Stryker's secret base is built beneath Lake Al Cali, with the entrance in the floodway of the levee, and the reason why it is located in this dangerous place is to prevent an invasion one day, if that happens, Stryker can open the floodgates and release the water, and use the 10,000-ton flood to crush the enemy to pieces---- but this is ideal. If the ideal state can be realized as scheduled, then there is no need for the word "accident" in the world.

In fact, this is only the last line of defense against mutants with various abilities, and his best defense is to hide himself, if he can't be as invisible as an invisible man, but also to burrow deep like a mole, and carefully eliminate his traces of entry and exit, and also to get as far away from the crowd as possible, lest a rumor or a look with ulterior motives from the well-wishers around him make his efforts go to waste.

Despite this, this kind of concealment method can only be said to be slightly effective, didn't the professor notice some anomalies in this place before, and asked Logan to come here to investigate? But Logan wasn't a great hunter, and he traveled all the way to the door, but he made a trip in vain.

But for Eric, that's a different story. Thanks to the invisibility potions he got from the story world and his ability to manipulate magnetism, he can easily sneak into the base by simply taking off his clothes and walking around, then turn off the surveillance and open the door to the stunned eyes of the operators, and then his two beautiful assistants can walk into Stryker's private castle with a group of young people.

Just like it is now.

Stryker felt that the door was open for no reason and immediately raised the alarm, mobilizing the entire base to organize a defense, but what was the use? Once the hard shell of his pride is cracked, all that is exposed to the mutants is tender and delicious fat.

"I like the look in your eyes, William." Eric changed his clothes and walked ahead of the house, seeing the crowd gathered and calling the mutant enemy as if he were an old friend.

The soldiers on the opposite side clenched their weapons, despite the absolute superiority in numbers, they had no sense of security, the armed personnel here were all Stryker's direct subordinates, who had dealt with mutants for many years, and they had a deep understanding of the power of mutants, and a considerable number of them had participated in the last academy raid, and they had seen Eric's methods, which were not something that ordinary people could defend. Moreover, due to the last defeat, their polymer weapons have also become trophies of the other side, they are expensive to build, and the funds for the base are limited, and the weapons used now are all ordinary metal guns, which means that they are even counterproductive in front of the new Magneto.

No one wants to see a bullet from their gun turn in the air and chase after them.

This realization cleared their minds, and Eric was able to save a lot of effort.

"You won, I admit that I didn't expect you to sneak attack us, but I want to sue you, you mutant miscellaneous can take my life, but you can't take away my career, the army will not give up research, humanity will definitely defeat mutants, you will die sooner or later, sooner or later." Stryker pushed away his loyal men who were covering him, and stepped out and shouted at Eric, who had put his life on the line.

"Don't be like this Stryker, you should be polite as an adult in front of children." Ignoring the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, Eric walked slowly, as haughty and confident as a king patrolling his realm. "I have always believed that the people who know you best are not your relatives or friends, but your enemies, and the more they try to deal with you, the more they value you, and they will spend a lot of time collecting information, studying your habits, analyzing your behavior, understanding your weaknesses, until you are unreservedly stored in their understanding, and then targeted against you. This kind of deep understanding from the enemy is very valuable, especially when I want to teach a group of rookies who don't know the height of the sky, and tell them that the knowledge is obviously not as profound as the lesson that they have experienced firsthand, they need experience but the academy doesn't have the money to hire so many sparring partners, so I thought of you----"

Eric walked around Stryker and pointed at him:

"I thought of you---- William Stryker. I know you have a hand at dealing with mutants, so I came with kindness, and in return for my kindness, I want your trained men to have a practice match with my students, win or lose, friendship first. You're not going to turn me down, are you? ”

If he can burn a person to death with the anger in his eyes, Stryker, who hates mutants to the extreme, must not hesitate to use this ability, but unfortunately he can't, in order to complete the mission, he must temporarily bow to reality, so he can only choose to endure the humiliation and preserve his strength.

After a few words, his men obeyed the order and retreated to their posts, leaving behind a few sturdy-looking sergeants, not all of them tall and strong, but all with resolute expressions.

As professional soldiers, they have overcome their nervousness and fear, and now they are just waiting for the battle to begin.

"It's going to be a practice match, right?" Stryker fights reassurance for his men.

"Of course." Eric assures.

"No serious injuries, no deaths?"

"I value this more than you do."

"So, what are the rules?"

"One-on-one matches, with a maximum of five minutes per match, the winner is decided when the opponent falls to the ground or asks for a stoppage, a tie is awarded, violators are punished, we can only use abilities once in the game, you can use weapons the same way, neither side can make fatal dangerous moves, and my two assistants will guarantee this. We'll leave when the game is over. ”

"Acceptable." Although the rules are not strict, it is not a professional competition, and Stryker thinks about it for a while and thinks it is acceptable, so he agrees.

The contestants from both sides will discuss the order of participation and the response plan on their own, and it will be time for them to appear in the field after a while.

As leaders of both sides, Eric and Stryker are well-informed and don't care much about the game itself, and they stand far on the side.

"How did you get in, Charles did it?" After a moment of silence, Stryker asked, after all, he was already an old man with decades of experience, and instead of being in a disadvantageous situation and needless discouragement from his opponent, it was better to seize the opportunity to make some real efforts. He couldn't think of how the base he had painstakingly managed was open to the enemy without warning, and he had envisioned many situations of being attacked and listed them one by one to formulate a defense plan, but there were always several invasions that he could not deal with, and the one in place was the professor's mind-control zhì.

