Chapter 367: Hold on, We Will Definitely Rescue You!

"Sir, Agent Melinda has been seriously injured and is in danger of death at any time!"

After getting rid of the soldiers who were chasing him, Tony quickly locked onto the location of the investigation team and others. Then he saw that many enemies had gathered above the falling SHIELD 13.

"These guys really pick on the weak."

Tony frowned and increased the thruster power output of the Mark 7 armor without hesitation, turning into a golden-red meteor and approaching the group of Chitauri flying soldiers at high speed.

Noticing Tony's momentum, a guy who looked like a team leader among several groups of Chitauri flying soldiers changed his expression and hurriedly asked the soldiers beside him to turn the guns to focus on Tony.

But the speed of the Mark 7 was obviously not comparable to these Chitauri. Before these scum raised their weapons to aim, Tony, dragging the tail flame, locked onto these alien species first.

Boom! Boom!

Tony evaded the enemy's attack flexibly while firing the palm cannon in his hand. In just a few breaths, he destroyed several aircraft hovering in the air.

This was not the end. After dealing with the enemy in the air, Tony suddenly turned around and fell rapidly. While the Chitauri infantrymen on the ground had not had time to establish an effective defense, he broke into them and started to kill.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Almost at the same time, a cluster bomb with fireworks flew from a distance. Before the Chitauri soldiers who gathered to counterattack Tony could react, the cluster grenade split into 10 small grenades above their heads.

Boom boom boom...

Several small grenades fell together, completely covering the Chitauri soldiers below. The violent explosion rose in an instant, and the square area where the soldiers were located was blasted into scorched earth in an instant.

【FM-92 Spike Cannon】

As long as the target is within the range of Lainie's radar system, with the help of the ballistic auxiliary system of the APG-63 radar, Lainie can easily deliver this collection of 10 small grenades to any position within the effective range.

Any enemy covered by these 10 small grenades after splitting will be baptized by death in this skynet that falls from the sky.

"Skye! What's the situation inside?"

Picking up the vibranium shield that he had just used as a throwing object, Steve, who had rushed over after hearing the news, climbed up the cabin in two steps, stood in front of the hole blown by the enemy, and shouted into the cabin.

According to the information Lainie just provided, Skye and Mester should be fine, but Melinda's situation is not optimistic.

Skye shook his head, which was a little dizzy from the explosion just now, and looked up at the hole above the cabin. He confirmed that the person coming was not an enemy but Captain America Steve Rogers, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Melinda, Melinda needs emergency treatment! Her chest has been pierced by a steel pipe! She is in danger of death at any time!"

Forgetting the matter of the suitcase for the time being, Skye answered loudly.

Captain America frowned upon hearing this, and hurriedly jumped into the cabin through the hole, squeezing behind the cockpit in two steps.

After seeing Melinda's injuries at this time, even Steve, who was used to the bloody battlefield, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air secretly. At this time, Melinda seemed to be pierced by a spear, and the metal rod nailed her to the seat.

The scarlet blood stained the seat of the fighter plane along Melinda's back, and even the two girls who were constantly giving Melinda first aid were stained with a little bit of glaring red.

Beep~Beep~

The heart rate on the ECG monitor was still fluctuating, indicating that Melinda had not given up hope of life. Seeing this, Steve estimated the length and position of the metal rod and called Tony on the communicator.

"Tony, you have to come and take a look!"

In order to prevent the co-pilot Meister from getting hurt, Melinda deliberately controlled the fuselage at the last moment before she lost consciousness, making the nose of her side the impact surface, causing most of the cockpit to hit the wall.

Therefore, Captain America could not directly go around the front of the nose from the outside, and had no choice but to ask Tony, who could fly with him, for help.

After getting rid of the last few soldiers, Tony turned the body and quickly flew to the side of the cockpit of the fighter.

Through the fragmented nose of the fighter, Tony clearly saw the metal rod that pierced Melinda's chest.

