Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"boom"

The yellow wooden gavel fell, and a deep sound spread throughout the solemn and silent military court. There were no other bystanders, no jury, and there were less than 10 judges and stenographers in the huge room. personal.

But including the prisoner in the center of the room, these people are all high-ranking guys, at least in the reorganized Ministry of National Defense, their right to speak is very important, and the reason why they appeared in the midst of their busy schedule Here, apart from the fact that today's matter is really important, another reason is that they are all old brothers who have gone to war together.

The friendship of comrades-in-arms made them unbearable to see an old soldier who was devoted to the country come to a miserable end.

"The court is now open!"

The judge, who was also from the army, glanced at the old general standing in front of the defendant's dock, looked at Rose who looked haggard and had a bandage on his arm, but his body was still as straight as a spear, and he couldn't help sighing. , coughed lightly, and read according to the file in his hand:

"General Thaddeus Ross, the "Ultimate Soldier" project hosted by you has suffered a failure and caused more than 1 billion dollars in damage. Your test product escaped and brought a terrible threat to national security, so you Accused of committing treason, leaking state secrets and 7 other counts, what do you want to say about this?"

General Ross snorted contemptuously:

"I don't need a defense lawyer, and I have nothing to say. If those crazy politicians think my experiment has failed, then let them say it!"

In this special court, the old general spoke with eloquence:

"You only saw the monster, you only saw the experiment go out of control, but the SHIELD investigation report has come out, right? That's not because there is a problem with the experimental process and design parameters, there is a third-party forces in hell deliberately Destroy my experiment!"

The old man nicknamed "General Thunderbolt" naturally had a bad temper. He roared loudly and waved his left hand:

"Instead of chasing down the damn third party, you came to ask me instead. Are you out of your mind?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the judge and the lawyers to speak, General Ross simply turned around, looked at the old comrades in the rear seats, and said loudly:

"And even when the experiment was destroyed, I still made a monster! Yes, that monster is dangerous, but this is enough to prove the potential of my experiment! Give me another chance!"

He lined up on the fence in front of him with one hand, and he emphasized his tone:

"The confrontation of mutants in various places has become the norm. Ordinary police and soldiers can't deal with them who are getting more and more cunning! Look at that damned leader of mutants, Cyber ​​Hawk. He completely puts the interests of mutants above everything else." Above the majesty of the country! The failure of this experiment further proves that within our system, there are also remnants of damned hostile forces, and they are trying to subvert this country!"

"Think about it, the mythical monster has appeared! Ordinary people don't know it, but you all know it! Facing such a covetous force, what should we use to protect our country?"

"Old fellows! Old brothers! Comrades! Generals!"

General Ross's face was flushed, and he was very emotional, which made his voice sharp:

"Just like facing the threat of the Soviet Union back then, we could sneak into Europe and South Asia regardless of life and death! Faced with the current situation, I can still choose to give everything for this country, even if it has been controlled by a group of idiots, but we wear From the day I was in uniform, I had no hope of ending my life safely."

"Give me one more chance! If I fail, no need to say anything, I will end my miserable life myself! If I succeed..."

General Ross gritted his teeth:

"I will hand over all the data and experimental parameters of the Ultimate Soldier Project to the Ministry of Defense!"

If what Ross said before was just selling his feelings, then his last sentence made all the old generals shine. Similar to the very cutting-edge research projects presided over by General Ross, they are often horizontally independent. The highest superior is responsible, and if Ross decides to share the information of the plan, it means that other colleagues can quickly learn from it, and directly use it...

You know, there are at least 7 in the Ministry of National Defense for cutting-edge research on the ultimate soldier, and they are all kept secret from each other. Once a project shares resources, other projects are likely to achieve breakthroughs, so this chip thrown by General Ross is definitely a bargaining chip. Heavyweight.

As for why it is beneficial but everyone is unwilling to share resources... It is very simple, people are selfish, sitting in their position, who would not want to go further? Merit is needed to go further. In the era of peace, this kind of breakthrough in military research is merit!

These old guys with high positions in the Ministry of Defense looked at each other, and finally one of the powerful generals waved his hand, and the judge and stenographer left the courtroom. He rubbed his chin and said slowly:

"Ross, we're all old bastards who got their lives back from the Vietnam War, so I'll be blunt. Your loyalty to the country is unquestionable, but the situation facing the Department of Defense is terrible, especially in the After Cyber ​​Hawk released Stryker's research, our credibility has dropped to an all-time low."

He glanced at General Ross, and he breathed a sigh of relief:

"We can work together to guarantee you and give you a second chance for the experiment, but Ross... from now on, we are all tied to the same boat, and you must guarantee that this experiment will produce results!"

"Otherwise, most of the Ministry of National Defense will be buried with you!"

Another bald old general said, "Are you confident?"

"confidence?"

General Ross reached out to take the cigars handed over by former comrades-in-arms, and he took a deep breath: "I have always been confident! You have also seen the power of Hulk, this is still a failed experiment... If we If it works, how much can we get? Rest assured, guys, I'm confident enough now that the first experiment has proven it works!"

