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The brilliant scientist, Anthony Stark,

has not even shared with his closest friends, Pepper and Happy,

the secret that his mighty bodyguard, Iron Man, is Tony Stark himself.

In an enemy land, both names leave bitter tastes.

Just by destroying Stark enterprises, he could cripple their national defense.

So you, Professor Benko, the world's greatest expert on electricity,

must devise the destruction of Stark's mighty guardian, Iron Man.

I have, I'm the leader, and this is the perfect time for strike.

According to my video reports, Iron Man is using his old heavy armor again.

His reason is not important.

He will be clumsy and vulnerable.

Look behind you.

Iron Man, you have lured me into a trap, Benko.

Garbs, get him.

Nonsense.

It is but a robot operating under my control.

Watch how my wizardry will finish the real Iron Man.

Wonderful, Renko.

You are like an inhuman Crimson Dynamo.

Exactly.

I carry thunderbolts of destruction.

And here is where you will prove it, at Stark's great mistletoe.

As the Crimson Dynamo departs on his terrible mission,

Premier Poldu's dreams reach far beyond his ancient palace,

to the land where his sabotage efforts have failed up till now.

Our new X-500 will mean a lot to the whole free world.

Attention all personnel.

You will maintain double security precautions until and

throughout the test launch tomorrow.

The boss sounds worried.

And as the test hour approaches, Tonya Stark's worries increase.

I have a feeling I should be on guard.

I wish my light armor wasn't still showing slight radionic absorptions.

Well, at least the old Iron Man will be on the job if anyone tries

the wrong ideas or a sneak attack.

And Tony Stark's instincts are right.

Many eyes are watching the countdown, but not all of them are friendly.

The rocket was doomed.

My electrical powers will disrupt all controls.

Now, the rocket fears wildly.

Each pilot have lost all control, then from out of nowhere comes Iron Man.

No.

He can't.

But Iron Man does cushion the impact, letting his own armor bear the brunt of it.

The fall, he will destroy himself.

Iron Man staggers away as the dazed but

unharmed rocket pilots murmur their thanks.

Oh, brother, even for Iron Man, there's a limit.

I don't understand.

Why?

Why the loss of control?

Good grief.

Every electrical component burned to a cinder.

Wait till Stark sees this.

Every component?

That means it's got to be the work of some master saboteur.

Now, for the deal of my own great power,

I reap this whole foolish land, blasting the dense plants everywhere.

What on earth?

Is it a man or a walking dynamo?

I've got to stop him.

Is it Iron Man?

So, a man who can catch a sabotage rocket and

return to the battle deserves my best.

This bolt of fire will fry you in your metal shell.

What?

No effect on you.

Not while my transistor power provides a force field which no fire bolt can

penetrate.

I'll electrify you through your contact with the ground.

Not while I'm airborne, you won't.

Not.

I am Vanco, the world's greatest expert on electricity.

The wizard Vanco, that gives me an idea.

Why, why are you uprooting the tree?

To clap some sense into a great scientist.

No.

Help me.

First, Professor Vanco, you're going to try this earplug on for size.

You can learn a lot by tuning in on your own people back home.

When Vanco has completed his mission, his value to me ends.

As the crimson dynamo, he could become too powerful.

When he returns, Vanco must be liquidated.

No.

The crimson dynamo has agreed to do research for Anthony Stark.

The traitor, the defector, they must all die.

Vanco, Iron Man, Anthony Stark.

Now, it is a job for the Black Widow.

Did someone mention my name, or was it my vibe?

The Black Widow, beautiful, sinister, and deadly.

Can anyone survive her attack?

Eliminate the traitor, Vanco, and Tony Stark.

You will also have to do what that crimson dynamo, Vanco, failed to do.

Dispose of Iron Man.

Details, Premier Poldu.

It will be an interesting assignment, I am sure.

The wealthy, handsome, untony Stark.

As for the others, their Borok will assist me.

What can he do?

Any more questions?

Very good.

Borok has more to offer than mere strength.

He is also ruthless.

Stop, I am convinced.

I will complete travel arrangements for you immediately.

Excellent, a nuclear submarine will be charming.

Meanwhile, at Tony Stark's main research plant, a successful test lunch

has erased delays caused by Professor Vanco's late lamented sabotage attempt.

Believe me, Stark, I'm sorry I was such a fool.

I'll prove to you and Iron Man that I am worthy of your trust.

I know you will, Professor Vanco.

Any breakthrough yet on your laser light project?

Perhaps tonight, I am making a vital experiment.

Now, be careful.

I will be protected in my crimson dynamo suit of armor.

But a laser beam can burn through anything.

True, so my control system must work.

Now, he'll show the people who doubt his loyalty.

Professor Vanco's laser gun could become a fantastic industrial tool.

But he may be risking his life this very minute.

Tony Stark's fears for Vanco are justified.

A wild overload feeds his crimson armor in a numbing, terrible glow.

No, Vanco, get back.

He's frozen in his tracks.

Now, promise me you won't risk anything like this again, Professor.