"Jarvis."

After asking Jarvis in a deep voice, Tony could think of the first way to help Melinda get out of trouble by using the improved plasma cutting beam on the Mark 7 armor.

"I suggest using laser cutting to cut off the metal rod on Agent Melinda's chest so that effective treatment can be provided later."

Obviously, Jarvis, the artificial intelligence butler, thought the same as Tony, and took the initiative to point out the suitable position for Tony to cut.

"Just as I thought."

Tony drove the armor to keep floating, and then deployed the launcher of the plasma cutting beam in his hand.

"You two get out of the way, hold her body behind her, I want to cut this thing off!"

Hearing this, Mester hurriedly climbed up from his seat carefully, fearing that he would accidentally touch Melinda beside him, and took a lot of effort to make room for Tony outside the co-pilot window.

Stretching out his hand to open the twisted and deformed fighter window, Tony leaned half of his body into the cabin. With the guidance of Jarvis, Tony aimed his left hand at the metal rod and started the plasma beam.

Zhila!

In almost a breath, the dazzling red beam of light passed through the metal rod, and together with a large number of control equipment on the left side of the cabin, was split into two by the beam of light.

Seeing that the cutting was completed, Tony quickly turned off the ray beam. This thing does not distinguish between friend and foe, and its use depends entirely on whether Tony's own hands are shaking. If he shudders accidentally, Tony will be a sinner.

The metal rod that pinned Melinda's body was cut off, leaving only the other end of the metal rod still on the driver's seat. Soon it began to tremble due to the ups and downs of Melinda's own breathing.

And with every breath Melinda took, streams of bright red blood began to flow out of the wound.

"Is there any way to cut it again?"

Meister looked at the arms of the Mark 7 armor, and then shifted his gaze to the driver's seat behind Melinda to catch the traces.

"Yes, but you have to help her move her body forward some distance."

Tony looked at the holographic instructions given by Jarvis, and he wasn't particularly sure. If he hadn't seen that Simmons was still holding the alchemy crystal of Leni's girl, he wouldn't have agreed so easily.

However, there is another problem at this time, that is, the space in the cabin is too small, and the situation in the cab is not optimistic. No matter how hard Tony tries, he cannot get into the cockpit wearing the Mark 7 armor.

"Damn it, I must make the next suit of armor decomposable!"

Tony cursed secretly, then gritted his teeth and didn't care what position he was in. Half lying and half crawling, he stretched his left hand along the gap created by Meister and Simmons, and reached Melinda's back.

"Jarvis, assist me!"

It was obvious that he could no longer complete the cut cleanly on his own, and Tony had no choice but to ask Jarvis for help as time was running out.

"Taken over."

As the Simmons and the two women moved on, Melinda, who was hit hard by the metal rod and fell unconscious, let out a painful groan. Blood and body tissue began to flow out in the direction of Melinda's torso. The heart rate on the ECG monitor It also started to accelerate.

Fortunately, Jarvis's technique was extremely sophisticated. Jarvis, who referred to Leni's "Da Vinci Robot" clinical data, activated the plasma cutting beam almost the moment Melinda's body moved away from the back of the seat.

There was only a soft sizzling sound, and the glowing red plasma beam turned into a fan-shaped sharp blade, easily cutting off the blood-covered metal rod.

"team leader!"

Almost at the same time, Tony, who was always paying attention to Jarvis's operations, gave an order. Hearing the sound, Captain America, who had been holding the position behind him, instantly grasped the steel pipe that was still bleeding faintly, and jerked it from the chair. Pulled out from the back.

Looking at the still faintly red metal section, Steve's worried heart relaxed a little.

"Now, there is only one problem left before us."

Seeing Melinda's face getting paler and paler, Simmons burst into anxious tears. Fortunately, she knew it was not the time to be sad yet, so she suppressed her inner worries and restrained herself.

"Hold on, Melinda, we will get you out!"