"Hua Hua Hua"
The propellers of the military helicopter rotated rapidly. This artificial machine that could hover freely like a dragonfly stopped above the dam base. Stryker, who was almost middle-aged, but still had strong arms, walked down from the helicopter's suspension ladder. Logan, who followed him, jumped down directly, like a vigorous beast, and landed on top of the dam.
He looked around blankly, then looked at Stryker.
"This is your new lair?"
"I always have a lot of backup options."
Stryker said without answering the question, then waved at Logan.
"Come with me, everything is ready. Every minute we delay, the madman Victor is one step closer to us."
Hearing this name, Logan's wild face showed a trace of suppressed fury. He fell silent, followed Stryker without saying a word, and walked into the base hidden under the dam. In a place where Logan couldn't see, Stryker sneered.
Sure enough, for a beast, hatred always made him obey more than anything else.
Over the past decade, Logan had been the best warrior under his command. He had a good grasp of Logan's personality and knew what was truly important to him.
He didn't want to waste time. The general of the Department of Defense from Washington was already standing in the secret monitoring room. He didn't want to let the supporter of the "Weapon X" project wait for too long, so after a simple grooming, Logan was arranged to go to the special laboratory.
More than a dozen assistants in white chemical protective suits used a special material gadget to draw black lines on Logan's naked body, like the connecting wires of a circuit. If you looked carefully, you would find that the direction of these lines was almost exactly the same as the lines on the body sent by the saber-toothed tiger a few days ago.
"I don't know why you want to participate in this experiment, young man."
Professor Hawkins was the only person without a chemical protective suit. He wore his own tortoiseshell colored glasses and held an instrument that recorded Logan's body data in his hand. He lowered his voice and said to Logan.
"I hope you can hold on … This may be a terrible pain that you can't imagine in your life!"
"Don't worry, sir."
Logan lay flat on the experiment table, and he replied without squinting, "I have experienced worse and more terrible things than this …"
The electronic pen in Hawkins' hand stopped. Logan's words suddenly reminded him of No. 13, who was undergoing genetic fusion. He shook his head and sighed.
"No, child, you didn't … I wish you good luck."
On the other side, Stryker stood in the house on the side of the test bench. In front of him stood Jamie, who had just returned from Western Georgia, and a very beautiful Asian woman in a black jumpsuit with her hair draped behind her back and a cold expression.
"Where's the blueprint?"
Stryker asked without looking back as he cleaned up his image in the mirror. Jamie took a deep breath. The former mafia boss of Gotham no longer had the slightest temper. He should have been like a soldier, ordered around by Stryker, but because he accidentally found the seriously injured and dying experimental subject No. 13 from Gotham, his status in this base greatly improved.
Stryker even sent his own secret guard, the special existence named Yuriko Koyama, to escort him to Siberia.
But Jamie still had an instinctive fear of Stryker. He took a deep breath, took out a metal scroll-like thing from his arms, and placed it on the desk behind Stryker. He said in a deep voice,
"I did what I promised you … Now, I want to see my brother stand up!"
"Oh, about this …"
A trace of bad luck flashed in Stryker's eyes. He turned around, patted Jamie on the shoulder, and lowered his voice, "I have unfortunate news to tell you … Two years ago, Boshkin was arranged to participate in a genetic experiment. Unfortunately, his experiment failed."
"You!"
Jamie's eyes widened to the extreme at this moment. Before the light of hatred could be emitted, five silver-white slender spikes emerged from his chest. The sharp spikes gently cut the mafia boss's heart into five pieces.
His body collapsed, and his eyes were filled with resentment and hatred. But the fate of the small fry had always been like this. After their secrets were squeezed dry, they always couldn't wait for what they wanted, especially when they were involved in such a complicated and cold matter.
Behind him, the indifferent Yuriko Koyama was like a robot. She retracted her left hand, and the silver-white slender blade retracted back to her fingertips at lightning speed. On the surface, she still looked like a harmless beauty, but the scene just now had exposed her horror.
