American comics: From the black robes to becoming the ultimate Doomsday

A large amount of bright red blood was sprayed on the ground.

It seems to be over.

Pei Yuan stood before the dilapidated and desolate Base 13, looking at the utterly barren ruins, and realized that no reinforcements were coming.

Pei Yuan chose to leave unhurriedly.

Three hours after Pei Yuan left, a military squad consisting of several jeeps entered the location of Base 13 and looked at the ruins in front of them.

Several soldiers relayed the information they had gathered back to the military system, which was waiting for a response.

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"Base 13 was destroyed, and none of the soldiers inside survived..."

In a Pentagon conference room, General Gardner listened to a message relayed via video call from his subordinates who had gone to Base 13.

His face was so gloomy it looked like it could bleed.

Having learned of the loss of contact with Base 13 two hours earlier, Gardner already had a guess about the fate of that base.

But the confirmation at this moment still stirred up a surge of anger within him.

He didn't even need to listen any further; he already knew it was that Asian superhuman who had made the move.

Because that guy has destroyed six of his military bases in the past month.

He always defended other military bases, but he still couldn't stop that guy's almost unstoppable attacks.

That guy was like a demon crawled out of hell, leaving them completely helpless no matter how hard they tried.

Although the Vought Group concealed the information, some information was not shared with the military system.

However, Gardner still learned some unexpected things about the Vought Group through various channels, such as Homelander, whom the Vought Group considered its trump card.

In the last battle with that monster, I almost died at its hands.

This destroyed all the reliance that the military had previously placed on.

Now, he no longer knows how to kill that guy, but Gardner is certain of one thing.

That is, one cannot place all hope in the hands of a private company; this is a principle he has adhered to from the very beginning.

Gardner, sitting in his chair, squinted as he thought about these things.

Just then, a young soldier knocked on the door and came in, speaking to Gardner with great respect.

"General, Project Red Crystal has made some progress!"

Upon hearing this, Gardner's expression froze for a moment, then a cold glint flashed in his deep eyes, and a chilling smile appeared on his lips, a smile with a satisfied curve.

He remembered that these damned freaks weren't invincible after all.

The Red Crystal Project was a hope that arose from the military's discovery of something from the CIA, which led them to seek ways to deal with superhumans.

Chapter 100 [Give me a steel plate!]

Military weapons research center.

General Gardner, having made progress in his research, strode in.

At this moment, a dozen researchers in white coats are busy at the research center.

Upon seeing Gardner's arrival, one of the older researchers, wearing a white lab coat, immediately came forward to greet him, carrying a stack of reports in his hand.

This is Dr. Aitchie, who is in charge of this experimental project and also the head of this research institute.

"Red quartz has a very high hardness, almost comparable to diamond. We conducted an experiment on a small piece, and when placed together with Walter's compound 5, the red quartz clearly showed an inhibitory effect on compound 5. This phenomenon is very peculiar..."

Dr. Aitchie and General Gardner were not fond of casual pleasantries, so after exchanging greetings, they got straight to the point.

He led Gardner to the lab workbench and showed him the contents of several culture containers on the table.

One of the red crystals was clearly just placed into a blue liquid.

It can be clearly seen that the area around the red crystal, where it comes into contact with compound number five, has gradually turned into a light blue color, and then gradually becomes transparent.

Its effects are obvious.

Upon seeing this peculiar scene, Gardner immediately revealed a satisfied smile.

This red crystal with its peculiar effects was handed over by the CIA, along with some information and files about it.

For example, this peculiar red crystal originated from the Blc Red, a superpowered weapon from the Russians that was rumored to have killed the soldier boy.

This weapon is said to have a strong suppressive effect on the abilities of all superhumans.

To be honest, if it weren't for this information...

General Gardner thought that superhumans like Homelander Soldier Boy were almost invincible, and that the stronger superhumans had no weaknesses.

In fact, previous experiences have proven this point.

