Marvel: I am Iron Man

A desolate, uninhabited mountainous area.

boom--

The missile exploded, and a shock cloud visible to the naked eye expanded spherically from the impact pad, creating a ball of high-temperature fire.

A large, green afterimage shot out of the fireball, its massive body launched like a biological projectile, hurtling towards the cliff at supersonic speed.

That's the Hulk.

He was blasted away by the missile, his spine slamming against the two-story-high rock wall behind him. The rocks caved in, and a rain of gravel flew out, leaving fractal cracks radiating from Hulk's shoulder blades on the rock face.

The rock strata, weighing tens of tons, suddenly fractured, and a torrent of rock debris poured down on Hulk, crushing even the beast's roar as if it were being crushed by the thunder of the rockfall.

Hulk briefly disappeared beneath the pile of rocks. But in the blink of an eye, his enormous green fist blasted a hole through the bottom of the rocks like a cannonball, and the enraged beast emerged, covered in dust.

Surrounded by mountains from all sides were black vulture-like armed helicopters, self-propelled missile launchers, armored vehicles carrying sonic suppression weapons, and heavily armed soldiers.

Without even looking, it was obvious that this was the work of General Ross, Hulk's father-in-law and number one fan.

Ever since Banner went berserk and became the Hulk in General Ross's laboratory, his father-in-law Ross has become the Hulk's number one fan, to the point of being obsessive.

Even though Ross discovered that modern weaponry had little effect on the Hulk, it didn't seem to dampen his enthusiasm.

The old man, adhering to the spirit of "pitching his tent wherever he fell," seemed completely unaware that his continued existence was entirely due to Banner's kindness.

No matter how many setbacks they suffer, how many tanks they lose, or how many planes they crash, they will always come back in high spirits with more guns and more men, putting even more pressure on the finance department that Nick Fury has already drained dry.

Of course, generally speaking, even if Ross were to equip the Hulk missile with a bigger cannon and a more powerful gun, all he would be doing is giving it a scrub and a photon skin treatment.

Those in the know understand that Ross is obsessed with Hulk to the point of being obsessive, while those who don't might think Ross is Hulk's personal gua sha master, coming every now and then to give him a gua sha or cupping treatment.

But today, General Ross is determined to win.

The missile had just hit him squarely, but Ross knew it could only delay him and wouldn't actually harm him. Therefore, follow-up firepower quickly followed.

First up was the "Falcon" sonic suppression armored vehicle parked on the ridge. The alloy cannon mounted on the roof unleashed visible sonic waves, like an invisible giant hammer exploding in the air, shattering rocks everywhere.

Stark's sonic cannon was used against the Hulk in "The Incredible Hulk 2." This is also the weapon Ross has used so far that has had the most significant effect on the Hulk.

Hulk had just crawled out of the pile of rocks and was enveloped by the sound waves before he could even get up. He groaned, his massive body stiffening as if nailed to the ground by invisible chains.

Ross, who was remotely monitoring the situation from a tent in the distance via images transmitted by a drone, immediately continued to command upon seeing the situation: "Increase firepower!"

On the hillside at the edge of the forest, a row of vehicle-mounted missile launchers exploded with orange-red tail flames, and missiles streaked towards the scene, trailing trails of fire.

The armored formation was not to be outdone; several cannons spewed flames, and shells, whistling through the air, struck the Hulk directly. Each shot landed with a violent explosion, sending rubble and dirt raining down on him.

Missiles, artillery, sound waves, bullets...

A deafening barrage of gunfire erupted, accompanied by the constant roar of sonic cannons. Hulk lay curled up on the ground, his roars cut short by the explosions, the relentless barrage of fire pounding his body. The forest reeked of gunpowder, trees snapped in half by artillery fire, sparks flying from the branches.

"Sir, the target has been suppressed," came the report.

General Ross smirked.

This was the closest he had ever come to catching the Hulk in all his countless failures. His barrage of firepower successfully suppressed his opponent.

"Keep the firepower going, keep bombarding," Ross ordered.

"yes!"

But things backfired.

Without warning or a roar, pale golden arcs of electricity descended from the sky without warning, landing precisely on the muzzle of the "Falcon" sonic suppression armored vehicle.

An explosion rang out. The once imposing sonic cannon, like a building block struck by a giant hammer, instantly exploded into a fireball.

Ross's smile vanished instantly: "What's going on?"

"Enemy attack!" a tense voice came through the comms. "We're under attack! Someone's supporting Hulk... Zzzzz—"

The conversation abruptly ended; the communication was cut off.

The screen then disappeared. The drone had been hit by something and was destroyed on the spot, and the screen in the command tent immediately went black.

"Fuck!" Ross cursed furiously.

This was the closest he'd ever come; it felt like he was just a hair's breadth away.

Who's the fool who dared to ruin my plans?!

Another missile, trailing a piercing whistle, pierced the air and locked onto Hulk.

But by this time, the sonic cannon had been destroyed, and gunfire alone was certainly not enough to suppress the Hulk. The Hulk had already raised his head, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into tangible flames.

He clearly saw the direction from which the opponent was coming, and his muscular arm swiftly reached out, precisely grasping the middle of the oncoming missile. The missile's tail desperately spewed flames, but it was completely unable to break free from that enormous green hand.

Hulk roared furiously, and with a flick of his wrist, he used his superhuman strength and the missile's own propulsion to throw the deadly weapon back the way it came!

boom!

The missile launcher's ammunition compartment was precisely hit. A deafening explosion followed, and flames instantly engulfed the vehicle. The heavy armor plates were ripped off by the shockwave, like a glass toy shattered by a giant sledgehammer.

"Retreat! Retreat..."

With their most powerful sonic weapon gone, the suppression formation against Hulk had been broken. The commander of the capture team at the scene immediately decided to retreat.

The capture team posed no threat to Hulk. Enraged, Hulk leaped out, smashing another tank and hurling the turret he'd dismantled with his bare hands like darts, shooting down an attack helicopter. The helicopter, billowing black smoke, spun around before crashing to the ground and becoming a pile of scrap metal.

The arrest team was either dead or ran away, and in just one minute the scene was completely cleared, with not a single person left.

Hulk let out a long breath, and when he looked up, there was a hint of doubt on his face.

Just now... was someone helping me?

The Hulk is born with immense strength and a childlike mind, but he is not stupid.

From the moment he was born, the world has been filled with immense malice towards him. Every time he appears, he is met with gunfire and cannons, and everyone who sees him always reacts with terror, screams, hatred, or even murderous intent.

This was the first time in his life he had received help.

"Who?"

"Hulk asked in a deep voice."

The lines that gradually emerged in mid-air outlined the shape of a machine.

Iron Man, having deactivated his invisibility armor, hovered in mid-air, stepping on flames.

"Hello, nice to meet you, Hulk," Tony's voice came through the armor. "Would you mind if we talked?"