Blonsky!
Everyone jolted and turned to Ross.
"You actually let him inject something that dangerous? Weren't you afraid he'd lose control completely and become another Hulk? What the hell are you trying to do?"
Banner finally lost his patience and roared at Ross.
"I never gave him that order. He acted on his own..."
Ross looked grim as well. The Blonsky before them-or rather, Abomination-had completely lost control. He was no longer a soldier who followed orders, but a monster that knew only destruction.
"Send every soldier to Harlem! Take down that monster below!"
Feeling the distrustful gazes around him, Ross gritted his teeth and gave the order.
The commotion and casualties from the previous two attempts to capture Hulk had already angered the other military brass. Only his promises about the future of super soldiers had temporarily silenced the calls to remove him.
If another disaster happened this time, his position would be in jeopardy.
Before long, countless tanks and armored vehicles arrived and surrounded Abomination. Soldiers poured fire into him with assault rifles.
Unfortunately, the bullets merely showered sparks off Abomination's body. They couldn't even scratch his skin.
"Ross!"
Instead, the army's actions enraged him. He leaped dozens of meters into the air, crashed into the mass of soldiers, and began slaughtering his former comrades.
Every swing of his fists reduced several soldiers to bloody pulp.
Amid the crowd, Abomination harvested lives in swathes as though reaping wheat.
Ross's expression grew darker and darker.
Watching Abomination rampage through shells and rocket fire as though nothing stood in his way, Hermione felt her soul energy steadily increasing. She felt no pity whatsoever; she only wanted to laugh.
What era did they think this was, still playing with guns and cannons and obsessing over super soldiers?
*It was all about