomok also made a lot of things for his subordinates.

One hundred war-scarred boys equipped with hydraulic power claws. The power claws with a disintegrating stance can tear through armor when they encounter tank troops.

Thirty heavy motorcycles, with much stronger firepower than the evil sun clan's motorcycles, thirty murder cans, all filled with veterans, and four "Emperor's Baneblade Pseudo" tanks, which were among the tanks that had been blown up before. Emergency repair.

A truck big enough to carry a thousand greenskins and thousands of grunts, but it was as crowded as an Indian train.

Even the final problem, where the enemy is, has been solved.

"Let me see the Deathhead Clan's stronghold."

Tomok sat there looking at a map at the tank hatch of Big Junk 3.

He was very lucky. There happened to be a map of this place on the truck of the Deadhead clan. Although the painting looked like modern abstract art, Tomok still used "I Xunsi" to understand the map. .

Most of Afghanistan is the territory of another Blood Ax clan. Three of the five strongholds that Ethan scanned before belong to the Blood Ax clan, and the other two belong to the Gough clan and the Deathhead clan.

The Xie Ri clan has no stronghold. They don't want to find a stronghold at all. It can be said that the convoy is their stronghold.

"It's so hard to find this shitty place. It's so crowded in a lump."

"Boss, your big piece of garbage No. 4 has started to fall vertically again."

Quexinyan next to him shouted, and Tomok looked up. Really, the thing that fell to the ground with black smoke was the new heavy bomber Big Junk No. 4, wasn't it?

"Calm down, you are unscrupulous. All the pilots on that plane are new pilots. They need time to get familiar with it." Tomok's tone was very calm. "The plane did this several times along the way, and every time it didn't return to the sky in the end." .”

Sure enough, the bomber climbed again when it was about fifteen meters above the ground. Except for a few farts falling from the sky, there were really no unexpected incidents.

"But next time I think about it, I'd better let this pilot try bungee jumping." Tomok threw the trembling Goot behind his head with a serious look on his face. "Otherwise my big trash No. 4 will take jujube pills."

"Boss, it's the Deathhead clan"

"I saw it, wait, what is that?"

In the distant town, a large number of members of the Deadhead clan emerged, about twice as many as Tomok's current party. At the same time, Tomok saw something he didn't want to see with his telescope.

A green skin with electric sparks on his head stood on a mountain of garbage in the center of the town, holding an iron staff high and his eyes glowing green.

"Everyone is here, listen to my orders and avoid actions."

"Boss, what are you trying to avoid?"

"If you are told to evade it, evade it as quickly as possible. How can there be so much nonsense?"

The greenskins looked at me and I looked at you. They had no idea what to avoid, but after only five seconds, they knew.

An energy ray as terrifying as Brother Mao's gaze exploded directly at the center of the team. Tomok was so miserable that he lost his car before the battle even started.

"My little trash No. 2"

Tomok just glanced at it and knew it was over. It was fused from the middle and repairing it would take at least a day. Little Junk No. 2 died before it even took off, and it couldn't die any more.

Looking angrily towards the other side of the town, the greenskin with sparks on his head was still jumping and cheering.

"Everyone, follow my orders, waaaaaaagh"

Holding up the circular saw blade that he had not used for a long time, Tomok will lead the charge today. Under his leadership, the morale of the Blood Ax clan is high.

But the other party was obviously going to confront Tomok. A cry that was even louder than Tomok's rough voice came to the battlefield, making the Deathhead clan's morale extremely high.

"waaaaaaaaaaaaaagh"

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