But I must keep trying.

It is my way to prove.

You will.

Don't worry, but at that moment, just offshore.

Put us ashore, Captain.

I will keep you informed of my progress.

And the next day, two foreign visitors call on Anthony Stark.

Who shall I say is calling?

The famous Antony Stark.

I am Madame Natasha, and this is my brother, Boro.

He is a science teacher back home, here to study your advanced technologies, you know.

But of course, you must let me show you both around.

This is a guidance system, made up of delicate transistorized lashes and lovely.

Yes.

And these things are of interest only to your brother.

Suppose we let him continue the tour himself while we have dinner together.

While Tony and his lovely companion drive to a fashionable dining place,

Brother Borok, the science teacher, continues his tour.

Sorry, I did not see the sign.

Here is where Vanco must be working, and where I begin.

From a small container, Borok sprays a mysterious fluid.

In moments, the metal of the door is eaten away, just enough.

Borok, why are you here?

To make sure that your genius will never serve the enemy.

No, you can't.

Your own invention will do it.

Yes, the quiet one.

No, stop, the tentacles are closing, tightening.

So, for Tony Stark, the pleasure of the moment would vanish

if he had even the slightest inkling of what is going on in Vanco's lab.

No, I will finish where you failed so miserably.

The destruction of Tony Stark enterprises, like this.

Then, like a spider's sting, comes the report of fire at the main plant.

Currently donning his lightweight armor for protection against the inferno,

Tony Stark becomes Iron Man, and plunges through the fire a curtain to Vanco.

Vanco, your pigs and dynamos should give you protection too.

The fool thinks I'm Vanco.

Well, let's get your lazy ray equipment out of here.

Ah, the great Iron Man, such an easy victim.

Iron Man goes down believing Vanco has betrayed his trust.

Where will Borok's diabolical conquest end?

When consciousness returns to Iron Man, he is in a submarine.

I, Borok, will bring Iron Man back alive and dim the doubtful glories of Premier Toldo himself.

But now, back to get my number one prize, his employer, the great Anthony Stark.

His Iron Bodyguard is out of service, thanks to Vanco's marvel.

Thank you, Vanco. Why did I believe him?

Beneath his Iron Man armor, Tony Stark's thoughts scream accusingly.

Now the crimson dynamo will destroy every plant.

Don't trust Professor Vanco.

Nothing can stop me now.

Oh, no, I've got to stop Vanco.

Yet even as Iron Man rages only a few feet away, Professor Vanco is a helpless prisoner also.

Meanwhile, back at the charred ruins.

The boss ran in to save Vanco, and that's the last time I saw him.

Look, one of Iron Man's belt clips.

He was here too, and now they've all gone.

The mysterious developments at Stark Enterprises are page one news.

It's not fair, Happy.

The important thing is to find Tony.

Yeah, kid, but where?

Only the Black Widow is sure she knows the answer.

You heard them all, don't you, Barak?

Oh, you have Stark, don't you?

No, I thought that...

He must be in hiding, probably still holed up in his slightly scorched factory.

They'll flush him out like a...

Fly.

But meanwhile, in his submarine prison, Iron Man has found an electrical supply of new energy.

Lucky I carried this extension cord for emergencies.

Now, the tearless tin fish apart.

Iron Man, Vanco, so...

Then it was someone else who...

It was Barak.

I should have guessed.

At least now we can leave here together.

I slow you down, Iron Man.

Drop me, please.

No, Vanco, you and I are going to see this through together.

There he is.

Vanco, Iron Man.

I did it before, and I can do it again.

What?

No effect.

Right, because for this round I had time to adjust my force field to your wavelength, and now...

Smash him, Iron Man.

Now, now, finish him.

No, Vanco, we don't play that way.

We'll call the police.

Iron Man, help.

Please, I am beamed by the machine.

I'm coming.

No, she's the Black Widow.

It's a trick.

Yes, a trick.

With water power, penetrating to your transistors, short circuiting all of your energy.

No, Borak, I'll burn you to nothing with this laser pistol.

You wouldn't dare.

You will burn to nothing too.

From the heat backlash of this water.

Time for the great Iron Man.

Ask Golding Dark if Tony Stark is not delivered to us immediately.

Stop.

I will dare anything for a country that has been so good to me.

Words.

It's Borak to prove to Tony Stark.

Now, Vanco.

Oh, Vanco.

The story of Professor Vanco is told in many places.

Just once, somebody should be so loyal to me.

Thank heaven you're back, Mr. Stark.

Yeah.

I had to stay in hiding to draw out Borak and the Black Widow.

I knew I could trust Professor Vanco.

But why don't we go after that, Mata Hari Black Widow?

She won't get away, Happy.

She failed her mission, her days are numbered.

Wherever she goes, I'm sure that someday the Black Widow will spin one web too many

and catch herself.

I pity her.

Tony Stark makes you feel he's a cool exec for the hottest deer.

As Iron Man, all gems ablaze.

He's liked and disliked when we close our ranks.

Amazing armor.

As Iron Man.

A blazing popper.