At half past eight, Miami finally left the care of the sun.
The last bit of red light on the horizon struggled for less than a minute before it completely disappeared.
The entire city entered the brightly lit nightlife time.
Countless people were still partying on the beach, outside, on the rooftops, and on the yachts.
Luke, who was flying quietly in the air, sighed when he saw this place. What a huge leek field.
It seemed that his level-one clone would have to play here for a while after this was over.
Retracting his thoughts, Luke looked down and scanned the targets at the port.
There weren't even any ordinary people, let alone Desperate Soldiers with higher body temperatures.
Luke only left behind two drones as a precaution, before he flew toward the second target.
Before he arrived, Tony sent a message. "I don't have it here."
Luke said, "Then we can only leave the southernmost target."
Tony said, "I'll be right there."
Five minutes later, Luke and Selina looked at a tanker in the port southeast of Florida and exhaled at the same time.
Tony murmured, "Got you."
On the tanker, they could see four or five Desperate Soldiers whose body temperatures were clearly higher than ordinary people's.
At this moment, a beam of light came from the northern sky and landed on the deck with a thud. It was a shiny blue armor with red and white colors. It was a certain talkative machine's big treasure — the Iron Patriot.
A moment later, Killian appeared and opened it remotely, and a Desperate Soldier grabbed the person inside.
Seeing the person's face, Luke couldn't help but smack his lips and look at Tony. "This armor … Emm isn't pure either, right?"
Tony's face immediately darkened.
Because the person who came out was … the new boss of the White House, Ellis.
Iron Patriot didn't have a procedure to operate it, so it had to be Killian's men who had captured the person in it. Thus, Mr. Ellis was at least the third person to "favor" it.
At that moment, Tony sent a message. "What's up?"
Rhode said, "Tony, something big happened. Killian's men in Patriots pretended to be me and captured Mr. Ellis."
Tony: "… Got it."
Rhode: "Ah, by the way, can you hack into the war machine's backend and get it back?"
Tony thought for a moment. "Hacking has been outdated for ten years. I need a satellite channel to communicate with the outside world. Maybe it's possible to enter the backend of the system. By the way, the account should be War Machine 68, right? What's the password? "
After a moment of silence, Rode said, "The War Machine is awesome.
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rox
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X), all caps. "
Tony: "Ha, that sounds much better than 'patriot.'"
Luo De: (@ @ @ @)
Luke waited until Tony finished the call before he asked, "What's wrong?"
Tony: "Rhodes told me that Killian's men in Iron Patriots captured Arliss."
Luke turned around and looked at the White House bigshot, who was being pulled by Killian on the tanker. "… And then?"
Tony hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he decided not to tell Rhode about his request.
It was one thing for him to mock Rhode, but it wasn't appropriate to joke about Rhode's request. "Let me see if I can control the war machine."
Luke hummed in response.
If he could control it, it would be a backup plan.
Even if he couldn't help, he could make it fly further away in a fight later. It would be quite troublesome if it was destroyed.
It wasn't a big deal to waste money. The point was that Colonel Rhode already knew that his "first wife" had been taken for nothing.
If this "first wife" died without a complete "corpse" in the end, the colonel would probably suffer from PTSD on the spot.
Thus, the two of them watched silently from a distance in the sky, with no intention of saving Mr. Arliss.
Only a large number of mini drones snuck into the dock and the tanker from the ground and in the air to take control.
On the tanker, Killian looked at Mr. Arliss with a smile. "Do you know where this is?"
After a brief hesitation, Arliss asked tentatively, "Miami?"
Killian patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "You're humorous, Arliss. But I'm talking about this ship — the Nok. Do you remember? "
Memories flashed in Arliss's eyes, and a subtle expression appeared on his face.
"Yes. Two years ago, it was the ship that leaked a million gallons of crude oil into the bay in northwestern Florida." Killian explained unhurriedly like a patient teacher, "And until now, no one has paid the price for it. It's all because of you. "
He stood still and said, "You helped those people escape punishment, which is why you're sitting in the White House."
Arliss's lips moved a few times, but he had nothing to say.
This was a terrorist, not an ignorant citizen in front of a TV.
He didn't want him to think; he just wanted him to think.
Looking at the man's face, Killian smiled even more happily. "Haha, don't worry. I'm just looking for an excuse to make your death seem more realistic. "
In fact, Killian also knew which faction of Roxon Corporation Arliss was wiping the ass for, because Killian was from the other faction.
Thus, this was an internal conflict in Roxon Corporation under the guise of a terrorist.
Killian was just an executor, and he was just taking care of his personal grudge by killing Iron Man.
Although he didn't succeed in killing Iron Man, Arliss still had to die as planned.
After all, if the man didn't die, Arliss, who was in cahoots with Killian, was just a decoration and had no power.
Once Arliss died, Arliss would be able to temporarily exercise the rights of the man until a new president was elected.
Arliss had only been in office for half a year. If Arliss was capable, Arliss would have a chance to sit until the next election in four years.
Even if he wasn't as capable, sitting for a year or two would bring great benefits to Killian and the people behind him.
This temporary job didn't have to expire, and he didn't have to be too shameless when doing things.
It was the standard procedure to leave after eating and wiping the food clean.
If Arliss died, Arliss would die, and Arliss would go on stage and scare the world with an unreliable image. That would allow Killian to make a fortune in the financial market.
If there was a financial crisis, he would definitely become rich overnight.
Kirian was elated. He waved his hand and said, "Come, let's raise our Soul of America."
While Arliss was still at a loss, two Desperate Soldiers grabbed him.
A moment later, the man from White House was tied to the deck of the Nok in his classic Arliss style.
A few Desperate Soldiers drove a forklift and piled up a lot of oil drums at his feet — this was the fuel to send the man to heaven.
Tony stopped. "The communication system of the war machine has been completely destroyed, and the control system has been reloaded. Hm, we're not really going to wait until Arliss is cooked, are we? "
If that was the case, it would be best for them to pretend that they had never been here.
Otherwise, they would definitely be the scapegoat for conspiring to kill the man from White House.
Luke said, "Okay, the drone reconnaissance is complete, and our teammates are here. Let's get to work."
As soon as he said that, Tony received an invitation to join the team.
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