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When the wealthy young playboy industrialist Tony Stark is not involved

with his secret identity as Iron Man, at the huge main plant of Tony Stark industries,

his inventive genius continues to produce new marvels of electronic science.

Such as his recently publicized laser device with incredible new and

powerful features, features that will make it the target of all evil doers everywhere.

For example, take two occupants of a mysterious cabin cruiser anchored

just offshore, the chameleon, arch rogue of 1,000 disguises,

and merciless, Craven, the hunter.

What a weapon for the hunt.

I could split a hair at 1,000 yards, ha, with such a beam.

And what of its hypnotic powers?

I wouldn't even need disguises.

I could magnetically implant my appearance right in the minds of my victims.

Stark will surely have a model of the magneton laser in his laboratory.

Yeah, and I'll smash that tin suit guard of his.

No, we're not tangling with Iron Man.

We'll do things my way.

So watch your way.

A way to get rid of Iron Man forever.

For several nights he has been doing dangerous underwater research just off that reef.

If he does so tonight, we can make certain he will not be guarding that plant for

a very long while.

That night, with only puzzled fish looking on,

Tony Stark as Iron Man makes another attempt to solve a stubborn problem.

No, there's a short circuit somewhere.

Running wild, got to switch off.

And tonight, there may be new hazards.

Go and throw, creepin', to the mile, at least, and ride on target.

Battle in all will draw any killer shark within miles to keep Iron Man very busy.

Little does the chameleon realize just how effective his strategy may be tonight.

A killer shark.

And with a short in my circuits, I can't use my built-in weapons to fight him.

My only chance is to reach for before he, no.

The great jaws crush down on the Golden Avenger's steel armor.

Though the monstrous teeth cannot damage his invincible armor,

Iron Man's oxygen supply cannot last much longer.

Tony Stark's magneton laser is practically ours right now.

You see, Craven, I told you I could handle Iron Man.

I've finished him off for good, as I promised.

I have to breathe, I have to take a deadly gamble.

Anything's better than drowning.

Here goes, full power.

It's floating to my whole body.

His sleek hide almost exploding with absorbed voltage.

The would-be killer shark flees back to the shelter of the dark ocean deeps.

That shark was like 10,000 needles.

But now, perhaps, up on this piece of wreckage, the wind will dry my circuits.

And I can risk just enough power to get me to shore.

His boot circuit responds, and jet power sends Iron Man

skimming like a surf rider toward the distant shore.

Meanwhile, the Raiders are nearing the top of the towering cliff,

upon which stand the world famous factory buildings of Stark Enterprises.

Hold it, let's catch our breath.

I am Craven the hunter.

On the trail, I never stop to rest.

Just follow me, spineless one.

I'll show you who's the leader of this safari.

How I wish that shark had left Iron Man for me, I never feared him.

Well, you'd better start, mister.

Iron Man.

This is as far as you're going to get tonight.

I'll decide that.

And within a split second, he is hoisted high above the jungle fighter's head.

And Craven's cat-like lunge sweeps him.

Over the precipice, down to the wading waters.

The impact has activated the faulty circuits.

Have Iron Man's transistorized powers finally betrayed him?

Unless he has 1,000 lives, this time he's finished forever.

And we can handle any other gods who try to stop us.

Indeed, now my name alone will spread terror.

Craven the hunter, destroyer of Iron Man.

But beneath the dark waters, I threw that component off just in time.

At least now I know where the trouble was.

I think I can even make a temporary junction that'll give me enough power to get back to

my lab.

Whatever they're up to, that jungle hunter and the chameleon must be stopped.

Be careful, we don't want to raise an alarm.

Now I am the destroyer of Iron Man, remember?

I will not creep with caution for anyone.

Except Iron Man.

Hate, it can be.

He can't survive death again and again, he's everywhere.

It's a trick.

Smash him again.

No man could survive all that he's been through.

There's something strange here.

Wait, Regan.

A smart hunter knows when to draw back.

If he only knew how big of luck this was.

After what I've been through right now, I couldn't lick a stamp.

And if I know the chameleon, he'll be back.

I'll get that magneton laser, and I'll do it without you, Hunter.

Yeah, you're nothing but talk, chameleon.

You can't do anything without me.

No, well, you shall see tomorrow.

For the most successful impersonation of all time.

But the following day goes by quite normally.

Even in Tony Stark's office, well after quitting time,

the only exceptional occurrence is Happy Hogan's new sports coat.

