American comics: Starting with mutants

"Jesus God!"

"The Virgin Mary".

"What happened here?"

Upon receiving a communication disruption from the temporary air base, three fighter jets that had taken off from Randolph Air Base flew in a triangular formation over the temporary air base.

The three pilots were speechless with astonishment at the sight of the dilapidated, burning makeshift base below.

The soldiers at the Randolph Air Force Base command center were also watching the footage on the big screen with shock and disbelief.

Because at this moment, on the big screen...

William Stryker's name immediately caught my eye.

But the name wasn't written with a pen or anything else; it was composed of corpses—the corpses of soldiers in the makeshift base.

Especially the dot in the middle of the name.

Upon magnification, it was revealed to be a black colonel whose limbs had been cut off and who had been impaled by a wooden stick.

"Screw it!"

"vomit!"

The female soldiers who were giving orders had their expressions change constantly after seeing the origin of the name "William Stryker." Finally, they couldn't help but gag, then quickly got up from their seats, covered their mouths, and ran outside.

The male soldiers in the command center also watched the female soldiers gag, their expressions shifting, but they forced themselves to remain composed.

The base commander, who was standing in front of the large screen watching this scene, also had a changing expression.

next second.

He turned and left the command center. After returning to his office, he took off his glasses, pressed his temples, took a deep breath, and then connected directly with William Stryker through the internal communication system on his computer.

soon.

After the screen flickered, William Stryker, with his meticulously groomed gray hair and an aura of absolute control, appeared on the big screen.

William Stryker greeted the base commander, whose face was grim, with an air of nonchalance.

"General Orlando."

"Stryker, you already know about the temporary training base, right?"

"...Yes, General."

William Stryker remained silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement instead of denying it.

He not only knew, but he even saw it with his own eyes.

but……

He couldn't understand why Black King Sixty-Six, who had only cloned Black King's X-gene sequence, could use the mutant abilities of Cyclops.

But this is not important.

As Black King 66 grew stronger, William Stryker felt more and more that if he could capture Black King 66, dissect it, and conduct thorough experiments, his long-cherished mission would be completely accomplished.

General Orlando, the commander of Randolph Air Force Base, nodded as he looked at William Stryker, who did not deny it.

"Give me an explanation, Stryker."

"Feel sorry."

William Stryker apologized verbally, but his expression showed no remorse as he said, "There's been a small problem, I'm trying to figure it out."

General Orlando smiled.

"It's a minor problem. One of my training bases was destroyed, and more than 700 soldiers died. You call that a minor problem?"

"A necessary loss, General."

"What?"

"When we were planning the X-gene cloning, didn't we consider the possibility that the X-gene clone might go out of control and escape?"

William Stryker said calmly, "Besides, this isn't the first time something like this has happened. The reason I accelerated the growth of genes in subsequent clones, making their one day equivalent to our one year, is precisely because similar escapes have occurred before."

General Orlando frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"A clone of the White Queen?"

"Yes."

"I remember three clones escaped. Have they been found?"

"We will find it, General."

William Stryker smiled and said, "They are assets belonging to our military. No one can take away assets that belong to us, not even the assets themselves."

who are they.

military.

The most powerful and domineering military on Earth, bar none.

They are always the ones who are feared; no one has ever been able to frighten them.

General Orlando sneered as he listened to William Stryker's seemingly confident words: "But this clone seems to be much more ferocious than the White Queen's clone that escaped."

The three clones of the White Queen who escaped a few years ago have escaped, but that's all they've done. They've been evading William Stryker's pursuit for many years.

But what's in front of me?

Good guy.

They massacred one of his military bases, even though it was a temporary one, it was still his military base.

General Orlando is now grateful for one thing.

William Stryker's X-gene cloning project was secretly approved by the Pentagon; otherwise, he wouldn't even know how to report such a big incident to the Pentagon.

William Stryker listened to General Orlando's words, his confident smile remaining unchanged.

"General, shouldn't we be happy the stronger he becomes?"

"This proves that our experiment was a success."

"Once we recover this asset and conduct a thorough study, our X-gene cloning project will be a success. At that time, our military will possess a group of humanoid weapons as powerful as Captain America back then... no, far superior to all other combat capabilities."

William Stryker's words echoed in General Orlando's office like the whispers of a demon.

But General Orlando, who was among those in the know, did not see it as the whispers of the devil, but rather as heavenly music.

after awhile.

General Orlando's initial anger was extinguished on the spot by the brilliant blueprint drawn up by William Stryker.

His tone softened.

"Alright, the X-gene clone project is entirely in your hands, but you'd better get this mess sorted out quickly, Stryker."

"I will, General."

"Rest assured, once they leave us and there are no growth-inhibiting drugs, they will die of old age naturally within fifty days at most."

"So, it's a small problem, I'll handle it."

William Stryker maintained a smile until General Orlando hung up the video call, at which point the smile vanished without a trace.

He looked up at the woman standing in front of the desk.

Where have they gone now?

"Last time the satellite monitored them, after they left, they appeared to be heading towards Mexico."

"Mexico?"

"Yes."

"Impossible. Investigate. Find out where they are as soon as possible, and then send Agent Zero with the ablation agent."

"yes!"

"..."