The "Weapon X" plan was a countermeasure strategic plan adopted by the old guys who had experienced the baptism of the Cold War thinking against the threat of mutants.
Its core was still the same old thing from the Cold War, and there was nothing new about it. No matter how you look at it, it was like what Hitler did to the Jews in the past. It was the typical crazy behavior of the mutant threat.
The person who originally proposed this weapon plan was Stryker, who had the deepest hatred for mutants. He intended to gather many high-quality abilities of mutants and create a "destroyer" that was completely obedient and commanded to fight against the threat of the mutant society that had been united in recent years.
But frankly speaking, this plan was difficult at the beginning because the ability of mutants was determined by a small segment on a gene fragment, and the length of this gene fragment was limited, so the ability it could accommodate was also limited. Many times, once a problem at the genetic level occurs, it will cause the body of a great test subject to collapse in an instant.
Scientists of this era knew too little about the secrets of genes. More often than not, Stryker had to rely on "guessing" and "guessing" to carry out the plan, resulting in extremely low efficiency.
However, in the three years since Test Subject 13 was sent to the base, Weapon X had been progressing at a crazy speed ten times faster than before. The scientists here had developed three sets of systems that could be said to be perfect. There were even a few experimental products that had been completed at the elementary level.
All of this was due to the special ability of experimental subject No. 13.
"But this is at the cost of consuming the sustainable use of experimental subject No. 13!"
A bearded scientist with heavy glasses slammed the plan in his hand on the table in front of Stryker and said angrily.
"I don't agree with this kind of rough experimental arrangement!"
"In the past three years, we have carried out 27 sets of gene transplants on him and summarized three sets of ability matching tables, but now his genetic chain has entered the stage of collapse in advance because of the heavy load. He is just an ordinary mutant. He doesn't have such a strong self-healing ability. This time, you have arranged for the forced implantation of as many as 6 gene fragments … If it is really carried out, he will die in less than a month due to the collapse of his genes!"
The scientist looked like a stubborn person. He ignored his identity and roared at the supreme commander of the base.
"It's not worth it. We can still repair his genetic chain. With his ability, we can create a more perfect test subject!"
He was panting. For a 60-year-old man, such excitement was rare. He slowed his rapid breathing. He sat in the chair opposite Stryker and whispered.
"This … is inhumane!"
"Humanity?"
Stryker snorted. He took out a cigar and cut off the tail with a cigar cutter. The cold soldier's movements were elegant, but his words were extremely cold.
"You're talking to me about humanity? Professor Hawkins, in the past five years, 17 test subjects have died on your lab bench. Your hands are already stained with blood. Besides, who was responsible for the 27 gene transplants on Test Subject 13? "
He held the cigar in his mouth, and his cold gaze fell on the professor in front of him.
"Who was it that turned a healthy person into a twisted monster driven by a fanatical desire for research? Is it me? "
Professor Hawkins didn't say a word, but his face was already red. Stryker still didn't let him go. He continued.
"And who suggested that I transplant the super self-healing gene on him so that your cruel experiment can continue?"
"Come on, you're no different from me, professor. We're both executioners!"
The general took a deep breath of smoke and then slowly exhaled. He stood up, walked to the trembling professor, and patted him gently on the shoulder as if to comfort him.
"Do you know why I didn't agree to inject the super self-healing gene on Test Subject 13?"
"Because we can't control him. In fact, if we really count it, he, who has the ability to devour, is the perfect model for the Weapon X project. But as you can see, our experiments to implant an electronic chip in him to control his thinking have all failed. We can't control him. He's a dangerous existence."
Professor Hawkins retorted.
"We can try more advanced control methods... We don't need to destroy him like this, you know? General, he's a miracle born among mutants. I've never seen such a wonderful ability to interpret Darwin's theory of evolution so realistically. His existence itself is the perfect embodiment of evolution! We can't just destroy him like this! "
"Huh? Miracle? "
Stryker stood up and walked to the other side. He picked up the document on the table and flipped through it.
"A miracle that can't be controlled, I'd rather not have it. If he breaks free from the shackles, the first thing he'll do is to break your neck and mine! Also, professor, don't think I don't know what you've been doing for the past three years! "
He turned around and looked at the fidgety Professor Hawkins with a cold expression.
"Devour. Test Subject 13's ability to fuse and evolve instinctively. This is the best petri dish. You only need to implant a number of X gene fragments into his body at one time, and then provide him with enough energy. Relying on the effect of the devouring ability itself and a period of cultivation, it's easy to distinguish which abilities can be combined and which will lead to gene collapse."
"This kind of boring work, even a child who knows how to use permutation and combination algorithms can easily complete it. Hawkins, think about your family, think about your poor grandchildren. You told me that you can give up everything for them. That's why I summoned you here! "
"Bang!"
Stryker threw a pistol on the table, startling Professor Hawkins. He leaned over and whispered in the professor's ear.
