Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The "Weapon X" plan is a counter-strategic plan adopted by the old guys of the Ministry of National Defense who have experienced the baptism of the Cold War mentality out of threats to mutants.

To put it bluntly, its core is still the same old thing in the Cold War and nothing new. No matter how it looks, it looks like the kind of thing the Nazis did to the Jews in the past.

At the beginning, this weapon plan was proposed by Stryker, who had some deepest aversion to mutants. He planned to combine the high-quality abilities of many mutants to create a "destroyer" who completely obeyed orders and obeyed commands. , Used to counter the threat of the mutant society who tends to unite in recent years.

But frankly speaking, this project was difficult at first, because the ability of mutants is determined by a small segment of the gene segment, and the length of this gene segment is limited, so the capacity to accommodate is also limited. And in many cases, Once conflicts occur at the genetic level, the body of a great test subject will instantly collapse.

Regarding the secrets of genes, scientists in this era know too little, and more often, Stryker has to rely on two methods of "middle" and "guess" to execute, resulting in extremely low efficiency.

However, in the three years after the experimental body was sent to the base on the 13th, Weapon X has been advancing frantically at 10 times the previous speed. Scientists here have developed three sets of perfect ability matching systems, and even several A preliminary completed test product.

All of this is due to the special ability of Subject 13.

"But this is at the cost of consuming the sustainable use of Subject 13!"

A bearded scientist with heavy lenses threw the plan sheet in his hand on the table in front of Stryker and said angrily,

"I don't agree with this rude experimental arrangement!"

"In the past 3 years, we have performed 27 sets of gene transplantation on him, and summed up three sets of ability matching tables, but now his gene chain has entered the collapse stage because of the heavy load, he is just an ordinary mutant. He does not have that strong self-healing ability. This time you have arranged for the forced implantation of up to 6 gene fragments... If it is really implemented, he will die due to gene collapse in less than a month !"

The scientist looked like a stubborn person. Regardless of his identity, he roared at the top commander of the base.

"It's not worth it, we can still repair his genetic chain, and relying on his ability, we can completely combine a more perfect test product!"

He was out of breath. For a 60-year-old man, such excitement is rare. He slowed his breath, sitting on the chair opposite Stryker, and whispered,

"This... is inhumane!"

"humane?"

Stryker snorted. He took out a cigar and cut the tail with a cigar cutter. This cold soldier's movements were very elegant, but his words were extremely cold.

"You talk to me about humanity? Professor Hawkins, in the past 5 years, 17 test objects have died on your test bench, and your hands have long been covered with blood...not to mention, Test Body No. 13 Who is responsible for the 27 gene transplantation experiments?"

He took a cigar, his sullen eyes fell on the professor in front of him, he whispered,

"Who, driven by fanatical research, turned a healthy person into a twisted monster? Is it me?"

Professor Hawkins didn't say a word, but his face was flushed, but Stryker still didn't let him go. He continued,

"Who suggested that I transplant him a super self-healing gene so that your cruel experiment can continue?"

"Come on, you are no different from me, professor, we are all executioners!"

The general took a deep breath of smoke and then slowly exhaled it. He stood up, walked to the professor who was trembling all over, patted him on the shoulder lightly, as if comforting.

"Do you know why I don't agree to add super self-healing genes to Experiment 13?"

"Because we can't control him... In fact, if you really count,

Professor Hawkins retorted,

"We can try more advanced control methods... We don’t need to just destroy it, you know? General, he is a miracle born among mutants. I’ve never seen such a wonderful ability to bring Darwin His evolutionary interpretation is so realistic... His existence itself is the perfect embodiment of evolution! We can’t just destroy it like this!"

"Huh? A miracle?"

Stryker stood up, walked to the other side, picked up the paper on the table and looked through it.

"A miracle that cannot be controlled, I would rather not... If he breaks free from the shackles, the first one will cut you and my neck abruptly! Also, Professor, don’t think I don’t know the past 3 years. What are you doing!"

He turned around, looking at Professor Hawkins who was fidgeting with a cold expression.

"Swallow... the instinctive fusion evolution ability of Experimental Subject 13 is the best petri dish. You only need to implant several x gene fragments into his body at once, and then supply him with enough energy to rely on The function of phagocytic ability itself and the training for a period of time, it is easy to distinguish which abilities can be combined and which abilities will cause gene collapse."

"This kind of boring job can be done easily even for a child who can use permutation and combination algorithms, Hawkins, think about your family, think about your poor grandchildren? You tell me you can do it for them. Give up everything, that's why I called you here!"

"boom"

Stryker threw a pistol on the table and surprised Professor Hawkins. He leaned down and whispered into the professor's ear.

"I asked you to come, but I didn’t want to watch you intercede with a mutant! You are not a necessity here... Your value is not even more important than that of the test item No. 13 itself... If you don’t want to Fuck, I can find someone to replace you at any time, and your wish will not come true! You bastard!"

