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The anti-icing solvent...

It's working!

Booster Power output: Reduced 60%.

Great! Any more good news?

Radiation shields operational capacity exceeded.

C'mon, I can make it. Only five K to go.

Continuation not recommended- Abort ascent immediately.

Oh, ye of little faith.

C'mon!

Activate stabilizer and reduce thrust!

Yeah.

I need a 30% boost in the LRB's power...

to really make it sing.

Affirmative.

Next issue's the radiation shields...

after all, I'd like to have kids some day.

Hm!

Hi, Tony.

Hey Pep,

I need you to run a background check on someone right away.

It needs to be as thorough as possible.

Sure. Okay, so what's her name?

Sorry to burst your balloon this time, but the she is a he...

Get me everything you can on Doctor Ho Yinsen.

Tony, are you serious?

Doctor Yinsen?

The same Yinsen who was with you in the cave?

I've got another call, Pepper.

Just handle this for me, okay?

Okay.

What's up, Doc?

We have a problem, Mr. Stark.

I'd appreciate it if you'd meet me at the control tower's

medical Center as soon as possible.

Okay, I'll bite. See ya there.

So, tell me, Nanami...

Is what you said earlier true?

Is what true?

We talked about a lot of stuff.

What you told the chief.

Y'know-That you've got a meeting with Stark.

I never said that exactly!

I knew it! You're barking more like a real

news hound everyday-

Instead of concentrating on me, could you be more

careful with your junk food?

You're trashing my car!

Ichiro! Didn't you just hear what I said?

- That poor girl! What's wrong with her? - What? Huh?

Oh my gosh!

He's an Arc Station worker that lives nearby.

His body's breaking down because his immune system is failing.

He's in a state of toxic shock.

If we don't get him stabilized soon, he'll die.

The cause?

We're still waiting for additional test results

to come back from the lab.

We think, it's a virus attacking his white blood cells.

We've got to find the source of the virus.

So, we can stop it and cure it.

And let's keep this thing under wraps, huh?

Understood-we're on our way.

Bad news. Another infected patient is being brought into the lab.

Hello? Tony!

Nanami! What are you doing here?

You had me convinced there was nothing to worry about

with Stark Industries. Now, I'm not so sure about that.

Something's just not right, is it?

Definitely not.

We need to snoop around-try to get an angle on this -

We should try-

Ichiro, you are so disgusting,

you're spilling those things all over my car!

Captain Sakura, good to see you, sir.

We have a problem.

SAT. 3, one of our recon satellites has had a major malfunction.

4 hours ago it stopped transmitting completely.

It won't accept any of my commands.

Run a system analysis.

We ran a thorough diagnostic, sir.

We didn't detect any software or hardware issues.

SAT. One's configured and ready to transmit.

We've repositioned SAT 1 for a SAT 3 visual.

We're online, sir.

Get us closer. Maximize the image.

What's going on? Another malfunction?

Negative sir. All systems are working,

but its camera has been severely damaged.

Damaged?! That doesn't make any sense.

So, it's not a virus at all?

Right. We know, it's not a virus or bacteria.

We didn't detect any chemicals either.

Perhaps it's environmental.

Are you kidding me?

All this know-how and we still can't find a cure.

There's got to be an answer.

- What is it? - Mr. Stark, I thought, you'd want to know.

More and more people are becoming infected.

Do you know what's going on? It's total chaos!

This sickness... It's becoming an epidemic!

It's spreading everywhere.

Are you okay!?

I'm fine, but trauma centers are overloaded.

More people are infected every hour!

Somebody needs to take action, and quick.

Hello? Can you hear me?

Please! Hello?

Who the hell invited you here?!

We have orders. We're here to lock down the Arc Station.

What are you talking about?

The Arc Station is suspected to be

ground zero for the spread of the virus.

Hold on! We have proof that a virus is not the cause of this!

Ma'am, please! The Ministry of Health and Minister Kuroda

have officially put us in charge of this facility.

Nobody's going anywhere, except for you!

You need to calm down.

You'll only dig yourself into a deeper hole.

There's no point in this.

We can't change their minds now.

Let me try a more diplomatic approach.

I'll contact Minister Kuroda.

- Our surveillance satellite? - Yes sir.

We no longer have control of SAT One

and don't know its operational status.

Obviously, this is a matter of national security

and must be dealt with at once.

Allowing this to go unresolved would be disastrous.

So, we need to send some kind of craft up there to inspect it.

Preparing a mission into space could take several months

and we need this done immediately.

It is quite a dilemma. Any thoughts, Captain?

I do have one idea.

Haven't been able to reach him, huh?

I've called him and I've sent him e-mails as well.

Then it's time for me to go see him in person.

Impossible.

Oh it's possible, if you pretend to be sick for a minute.

- What? - During the commotion, we'll slide outta here.

Please don't attempt anything stupid!

It's probably a little late for that.

Well, since you're not going to pitch in and help me out...

- here goes nothin'. - But I...!

Hold it right there! Stop!

And just who are you?

Captain Nagato Sakurai, from SDF's Covert Operations.

Oh Captain! Pardon me, sir!

I'm here to confer with Mister Stark.

Minister Koroda sent me.

Certainly, sir!

So, we meet again.

Why am I not surprised, you're a part of the Self-Defense Force?

Mr. Stark. I have a favor to ask you.

Well, now that's odd.

I could use a favor from you.

I want this persecution of my company to stop.

An SDF surveillance satellite has gone offline.

This could have dire consequences for our country.

Then we're in the same boat!

I have only one concern.

And that is Japan's future.

But I realize I can't accomplish this mission alone

I'm going to need your help.

Iron Man could assist me, to see that Japan stays secure.

