One day passed, and when the Terrorists responsible for monitoring Tony and his pal inspected their situation again, they were surprised to find that their main target was no longer in their line of sight.
A screen-like object blocked all the camera equipment, allowing the Terrorists to only see Yin Sen who was busy, but they couldn't see the most important person, Tony Stark, at all.
The Terrorists immediately erupted into chaos; the leader had repeatedly reminded them to pay close attention to Tony, and now that he was out of sight, these Terrorists immediately sensed that something was wrong.
So these guys immediately sprang into action; one person ran out to report the situation to their leader, while the rest, carrying guns, rushed towards the cave.
The large iron door of the cave had been sealed from the inside, and a makeshift bomb was placed against the door. The fuse was wrapped around the door handle; as soon as someone forcibly opened the door, the methane-filled gas cylinder would immediately explode. This was Tony and his pal's last line of defense.
At this moment, Tony, with Yin Sen's assistance, had begun to don the iron armor they had built. The internal drive mechanism was modified from the internal structure of a missile, and the outer shell was directly assembled and welded from the missile's casing. Because he couldn't get more suitable internal protective material, Tony could only choose to wear a welding protective suit inside to protect himself.
This made him look like an ugly toy. But you have to admit, this was a very formidable toy, because its creator was Tony Stark, the best weapon developer in the World. The weapon he designed was destined to create a legend.
"Help me put on the chest armor. Don't tighten the screws completely, just make sure they're secure enough."
Tony instructed Yin Sen while buckling the wrist straps. Those were his weapon System, two flamethrowers modified from welding tools.
"Also, after you've tightened the screws, go and download the program. It's on the laptop over there. You just need to press the start button."
Yin Sen had just touched the computer when shouts came from the entrance. He frantically pressed the start button, looking at the progress bar and asking,
"The progress bar has started. Damn it, they've found us. What should we do?"
"Don't worry, take it easy," Tony comforted Yin Sen. He knew that at this moment, there couldn't be even a trace of panic; he had to remain calm. "Do as I say. Once the progress bar starts, don't worry about it. Come over here and help me secure the shoulder armor."
Yin Sen continued to follow his instructions, but at this moment, the Terrorists had already arrived outside the door and were knocking, demanding a response to their shouts.
"Hold them off!" With his own life on the line, Tony also began to get nervous. However, he maintained his rationality and thought of having Yin Sen temporarily appease these Terrorists with words.
But he found that Yin Sen's face had turned mournful.
"Damn it, I don't know what they're saying?"
"What? Don't you speak many languages?" Tony was also stunned; he hadn't expected Yin Sen to drop the ball at this critical moment.
"They're speaking the language of a small tribe; outsiders can't understand it at all!"
"Then just say something, anything to stall them. Speak quickly!"
Yin Sen quickly shouted in Arabic, but it seemed to have little effect. The shouts from outside became increasingly urgent. And just as Yin Sen was about to switch to another language to see if it would work, a violent explosion suddenly came from the direction of the door.
It was the Terrorists who couldn't wait any longer, using explosives to blast open the door. The violent explosion and the accompanying shrapnel instantly tore through the bodies of these guys, dragging them into the abyss of Death.
"How's the effect?" Hearing the explosion, Tony couldn't help but ask. He was now entirely fixed to this iron armor, unable to move until the iron armor was activated. So he could only rely on Yin Sen to understand the situation.
"The effect is very good, they're all dead." Yin Sen swallowed. It wasn't the first time he had seen dead people, but it was the first time he had seen people die because of him. He thought he should be scared, but he didn't feel that way. Instead, there was a sense of satisfaction, a satisfaction of having a great grudge avenged.
Actually, there was one thing Yin Sen had never told Tony. Before he was abducted here, he had personally witnessed his family die at the hands of these Terrorists. So when he saw these Terrorists swaggering in front of him, his heart felt like it was on fire. It was the pain and torment of having a grudge but being unable to avenge it.
And this was also why he would do everything to help Tony. Previously, he had no ability to kill people, so he could only find spiritual redemption by trying to disrupt the Terrorists' plans. He helped Tony because he didn't want these Terrorists to get what they wanted.
And now, he had other ideas.
"I knew my stuff wouldn't be wrong, Yin Sen. Just a little longer, and we can fight our way out." Tony nodded, boasting a bit. He was about to comfort his pal when he realized Yin Sen had silently walked out.
"Yin Sen, what are you doing?" Tony immediately had a bad premonition.