No one can effectively deal with betrayals from within, and no sturdy fortress can protect undetermined guards.

So when he saw a group of mutants walking in, his first reaction was that Charles was coming, and he had come to take revenge.

What can Eric say, he doesn't like to lie, but the other party wants to associate himself with the professor, and he doesn't seem to need to explain it, secrets are like fine wine, the longer they are kept, the more intoxicating they become.

"You've found a good place, it's quite private, and it's safe enough, if the dam is destroyed, you can even save money to buy a cemetery, you know that real estate is not cheap lately, and the price of burial has increased."

Eric took the conversation away, and Stryker didn't expect an answer, he held back his hatred and continued to ask.

"I believe that today's events are not isolated, you will come again in the future, right, what do you want from me?"

"Okay question, I don't think you make chocolate here, so what do you say I want?" Eric asked rhetorically.

Enraged, Stryker pulled out his gun and shot Eric in the head, his brains and black blood exploding like fireworks, and then trampled his body under his feet...... If he could, Stryker would do it.

"What kind of place are you and I here, this is the property of the military! What do you think I am, I am the United States. Officer! Unable to resist, he can only expose the backer behind him to intimidate his opponent, Stryker is angry, and he feels that his face is burning hot, as an expert on mutant issues, even the Pentagon and the White House have to be humble in this regard, and now he is riding on the head by a young man, which is really a shame.

"How could I forget who you are, you're Stryker, poor wretch." Eric said, looking at him.

"I heard about you, you've dedicated your life to exterminating mutants, but what you didn't expect is that you yourself carry the mutant gene and pass it on to your son. Why don't you want to think about why your son hates you so much, apparently both of you father and son are freaks. ”

"You ......", Stryker was furious, and pounced on Eric's collar, making him angrier than being challenged in the professional field, the carrier of the mutant gene was more angry, and in the heart of a mutant-hating person, it was literally reducing him to rats, cockroaches, and the like.

Eric still doesn't let him go, and continues to provoke his anger.

"Speaking of your son, Jason, I locked him up so that he wouldn't go out and hurt people again. Did your wife tell you when she was alive that your father and son look alike, and every time I see him, I think of you. I have to say, regardless of your respective growth trajectories, you father and son are weirdos, one who treats potential clansmen as enemies, and the other who simply becomes a tool that does not think, and is transformed by your own father to attack your own people. You guys are an eye-opener for me. ”

His wife's death was Stryker's backlash, and he was so stimulated that he wanted to choke Eric's neck, but he was forced to give up because of the blackness in front of his eyes after the blood surged. Eric pulled his collar free and walked to the water cooler next to him to pick up two glasses of water, handing Stryker one to moisten his throat and calm his mind.

After two sips of water and a long gasp, Stryker regained his composure, knowing that he could not deal with Eric, decided not to make futile efforts again, overcoming his uncontrollable anger and frustration with his iron will.

"What the hell do you want? Don't play tricks with me, or you won't get anything. Calm down, Stryker asked.

"I'm going to take some things with me, such as your research materials, which are old and worthless, so you can be generous." Eric said, raising the cup to his lips. "Although we are hostile to each other, there are occasional unanimous positions, and I want to stress again that I am kind to all of us and only see how people choose."

"For example?"

"For example, your empty base, no wailing real body, not enough manpower, full of old equipment and mediocre employees, how long have you not been able to get results, your fame and personal connections in the mutant field alone are not enough to sustain your career, and I think you are not only mutants as opponents, internal competition cannot exist without zài: the occupation of resources, differences in research routes, and personality conflicts, maybe when you focus on research for decades, You've unknowingly blocked the way of a lot of people. And I've also heard that when your old boss Trisk was in prison, the mercenary William Stryker gave him a hard stab and swept away a lot of things, which is why he became Colonel William Stryker---- where did you say he went after he got out of prison, would he thank his old friends for caring about him, but I heard that he was very interested in the technology to fully detect mutant gene carriers. ”

Eric stared at Stryker as he spoke, and Stryker felt a chill in his heart, and he began to feel as if he had fallen into a spider's web, full of tangled soft but sticky knots that he couldn't free no matter how much he struggled.

"You devil." Stryker's face turned blue and white, and it was a long time before he spoke hatefully.

"In return, I've brought you an interesting creature that, as a good researcher, might be something you can learn from." Eric threw the final weight, and he was sure that Stryker had to accept it.

Stryker really couldn't refuse. The military is powerful, but he is far from being the plenipotentiary of the military, and with the X-Men and the Mutant Brotherhood in the hunt, he has struggled to get a new entity that can be used, and research is at an impasse, and the failure of his last venture has made him useless to spend even the last bit of funding. In fact, he has nothing left. If this continues, it may not be long before a civilian officer comes up to him arrogantly and informs him that his department has been abolished! At that time, his career and his life were in a desperate situation, and that was a nightmare that he couldn't accept no matter what.

"You're the most annoying person I've ever met." Stryker muttered that he knew he had to make a choice, and it seemed more plausible to accept Eric's idea than the ulterior desperate plan to assassinate the big man with mutants to get attention.

At least some time can be gained.

Forcing his stomach to swallow the pain in his heart, Stryker threw his head back and drank the water, ending the conversation in a tone of indescribable hatred.

"You're the most annoying person I've ever met!"

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