Chapter II: A better solution
'Actually, Sir, I believe I have a better solution to the current situation.'
Tony looked across at Rhodey, and raised his eyebrows.
'Er, ok... What are you thinking?'
The Extremis soldiers looked at each other in question, and some of them shrugged.
'Sir, do you recall your encounter with Colonel Rhodes with Ivan Vanko at the Expo?'
Stark blinked. 'Yeah, but what's that got to do with anything?'
'If my memory core functions correctly, you and the Colonel defeated the Russian physicist by being the hero.'
Tony's eyes widened. He glanced over to Rhodey, who grinned at him. Their adversaries were none the wiser to this plan, not understanding the hidden message.
'That's a great idea, JARVIS, but what about the President, and Pepper?'
'I shall dispatch a number of units to rescue Miss Potts and President Ellis,' the AI told him. 'In the meantime, Sir, I recommend that you and Colonel Rhodes get clear of the area.'
Tony nodded, and ran over to the edge of the platform he was stood on, and jumped onto the ladder, and slid down. Rhodey quickly unloaded his magazine of bullets into a number of soldiers, before following his billionaire friend down the ladder.
Immediately, the soldiers healed, and opened fire upon the fleeing men and the aerial suits. The armours retaliated, firing their repulsors at the soldiers to occupy them, while a few of the suits went on the rescue mission.
The Silver Centurion soared towards the President, trapped inside the Iron Patriot armour, drawing the two blades concealed within the forearms.
'Wait, what are you doing?' Ellis asked, his face lit with worry.
The Mk.33 sliced at the two cables suspending him above the oil tanker, breaking them. The President fell towards the oil drums, crying out in terror, until Red Snapper caught him with its pincers.
'Good evening, Mr President,' JARVIS greeted him. 'Can I give you a lift?'
Ellis looked up at the armour. 'Very funny, but thank you.'