"This is a topographical map of the dam, and this is the spillway.
See the changes in density on the ground? Those are tire tracks." Storm stood before the three-dimensional projection, carefully explaining the base's layout to everyone.
"That's the entrance."
"This image shows the thickness of the ice covering the ground. This is the most recent water flow activity there."
"If we go in, Stryker will flood the place," Jean said.
"I'll go!" Logan volunteered. "Stryker won't let me die."
"Wolverine, whoever goes in has to know how to operate the spillway controls," Magneto said. "What are you going to do? Scratch at them with your metal claws?"
"I'm willing to take the risk."
"But I'm not." Magneto turned to Mystique.
Mystique immediately understood and transformed into Logan.
"Sir." In the base's control room, a soldier noticed an extra man on the surveillance screen. "Someone has entered the spillway."
Stryker strode quickly to the console and saw a particularly familiar figure.
"Flood it."
"Wait." Stryker hurriedly stopped him. Watching Wolverine shout his name on the screen, the corners of his mouth curled up. "Look who's come home."
Before long, a door suddenly opened in the inner wall of the spillway, and several armed soldiers emerged.
"Move and you die."
Wolverine cooperatively raised his hands, let them put shackles on him, and followed them through the opened gate.
Stryker jogged over to welcome his old friend.
But the moment he saw the scene, his expression darkened. "A counterfeit of my work. I can tell at a glance.
Seal this area. Eliminate it."
"Seal this area! Move aside!" The sergeant immediately gave the order, pulling out his pistol and preparing to fire.
Wolverine instantly turned into Mystique. She easily broke free of the shackles, kicked down the two soldiers escorting