"I didn't invite you here to see you plead for a mutant bastard! You're not a necessity here. Your value is not even more important than Test Subject 13 itself. If you don't want to do it, I can find someone to replace you at any time, and your wish won't come true! You bastard! "
"Go prepare for the experiment now! This will be the last experiment of Test Subject 13, and then we'll bury him! The new test subject has been sent over. I want you to prepare it for me within a month. I'll take it to New York. Whether this plan can still be carried out depends on this demonstration! Do you understand? "
"Well, if you insist!"
Professor Hawkins adjusted his collar indifferently and strode out. Stryker looked at the old man's back, and his narrowed eyes were full of cold murderous intent. But after a few minutes, when he calmed down, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed.
"Jamie … Boshkin's treatment will begin soon, but what about the thing I want to see?"
The whistling of the wind could be heard from the other side of the phone, and Jamie's voice sounded with difficulty. "General Stryker, I have found the base again, and I have figured out the rules of its door opening, and I have drawn a detailed blueprint! I am now rushing back to Canada. As long as my brother recovers, I will do what I say! "
"Hmph … I hope so."
Stryker snorted coldly. He pondered for a moment and said to Jamie, who was trudging through the ice and snow on the other end of Siberia.
"You and Yuriko come back as soon as possible. After I deal with the things here, I will go to Siberia with you. Jamie, you better not lie to me, otherwise …"
On the other side, Professor Hawkins had prepared the test bench. After a complicated, completely computer-controlled robotic arm movement, a heavy box made of steel, like a coffin, was lowered from the top of the laboratory. The professor used his white-gloved left hand to enter a 17-digit password on the joystick. The next moment, with the sound of gears rotating, the giant steel coffin was slowly opened.
Almost every corner of its body was wrapped in black chains. It was the famous Experimental Body No. 13 in this base.
The genetic collapse caused by long-term genetic experiments was a terrible result. In addition to his internal organs beginning to rot, what was even more terrible was his appearance, which had been completely distorted. Except for the original Saber's shadow on his face, the skin all over his body had cracked, and black blood flowed out. There was also a skeleton-like left arm, and a right arm that was as thick as his body, but like a twisted octopus tentacle. His legs were severely distorted, and when his eyes opened, only two dark red light could be seen.
He was like a monster crawling out of hell!
"Ahem, Professor … I'm dying, right?"
Saber turned his head. His swollen face was expressionless, but any assistant who saw his eyes would turn their faces away in fear. Only Professor Hawkins could barely look him in the eyes. He looked at Saber, who was twisted like a monster, as if he had seen a precious treasure. He whispered comfortingly in a low voice.
"Don't worry, 13. This time, we are curing your genetic collapse. You will get better."
"Haha."
Saber's eyes narrowed. He had long been familiar with the structure of this laboratory. He smiled. In this broken body, a tearing pain accompanied by a powerful force emerged from his body.
The veins in his eyes were so bloodshot that they seemed to have solidified, as if they were real blood eyes.
Professor Hawkins, who felt something was wrong, stepped back. The next moment, the black chains wrapped around Saber's body suddenly tightened, and then made a clicking sound.
"Quick! Inject the sedative! Quick! "
Professor Hawkins shouted. The next moment, four thick, elephant-like syringes appeared above Saber's body and fell down, but at the same time, the chains wrapped around his tentacle-like right arm had broken. The tentacles, which looked like octopus claws, slapped wildly on the outer layer of tempered glass.
"You lied to me! You lied to me! "
"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! "
"Roar!"
After only three times, cracks appeared on the glass that could block bullets. Black, extendable claws with black scales pierced through the broken glass and swept around the laboratory. An assistant was caught off guard, and with just a little force, the assistant's body was directly torn apart. Minced meat and blood splattered everywhere, turning the laboratory into a ghost town.
"13 broke free from the shackles! Super strong sedative! Quick! "
Professor Hawkins' trembling voice sounded. The roaring tentacles that stirred up everything around them had torn four people apart. It opened in front of Professor Hawkins, like an octopus opening its tentacles and sharp teeth in the sea. It was less than three meters away from twisting his old head directly.
But at this moment, the sedative took effect. Seiber's roar and his waving tentacles went limp. Professor Hawkins escaped with his life, but he also went limp on the ground. Stryker, who rushed over after hearing the news, didn't even look at the minced meat and disgusting blood on the ground, as well as the broken limbs.
He looked around. The six blood samples that were waiting to be stripped of the serum in the high-speed centrifuge were still intact, and the instrument for the injection program was not damaged. 13's appearance looked ferocious, but in fact, because of the genetic collapse, his threat has been reduced to a minimum. The general breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at Professor Hawkins, who was scared out of his wits, stepped forward, and personally twisted the centrifuge. The carefully selected six types of blood extracted from different mutants began to rotate rapidly, separating the most precious serum from the blood.
He watched as the serum injected into six different syringes was ready. Stryker straightened his clothes and announced indifferently.
"Continue the experiment!"
Among the broken limbs and flesh that he didn't look at, some glass fragments of test tubes were mixed in the blood. If he could put them together, he would get five complete fragments of blood test tubes, but now … no one cared about this.
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