"Charles Xavier, who was born into a wealthy family, studied at Oxford University, graduated with honors, and obtained several doctorates in genetics, biology and psychology, but he is a representative of the elite."

Stryker flipped through the papers, for the two leaders of the mutants, S.H.I.E.L.D. had long investigated them clearly, and these materials detailed the lives and experiences of these people who were considered dangerous targets.

"Unlike another mutant radical, Eric Lansel, Charles Xavier doesn't hate humans, he's a hypocrite who is almost morally perfect, and I don't even need to use guns to deal with this kind of person, he'll naturally fall into the trap."

Out of inner vigilance, Stryker did not elaborate on his plan, but only made an understatement, but took Magneto quite seriously.

The colonel knew that the leader of the Brotherhood had the power to control the magnetic field, modern weaponry, powerful artillery, precision strike missiles, and almost all hot weapons were completely ineffective in front of the other party, even if it was a little bit close to the metal, it was possible to be controlled by Magneto in turn. Reduced to a murder weapon for slaughtering one's own side.

For this reason, the Ministry of Defense has mobilized a batch of polymer weapons manufactured by Stark Industries, no matter how strong Magneto's power is, the other party is only a mortal body after all, once exposed to weapons made of polymer materials, he will still be injured and bleeding, and even die!

In order to win this war to exterminate mutants, Stryker can be said to have made a meticulous plan, and both Professor Charles and Magneto have strategic plans to deal with it.

Even a top strategist like Nick Fury, after hearing Stryker's various methods, couldn't help but sigh that this Mr. Colonel really knows mutants very well, especially Professor Charles, who is the master of the mind, and he seems to be indeed invulnerable, but the other party's soft-heartedness and moral standard have become the Achilles' heel of those who have a heart.

And Magneto, which manipulates the magnetic field and controls metal, as long as it is no longer fighting in the dense urban center, chooses an open area where a small number of metal objects exist, and adopts polymer weapons made of polymer materials, it is not as difficult to deal with as imagined.

Even though the One-Eyed Director doesn't like Stryker's radical ideas, he agrees with the other side - it took thousands of years for humans to evolve to become the masters of this planet, so why do gifted mutants think they can replace us? Is it relying on superpowers like a wild man throwing stones?

Sean, who was listening carefully on the side, couldn't help nodding, it was not for nothing that William Stryker was called the butcher of mutants, no wonder in the original timeline, the two mutant leaders were almost planted in each other's hands, this cold and decisive Mr. Colonel really knows too well the psychology and weaknesses of those mutants.

"Sean Sipers ......" Stryker, who roughly recounted the battle plan, glancing at the dark-haired young man who remained silent, "I have many top scientists on my team, and they have probably dissected more mutants than you've ever seen. ”

"But they definitely can't make Magneto or other mutants lose their superpowers."

Sean smiled gently, he was able to sit in this office and participate in Stryker's defense plan against mutants, in addition to General Rose's recommendation, mainly because Ambrera took over Watsonton's previous experimental project, extracted the serum from the little boy Jimmy, and developed it into a mutant suppression potion, which is the real reason why the military and the White House have great confidence in this war.

Stryker's pupils shrank slightly, and he once again looked seriously at the young man with a faint smile on his lips, overturning his previous simplistic view that he could get a piece of the cake from the fallen Watsonton, who was definitely not as harmless as he seemed on the surface.

Mr. Colonel deeply understands a truth, judging a person's mediocrity or outstanding, first of all, look at the position under his ass, and no one who can climb to the top of the pyramid will be a docile little sheep.

After two hours of lengthy talks, the president approved Stryker's mutant defense plan, and of course, as a good politician, he did not forget to tell the other side to try to avoid unnecessary casualties and reduce the impact of the incident.

Later, Nick Fury said that S.H.I.E.L.D. would do its best to cooperate, and Shaun, who did not have a high sense of presence, naturally nodded in agreement, claiming that Ambrera would prepare enough mutant suppression potions as soon as possible, and Stryker, who was fully supported, was sincerely satisfied.

He knew very well that he was just a pawn in the hands of the big guys, but what did it matter, as long as he could exterminate those damned mutants and eliminate the hatred in his heart, even if he sacrificed everything!

Stryker, who walked out of the White House office, was quickly caught up by Nick Fury, the black director stared at each other and asked in a cold voice, "Do you really want to start a war, Colonel Stryker?" ”

Mr. Colonel, who was vigorous in his steps, restrained the smile on his face and said in an indifferent tone: "I know that you are an excellent soldier, but when you were still the head of the secret service, I was already the commander of the special operation of the Vietnam-South War!" So don't mention war to me, the trumpets have been sounding a long time ago, when they first appeared on the world stage-"

"Cuban Missile Crisis, Paris Peace Summit, Watsendon Building in Manhattan...... Mutants have never disappeared, they have gone from being a plate of scattered sand to two camps, and if we don't give them a severe blow while the mutants have not yet formed a whole, then what will we face? A special race that is independent of the human social system! ”

The eyes behind the glass lenses, as sharp as a falcon, shone with a cold light, and Stryker sneered, "You all think mutants are just a threat? No, they are a powerful bomb that can destroy modern civilization and social systems at any moment! ”

Looking at the figure striding away, Nick Fury sighed in his heart, leave the mutant group of dangerous elements to Stryker, he still has to continue to complete the Avengers plan, first pull Tony Stark's playboy in, and then gradually find a trustworthy target.

The dark-haired young man, known as the genius of New York, walked past Fury and gave a faint smile on the way, and the one-eyed director of the Secret Service Chief, who was the head of the secret service, frowned, the name Sean Zippers he had heard, and who had put him on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s watch list due to the events of the Fantastic Four and Doctor Doom.

After two months of long-term surveillance, according to the report, the young man rarely went out except for staying in Ambrera's laboratory every day, and there was nothing unusual about the phone or Internet messages.

Hair strands and human dander were secretly extracted for sampling, and finally DNA genetic testing showed that everything was normal, and Coulson also consulted with Reed Richards, the leader of the Fantastic Four, who believes that genetic mutation is a probabilistic event, and not everyone who is exposed to the energy storm will undergo abnormal changes.

After some investigation, Nick Fury also dispelled his doubts, withdrew the surveillance team, and continued to focus on Tony Stark.

The one-eyed black man walked out of the White House and looked at Sean as he boarded the car, perhaps out of some kind of intuition of the agent, he always felt that under that young smiling face, there was something hidden that he couldn't see.

Inexplicable thoughts flashed through his mind, and the agent leader thought that maybe it was an occupational illness, and he had repeatedly read the other party's information, except for being involved in a gangster vendetta in high school, there was almost nothing worth noting, and there was no need to keep an eye on it.

Nick Fury looked up at the sky, dark clouds piling up on the horizon like ink, spreading into thick lead-gray clouds that covered the land like a haze.

A rainstorm is about to fall.