"Good! What do you need?"

General Ross breathed a sigh of relief: "The most important gamma ray generator is only slightly damaged, so I only need a complete laboratory, a group of trustworthy researchers, a smart enough biologist, and a piece of energy that will not be cut off suddenly .”

"What about the experimental materials?"

The general who spoke first asked, "Should we draw soldiers from various elite units?"

"No! No need!"

General Ross shook his head, a trace of stubbornness flashed in his eyes: "I have the best soldiers! And I'm sure he's ready!"

Three hours later, in the intensive care ward of the Army Hospital in New York, General Ross, who had put on his straight military uniform again, walked into the ward accompanied by his secretary. In the room, a person resting on a hospital bed supported by a metal bracket.

General Ross waved his hand. The secretary left the room with the documents in his arms and closed the door. The old general sat aside. He sighed and said in a low voice:

"Stop pretending, Emil...I know you can't sleep."

The soldier on the hospital bed opened his eyes. His face was covered with bandages, and he looked miserable. He asked in a shy voice:

"My squadron..."

"It's gone, it's all gone."

General Ross said in a sad voice: "The entire 35 best soldiers are gone. They were brutally killed by that monster. You are the only one who survived."

"Well"

Colonel Emil clenched his fist, which caused his wound to burst instantly, and the bandage was stained red with blood. He gritted his teeth and whispered:

"I can not be reconciled!"

"I'm not reconciled either!"

General Ross's voice became low: "Soldiers can die on the battlefield, that is glory, and being killed by monsters is a disgrace...Who would be willing? But we still have a chance, Emil, you still have a chance !"

"Um?"

The colonel turned his head to look at the general with difficulty. The latter looked around and said in a low voice:

"The experiment was restarted, I bet everything on this lab, they asked me to choose another person, but I refused, you are the best, I don't need to find anyone else, now the only one The problem is that, in your current situation, to accept the experiment...it is likely to..."

"Will it make me stronger?"

Amir interrupted the general, with indescribable hatred flashing in his eyes, he said loudly: "Will it give me the power to kill that monster? Will it let me avenge my team members?"

General Ross shrugged his shoulders, took out two cigars from his pocket, and helped the patient light them himself. He smoked himself, and said softly:

"Frankly, I don't know..."

"But if you don't try, none of us will know the result. The birth of the Hulk proves that the experiment is feasible. If you succeed, we will immediately set off to destroy the monster. He took my daughter... If you fail You're going to die, and it's hard for me to live, the last fight, win or die, just like what we did on the battlefield in the Middle East."

"We took risks 7 times and succeeded 7 times. This time I have put everything on me. Emile, do you dare to continue betting with me?"

"cough cough"

Emil Bronski struggled to reach out to take off the cigar. Every frame of this action made him suffer extreme pain, but the soldier didn't care at all. He looked at General Ross, and he had been following him since he joined the army. Old boss, he nodded:

"Then help me bet on it too...I'm all in!"

At the same time that Emile Bronski started a crazy adventure with General Thunderbolt, a special screening was also going on in the office of S.H.I.E.L.D. Fury stood in the center of the office and watched the screening conduct.

"According to the results of our communication with the mages of the New York sanctuary, there are two aspects that affect the adaptability of this mysterious force. The first is its own willpower!"

After both Coulson and May resigned from S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury had to select some new agents to act as right-hand men, but he was more accustomed to using old subordinates, so this time the captain of the space carrier presided over the screening. , Unranked Agent Maria Hill.

Once again, the levelless agent does not mean that Maria is good, but it is the best proof of her ability.

Maria wore a pair of glasses, looked at the report in her hand, and said very rigorously:

"Mages regard willpower as soul strength. This statement is very true and appropriate, but we don't have a way to test soul strength now, so we can only choose from those who are engaged in extreme sports. Willpower is excellent among ordinary people!"

"The second thing that affects the fit of power is past experience. From this point of view, agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Power controls the mind."

Hill put down the file, took off his glasses, and said to Fury:

"But even so, I still think that if you have to choose a host, the agent is the most suitable, and the minimum loyalty can be guaranteed."

Fury shrugged. He looked at Hill, playing with the cigar box in his hand:

"You got one thing wrong, Hill, I didn't choose the final carrier... Actually, I also submitted a list of trusted agents to our "Special Forces Advisor", but the final result It is judged by those who are most familiar with this kind of power, mysterious power always has a mysterious way of selection, we laymen only need to do a good job of assistance."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the old cowboy who was sitting in the office leisurely drinking and smoking, making the whole office a mess, wearing a worn-out cowboy hat and wearing old-fashioned denim clothes. The back looked somewhat familiar .

Fury, who had recently become addicted to cigarettes, walked over, sat beside the old cowboy, reached out and lit the cigar, and asked in a low voice:

"Do you think I'm right, Mr. Carter Slay?"