Chapter: 8

Outside the room, the thin and weak Dr. Yinsen had already picked up the firearms left by the terrorists on the ground and engaged in a firefight with the enemy. Meanwhile, the loading progress of the control system had just reached fifty percent.

Without the coordinated control system, Tony was trapped in the heavy steel armor and couldn't move. Anxiously, he stared at the progress bar on the screen, praying that Yinsen would come out unscathed from the onslaught of the Ten Commandments gang.

Yinsen, rushing out of the room with a rifle in hand, wasn't as miserable as Tony had imagined. Surprisingly, he felt far from powerless. Yinsen had made up his mind to sacrifice himself to ensure Tony's escape, but he was amazed by his current state.

In the face of the enemy, his body seemed disconnected from himself, effortlessly maneuvering and evading the bullets fired by the enemy. Even if a few stray bullets hit him, they couldn't penetrate the protective layer of his suit.

The rifle in his hand seemed to have an aimbot. After automatic targeting, a surge of electricity stimulated his index finger, and with a bang, the enemy in front of him was shot dead with a bullet to the forehead.

"Stark! Your son is a damn genius, a genius greater than you. I'm going godlike today!" Yinsen shouted, not caring if Tony could hear his words. After venting out his excitement, he continued on his godlike path.

In fact, this was the effect of the advanced martial arts chip that Mark had previously installed in the suit. Mark had recorded data in the chip, including the combat techniques of martial arts masters from various countries and even the elite soldiers of special forces. Combined with the auxiliary systems Mark had added, Yinsen's perfect accuracy was not surprising.

When Yinsen had eliminated the first group of terrorists to arrive, Tony, fully armed after the control system finished loading, arrived behind him.

Seeing the bodies of the enemy lying on the ground, Tony couldn't contain his surprise. "Yinsen, you didn't tell me that besides being a scholar, you're also a sharpshooter."

"No, no, no! Tony, your son's invention is amazing. I feel like I've been reborn today."

"This suit is so damn awesome!" Tony now regretted not wearing this suit more tightly. "But you're wrong about one thing. It's not just about feeling reborn; we're about to be reborn!"

Tony controlled the slightly cumbersome Mark I armor, protecting Yinsen as they wreaked havoc in the base. With the powerful firepower of the armor and Yinsen's agility, they were invincible. After successfully leaving the cave, they detonated the Ten Commandments gang's arsenal, reducing the base to ruins.

"Ah~" The two of them, finally escaping, didn't feel particularly wonderful at the moment because the propulsion system of the Mark I malfunctioned, and they were now suspended in mid-air several tens of meters high.

Bang!

Tony, along with the Mark I armor, crashed heavily into a pile of sand on the ground. The strong impact caused the bulky armor to fall apart into pieces.

On the other hand, Yinsen, who had emerged unscathed, praised Mark for his thoughtful design of the suit. As Yinsen was about to land and bear the impact, the suit inflated like an airbag in a car, enveloping Yinsen and turning him into a sphere, saving him from harm.

"Hahaha, I'm reborn. Today, Yinsen is reborn! Sob, sob, sob..." Yinsen, who had regained his freedom, collapsed to the sandy ground and burst into tears.

"Uh... not bad, Yinsen. What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Tony, who had finally crawled out of the sand, looked at Yinsen, who was sobbing loudly, with great confusion.

"Sob, sob, sob... I was prepared to sacrifice myself when I rushed out to buy you time. My family, they all died at their hands, and I thought it would be fitting for me to die alongside them. But in the end, I survived. I regained my freedom and a new life. I can once again experience the beauty of life. Promise me, Tony, don't waste your life, don't squander your time."

"I promise you, Yinsen. This is a promise from Tony Stark, who regained a new life today."

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At the New York Air Force Base, the military transport plane carrying Tony safely landed on the airport runway upon his return from Afghanistan.

Yinsen didn't come along; he stayed in his hometown of Kumira, hoping to contribute to its peace. Tony didn't stop Yinsen from pursuing his own ideals and values. Before parting ways, he gifted the Mark suit, which was originally given to him, to Yinsen, hoping that with its help, Yinsen could gradually approach his own goals.

With Colonel Rhodes' support, Tony walked out of the aircraft. Sharp-eyed Tony could already see Mark, Pepper, and Happy waiting for him not far away on the tarmac.

"Are your eyes red because you shed tears for your long-lost boss?"

"These are tears of joy. I hate job hunting," Pepper retorted stubbornly.

"Alright, the vacation is over."

"Dad, you're such a loser. Even wearing the protective suit I gave you, you managed to get yourself into this state, making Pepper worry about you every day, unable to eat or sleep properly."

"And what about you, you little brat? Aren't you worried about me?"

"I'm not worried about you. I've gotten used to not having you around."

"Well, rest assured, no one will ever separate us father and son again." After Tony finished speaking, he attempted to embrace Mark with his uninjured left hand, giving him a fatherly hug.

However, Mark unexpectedly took a step back, dodging the embrace. "Oh, gross, Dad. Have you been brainwashed by terrorists or driven insane? Doing something that's unlike you."

Tony: "#!"