160 Transfers
In the morning, Natasha wakes up from her sleep without the need for an alarm clock to ring for a long time.
She opened her eyes, but instead of getting out of bed as quickly as usual, she lay down in the warm quilt for a moment and enjoyed the feeling of comfort, then lifted her curvy upper body to light herself a lady's cigarette.
The mist rose and the smell of tobacco circulated in the alveoli, and by this self-anesthesia, her nerves were soothed, and the tiresome sight of the dream dissipated completely.
At some point, sleep became a torment for her, perhaps too much in the long life of the female agent, and there were always ghosts with teeth and claws trying to return from hell to cause trouble in front of her.
After smoking a cigarette, she made a decision to dress up according to the person's advice.
Dozens of minutes later, she came to the headquarters building wearing a dress.
"Natasha?" The eyes of the men who passed by her were amazed.
“!” Same-sex private is, of course, another view.
Natasha's face was like frost, but she was secretly a little proud in her heart, and this good mood continued until she walked into the detention room and saw that the otherwise heavily guarded room was empty.
Some staff members were busy disassembling equipment next door, and without that guy, the detention room needed to be refurbished.
"Your mission is over, and the above have transferred him to a new prison." Commander Hill appeared next to Natasha at some point, and under Hill's gaze, the fire in Natasha's eyes flickered for a while and gradually extinguished, and when its light and heat were all gone, the woman in front of her turned back into a terrifying female agent.
Eric was now being transferred to a secret prison in the company of two acquaintances.
His eyes were covered, and all he could see was darkness. In the middle of the journey, for the sake of safety, he changed trains twice, and the transport vehicle carried him around in circles to avoid exposing the prison site to the eyes of those who care. Although the other party had done so well, the hidden force field in the air still told him where he was, and when the car stopped, not only did they not go west and go deep inside.6 Instead, it headed east into the Adirondack Mountains near New York.
"Hi, Eric." The blindfold is removed, and a chubby Stryker appears in front of Eric with a happy smile, and behind him is his most loyal assistant.
"Hello, William." Eric, as if he had just woken up, lazily said hello to Stryker, but let go of Warren behind him, which made Stryker's number one loyal dog secretly relieved.
"You're finally in my hands." Stryker bent down and patted Eric on the cheek, and now he had finally waited for the day to raise his eyebrows.
"You think I was captured by you?" Eric raised an eyebrow, and Stryker couldn't help but spread his hands.
"It's all the same. Eric, it's all the same. Stryker smiled and led him deeper and deeper into the base, and through the scenery on both sides, Eric recognized that this was the place where the Wanda siblings were rescued.
He glanced at Warren, Christina's father had been keeping a straight face.
The people here had been able to relieve the pressure they had put on Stryker after he was imprisoned, but now they had thrown themselves into the arms of the enemy under Stryker's leadership.
"Why did you do that, William?" Eric asked Stryker casually.
"Two reasons." Stryker cocked up his fingers. "One is out of my original desire, and the other is to stop you from destroying human society."
His words made Eric laugh.
"Come on. That's the old Stryker, tell me what you think now. ”
"Well, I can't hide it from you, Eric, it's your own fault." Stryker pretended to sigh.
"How?" Eric was curious.
"You've let me down. Originally, I thought that my life was going to be pathetic at your mercy, although I was unwilling, I was indeed ready to accept fate, but at this time you showed a flaw. You failed to carry out your power throughout, and you gave me a reason to betray. I have no reason to bury you, and now that I am free, I am one step closer to my goal. You should be happy for me. Stryker was relieved, as if he had no responsibility.
Eric smiled slightly, but did not object: "Makes sense, William." I'm glad to see that you're so energetic right now. You've always been a powerful dog in my hands, I forgive you for your stupidity, and I hope you'll be so happy the next time we see each other. ”
There was a faint sarcasm in his words that made Stryker feel very uneasy.
"Next time, do you think you can get past my palm?" As the lights grew brighter and clearer with the transparent chamber in front of him, Stryker finally stopped hiding his hideous face and walked up to Eric fiercely.
"I'm sorry, but you didn't count that." Eric turned his head sideways and smiled as he gestured to the side of the room, and Stryker followed his line of sight, where his former boss, the dwarf scientist Trask, was looking coldly.
