Marvel: I am Iron Man

The black panther withdrew its cold, sharp claws from the warm throat, slowly stood up, and stepped over the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground.

Another person emerged from the darkness.

She was a Black woman whose racial gifts made her almost blend into the environment in the unlit night. Her cheekbones were as high as the cliffs of the East African Rift Valley, and she wore a battle robe that exuded the aura of an African tribe. The outline of her bald head was like the obsidian shield polished in the dim light.

Her name is Okoye, the special forces captain of the "Dora's Guard," the personal bodyguards of the Wakanda royal family, and one of Wakanda's most elite warriors.

"You did not wait for us to be in place, Your Highness," Okoye said.

Black Panther shrugged, gesturing to the corpses scattered on the ground: "Like I said, I can handle it."

“But that wouldn’t be good,” Okoye said. “What if something happens to you…”

Black Panther laughed: "Don't say that, General. I may not be on the throne yet, but I'm not made of glass. If Father really didn't trust me, he wouldn't have allowed me to go out on missions."

Okoye fell silent. She knew that what the other person said was true; in recent years, the old king had shown signs of wanting to hand over the reins to his son, and as the king's most trusted general, Okoye could certainly see this.

Otherwise, the king would not allow his precious crown prince to spend so much time running to dangerous war zones and personally carry out missions.

Of course, the king's peace of mind was also related to the fact that Black Panther was wearing an invulnerable vibranium suit from head to toe, and that his body had been enhanced by the Heart-Shaped Grass, giving him the physical qualities of a super soldier.

With his vibranium gear, physical prowess, and the combat skills honed by Black Panther over the years, he is now one of the top fighters on Earth, and there are very few people who can threaten him in clandestine operations.

At this moment, two other black female subordinates from Dora's bodyguard also caught up, both carrying vibranium spears just like General Okoye.

Okoye nodded to the two men, and the two henchmen immediately stepped forward, stepping over the corpses on the ground to pick up the briefcase left behind by the vibranium dealer Marcus.

The suitcase was locked again. But the two men swiftly swung their spears, and the vibranium spears easily broke through the metal lock, like a cheetah's canine teeth piercing an antelope's throat.

The two opened the box, revealing the vibranium tube lying inside.

Black Panther stepped forward, took out the tube of vibranium from the box, and gently twirled it in his hand: "Something that belongs to us... It's a pity there's only so much left here."

“Ulysses Crow has taken more than just this from us,” Okoye said.

Black Panther said, "Yes, it's a shame Crow isn't here today. He's a cunning fox; perhaps he sensed danger, which is why he didn't show up."

"But we'll catch him; we already have a lead." Okoye held the vibranium spear upright beside her, making her look even more imposing.

"Of course, we will."

Black Panther put the vibranium tube back into the briefcase, and the two bodyguards carefully put it away.

Black Panther's eyes were sharp, revealing a hint of anger: "Krow killed our people and stole our things. He will pay the price, no matter what it takes."

Okoye sensed a sharp edge in the young prince. As the right-hand woman of the royal family, she couldn't help but remind him, "We still need to proceed with caution, Your Highness..."

"Believe me, I've studied abroad for many years, and I know the outside world well enough, General Okoye," Black Panther said with a smile. "The outside world may be developing, but it's still far from comparable to Wakanda. We have nothing to worry about."

Okoye thought about it and agreed.

For many years, Wakanda has carefully concealed its true nature from the world, and everyone thought that Wakanda was a poor and backward small African country.

But only they themselves know that the technology that vibranium has given them is already far ahead of the rest of the world.

Therefore, most Wakandas, including General Okoye, believe that they are far ahead of their time, and that the technology, military, and weapons of the outside world are insignificant in their eyes.

The world has no idea how advanced and powerful Wakanda is today.

Thinking of this, Okoye didn't deny Black Panther's words, only saying, "Better safe than sorry. Our target is only Klaue; let's try not to cause any other trouble."

"Of course," Black Panther nodded. "I know what I'm doing."

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"Your new armor looks quite different from your old ones," Jarvis asked. "Want a change, sir?"

Upon returning to Stark Mansion, Tony immediately plunged back into the underground laboratory.

Sometimes he himself felt that it was a waste to have such a big sea-view villa for him to live in, because even though the place had such a large area, so many rooms, and so many complete entertainment facilities, he still spent more than 90% of his time in the underground laboratory.

Yes, he's building new armor again. But it's not the planned Mark VII project; it's a different set of armor altogether.

This suit of armor doesn't pursue innovative technologies like high energy efficiency, powerful firepower, or significant upgrades; rather, it's a functional combat suit designed for specific missions. Therefore, it's much easier to build.

The prototype of the armor is the Mark 16 from the original Iron Man armor in the movie, codenamed "Nightclub".

The Nightclub was a model that Tony designed specifically for stealth missions in the original work. Apart from the most conventional palm-sized arc pulse cannon, it was not equipped with any weapon systems.

In contrast, the nightclub armor is extremely lightweight, maximizing its stealth capabilities. In addition to optical camouflage components, the armor moves almost completely silently, utilizing a state-of-the-art propulsion system that allows the thrusters to operate virtually without a sound, and also possessing top-notch anti-radar and signal jamming systems.

Simply put, it's a stealth-type armor that emphasizes stealth and speed.

Tony is now considering designing a suit of armor specifically for silent infiltration. His stealth technology is already advanced enough; the next step is to work on improving the suit's agility, lightness, and noise reduction.

Of course, he couldn't accept an armored suit without a weapon system. So his modified nightclub might not be as lightweight as the original, but it was equipped with conventional weapons and also had top-notch stealth and silencer mechanisms.

As we all know, besides infiltration and reconnaissance, a crucial skill for spies is speed. Therefore, the propulsion system of this suit of armor also needs to be powerful enough to allow for rapid movement.

Another important point.

Tony had this suit of armor made primarily to make it easier for him to carry out intelligence gathering, or even petty theft. And when doing these kinds of jobs, he certainly didn't want anyone to associate the suit with him.

Of course, Iron Man's existence is not publicly known at the moment, and even if someone saw that red and gold exoskeleton, probably no one would associate it with themselves. But it's always good to be cautious.

Therefore, Tony felt that when he needed a spy suit to carry out a mission, that spy suit had to be truly covert enough to prevent anyone from contacting him.