Isn't that a little selfish?

Mr. Stark.

Enough! We need to work together now.

This is a visual of SAT One, when it began malfunctioning last week.

Now, bring up the archive file footage.

From six months ago.

Zoom in on the top.

This is now... and here's the image from six months ago.

What the hell is that thing?

That is what destroyed the camera on SAT Three.

What's the altitude on this thing?

It's in the thermosphere, two hundred kilometers up.

Doc, I need you to run a simulation.

Model a beam from its solar panels down to earth.

Right.

The Arc Station. We're in it's path!

Maybe its time, Iron Man and the SDF work together and fix this.

Agreed.

Does the SDF have a jet capable of reaching such an altitude?

I'm talking about a jet with boosters powerful enough

to punch me through the atmosphere.

We have one, but it's only a prototype.

Have it flight-ready in six hours.

And I'm gonna need the best pilot you have in the cockpit.

You're help is appreciated, Mr. Stark.

Yeah. Well, I have this bad habit called caring.

Good for us.

I'll get that jet prepped right away.

What changed your mind?

Why are you doing this?

It's a chance to solve our little medical emergency.

What do you mean?

Zodiac's using that satellite.

They're using it to beam that illness right down into the Arc Station.

Using a radiation beam at an undetectable frequency?

Exactly, Zodiac's targeting the Arc Station.

But our shields are nearly impregnable.

So while a small amount of their beam gets through,

most of it ends up irradiating the surrounding area.

Can that really be what's causing all this?

That's it.

We've got to get up there and take that sucker out.

Prevent further casualties from the photon beam.

Please vacate. At this time,

admittance is strictly prohibited.

I repeat, you are hereby requested to vacate the premises.

I insist that you let me in!

I have a one o'clock appointment with Mr. Stark, he's expecting me.

Please check your list!

Hey! What's going on?

No! Nanami! You're infected!

I didn't know you're Iron Man Armour was equipped to go into space?

My suit's pressurization, temperature regulation.

My oxygen supply, all good to go.

But there's still one issue I need to solve.

And that is?

Oh, no biggie really.

Just haven't quite perfected the particle

radiation shields for the armor yet.

Oh no! You'll kill yourself!!

Going into space without radiation shields is suicide!

We don't really have a choice.

Do we?

Nanami!

Like I said, we don't really have a choice.

Mister Stark, wait! I think, I can help you.

I'm developing a protective coating for Fujikowa aerospace.

It's designed to shield the space shuttles from radiation.

If you apply the coating, it should protect you from

cosmic radiation as well.

I'll take 2 coats, to go.

We haven't actually carried out the final tests yet.

Tests? Who needs 'em?

If you invented it, I'm sure, it'll perform flawlessly.

Mr. Stark, I'm currently programming your vector

and coordinates for your space launch and mission.

I'll handle it. There's too large a variance in conditions.

Okay, we'll be tracking you all the way.

This'll be sweet.

We're in contact with your jet. It's already airborne.

Great! Nice job. Tell the pilot, I'm heading up.

And here we go!

There's my ride.

- Alright. Let's start to climb. - Mr. Stark.

Please, tell me this is a joke.

You did ask to have “the best pilot in Japan.”

Well then, you got em.

Alrighty, let's see what you're made of, Captain.

Iron Man has docked with the SDF jet.

All right, Captain. Climb to an altitude of 50,000 meters.

Roger. Approaching 15,000... 20,000...

Captain, your engines output appears to be dropping.

Roger that. Still climbing. I can handle it.

Captain, Sir. Captain, your jet won't hold

together much longer.

Let me know when it starts to get bumpy.

Be careful what you ask for.

Hold on tight!

Captain, you're running too high! Too high!

He's pushing it way too hard, they're going to burn up.

Sir, abort!

I've almost got him there!

Iron Man, prepare to detach in 5,000 meters!

Detachment in 4,000!...3,000!

2,000!

- 1,000! - Mr. Stark, stand by to undock.

It's all up to you now!

Thanks for the lift, Captain. I owe you one.

Catch you on the flipside.

Ahhhh!

Iron Man's rockets fired successfully.

He's continuing his ascent.

Boosters have jettisoned.

Second stage rockets have ignited.

He's at 150 kilometers and climbing.

Status report. How's the Iron Man armor holding up?

Nothing to worry about it.

Your radiation coating is working perfectly!

Altitude, 200 kilometers.

I've really done it!

I'm in space!

Mr. Stark!

Well done. Now you should see SAT One.

Can you confirm?

I see it.

That thing's attached like a leech.

I'm gonna move in for a closer view.

Mr Stark? Come in please!

Mr. Stark! Mr. Stark, what's wrong!?

Oh nothin'. I'm good.

It's just the anti-gravity system

needs a little tweaking. Nothing I can't handle.

Warning! Hostile missiles detected.

Come on!

Alert! Unable to locate target.

Where the hell is it? It's disappeared.

Scanning!

Warning! Weapons locked detected.

Communication... It's been cut off.

Okay! What do we have here?

This is where the energy waves originate from!

Can you transmit?!

Sending the data now!

Quickly! Analyze its composition.

Data's been received!

Send that transmission to Lab 23!

I feel like, I've worn out my welcome!

All right you bucket of bolts, my turn!

Mr. Stark! Oh no!

Hey guys, you haven't started my eulogy yet, have you?

News flash, one parasite vaporized.

Alright! Yeah!

Mr. Stark, I've got some good news for you, too.

What's that?

We were able to counteract the effects of the radiation.

We expect everyone to make a full recovery.

That's great! What a relief!

Yes, it is. Now get home safely.

The view from up here's outta this world.

But we've got some unfinished business

with zodiac.