Chapter 411 Stark Industries' Demon King Escort - The Iron Monger
Chapter 411 Stark Industries' Demon King Escort - The Iron Monger
As the call ended, in the northeast corner of Times Square, a man wearing an ordinary jacket and a baseball cap pulled out parts from his cello case and quickly assembled them into a single-soldier rocket launcher.
Immediately afterwards, he simply loaded his ammunition, without even aiming, and pulled the trigger in the direction where the crowd was densest.
"boom--!"
The blinding flashes and deafening roar of the explosion shattered the atmosphere that was gradually returning to calm.
Even if this shell did not cause any substantial casualties.
However, since the Twin Towers became a rare photographic backdrop, they have been the site of numerous terrorist attacks. Associating explosions and gunshots with terrorism has become an instinct ingrained in the blood of most Americans.
Therefore, in the instant after the explosion, the screams of terror completely drowned out all other noises at the scene.
The crowd, already uneasy because of the Iron Monument's "fierce and menacing" appearance, was now completely engulfed in hysterical panic.
Furthermore, there were many Hydra agents disguised as civilians who spread fear among the crowd by shouting, "The robots have begun to slaughter humans!" While pretending to flee, they deliberately shoved those around them, further creating chaos.
Of course, in order to create a spectacle that would completely ruin the reputation of the Iron Monger, the shells fired earlier were merely an appetizer.
Just a breath or two after the first shell exploded, more shells whistled out from the crowd!
These attacks were completely haphazard and showed no regard for the large crowds present, which could result in mass casualties!
Fortunately, the Iron Monger moved the moment the first rocket exploded—just as burning fragments, broken stones, and twisted metal were about to rain down on the panicked crowd below.
Its movements were so precise, as if it had been rehearsed millions of times.
With his right arm raised, the palm cannon, under Iron Monarch's deliberate control, instantly charged to 35% power.
That is why the Iron Monger did not fire a destructive beam of light, but rather an invisible shockwave.
The shockwave precisely struck a half-ton concrete slab that had peeled off the building's exterior wall.
The board, under the influence of gravity, was spinning continuously as it crashed down onto the outdoor cafe where at least twenty people were gathered.
The shockwave did not shatter the concrete slab, but instead altered its trajectory. It caused the massive slab to shift seven meters to the side, crashing heavily into an empty fountain pool and sending water splashing several meters high.
At the same time, Iron Monger's left arm fired in rapid succession with a speed and precision impossible for a human to achieve. In just the time it takes to breathe, it fired five palm-sized cannon shots! Each shot precisely hit a potentially dangerous shard of debris.
The debris from the explosion was blasted into smaller, relatively harmless particles by the palm cannon in mid-air, and slowly drifted down like sand.
Meanwhile, before the smoke from the first explosion had even cleared, the Iron Monger's shoulder armor cracked open, revealing two six-barreled Gatling-style miniature machine guns. The barrels spun, emitting a buzzing sound like a swarm of bees.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!!
It wasn't strafing. It was deadly precision in single shots.
The first wave of attacks targeted the window on the second floor of the fast food restaurant across the street.
Behind that window, an agent who had just fired a rocket and was reloading it thought he could rest easy as long as he hid behind the wall. But to his surprise, the Iron Monger, that cheat code, didn't even bother with a pretense; he simply pierced through the wall and head, smashing the Hydra agent's head open like a shattered watermelon, sending it exploding into a cloud of blood mist!
The target of the second attack was an ordinary-looking van.
Another Hydra agent had just peeked out, ready to respond to the plan and launch an attack on the Iron Monger, when a bullet pierced his right eye with pinpoint accuracy, exploding the back of his head.
The third round of attacks firmly targeted the instigator, who was wearing a baseball cap.
After firing the first shot in creating panic, the Hydra agent, who always valued his life, dropped the rocket launcher and tried to blend into the crowd.
But the Iron Monger, controlled by Gauss, had already followed the trail of the attack and found him.
He had barely taken a step, not even two, when a bullet slipped through the gap between two fleeing pedestrians and struck him in the back of the neck. He collapsed to the ground with a thud, clutching his neck and making a series of chilling "huffing" sounds.
All of this happened within 1.7 seconds of the explosion.
Several Hydra agents were killed on the spot, all with fatal head or neck wounds.
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