The two men have a deep feud, Stryker once fell into trouble with his old boss in the most difficult times, and Trask always wanted to repay his kindness, but now they belong to the same force, but Stryker's importance is far behind that of the dwarf scientists, so he is quickly taken to the outskirts of the base by armed guards.
With no one to bother, Trask can finally perform his most beloved real yàn.
The dwarf was not very sociable, so he took a direct approach to the conversation—a prism probe moved over Eric under the control of a robotic arm, and then a thin beam of light shot out and pointed directly at the immobilized human body below.
"It's laser cutting, and it helps us open up your ribcage." Trask admired Eric's body and marveled at the wonder of creation.
Under the force of the high temperature, the metalized skin that was difficult to be damaged by the bullet gradually changed color and cracked, and a faint smell of burning came out.
"Very peculiar cells, you're not like other mutants, at least the guys I know aren't like you. They will undergo various changes, but they will soon return to normal after their abilities subside. ”
"Actually, I'm also worried about it, it's an accident, and I've benefited a lot from it, but it's also a lot of trouble." Through a protective shield, Eric replied truthfully, his tone as if he had nothing to do with life, just evaluating a worn garment.
His attitude was too weird, the dwarf scientist was a little surprised, Trask glanced at the assistant specially assigned to him by the base, the assistant understood what he meant, and hurriedly went down to observe the monitoring equipment, and then made a gesture of peace from a distance.
Trask relieved himself and continued to talk to the people inside while operating the robotic arm.
"I watched the full video of the conflict, and you surprised us, the delay in the drug not working should be related to your special situation, right?" Eric was noncommittal on the subject.
"You hate us?" He asked casually.
The pillar of light penetrated the epidermis and dermis and was advancing through the subcutaneous tissue, and as it penetrated, the sound of Zizi gradually became louder.
"Nope." Trask denied his speculation. "I just feel that humanity needs a common enemy to be freed from the fate of cannibalism."
Eric teased, "You know we're not mutants, that's a malicious code name given to us by the outside world. ”
"Yes, I know. I'll admit you're better than us, but survival is never something that can be decided by comparing the parameters. We have survived in this world for hundreds of thousands of years to get to where we are today, and you want to take away our homeland, and I will not let you succeed. Encountering obstacles in the cut, Trask carefully adjusts his direction while rejecting Eric's views.
"Even if it interrupts the progress of evolution?" Eric asked.
"There will not be only one path to evolution, and we can draw new inspiration from your corpses. You may represent a trend, but evolution is often seen as a shortcoming, not every one of you is powerful, and a successful scientific study must be replicated, and we will produce devices that will perfectly replace you in the future, and the abilities that you are proud of will be used by us, and then it will no longer be out of blood, but the power of science, and humanity will still be human, and you are no longer there. ”
"Like biomimicry?"
"Yes, it's like learning sound waves from bats, electric fish turned on volt batteries, you are bats and electric fish of this era, you can help us enter a new realm. For this purpose, I need your blood, internal organs, and spinal cord. Of course, I know that your abilities are not easy to study, so I will keep you well and wait until the technology advances to a new level, and then my juniors will solve the puzzles that cannot be figured out. Trask said, patting the clear incubator next to him.
"Look at this, it's specifically for storing the brain. Actually, I'm looking forward to your fellow citizens even more. Especially the shape-shifting girl, I miss her so much. ”
His words made Eric's eyes gradually cold, and an invisible force exchanged opinions with him in the air, but he needed to endure for a while longer.
"Who was involved in your research?" Eric asked, squinting.
"Everyone." Trask finally cut open the subcutaneous tissue, and he stopped his robotic arm and carefully used the miniature camera to take first-hand information from all angles. "Almost all the top companies have been invited, and no one wants to miss out on studying this precious specimen of yours except the playboy of Stark Industries, whose sacrifice will usher humanity into a new era."
"Then whatever I do in the future, there will be a reason." Eric chuckled under his breath.
"What did you say?" Trask looked up, he hadn't heard clearly.
"Nothing, I'd say it was a real bonus." Through the glass, the people inside the operating table and the scientists looked at each other. (To be continued!)
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