At this moment, Yin Sen had reached the side of the recent corpses. Thanks to the protection provided by Stark, despite the violent explosion, the firearms hadn't been too damaged. Yin Sen picked up two guns, one in each hand, from the bodies, and said to Tony,
"pal, I just checked, the progress bar is only halfway. The explosion will attract those people, and there won't be enough time for you to activate this iron armor. So I've decided to buy you some time."
"Yin Sen, don't do this. Do you hear me? What you're doing is crazy. Just wait a little longer, we'll be ready soon."
Tony shouted in a panic. Although he knew Yin Sen was protected by a nanometal protective suit, he had seen the weapons outside, and many of them could no longer be stopped by such a thin layer of protective clothing.
"Don't worry about me, I'm invulnerable now." Yin Sen forced a heroic laugh. "I've always dreamed of being a terminator, and now I can finally achieve it."
Saying that, he pulled the trigger, spraying bullets indiscriminately as he rushed out of the cave.
Tony shouted desperately, but he couldn't stop Yin Sen, who had made up his mind. He could only anxiously watch the progress bar, hoping it would fill up faster. At this moment, he realized how agonizingly slow time passed.
Yin Sen ran wildly, the two submachine guns in his hands like two large torches, their muzzle flashes continuous. It was a good thing he cleverly picked up a few magazines, otherwise, he might not have even seen the Terrorists before these two submachine guns ran out of ammunition.
And it was precisely this fierce firepower that made the Terrorists rushing in from outside tremble with fear.
Even though they were Terrorists, very few of them were fierce enough to disregard their own lives and fight Yin Sen to the Death. So the moment they saw Yin Sen, several of them didn't even fire a symbolic shot, turning around and fleeing.
They weren't foolish; Yin Sen's appearance clearly indicated a desperado mentality, someone who didn't care about his life, only wanting to kill enough to break even, or kill two to earn one. Anyone who went up against him at this moment was clearly tired of living.
So a very embarrassing scene unfolded: a defenseless Doctor, holding two guns and spraying bullets wildly without even aiming, chased seven or eight elite Terrorists all over the cave, and it even looked like he was about to drive them out of the cave.
Of course, that was just how it looked. These Terrorists, after all, were capable of directly attacking the U.S. military, so they still had basic tactical training.
So when Yin Sen, feeling immensely satisfied, roared out of the cave with two guns, he found a group of people already half-crouching with their guns aimed at him at a pass on the distant valley. Without any command, the moment Yin Sen rushed out, these people started firing frantically.
Bullets rained down on Yin Sen like a storm, making him tremble all over like a banana leaf in the wind and rain. At this moment, he truly thought he was going to die. But after waiting for a long time, he realized he didn't feel a thing.
Dense electric ions protected his body, a manifestation of the nanometal covering him. And under the protection of this layer of nanometal, Yin Sen not only wasn't injured, but he didn't even feel a thing.
At this moment, he finally experienced the feeling of a terminator dominating the battlefield; that feeling of letting you shoot to your heart's content could only be described with one word: exhilarating.
And looking at the Terrorists who were already stunned and gaping, not even realizing their magazines were empty, Yin Sen's face revealed a grim, satisfied smile. The chance for revenge had arrived.
He lowered the gun, and the flaming muzzle sent bullets like a whipping chain, piercing through the bodies of these Terrorists. Blood rained down, and in an instant, over a dozen corpses lay on the ground. But for Yin Sen, this was just the beginning of his revenge. He had to do more, and only by continuing to charge and kill could he be worthy of his family in Heaven.
Thinking of this, he picked up two more guns and charged towards where there were many people.
A person who disregards their life might cause a temporary disturbance, but it's unlikely to have a major impact on this group of Terrorists. However, a person who disregards their life, is invulnerable, and cannot be killed, causes not just a disturbance, but true chaos.
Yin Sen shot at anyone he saw, and if he saw a pile of weapons, he wouldn't stop firing until it exploded. Relying on his invulnerable nanometal, he was more like a 'Die Hard' character than 'Die Hard' itself at this moment. It didn't take long before he had single-handedly taken out a third of the massive Terrorist Base. No one could have predicted this.
The bald leader also hadn't expected it. When he saw Yin Sen, who seemed to kill gods and Buddha alike, he knew he had been tricked by Tony Stark again. Glaring fiercely at the Bearded Man, who was drenched in sweat, he gritted his teeth and issued an order.
"Set up the anti-aircraft gun and kill him. Quickly!"
At this moment, he no longer cared about the nanometal protective suit. A valley full of weapons was here, and these were all his assets. A protective suit was far less important in his heart than this enterprise, so his choice was very clear.
Yin Sen was still frantically destroying everything he saw. He hadn't realized that at a pass on the distant valley, an anti-aircraft gun, meant to counter U.S. military planes, had already lowered itself and was aimed at him.