And the reaction of Pepper, Stark's pretty secretary.

Don't come any closer.

Huh?

What's the matter, Pepper?

There.

Now I can look without being blinded.

Hey, are you making fun of my jacket?

Happy?

Nobody could make fun of that jacket.

No joke could do it justice.

Meanwhile, in his secret lab, Tony Stark has completed all repair work

on his armor circuits, and is ready for that all important detail,

the recharging of his chest device.

If the chameleon and Craven strike again tonight,

I'm going to be ready for them.

Oh, a red alert from Pepper's office.

She wants me and fast.

But for a red alert, Iron Man may be the better choice.

Mr. Stark sent me, Pepper.

What's wrong?

It's Captain America.

Cap! You've been hurt.

What happened?

The chameleon.

He and his men waylaid me.

Then before I could make a move, he drew a gun that shot a strange vapor.

I went out like a light.

And when I recovered, I leaped for a drain pipe

on a building across the alley.

Their shots chewed all around me.

I got out of there fast, but my guess is, they think they got me.

I'll take care of the chameleon.

At least now I won't have to search for him.

Iron Man's jet-propelled boots hurl him toward Avenger headquarters.

Iron Man, take off the disguise, chameleon.

What's this cocky game all about anyway?

Or have you flipped your lid?

I'm calling your blust, chameleon, now.

Iron Man, it's me, Captain America.

Look, it's as if he really believes he's Captain America.

For the more reason, he must be stopped.

Oh, no, you don't.

This smoke bomb will slow you down.

Your smoke trick won't work, chameleon.

Oh, no, my power.

I never did get to recharge my chest device.

I've got to get to someplace where I can plug in my extension cord

and recharge an electrical outlet.

Iron Man's only hope, can he find one in time.

At Tony Stark's office, there is a new development.

Pepper, Captain America's gone, to help Iron Man probably.

Oh, dear, if Iron Man doesn't know the real Captain America's coming,

there could be a terrible mistake.

Iron Man, Iron Man, red alert.

Iron Man, where are you?

Please answer.

Sorry, Pepper.

Can't transmit when I'm recharging.

Meanwhile, still on the factory grounds.

Ha, I don't need my Captain America pose now.

It's all working so perfectly.

My clever ruse draws Iron Man away on his false pursuit

of the real Captain America, thinking he's the pretender.

And all this is left without his fearsome protection.

I'll find Stark's new laser and then I'll make

that full craven eat his words.

But meanwhile, the real Captain America is heading for the Stark factory.

I recharged and ready for him this time.

Uh-oh, he's still got that chip on his shoulder.

Perhaps I can lose him by ducking

into this construction supply building.

Iron Man, no, stay back.

I won't fight you.

You can't make me.

You've got to come to your senses, Iron Man.

In the meantime, the chameleon having located Tony Stark's lab

and the magneton laser device just happens to choose an escape route

that takes him through the heavy construction supply building.

Snap out of it.

So, now we're pulling no punches, eh?

According to Mr. Stark's tracer device, Iron Man is in here.

My gosh, what's going on in there?

Oh, no, the chameleon must have Iron Man trapped

in the gravel machine.

This paint gun's no 45, but I'll stop that phony.

No happy, not him.

That Captain America happy, he's stealing something.

Iron Man, you're fighting the real Captain America.

That other one is the chameleon.

He's all yours, Iron Man.

Now what?

The cement mixers, he turned them on.

Iron Man, you get the chameleon.

I'll turn off the machines.

Wrap the magneton, chameleon.

No, but I'll give you a taste of it, tinhead.

My hunter's instincts tell me I should be there to keep an eye

on that double-crossing chameleon.

I'll wipe out a dozen Iron Man if I have to.

Even supermagnetics can't penetrate my force field.

Ah, but I can surround it with a magnetic field so strong,

it will be your death.

No force is strong enough to hold me.

Oh no, the magnetism is so strong.

The whole tank is pulling loose.

Iron Man guns his jets to unbelievable heights of power and--

He's going to use it on us.

No, shoot him down.

You're not getting a chance.

No!

Either start a long swim, chums, or get ready to meet the coast guard.

Things were pretty sick there for a while, Iron Man, but--

Any hard feelings, Cap?

Oh, everything turned out all right.

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

As Iron Man, all jets ablaze, he's tight and slight, but we close the race.

Amazing armor, a blazing power.