"Whether the future of air combat is manned or unmanned, I would say that, in my experience, no unmanned aerial vehicle can surpass the pilot's instinctive reaction. It's the insight cultivated by a pilot through long training, the ability to see through the mist and deeply observe the situation to foresee some consequences, or in other words, a pilot's judgment."
At the air force base, Colonel Rhodes is leading a group of air force recruits on a tour of the hangar and sharing his experience as an ace pilot with them.
"Colonel, then...why can't we create a co-pilot who doesn't fly the plane?"
"Look at this man who 'fell from the sky', Mr. Tony Stark." Rhodes introduced Tony, who interrupted him, to the recruits.
"Speaking of whether to carry passengers or not, you have to listen to the experience when he made a wrong judgment. It was in the early spring, remember it clearly, the early spring of 1987. The lady in your bed..." Tony did not end his sabotage behavior and continued to expose his friend's past.
"Tony, don't do this—" Rhodes interrupted awkwardly.
"What was her name? Was it Ivan?"
"They will believe it, don't talk nonsense." Rhodes reminded again. He didn't want to lose face in front of the recruits.
"Well, nice to meet you." Tony stopped joking at the right moment.
"Guys, please go shopping by yourselves for a while. We need to talk alone."
Watching the new recruits walk away, Rhodes patted Tony on the shoulder and said, "I'm surprised, man!"
"Why?"
"I swear, I didn't expect to see you so fast so soon."
"I can do more than just walk."
"Really?" Rhodes was a little skeptical.
"Yes. Rod, I'm doing something big, and I came to tell you because I hope you can join in."
Rhode nodded perfunctorily, but didn't give a definitive answer. "You could have really made these people happy, because that little incident you had at the press conference was quite interesting."
"This isn't for the military, I'm not... this is different."
Rhodes looked at the unfamiliar Tony with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong? Are you a humanitarian now?"
"I hope you can listen carefully to my plan first..."
Before Tony could finish, Rhodes interrupted him: "No need. What you need now is to get your mind back to normal. I mean it!"
"Okay." Tony smiled perfunctorily.
"Nice to meet you, Tony." Rhodes turned around and continued his unfinished work.
"Thank you." Tony was a little disappointed with his friend Rod's lack of understanding, but this didn't make him give up the plan in his mind. "Looks like I still have to ask Mark for help."
…
"Mark, come out for a moment, I have something to talk to you about!" Tony was very efficient and called Mark's name as soon as he got home.
Ever since he escaped from the hands of terrorists with the simple Mark I, he had this plan in mind. Now, Tony is most concerned about the progress with Pepper and this upcoming plan. Even the future development of the company has been thrown aside.
Hearing his father's call, Mark walked out of the room in his plush pajamas, sleepy-eyed, "What's up, Dad? I didn't go to bed until 4 o'clock last night."
"Four o'clock? What did you do last night? And it's already twelve o'clock in the afternoon. According to the eight hours of sleep a teenager should get, you should get up."
"Well, this house is yours after all. I stayed up all night last night to help you remove the shrapnel from your chest. Oh, it's true that kindness doesn't get rewarded!"
"Huh!?" Tony immediately became interested after hearing Mark's words. He was not interested in whether the shrapnel in his chest could be cleared, because he was well aware of the high risks involved, and at the moment when everything was under control, he was not willing to take the risk; what he was really interested in was the new gadget Mark had made.
You have to know that Mark has not put much effort into medicine. Even when he was developing the personal health consultant Baymax, all the medical data was organized with the help of Jarvis. Now that Mark said that he has a way to remove the shrapnel in his chest, he must have found a direction in other technologies.
"What new thing have you come up with? Show it to me!"
"Don't you have something to ask me?"
"No hurry, no hurry. There's no rush for this. Let's see what you've made first." Compared to the unknown plan that has not yet produced any results, Mark's new invention is more attractive to Tony. After all, in Tony's heart, he has already recognized that Mark is a genius who surpasses himself, although he can't say it out loud.
"Okay, but it's unlikely to take it out. Come with me into the room and I'll show you." Mark turned and walked into the room again.
Tony followed closely behind, but as soon as he entered the door, his attention was attracted by the huge metal ball in front of him. "Tungsten carbide?" Tony recognized the alloy material used in the sphere at a glance.
"That's right, the sword is still as good as ever. Here are 400 pounds of tungsten carbide. Come over here, I'll show you something interesting." Mark waved to Tony and led him to the test bench in the room.
A complete set of chemical preparation instruments was placed on the laboratory table, which were connected in an orderly manner. Chemical reagents of various colors were also contained in them. It was obvious that Mark's new discovery this time was related to chemistry.
Mark picked up a test tube and poured the chemicals into the preparation instrument, "Add some perchloric acid and a drop of cobalt pigment." Mark moved along the table, constantly adjusting various instruments and adding reagents, "A little bit of hydrogen peroxide, and then heat it to 500 Kelvin." After that, Mark turned on the heating device.
Mark poured the prepared liquid into a spray bottle and handed it to Tony: "Try it. Spray it onto the tungsten carbide sphere."
Tony opened the bottle and added the reagent to the giant sphere as Mark instructed. The reagent sprayed out, forming a pink spray, and the entire metal sphere soon turned pink under its cover.
"It's done. Isn't it great?" Mark asked excitedly when he saw the experiment was successful.
"Very pink?" Tony was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Ming Kang Hui to make something so unskilled.
"The most exciting part is here." But obviously, Mark had kept it a secret and did not reveal the real results.
Mark stretched out his right index finger and gently poked the tungsten carbide sphere that had turned pink.
Phew~
The entire sphere quickly disintegrated and turned into a true pink dust that filled Mark's room.
"Wow!" Tony, whose whole body was dyed pink, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise after seeing the real effect of the reagent.
"Great, right? Chemical metal embrittlement. Just inject a few milliliters of the right reagent into your chest, and all the shrapnel will be reduced to powder, which will be excreted through the body's metabolism. It's a pity that I haven't found a non-toxic or low-toxic formula for human use. Otherwise, you could be my first clinical trial subject."
"What an amazing invention! It seems I must keep the metal formula I'm going to use a secret from you, because the [Steel Son Project] I'm going to discuss with you will require quite a bit of metal."
"[Son of Steel Project]?" The moment Mark heard Tony's plan, his face was already filled with black lines. "Can I not participate?"
"It really has to be you, Mark."
"…"
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