Now that we have this thing, if we can confirm it, then those damn superheroes and super terrorists are no problem at all.

"It's good that it inhibits compound five, but can we now confirm that it's effective against those superhuman freaks?"

Gardner looked at the red crystal on the control panel, which seemed to be flowing with flames, with a searching look in his eyes.

It has good effects, and the fact that it works on superhuman freaks who have been given Compound V is actually what Gardner values ​​most.

Dr. Aitch turned the glass container that had reacted around, peered into it, nodded, and said, "This still needs experimentation; it needs to undergo real-world testing."

"Experimental testing? It seems we need this superhuman. The military has plenty of them. Your job now is to get this red crystal onto the weapon as quickly as possible. We will provide a perfect test subject soon."

Gardner grinned at Dr. Aitch, a smile tinged with understated cruelty.

Dr. Edge naturally understood what those so-called experimental subjects Gardner was talking about. Although it wasn't the first time he had seen them, he still couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, but he had no reason to refuse.

Directly initiating human trials is undoubtedly the fastest way to obtain experimental results.

He knew that the military dealt with those unruly superhumans, and that many of them were imprisoned to study countermeasures.

Due to the scarcity of the material, only a small piece of the red crystal was cut off and then transported to the weapons manufacturing workshop.

Before long, a bullet with a red crystal the size of a mung bean embedded at the tip was produced.

Gardner took the bullet, gazing at the flames that seemed to flow within it, his cold smile growing even more cruel.

He reached into his waistband, pulled out the pistol, pushed in the unusually shaped bullet, and reloaded the magazine.

Then he waved to the soldiers behind him, and the two soldiers immediately retreated obediently.

Not long after they went out, a hooded man who was unconscious was dragged in by two soldiers.

Then it was taken to the research institute's small firing range and tied to a target.

The hood was removed, revealing a black man in his thirties with an average appearance and a head full of curly hair.

It seemed that the medication had worn off, and with the hood removed and the bright light stimulating him, the black man opened his eyes in a daze.

Seeing the commotion, the black man glanced around and then couldn't help but start cursing at the people behind the glass.

"Bastards, you damned bastards, let me go..."

"You damned bandits..."

......

However, no one at the research center paid any attention to the black man who was shouting and yelling in the firing range; the soldiers on guard around him only showed pity and indifference.

Gardner chose to ignore the guy's tirade and instead continued communicating with Dr. Aitch.

"This guy was brought in by our military a few days ago. His ability is that he can transform his body matter into a metallic form by coming into contact with metal..."

This is certainly not a polite way of carrying a belt.

Well, this black man's ability is rather useless. On the one hand, he can transform the matter in his body; on the other hand, he can only transform metal, and he must come into contact with metal to maintain his current metallic form.

Such abilities already impose a strong constraint.

Since being brought into the military, and being rather talkative, this guy has only been used by the military as a test subject for weapons.

A soldier obeyed orders and threw a steel plate the size of a cell phone, but the angry black man kicked it away, and it crashed into the opposite wall with a loud bang.

"You damn bastards, I'll kill you all! Fuck, even if you kill me, even if you blast my brain, I won't let you test weapons!"

The indoor testing range was not soundproof, and Gardner and his men made no attempt to hide it. The curly-haired black man understood the meaning behind their words and cursed again.

The people in the research institute ignored it.

Gardner didn't say anything, but calmly released the safety on his pistol and chambered a bullet.

Then, he gave a cold and cruel smile to the black man tied to the pillar opposite him.

The black man who witnessed this scene was instantly paralyzed with fear, his face changed drastically, and cold sweat poured down his back.

With lightning speed, he opened his mouth wide and roared at the soldiers at the door, "Fuck! Give me a steel plate! Please give me a steel plate!"

Those damn scumbags are even more ruthless than him; they would definitely shoot him directly. Although it's wise not to fight a losing battle, he would definitely die without metal.

Chapter 101 [Hope to Kill Number 58!]

The black man's hysterical outburst did have some effect.