Bob. Plum. Iger, a former Marine Corps sergeant, is a legendary sniper.

During one mission, he was betrayed by his superiors and his observer was killed, and he fought alone against hundreds of armed men and a helicopter. In the end, he survived, crawling sixteen kilometers through the wilderness of the Middle East on only one remaining left leg.

Bob afterwards. Eagle shot his betrayer boss five hundred meters away with an SVD sniper rifle. Many people doubted him at the time, but there was no hard evidence.

After being discharged from the army, he was admitted to the New York City Veterans Hospital, and he thought that his life would end like this, and in his hospital bed, a magical serum changed his life.

Perhaps because of his strong will, Bob. Eagle was not affected by the parapersonality after being injected with the lizard serum. He defeated this new personality and did not turn into a monster with a hybrid lizard's evil personality.

He was very clever in disguising himself like everyone else, and did not reveal the fact that he still maintained his sanity.

"The weak and ignorant old humans no longer deserve to rule this beautiful planet, and we lizardfolk are more perfect and stronger, and will wipe out all the old humans just as Homo sapiens wiped out Neanderthals."

These newborn lizardfolk quickly showed great social nature. Leading them is Colonel Johnson

Colonel Johnson was a very tall lizardman, more lizard-like than the other lizardmen, with a long snout and black scales, and at the moment he was stepping on the corpse with one foot and encouraging the other lizardmen:

"We need to make more of our compatriots, the stupid Osborne group has the technology to master the lizard serum! We must take it back! Turn New York City into a kingdom that belongs to the lizardmen! ”

The remaining lizardmen let out a maniacal laugh. They picked up the guns used by the Osborne group fighters. Although the lizard-like claws are not very comfortable handling firearms, they are experienced soldiers before being admitted to the veterans' hospital and quickly overcome the difficulties.

"Boom!"

The isolation door, which had been riddled with holes, was finally violently dismantled by them. The lizardmen laughed and rushed into the other rooms of the lab, using their keen sense of smell to find the hidden researchers one by one.

This laboratory, which belongs to the Osborne Group, is often located in Norman. Osborne's instructions were followed by brutal human experimentation. The subjects are usually homeless people caught from the streets, smugglers bought from smugglers.

These researchers, who were confronted with subjects they were at their mercy, were now swordsmen and fish, and their ugliness and weakness were immediately exposed. They fell to their knees and wept bitterly, begging the lizardmen to spare them.

"Look, my fellow citizens, these old humans are such weak and cannibalistic waste!"

Bob. Iger's body trembled slightly, and what he had just seen in the lab was almost a nightmare. The dark side of humanity is so unbearable that even he has been greatly impacted.

The Osborne Group is clearly not the only cross-species gene transplant project. The experiments carried out here are much more quick and savage. The test subject was brutally implanted with the genes of various animals, and turned into ugly monsters. The vast majority of subjects died due to genetic conflicts and immune system disorders, and were dissected and made into specimens and soaked in formalin.

Their semi-animal bodies were sliced open, revealing all sorts of eerie internal organs, and expressions of fear, hatred, or relief remained on their faces.

There were only three successful test subjects, a snake man, a human-snake mixture, a scrawny body, with a gray-haired old man's head and a mouth full of sharp teeth. A cat person, she is more like a cat than a human, her whole body is covered with long ginger hair, bald in some places, her legs are deformed, and it is very difficult to move. The last one is the vulture, who is the most successful, with a snake-like neck against the head of a middle-aged man, and the lower half of his body is indistinguishable from that of a large vulture.

"Click!"

Colonel Johnson clawed through the head of the old man snake. and broke her neck at the cat-man's pleading.

"These despicable losers don't deserve to live in this world!"

It didn't see these poor people as companions at all, even though they were all victims of the Osborne group.

"Rao... Spare me... My daughter is still waiting for me to come home... I can fly... I'm still useful! ”

The vulture flapped its wings, its already bald face full of pleading.

Colonel Johnson hesitated for a moment, then let go of his grip on the vulture's neck.

"I hope you can show enough value, or I'll tear your wings!"

The vultures bowed their bodies and folded their wings to thank Colonel Johnson. He finally survived, tears welling up in his eyes, and two furrows were broken in his filthy face.

"Kill all the rest, let's go."

In the midst of screams and begs for mercy, the head of the lab and the researchers were torn to pieces. A torn head rolled on the ground and hit the glass before stopping, staring at the specimen soaked in formalin.

Colonel Johnson looked up and sniffed the air, a sinister smile on his lizardized face.

"It looks like a lot of new friends are coming, let's go and give them a warm welcome!"

Riot trucks belonging to the Osborne group surrounded the secret laboratory, and armed men armed with all kinds of state-of-the-art weapons streamed out of the vehicles. They were trained to surround the various exits of the secret laboratory, and three of the most elite squads burst into the laboratory from the rooftop, the main entrance, and the second floor.

"Finish out all the lizardfolk as soon as possible, don't let any of them go, kill them all!"

A Navy SEAL veteran served as the commander of these Osborne Group forces.

The location of the lab was somewhat remote, but the previous gunfire still caught the attention of New York City citizens. They had to get rid of all evidence and traces before the NYPD arrived here.

The Osborne Group's connections in the government are not a panacea, and the previous VA hospital incident has made the New York City Police Department very unhappy, and some lawmakers have come forward to challenge the Osborne Group for the sake of votes.

Suddenly, there was a burst of screams and gunfire from inside the lab, and all the Osborne armed men who were on the perimeter to prevent the lizardmen from escaping looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

In their eyes, these lizardmen are just beasts, and no matter how strong they can recover, they will definitely die if they are shot through the head.

A figure suddenly smashed through the outer window of the lab, smashing to the ground from the third floor.

"Poof!"

The armed man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he was broken all over his body.

"Monsters... It's full of monsters... Come on! Run! ”