"Now go and prepare for the experiment! This will be the last experiment of test item 13 and we will bury him! The new test item has been delivered. I want you to prepare it for me within a month. I Will take it to New York... whether this plan can be carried out, just watch this demo! Do you understand?"

"Well, if you insist!"

Professor Hawkins straightened his collar indifferently, he strode out, and Stryker looked at the old guy’s back, his narrowed eyes were full of cold murderous intent, but a few minutes later, when After he calmed down, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed.

"Jamie... Poshkin's treatment will begin soon, but what do I want to see?"

The whistling wind from the opposite side can be heard from the microphone, and Jamie’s voice sounded with difficulty, "General Stryker, I have found the base again, and I have figured out the rules for opening its doors, and drawn Detailed drawings! I am now rushing back to Canada, as long as my brother recovers, I will do what I say!"

"Huh... I hope so."

Stryker snorted coldly, he pondered for a moment, and said to Jamie, who was trekking in Siberia on the other side of the ice and snow,

"You and Yuriko will come back as quickly as possible. After I have settled the matter here, I will go to Siberia with you, Jamie, you better not lie to me, otherwise..."

On the other side, Professor Hawkins has prepared the test bench. After a complex, fully computer-controlled mechanical arm movement, a heavy box made of steel that looks like a coffin was dropped from the top of the laboratory. With his left hand wearing white gloves, the professor entered a 17-digit code on the manipulator. The next moment, with the sound of gears turning, the giant steel coffin was slowly opened.

The test object, which was almost wrapped around every corner of the body by black chains, was exposed, the well-known test object No. 13 in this base.

The genetic collapse caused by long-term genetic experiments is a terrible result. In addition to his internal organs have begun to decay, what is even more terrifying is that his appearance has been completely distorted. In addition to the face, the original Cyberspace can be seen. In addition to the shadow of his body, the skin of his whole body has been cracked, with black blood, a left arm like a skeleton, and a thick right arm like a twisted octopus tentacles. His legs are already severe. Distorted and deformed, when those eyes were opened, only two eyes emitting dark red light would be seen.

Just like a monster crawling out of hell!

"Ahem, Professor...I'm dying, right?"

Cyber ​​turned his head, there was no expression on the swollen face, but any assistant who saw those eyes would turn away in fear. Only Professor Hawkins could barely stare at him. He looked at the distortion like a monster. Cyber, as if seeing some kind of precious treasure, he comforted in a low voice,

"Don't worry, on the 13th, we are curing your genetic breakdown this time, and you will get better."

"Ha ha"

Cyber's eyes squinted. He was already familiar with the structure of this laboratory. He smiled. In this already tattered body, a tearing pain accompanied by the activation of the powerful The power appeared in his body.

The bloodshot eyes in those eyes were almost connected into substance, just like real blood pupils.

Professor Hawkins, who felt that something was wrong, stepped back. The next moment, the black chain tangled on the surface of Cyber's body suddenly straightened, and then made a creaking sound.

"Quick! Sedatives! Quick!"

Professor Hawkins yelled. The next moment, four thick needles, like the needles used to inject an elephant, emerged from the top of Cyber’s body and fell downward, but at the same time, the chain wrapped around his right arm like a whisker. Having been broken, the tentacles like octopus claws slapped frantically on the surface of the outer tempered glass.

"You lie to me! You lie to me!"

"Kill you! Kill you!"

"Roar!"

Only three times later, there were cracks in the glass that could block bullets. The black, stretchable, black scaled claws pierced the broken glass, swept around the laboratory, and then caught by a surprise assistant. , With just a light effort, his body was directly torn into pieces, and minced meat and blood splashed out, making the laboratory like a ghost.

"No. 13 gets rid of the shackles! Super powerful tranquilizer! Quick!"

Professor Hawkins’ trembling voice sounded, and the tentacles that whizzed to a mess of everything around had shredded four people. It opened before Professor Hawkins’ eyes, like the tentacles and sharp teeth in the ocean. Octopus, with a difference of less than 3 meters, can screw off his old head directly.

But at this moment, the sedative took effect, and the screams of Cyber ​​and the tentacles that he waved around slumped down. Professor Hawkins escaped his life. He also slumped on the ground, and the history came after hearing the news. Trek didn't even look at the ground meat, the disgusting plasma, and the stump.

He looked around and found that the six blood samples waiting to be stripped of the serum in the high-speed centrifuge were still intact, and the instrument for the injection procedure was not damaged. The appearance of No. 13 looked hideous, but in fact, he was threatened by genetic collapse. Having been lowered to the lowest level, the general was relieved. He glanced with disgust at the frightened Professor Hawkins. He stepped forward and twisted the centrifuge with his own hands. The carefully selected 6 types were from different mutants. The withdrawn blood began to rotate rapidly, separating the most precious serum from the blood.

He watched as the serum being injected into 6 different syringes was ready, Stryker straightened his clothes and announced indifferently.

"The experiment continues!"

Among the fragments and pieces of meat he didn't even look at, some test tube glass shards were mixed in the blood. If he could put them together, he would get 5 complete blood test tube shards, but now... No one is paying attention to these anymore.