Returning to 15 minutes ago, Saber was lying in the sink and once again received an injection of energy liquid. This liquid should be made in some special way as it contains a lot of energy. Even with Saber's current physique, after receiving the injection for 10 seconds, he felt that his whole body was full of strength.
"Well, there should be some kind of stimulant or something in it."
He snorted and put his ear against the wall. The guards outside the door have changed shifts twice since he woke up for the first time. After a while, another half of a cigarette was thrown in. Saber pinched it in his mouth and took a deep breath. In the darkness, he was sure of one thing. There should be no more people outside this cage.
At most, there should be no more than 16 guards!
A red light flashed in his narrowed eyes. When the cigarette burned to the top, he stood up and slammed his left arm against the wall in vain.
"Bang"
A louder vibration than before came. The veteran and the recruit at the door looked at each other and ignored it. Maybe he was in a bad mood after being locked in the cage for 3 years … After all, anyone who was locked up for 3 years and endured this kind of dark days would go crazy.
"Bang"
"Bang"
Three times in a row, each time the steel on the wall was stronger and stronger. The veteran with a cigarette in his mouth looked at the fist mark that appeared on the wall not far behind him, and it became clearer and clearer each time.
"God … this is 150mm thick steel."
The recruit muttered to himself. He also saw the dent in the wall. He swallowed, grabbed the communicator and shouted, "There is an abnormality in Monitoring Room 13! Request support! "
A moment later, a group of heavily armed soldiers entered the prison hall, and the increasingly violent sound of smashing the wall and the vibration of the ground also made the desperate mutant children and teenagers in the surrounding cages raise their heads. Some of them directly grabbed the edge of the barbed cage.
In the dim light, more than 30 pairs of eyes stared at the wall that was constantly highlighted with fist marks. That was hope, that was solemn …
But for Saber, this was not a difficult choice. He had stayed in this damn place for too long. He didn't want to stay here anymore. He had to go out. His eyes looked straight into the darkness in front of him, and his fists constantly bombarded the steel plate in front of him.
"Stryker!"
Bang!
"Stryker!"
Bang!
"I'll kill you!"
Bang!
The floor of the prison hall began to vibrate rhythmically, but even if he punched the wall, he still couldn't penetrate it.
This was like the last obstacle, the obstacle to freedom and the other world. How could he be trapped in this small cage like a wild beast? How could he endure being used as a test subject by those bastards?! How could he pretend that nothing had happened after everything that had happened to him?
He was Saber Hawk! He wasn't a pile of mud that anyone could step on!
He had to kill it! No matter the cost!
Behind him, the probe filled with anesthetics and tranquilizers had been activated again, but Saber suddenly turned around and pulled it off from the metal arm. Sparks flew everywhere. He broke the sharp probe one by one, put it beside his hand, and then returned to the wall.
He took a deep breath and mobilized the dormant heat flow in his body. He was calling for the power contained in his body. He longed for it. He had never longed for it so much!
"Come out … come out and help your master!"
He took a deep breath and muttered to himself. There was no movement. 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds.
Boom!
Like a volcano that had been ignited, boiling magma flowed from his abdomen to his limbs. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of hot, rotten blood. It had been a long time since he felt the power that made his body feel like it was about to explode.
"That's it … baby, that's it!"
Bang!
A sharp metal spike appeared on the periphery of the wall, startling the soldier who was observing this scene. But before he could retreat, another protrusion protruded out of the wall with a bang.
Bang!
For the third time, Saber clenched his teeth, endured the burning pain in his body, and punched out with both his fists.
"Bastard! How can I … fall … in this place! Break … for me! "
Boom!
The entire prison hall "jumped" at this moment, and a large lump of twisted steel flew out horizontally, directly smashing into the three soldiers in front of him who were caught off guard. They looked back blankly. On the wall that was impossible to break, a hole that was large enough to allow an adult to pass through appeared on the original wall. Under the dim light, dust flew everywhere, as if some kind of cannonball had smashed through the wall.
A tall figure stood in the middle of it, still maintaining his punching posture. Under the light, he was like a devil that crawled out of hell, especially in the darkness outside the light. He breathed deeply and slowly straightened his body.
He took a step forward, and the soldiers who were in a circle and armed with guns uniformly took a step back. Even if they were wearing full-body helmets, even if they were holding weapons that could destroy a village, they were still … afraid.
Saber lifted his eyelids and glanced at the soldiers in front of him. After seeing the uniform symbol on their military uniforms, an uncontrollable anger burned in his heart. After absorbing a small amount of Viktor's ability, he was controlled by Beast Perception once. Now, his self-healing ability was almost entirely from Viktor, so naturally, he could imagine the power of Beast Perception.
He didn't even think about it, and his completely naked body pounced forward at this moment. In the eyes of the soldiers, he was like an afterimage. After his strength broke through some kind of limit, according to the vision and speed of a normal person, it was really difficult to catch such a fast movement.
Poof!
His body appeared behind a soldier who was caught off guard, and the hollow needle in his hand pierced through the soldier's back. He then wiped the soldier's arm, and a black military knife jumped into his hand. Saber narrowed his eyes, and the red light in his eyes, the twisted killing intent and smile on his face made the soldiers who were facing him tremble. He pulled the trigger, and it was like a switch. At this moment, the remaining 11 soldiers pulled the trigger at the same time.
But … no one hit him, as if he had disappeared!
"Oh my god! Above! He's above! "
Screams rang out, and everyone raised their heads, and what they saw was Saber, who was holding the hollow needle and the black dagger, jumping from the top of the wall into the dense crowd.
Poof!