Stryker looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction. He tilted his head and told Yuriko Koyama, "Clean this place and protect it!"
He strode out, leaving the robot-like Yuriko Koyama standing in the office. At the moment when Stryker didn't notice, there was a trace of struggle in Yuriko Koyama's eyes, but then it returned to calmness.
When Stryker walked into the laboratory, everything in the laboratory was ready. He took a deep breath, strode down the stairs, and came to Logan, who was ready for the experiment and whose limbs were tied to the test bench. He snapped his fingers and attracted Logan's attention to himself.
"You still remember the ore we found in Africa, right? In the past few years when you disappeared, we have studied its characteristics. It is indestructible and unshakable. It is almost the strongest material that exists on this planet. It is called" Adamantium "."
Stryker put his palm on Logan's shoulder and said in a very emotional voice,
"In order to strengthen you, we must first destroy you … You can't kill him alone, and neither can we. Logan, the peaceful life has smoothed your sharpness … In order to deal with him, you must become another kind of existence …"
He looked straight into Logan's eyes.
"You must turn back … into a beast!"
Stryker breathed a sigh of relief, took out a soldier's dog tag from his pocket, and tied it around Logan's neck.
"According to your request, the front is Logan, the back is Wolverine … Well, this nickname is very impressive."
"Let's begin."
Logan closed his eyes, and Stryker smiled with satisfaction. He snapped his fingers at Dr. Hawkins on the second floor, and then took a few steps back. The doctor started the instrument, and a very sci-fi metal arm descended from above. Six hollow probes were aimed at Logan's head, arms, legs, and abdomen. In the container above the probes, there was a silver-white liquid that was constantly rolling. It looked extremely beautiful.
But in fact, the liquid had been heated to thousands of degrees.
Adamantium was a mysterious and special material. Once it cooled down, it could no longer change its shape. It was abnormally hard, and its origin was unknown. It was only produced in a small country in Africa called Wakanda. Fortunately, the natural cooling time of this material was longer than that of ordinary metals, giving the operator enough time to shape it into a new shape.
The metal probe pierced into Logan's body under the drive of great force, and Wolverine let out a low groan. His body sank into the liquid under the test bench at the same time. This was a cooling liquid that could ensure that the Adamantium injected into Logan's body would cool down at the fastest speed.
"This kind of temperature is enough to melt a normal person, and that kind of destructive bone covering is enough to destroy any person's will. Most importantly, this kind of injection has a rejection reaction, and it's not something that any mutant who can heal themselves can accept."
Stryker sat in the monitoring room and explained to the general in military uniform with a cold expression.
"This is also why this experiment has dragged on for five years … As far as the results of our current monitoring are concerned, only Logan can fully tolerate this cruel experiment. Compared to Victor, his cell tolerance and tolerance are stronger, although his strength and agility are completely inferior."
"So he is the final product, Weapon X?"
The old general asked. Stryker shook his head and said mysteriously, "No, Logan is not the final product.
He is just the last part of this plan. The final product will be more powerful than him. What do you think of calling Weapon X "Deadpool"? "
"Hmm … Good name."
The old general's expression was still indifferent, but the light in his eyes made Stryker feel his determination. This kind of soldier who experienced the real Cuban Missile Crisis will never forget the feeling of the world's peace and existence being held in the hands of two mutants.
It was this kind of fear from the heart that allowed Stryker's Weapon X project to proceed smoothly.
"Hmm …"
In the cold liquid, Logan's body trembled violently, allowing the metal liquid of thousands of degrees of temperature to be injected into his body, covering every trace of his bones. Almost every drop of liquid that entered his body would completely destroy the insides of his body, then it would heal in rapid self-healing, and then be destroyed again.
This kind of pain was not inferior to the pain of having his flesh cut open with a knife and the pain of having his bone marrow removed. What was even more terrifying was that during this process, Logan's mind was clear. He was completely enduring this terrible torture, and what made him persevere was his hatred for Victor, as well as those painful memories of the past that were churning in his mind.
