After killing the bearded man, Daniel quickly went to Ethan, who had fallen to the ground.
After the intense fight just now, Ethan's injuries were clearly more severe; his breathing became increasingly faint, his eyes gradually unfocused, and a large, red character for 'death' seemed to be imprinted on his face.
Ethan struggled to speak, his voice barely a whisper: "I'm already done for. Please tell Tony not to waste—"
"You can save the emotional lines for yourself."
Daniel rudely interrupted Ethan's last words, and at the same time, a green can appeared in his hand.
Then, he twisted open the lid and poured all the liquid inside onto Ethan's hands.
Ethan: "?"
I'm about to die; why are you washing my hands now?
Just as Ethan felt bewildered, a strange itching sensation suddenly came from his chest.
He instinctively looked down and saw that the fatal gunshots on his chest were rapidly healing at a visible speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Item: Biochemical Hand Sanitizer
Effect: Can instantly heal most injuries, even severed limbs can be easily reattached.
Review: Washing makes you healthier.
"H-how is this possible?"
Ethan sat up, touching his perfectly intact chest in disbelief.
If not for the bloodstains and bullet holes on his clothes, he would almost have thought he had just experienced a nightmare.
"Nothing is impossible."
Daniel casually tossed 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.
Just then, the system's notification sound rang out.
Side Quest "Save Ethan" Settlement Complete!
Rewards: 1000 Experience Points, Tony Stark Affection +20, Item 'Pure Iron Pokeball'.
Item: Pure Iron Pokeball (A Pokeball weighing 100KG, only a living Pokemon is worthy of being captured).
"As expected of a quest from a main storyline character, the rewards are indeed generous."
Daniel nodded in satisfaction.
Sure enough, following the main storyline was the way to go; it was much more efficient than grinding daily quests.
Clang, clang.
Accompanied by heavy and somewhat clumsy metallic footsteps, an iron armor welded from crude iron sheets emerged from the passage.
The faceplate of the iron armor flipped open, revealing Tony's face, a mix of anxiety and sweat.
"I finally found you guys."
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 ground, aren't they?"
Daniel gestured around with his chin.
Tony heard this and shifted his gaze to the surroundings; the scene made him gasp.
Bodies lay scattered across the ground, each Terrorist with a bullet hole in their forehead, white and red flowing everywhere, looking particularly gruesome in the dim light!
Tony looked at Daniel in shock: "You did all this?"
"Keep it low-key, low-key."
Daniel modestly waved his hand.
Tony gasped. Daniel alone had taken down so many Terrorists; his skills were 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 light 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, piloting the iron 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 iron armor appeared, the bald strongman leading them flashed a fierce glint in his eyes and unhesitatingly ordered:
"Fire!!"
As the command was given, the Terrorists simultaneously pulled their triggers.
Da da da—!
Gunshots shrieked, bullets poured down like a sudden rain on the iron armor, making dense, ear-splitting impact sounds.
Facing such fierce firepower, even Tony, wearing the iron armor, was shaken and cursed wildly in his heart!
Using weapons he designed himself to attack him was too much of a bullying!
But strangely, although there were two obvious holes in the eye sockets of Tony's iron faceplate, no bullets ever shot there, as if the bullets had eyes and automatically avoided it, 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, unable to dodge, were immediately engulfed by the flames, emitting piercing screams.
Seeing his side being pushed back by Tony's flamethrower, the bald strongman's face turned ashen, and he roared, "Heavy machine guns! Suppressing fire!"
From high up in the valley, several already-mounted heavy machine guns quickly moved their muzzles, aiming at Tony and unleashing a torrent of ammunition!
Da da da da da—!!
Powerful bullets sparked against the armor, and the strong impact force pinned Tony firmly in place.
Even worse, a stray bullet happened to sever the track connection on the iron armor's right leg, and Tony uncontrollably knelt down, unable to move.
"Damn it!"
Tony inwardly cursed, cold sweat instantly drenching his back.
Although this hastily built iron armor had strong defenses, it lacked a certain flexibility, and its offensive methods were already limited. Once it lost mobility, he would be no different from a turtle retracting its head.
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 damned tin can to pieces for me!"
So what if it can withstand 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 iron armor absolutely could not withstand the bombardment of an anti-tank Rocket, and with this shot, he feared he would turn into Tony-sauce.
Bang!
Just at this critical moment, a crisp gunshot pierced the clamor!
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 Daniel 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 puzzled for a moment, but with the crisis imminent, he couldn't delve into it and immediately shouted at Daniel: "Get back! Their firepower is too strong!"
"Oh?"
Daniel heard this and, instead of retreating, calmly put away his pistol.
Then, under Tony's bewildered gaze, a supremely cool-looking six-barreled Gatling gun, gleaming with cold metal, appeared in his hands!
"How does that compare to this one of mine?"
"What the f—!?"
Tony's eyes nearly popped out in shock.
Where did he pull out such a big and thick thing from!?