Blood splattered everywhere, and minced meat flew everywhere. When a mutated human with an A or even S grade self-healing ability lost his mind and went crazy like this, it was like being in a bloody slaughterhouse. The veteran dragged the new soldier and staggered out of the tunnel at the back, but the veteran didn't even look back. The new soldier was after all young, and seeing his comrades being slaughtered one by one, he pulled out his gun and wanted to rush back, but in the next moment, the blood-red shadow rushed towards them.
Behind him was a slaughterhouse ruled by death and blood, and some of the mutated children who were close to him even vomited.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The new soldier saw the killing god rushing towards him, and he held the gun with both hands, and fired five consecutive shots. But Saber, who was controlled by the Beast Perception, was like a real cat hunting for its prey. He ran wildly on the cages on both sides of the tunnel, and after a few leaps, he stood in front of the new soldier. His eyes shone with a cruel and merciless killing intent, and the corner of his mouth curved into a sinister smile, and the dagger in his hand ruthlessly stabbed down.
Poof!
The new soldier closed his eyes in horror at the moment the blade fell, but when a smear of warm blood splashed on his face, he couldn't help but open his eyes. He saw the veteran holding the falling blade with both hands. If it weren't for the tough tactical gloves he was wearing, he was afraid that under Saber's immense strength, all ten of his fingers would have been broken. But even so, his hands were considered to be crippled.
"Do … do you want to smoke?"
The veteran endured the pain and said with difficulty to Saber, who had stopped in front of him, "Let us go … I beg you."
"Huff … Huff … Huff …"
Seiber's breathing quickened. The smell of blood in the prison hall was provoking his senses. The desire to destroy was driving him to tear the idiot in front of him into pieces. But in the end, he took a deep breath and let go of the sword. He let the veteran fall to the ground and was held in the new recruit's arms. The two of them looked at him with a horrifying gaze. The new recruit bent down and took out a box of cigarettes from the veteran's pocket. Then, he lit it up like he had done it before.
"Fufu …"
He squatted there and patted the veteran on the shoulder, "Thank you for the cigarettes, man, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long … By the way, look at me now, I can't just walk out naked …"
He flicked the ash in his hand, and in the smoke, he glanced at the frightened recruit.
"I think you understand what I mean?"
Half a minute later, Seiber patted the black trousers with satisfaction. He was also wearing a black singlet. He squatted down and tied the laces of the fitting military boots. On the other side, the new recruit who had lost his trousers and shirt quickly disappeared at the edge of the tunnel with the help of the veteran.
"Hiss … Damn it, who can tell me what happened? Answer quickly! "
Hearing this voice, Saber's expression turned cold. He turned around, found the communicator in the pile of disgusting flesh, and twisted it.
"Hehe … Stryker, thank you for your hospitality … cough cough"
Saber turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. Only then did he feel a little better in his stomach. He coughed lightly.
"Let's play a game."
His voice suddenly became low and hoarse at this moment.
"You know what? 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!"
"Crack"
The communicator in Saber's hand was directly crushed. He threw it aside, put on the coat, and was about to leave. At this moment, a small voice sounded behind him.
"Sir …"
"Hmm?"
Saber turned his head, tilted his head, and looked at the child who was lying on the railing with his hands full of blood. After a long time of drawing blood and being frightened, he looked so thin and weak. His face was full of stains, but Saber could barely see that the child was about 15.6 years old. He was yellow, had gray hair, and was quite tall.
"What's the matter, child?"
He asked, and the child said loudly,
"Can you, can you save my sister! Please, she … she can't hold on any longer! "
Only then did Saber notice that in the cage next to the cage, there was a thin and weak girl. She seemed to have fainted, but Saber did not immediately open the cage. He narrowed his eyes, and a red light flashed in his eyes, scaring the boy a step back.
But Saber squatted down, and he asked with interest,
"Why don't you beg me to save all of you? You see, I'm also a mutant. Maybe I'll be kind and save all of you. "
The boy seemed to see hope. He took a step towards Saber, knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and said sincerely,
"Father told us … in the face of hope, we shouldn't ask for too much. I will rely on my own strength to escape, or die here. But my sister, she … she's innocent."
"Oh?"
Saber laughed. In the dim light, he laughed like an old cat.
"Why? Why are you so confident that you can escape? I don't think you can even last a month. "
"Because my parents died in their hands!"
The boy raised his head, and there were two streaks of tears on his dirty face. Probably not wanting to show weakness in front of Saber, he hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "My parents' death must be avenged! It's either their blood or mine. "
Saber saw a trace of ferocity on the boy's face. He took a deep breath.
"What's your name, boy?"
"Santals Ferguson, that's my sister, Clarice Ferguson! I beg you, sir, save her! "
Saber stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his pants with both hands. He whispered playfully.
"I'll never meddle in other people's business to help someone who has nothing to do with me …"
There was a trace of disappointment on Santals' face, but in the next moment, Saber's voice suddenly rose. His gaze swept across the more than 20 cages in front of him. He saw those pleading or fearful eyes.
"So you have to fight for your own lives! Each of you has to kill an enemy, or I'll lock you back in. Cowards who don't even dare to kill will die outside sooner or later … I'm going to take revenge on Stryker now. Who of you is coming with me? "
"Me! Sir, take me with you! "
Santals grabbed the barbed railing and shouted, "Take me with you, sir! I can kill two, no, I can kill three! I can't wait to kill them all! "
"Very well, we have our first volunteer …"
Saber stretched out his hand, grabbed Santals' cage lock, and pulled it out fiercely. The sparkling lock was directly twisted off. The thin Santals walked out, picked up an assault rifle from the ground, and followed closely behind Saber.
"So, who else? Raise your hands and let me see if you still have the courage to live in death. "
Swoosh!
A whole stretch of outstretched hands, maybe dirty, maybe with bloodstains, maybe with traces of being whipped, but in the end, they were not a bunch of trash.
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