When he was a child, that night, how he pierced his father's heart with a bone blade when his beast instincts erupted …
In the cold wilderness with Victor, the two children who weren't even 10 years old relied on each other for survival. They hunted wild beasts to survive.
For the first time, he entered human civilization in a daze, was ridiculed, excluded, and finally exploded.
For the first time, he participated in a war, and witnessed his brothers die one by one in the Battle of Verdun.
In World War II, in the European battlefield, Dunkirk, in the Asian battlefield, he was arrested, and the humiliation of being used by Japanese scientists for experiments.
In the Vietnam War, he and Victor, who were tired of fighting, joined hands to escape, but they were caught again, betraying their identity and glory.
In Africa, under Stryker's orders, those who were harmful to the country were slaughtered …
There was no trace of warmth in his memories until Kayla appeared … That gentle woman used her gentleness to completely melt a piece of ice like him. He thought that he would live happily with Kayla … but she also died, because of his weakness!
Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Intolerable!
This will flourished in Logan's body, allowing him to withstand this terrible torture, but in Professor Hawkins' instrument, all the data was not so simple, and it did not seem to be going so smoothly.
"The body surface temperature is rising rapidly! 150°！ God, the coolant has lost its effect! "
The old professor turned his head and looked to the side. The instrument showed a very chaotic line that was beating. That was Logan's heartbeat.
"210 beats per minute! Damn it! He can't hold on any longer! "
"Can the experiment be stopped?"
Hawkins grabbed the other host next to him and asked loudly. The cold woman glanced at him and shook her head.
"Pray that he can hold on, this experiment … is irreversible!"
"Ding!"
Just as Professor Hawkins turned his head, all the data on the instrument returned to zero at this moment. Logan's body under the water trembled violently, and then he stopped moving.
The atmosphere of dead silence enveloped the entire laboratory at this moment. One second, two seconds, three seconds. The old general, who was watching all this, suddenly relaxed his clenched fists. He looked at Stryker.
"It's a pity that he's dead … Your experiment failed."
Stryker turned a deaf ear. He clutched the railing in front of him tightly, his eyes staring at Logan in the coolant, muttering to himself.
"Damn it! I didn't bring you back from the mountains to watch your humiliating failure! Wake up! Damn it, old man, wake up! Don't forget your hatred! "
"The experiment … has failed."
Professor Hawkins and the cold female professor sighed at the same time, but just as they were about to turn off the instrument, the line that had returned to zero jumped again at this moment.
"Bang bang, bang bang"
It seemed that the whole laboratory could hear the sound of the heart beating again. Stryker laughed wildly.
"Hahahaha, I did it! I did it! "
"Oh, congratulations!"
The old general also had a smile on his face, and he asked cautiously, "But can we control him? When I saw him, I knew he was an unruly guy … "
A mysterious smile appeared on Stryker's face.
"Don't worry, he can't escape!"
"Zero, inject him with a sedative! Get ready to erase his memory! "
Zero, who had been guarding the test bench, nodded, but he didn't notice that Logan's ears moved under the coolant … After the metal was implanted, his hearing seemed to be much better … but he was still in a confused state of having just woken up. Even if he heard it, he couldn't react.
Just as Zero was about to press the button …
"Bang!"
A low muffled sound came from the depths of the base. At this moment, it seemed that the entire base trembled as if something had been broken.
Zero's movements stopped in place. He looked around restlessly. His intuition as a mutant told him that danger … Danger had arrived.
Stryker grabbed the intercom directly and questioned loudly.
"Damn it, who can tell me what happened?"
"Haha … Stryker, thank you for your 3 years of" warm "hospitality. Ahem, let's play a game."
A hoarse voice came into Stryker's ears, making the guy who had been in control of everything stunned. Saber's malicious voice came from the intercom.
"I really want to strangle you, but how can I be happy alone … Come on, play my game, the name of this game is …"
"You run, I kill!"
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