Not long after Butcher left with Soldier Boy.
Outside the secret laboratory.
A black armored van bearing the Vought International logo drove up from the end of the street and stopped outside the dilapidated secret laboratory.
Whoosh-
The door slid open.
Before anyone appeared, gun barrels emerged.
More than a dozen well-equipped agents in black bulletproof vests and goggles stepped out of the van in orderly succession, guns raised. Once on the ground, they quickly spread out in a fan formation.
Soon, their lines of fire covered every corner nearby, and they cleared and secured the entire area.
"Area secured. All clear."
Once safety was confirmed, the last person in the vehicle stepped out.
This man wore no goggles, revealing a face covered in scars.
He raised a hand and gently pressed the earpiece beside his ear.
"CEO, I've reached the target location. Preparing to begin the next phase of the mission."
With that, he beckoned for the others to follow.
This squad served Edgar alone, handling matters for him that could never see the light of day.
The group cautiously approached the laboratory entrance, which had been forced open.
The man in the lead did not rush inside. Instead, he pressed himself close to the doorway and turned his head to look in.
The next instant, his pupils abruptly contracted.
Even an agent like him, accustomed to bloody scenes, could not help being startled by the state of the interior.
A wide, deep gouge stretched across an entire wall, its edges still blackened by intense heat.
Incomplete human bodies lay scattered across the floor. Judging by their tattered uniforms, they were probably the laboratory's security personnel.
The room reeked of roasted meat and char.
He raised his hand again and activated his headset.
"The destination has been breached. The