After killing the bearded man, Du Mu quickly went to the fallen Ethan's side.
After the fierce fight just now, Ethan's injuries were clearly more severe, his breathing became weaker, his eyes gradually unfocused, and a large red character for 'death' seemed to be imprinted on his face.
Ethan struggled to speak, his voice faint: "I'm already done for. Please tell Tony not to waste..."
"You can save those emotional lines to say yourself."
Du Mu rudely interrupted Ethan's last words, while a green can appeared in his hand.
Then, he twisted open the lid and poured the liquid inside onto Ethan's... hands.
Ethan: "?"
I'm about to die, why are you washing my hands now?
Just as Ethan was feeling confused, a strange itching sensation suddenly came from his chest.
He subconsciously looked down, only to see the fatal gun wounds on his chest rapidly healing at a visible rate, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
[Item: Bio-brand Hand Sanitizer]
[Effect: Can instantly heal most injuries, even severed limbs can be easily reattached]
[Rating: Washing makes you healthier]
"This... how is this possible?"
Ethan sat up, touching his perfectly intact chest in disbelief.
If not for the bloodstains and bullet holes remaining on his clothes, he would almost have thought he had just experienced a nightmare.
"Nothing is impossible."
Du Mu casually discarded the empty bottle, without a hint of regret.
He had a large stockpile of such healing items in his game inventory, more than he could ever use.
At this moment, the system's notification sound rang out.
[Side Quest 'Save Ethan' settlement complete!]
[Rewards: 1000 experience points, Tony Stark's favorability +20, item 'Pure Iron Poke Ball']
[Item: Pure Iron Poke Ball (A Poke Ball weighing 100KG, only a living Pokémon is worthy of being captured)]
"As expected of a quest issued by a main storyline character, the rewards are indeed generous."
Du Mu nodded with satisfaction.
Sure enough, following the main storyline is the way to go; it's much more efficient than grinding daily quests.
Clang... clang...
Accompanied by heavy and somewhat clumsy metallic footsteps, a steel armor welded from crude iron sheets emerged from the passage.
The faceplate of the steel armor sprang open, revealing Tony's face, a mix of anxiety and sweat.
"I finally found you two."
Seeing Ethan safe and sound, Tony immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then asked: "By the way, where are those Terrorists?"
"They're all over the place, aren't they?"
Du Mu gestured around with his chin.
Upon hearing this, Tony's gaze shifted to his surroundings, and the scene made him gasp.
Bodies lay scattered everywhere on the ground, each Terrorist with a bullet hole in their forehead, white and red flowing across the floor, looking particularly gruesome in the dim light!
Tony looked at Du Mu in shock: "You did all this?"
"Keep it low-key, low-key."
Du Mu waved his hand modestly.
Tony gasped, Du Mu alone had actually taken out so many Terrorists, his skill was simply incredible!
But he had never been inferior to anyone in his life, so he didn't show surprise on his face. Instead, he said in a flippant tone: "Listen, James Bond, your mission is complete. I'll take it from here."
With that, Tony lowered his faceplate and strode out of the cave in his steel armor.
Outside the cave, dozens of Terrorists were already waiting in formation, each holding new firearms produced by Stark Industries, their muzzles aimed at the cave entrance.
The moment the steel armor appeared, the bald strongman in charge's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he gave the order without hesitation:
"Fire!!"
As soon as the order was given, the Terrorists pulled their triggers simultaneously.
Da da da —!
Gunfire shrieked, bullets poured down like a sudden rain on the steel armor, making dense, harsh impact sounds.
Facing such fierce firepower, even with Tony in his steel armor, he was shaken all over, cursing wildly in his heart!
Using weapons he designed himself to attack him, that was too much of an insult!
But strangely, although there were two obvious holes in the eye sockets of Tony's steel faceplate, no bullets ever shot towards them, as if the bullets had eyes and automatically avoided them, which was quite miraculous.
"My turn!"
Tony roared, raising his arms, and two gouts of scorching Fire instantly gushed out, sweeping towards the concentrated Terrorists!
The first few people were unable to dodge and were immediately engulfed by the flames, letting out agonizing screams.
Seeing his side being suppressed by Tony's flamethrower and retreating repeatedly, the bald strongman's face turned ashen, and he roared: "Heavy machine guns! Suppressive Fire!"
From the high ground of the valley, several heavy machine guns that had already been set up quickly moved their muzzles, pouring out ammunition wildly at Tony!
Da da da da da —!!
Bullets of immense power sent countless sparks flying off the armor, and the powerful impact pinned Tony firmly in place.
Even worse, a stray bullet happened to sever the track connection on the steel armor's right leg, causing Tony to uncontrollably drop to one knee, unable to move.
"Damn it!"
Tony secretly thought things were bad, and cold sweat instantly drenched his back.
Although this hastily built steel armor had strong defense, it lacked a certain flexibility, and its attack methods were already limited. Once it lost mobility, he would be no different from a turtle with its head retracted.
The bald strongman keenly noticed Tony's predicament, a sinister smile appearing on his face, and he roared sharply: "Prepare the anti-tank Rocket launchers! Blast this damn tin can for me!"
So what if it can resist bullets?
He didn't believe that an anti-tank Rocket launcher from Stark Industries couldn't blow open this iron turtle!
Seeing a Terrorist hoist an anti-tank Rocket launcher and steadily aim its muzzle at him, Tony couldn't help but swallow.
He knew the power of his own weapons better than anyone; this steel armor would absolutely not be able to withstand the bombardment of an anti-tank Rocket, and with this shot, he was probably going to turn into Tony-sauce.
Bang!
Just at this critical moment, a crisp gunshot cut through the noise!
The head of the Terrorist carrying the Rocket launcher exploded in response, and the anti-tank Rocket launcher in his hand fell to the ground.
Tony looked back and saw Du Mu standing not far away, holding a pistol.
"Listen, Elon Musk, your part is over. I'll take it from here."
Who is Elon Musk?
Tony was confused for a moment, but the crisis was imminent, so he didn't bother to delve deeper and immediately shouted at Du Mu: "Get back! Their firepower is too strong!"
"Oh?"
Du Mu heard this, but instead of retreating, he calmly put away his pistol.
Immediately after, under Tony's ghost-like gaze, a six-barreled Gatling machine gun, extremely cool in design and gleaming with cold metallic luster, appeared in his hands!
"How does that compare to mine?"
"What the f-!?
Tony's eyes nearly popped out in shock.
Where did he pull out such a big and thick thing from!?