At the same time, in Stryker's dam base, under the pressure he gave, the researchers had completely abandoned human logic.
Mutants cloning, living Mutants anatomy, Transcendent limb splicing, consciousness enslavement, hybrid gene fusion, mechanized transformation...
In order to meet the requirements of Stryker monster army, and with his absolute resource supply, the things he researched became more and more curious and dangerous, and accidents happened from time to time.
Multiple clones Beast became conscious, causing the death of one researcher and injuries to several others.
The dissected Mutants had the ability to go on a rampage, destroying a laboratory and injuring several people.
Transcendent The splicing of limbs caused organ conflict, and strange fusion of abilities broke out. The frantic experimental subject persisted for several minutes under the soldiers' guns before dying.
The cloned experimental subject who was enslaved to consciousness was unable to understand the commands and successfully became a fool after a period of confusion.
In the transformation experiment that incorporated multiple genes, the subject's genes collapsed and died on the spot because there was no suitable combination of abilities.
The mechanized transformation used a clone of Logan. Although the transformation was successful, the mind of the transformable body was like that of Beast and a baby and could not be controlled.
In short, in order to meet the requirements of Stryker, the researchers did everything possible and used all kinds of evil, cruel and life-defying methods.
In just one or two days, results were really achieved.
"Colonel, this will be our final result, a perfect and powerful killing machine!"
In the blood-stained laboratory, researchers with eyes as fine as spider webs of bloodshot eyes were introducing Stryker. Their eyes were full of pride and madness, with a hint of twinkling.
"Really? I hope you won't disappoint me again!"
Stryker's eyes were also bloodshot, and his tone was full of irritability. In a short period of time, he had been disappointed several times, and this time he also had no hope.
Lady Deathstrike stood beside him with empty eyes. Also standing there was Guevara, who had blue skin and blue tails with the same empty eyes.
"Believe me Colonel, this is our pinnacle!"
The researcher confidently led Stryker to a corner of the laboratory. He didn't care about the weird-colored paste at his feet, and pointed at a naked figure squatting on the ground and chewing something, with a hint of showoff in his tone.
Stryker heard the words and looked over, his eyes swept over the pale skin of the figure, and the huge muscles as hard as iron came into view. He didn't pay attention to the obvious sutures. His eyes passed over the thick iron chains that were firmly embedded in the figure's wrists and ankles, and over the smooth top of his head, he finally saw what he was eating - a dead sheep with even the hair still on it!
"No. 1, look up!"
"Wow~wow~wow~wow~"
The researcher gave an order, and with the harsh friction of the iron chain, the smooth head suddenly lifted up from the tattered belly of the sheep, and a low roar came, like a lion guarding food that had to compromise under the threat of a hyena, and slowly turned around a ferocious face covered with flesh and blood residue.
With cruel crimson eyes, twisted face, constantly flaring noses, a wide mouth that opened to its maximum to reveal sharp, bloody teeth, and scarlet viscous liquid hanging from the corners of the mouth, it looked like a beast ready to pounce on its prey.
Most people would definitely feel disgusted and frightened by this horrific scene, but Stryker, who saw the figure's face clearly, was overjoyed and even grinned. "Hahahahaha... Wow! Wow! Wow! Look at this face, I didn't expect it would be you in the end!"
"Wolverine, you are indeed my most perfect work. Even the monster soldiers I long for most were succeeded in your clone!"
The smile faded, and Stryker's eyes with an invisible sense of oppression were directed towards the researcher who was staring at the beast with a face full of enthusiasm. His voice was hoarse and low. "Tell me, what abilities does he have? Don't tell me that he is just a dangerous Beast?"
The researcher trembled all over, and the enthusiastic expression suddenly solidified on his face. He knew that the moment to decide his fate had arrived.
The many previous disappointments have exhausted Stryker's patience. If he cannot be satisfied this time, the next subject may be the researcher himself.
"Gudong... put... Don't worry, Colonel, you won't be disappointed this time!"
Swallowing nervously, the researcher quickly glanced at Stryker's red eyes. The malice in them made his scalp tingle and even his voice trembled.
"No. 1 is based on the clone of Weapon X, transplanted with the internal organs of soldier Perfect Body Realm, and completely replaced the bones with the highest strength alloy we can find. We also successfully implanted him with Cyclops and teleportation Mutants ability, in order to ensure his defense, we implanted high-strength artificial biological armor under his skin. Finally, in order to be able to control him, we also carried out mechanical and electronic modifications to his brain and implanted a command program to ensure that he will never be able to resist!"
"Colonel, would you like to see him in action...?"
The researcher finished speaking in one breath, without even taking a breath. He became more and more excited as he spoke. He didn't notice Stryker's frozen expression at all. He even asked about actual combat exercises.
It wasn't until Stryker didn't speak for a long time that the researcher realized something was wrong, and his voice suddenly weakened.
Stryker looked at the researcher's lower and lower head with an expressionless face. He didn't know whether he should be happy or surprised, and even felt like laughing. Isn't this similar to the Weapon X he made before?
Not to mention it's a bit superfluous.
At least he doesn't understand the meaning of transplanting Perfect Body Realm soldier's internal organs at all, in order to consume a loyal soldier?
As for the high-strength alloy skeleton? Is it as hard as Adamantium?
Those are all the leftovers from his fun!
High-strength artificial biological armor and mechano-electronic brain modification are completely unnecessary!
Is it because his son's cerebrospinal fluid is not working well?
Or is the self-healing ability of the clone useless?
It's hard to believe that No. 1 can survive the random tossing of the researchers. After a series of cruel experiments such as replacing bones, internal organs, implanting armor, and modifying the brain, it can still successfully integrate Cyclops and the teleportation ability. It is simply an invincible Xiaoqiang!
"I said..."
Stryker's voice was like the roar of an evil spirit, echoing word by word in this corner. "What I need is an army... an army of monsters... an army that can be mass-produced in a steady stream!"
"Instead of... this kind of failed product that has been altered and altered!"
"Look into my eyes!!!"
Stryker grabbed the researcher by the collar and lifted him in front of him. "Tell me, where is my army?!"
"Come on... Colonel... we tried our best, really, we tried our best! Only this kind of Weapon X can succeed. There is no way we can steal the power of the Perfect Body Realm and Transcendent Realm. This is the only thing we can bring out!"
"Crack--!"
The researcher was frightened by Stryker. He was shaking all over. A thick shadow spread on his pants. His voice became sharp due to fear, and then he suddenly choked.
"Click... click... click, click, click..."
The sound of bones breaking and the chewing of flesh and blood could be heard intermittently, and No. 1 pounced on the sheep carcass again.
Lady Deathstrike and Guevara are like dolls without Soul Stone, standing aside with empty eyes, looking at everything in front of them quietly.
The smell of blood, stench, filth... and the suffocating silence.
"Poof!"
Stryker threw away the researcher's limp body and looked at No. 1 Beast's behavior. It was hard to tell whether it was disappointment or something in his eyes. There was even a hint of... satisfaction?