157: Chapter 157 Public Opinion Boiling Point

After dealing with the militants and dispersing the Ether mist, the mark 3 armor standing in the center of the village moved slightly. Its foot thrusters activated once more, and with a low sonic boom, it descended toward the position of the sniper team on the outer high ground.

The moment it landed, the ground trembled slightly. The two snipers, still in shock, were pulled back to their senses by the overwhelming presence of the armor. They instinctively gripped their steel rifles, looking at the red and gold armor before them with a mix of vigilance and awe.

The next second, a cold, emotionless synthesized electronic voice came from the armor's loudspeaker:

"Enter the village immediately to treat the unconscious special forces members and hostages."

"Then, contact your headquarters to send personnel to take charge of the wounded and the captives. The danger here has not been fully cleared yet. Move quickly."

The two snipers snapped out of it and hurriedly replied:

"Yes, sir!"

Not daring to delay, the two immediately got up. While reporting to headquarters via encrypted communicators, they quickly organized their equipment and rushed toward the interior of the village.

Meanwhile, at the command center of the The 18th Escort Task Force, the report from the sniper team regarding the situation on the ground and the instructions issued by the armor were received.

The entire command room instantly fell into a dead silence, disbelief written all over everyone's faces.

After listening to the complete description of the mysterious mark 3 armor's rescue and the subsequent events, the Commander stood up and confirmed the details with the sniper team several times.

Although the shock in his eyes had not yet faded, he immediately issued an order:

"Immediately dispatch ship-borne helicopters to rush to the target village at full speed to retrieve the unconscious special forces members and hostages. Put every effort into medical treatment and rescue; there must be no negligence!"

"Yes, sir!"

Once the order was issued, the officers and soldiers in the command room moved quickly. The ship-borne helicopter formation took off immediately and sped toward the village.

Meanwhile, the Commander personally reported to the domestic authorities, urgently relaying the sudden turn of events at the rescue site in Africa, the appearance of the mysterious iron armor to save the day, and the fact that the hostages and special forces members were all safe and sound to the high-level domestic leadership.

Domestically, in the Central Conference Room.

A group of high-level officials sat together, their brows furrowed.

Just then, a staff member knocked and walked quickly into the conference room. With a solemn expression, he handed a top-secret document to the leader in the main seat and reported the emergency news from the The 18th Escort Task Force.

After all the high-level officials finished reading the few short lines of text, the atmosphere in the entire conference room changed abruptly.

The originally heavy atmosphere was completely broken, replaced by total shock and disbelief. The usually steady and solemn officials could not hide the astonishment and bewilderment in their eyes.

"A mysterious iron armor? Mark 3 model? Sweeping through the militants and saving all the hostages and special forces members? Is this news authentic?"

"A top-secret report from the Escort Task Force would never be false. I didn't expect the situation to take such a bizarre turn."

"A sci-fi armor from a movie actually appeared on a real battlefield and even stepped in to save our people. What is the story behind this?"

"Regardless of their identity, they did save our citizens and soldiers this time. In any case, it has resolved our urgent crisis."

"This is no small matter. The technological level of this armor far exceeds current understanding. We must take this very seriously. We need to find out their background later while also making arrangements to receive the hostages and special forces members."

"Issue the order immediately to fully cooperate with the rescue operations on the front line. Ensure all personnel return home safely. At the same time, investigate this matter thoroughly and keep a close eye on subsequent developments."

The conference room was abuzz with discussion. Everyone knew that this mark 3 armor, appearing out of nowhere, had not only reversed the crisis of the overseas rescue but also brought a shock that far exceeded the event itself.

The leader in the main seat, after some contemplation, seemed to have understood something and shook his head with a smile.

The footage of the armor saving the day in the African village spread rapidly across the country through network signals. In just a few minutes, it completely ignited public opinion across the entire internet.

Witnessing the mark 3 armor sweep through the militants, the entire internet fell into a state of extreme shock.

"The mark 3 armor from the movies actually appeared in reality? Am I dreaming?"

"Red and gold color scheme, Arc Reactor... it's exactly the same as in the movie. This is too realistic; special effects could never produce this!"

"This armor is so cool! I wish I had one too!"

"The person above is dreaming!"

"Go back to sleep!"

"Bullets hitting the armor only produced sparks, not even a scratch. This defensive capability is insane!"

"Wiping out over twenty militants so cleanly and efficiently—this is truly a godsend from the heavens!"

"Guys! Who would have thought! A scene from a sci-fi movie would actually play out at a rescue site in Africa!"

"Are those Westerners who were waiting to laugh at us feeling the sting now? This is so satisfying!"

"This armor is a well-deserved savior!"

"What on earth is the origin of this? To be able to create a real iron armor... this black technology is just incredible!"

"I keep rewatching the livestream clip, and I'm shocked every single time. I still have goosebumps!"

"The video is being shared all over the internet; chat groups and forums are filled with images of the armor!"

"So 'superheroes' really do exist, and they even came to save our compatriots. I feel so proud at this moment!"

"No matter who is controlling the armor, anyone who saves our people is a hero!"

"Science fiction has become reality. At this moment, I truly feel an unprecedented sense of shock!"

"The militants played dirty by using Ether, but in the end, they still lost to the armor from the sky. How gratifying!"

"I can't believe my eyes. A real-life Iron Man saving people—I'll remember this scene for the rest of my life!"