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Chapter 5 This is the Hulk you wanted.

"Hey, what's wrong with that big guy?"

Looking at Bruce Banner, who was convulsing, one of the soldiers guarding him below said curiously.

"Who knows? He just kept muttering to himself as if someone was in front of him, even though there was no one there."

Another soldier chimed in at this moment, believing that the Hulk must have gone mad, that General Ross's idea was hopeless, and that he might even be dismissed.

These ordinary soldiers, who knows where they'll be assigned later.

Of course, he would rather not have the Hulk come back.

Every time they fought this big green guy, they were just cannon fodder; they might not even get any compensation if they died.

Nobody's stupid. If they could fire a few shots at the big green guy, they'd be doing General Ross a favor.

"Guys, should we tell General Ross about this? The Hulk seems a bit off."

The first soldier couldn't help but say that he was afraid of the Hulk just looking at him.

If he transforms again, it'll be all over. Even if they're prepared, it's hard to say whether they can handle this big guy.

"Come on, I don't want to get a scolding for reporting such trivial matters to him. Besides, he's busy explaining things to his superiors; he doesn't have time to listen to our pointless reports."

Just as the soldiers were discussing the situation, feeling both confused and terrified by Bruce Banner's unusual behavior,

At that moment, a strange change occurred, accompanied by a low and long roar.

As the soldiers watched in terror, Bruce Banner's body began to undergo a dramatic transformation.

His body suddenly swelled up, just like when he transformed before.

However, unlike before, his skin was no longer a single green, but covered with a layer of flowing dark red textures. These textures moved across his body like living things, releasing heart-pounding energy fluctuations with each pulse.

He was no longer a big green guy, but a big red guy.

Perhaps, we could call him the Red Giant?

His muscles swelled to an unprecedented degree, each one like steel forged from magma, brimming with explosive power and displaying greater tension than ever before.

"No! He's transforming!" a trembling soldier exclaimed, his voice filled with barely concealed terror.

The surrounding soldiers retreated, their weapons trembling.

Everyone here is a veteran who has participated in the battle against the Hulk. Once the Hulk is completely out of control, this military base will be reduced to ruins.

Every single person present who was able to have a complete corpse owes it to the protection of Yahweh.

The ropes that could bind Banner could not bind Khorne's champion warrior; Banner easily broke free of the ropes.

But as soon as he landed, a huge cage descended from the sky and covered Banner.

"Guys, don't worry, this is a cage the general specially prepared to trap that beast. He...he can't get out!"

The soldier's voice was immediately drowned out by a deafening metallic tearing sound.

Banner grabbed the iron bar and tore at it with all his might, as if he could easily crush even steel.

The cage twisted and deformed under his violent struggles, and metal fragments flew everywhere, drawing dazzling arcs in the air like fireworks.

"Dude, we should..."

The soldier was about to resist, but before he could finish speaking, he looked around and saw that the place where his brothers had been standing was now empty.

"Perhaps, it's time for me to go too."

The soldier said blankly, "But it's too late."

Banner ripped the cage apart and then slammed his large hands down on the soldier's head.

"Banner, perhaps there's a misunderstanding between us?"

These were the last words he uttered in this world.

"I told you, the Hulk is still here, my research hasn't failed!"

General Ross roared in exasperation and slammed down the phone.

His idiot superior actually questioned him based on a mere rumor.

Getting a super soldier isn't easy, nor is it cheap.

He has captured Bruce Banner, and I believe the investigation will yield results soon.

Everything will be alright as long as Bruce Banner transforms into the Hulk again!

"General, General, something terrible has happened!"

A soldier rushed into General Ross's office in a panic.

"What's going on? Why are you in such a hurry!" General Ross frowned, glaring at the soldier who had barged in, but a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

"General, the Hulk... no, the Red Hulk! Bruce Banner... he's escaped his cage and is wreaking havoc in the base!" the soldier reported breathlessly, his voice trembling with fear.

"What?! The Red Giant?" Upon hearing this, General Ross's expression changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly, scattering the documents in his hands all over the floor.

A wave of ecstasy followed. Who cares if it's the Hulk or the Red Giant? As long as it can become a giant, that's enough. But the cage couldn't hold it back.

"Yes, General! His skin has turned dark red, and he's stronger than before. He tore the cage apart with ease!" the soldier explained urgently, his eyes filled with terror.

General Ross's heart sank to the bottom as he recovered from his earlier surprise.

He realized that the situation was far more serious than he had imagined. If the Red Giant's power was truly that terrifying, then the entire base, and even the entire plan, could face a devastating blow.

As the soldiers provided intermittent reports, General Ross understood something.

All his previous measures to prevent the Hulk from going out of control had failed; he never expected that this giant could change color.

"General, we must get out of here!" An adjutant rushed in and grabbed General Ross, trying to pull him out. But General Ross seemed rooted to the spot, his eyes filled with both resentment and despair.

"No, I can't leave! My research, my super soldier program... I can't let it all go to waste!"

He muttered to himself, but was then forcibly dragged out of the office by his adjutant.

But as soon as he stepped out of the office, he shuddered, and a sudden surge of unease welled up inside him.

A pair of blood-red eyes were staring at him.

This is the first time, the first time, that the distance between Ross and Banner is only ten meters.

These mere ten meters were not enough to protect Ross; his fate was now in the hands of the green, no, red giant he saw as his hope.

Now, Banner was approaching Ross step by step, and with his large hand, he covered Ross's head.

(End of this chapter)