Marvel World New Magneto

Stryker's secret base was built under Lake Arkali, and the entrance was in the spillway of the levee. The reason why it was set up in this dangerous place was to prevent it from being attacked by invaders one day.If that kind of thing happened, Stryker would open the floodgates with a single order, and smash the enemy to smithereens with a flood of [-] tons—but that's ideal.If the ideal can be achieved on schedule, then the word "surprise" does not need to exist in the world.

In fact, this is only the last line of defense against mutants with various abilities. His best defense is to hide himself. If he can't be as invisible as an invisible man, he must be as deep as a mole. Make a deep hole and carefully remove the traces of his entry and exit, and keep as far away from the crowd as possible, lest a gossip or an ulterior motive will make his years of hard work go to waste.

Even so, these kinds of concealment methods can only be said to be slightly effective. Didn't the professor notice some anomalies in this place before and asked Logan to come here to inquire?But Logan is really not a good hunter.

But for Eric, that's another story.Thanks to the invisibility potion he got from the plot world and the ability to manipulate magnetism, he only needed to take off his clothes and walk for a while, and he could easily sneak into the base, and then turn off the surveillance while the operator was dumbfounded and closed the door. Open, and then his two beautiful assistants can lead a group of young people into Stryker's private castle.

Just like it is now.

Stryker noticed that the door was open for no reason and immediately sounded the alarm, mobilizing the entire base to organize defenses, but what's the use of that?Once his proud hard shell is knocked open, the mutants are exposed to fresh and delicious fat.

"I like the look in your eyes, William." Eric changed his clothes and walked ahead. When he saw the gathered people, he greeted the mutant's enemy of life and death as affectionately as an old friend.

The soldiers on the opposite side clenched their weapons. Although they have an absolute advantage in numbers, they have no sense of security. The armed personnel here are all Stryker's direct subordinates. They deal with mutants all the year round. They have a deep understanding of the power of mutants. A considerable number of them participated in the last academy raid, and they have seen Eric's methods, which is not something ordinary people can defend against.Moreover, due to the last defeat, their polymer weapons have also become the loot of the other side. They are expensive to manufacture, and the funds for the base are limited. The weapons currently used are all ordinary metal guns. That is to say, in this In front of the new Magneto, they even have the opposite effect.

No one wants to see the bullets fired from their guns turn around in the air and chase after them.

This realization clears their minds, and Eric can save a lot of effort.

"You won, I admit that I didn't expect you to attack us, but I want to tell you that you mutant bastards can take my life, but not my career, the army will not give up research, and human beings must You will defeat the mutants, and sooner or later you will die, sooner or later." Stryker pushed aside his loyal men who were covering him, walked out and shouted at Eric, who had put his life and death aside.

"Don't be like this, Stryker, you should maintain the courtesy of an adult in front of children." Eric turned a blind eye to the gun pointed at him, walked over slowly, and was as free and confident as a king patrolling his own territory. "I've always believed that the people who know you best are not your relatives or friends, but your enemies. The more they want to deal with you, the more they value you. They will spend a lot of time collecting information and studying your habits. , analyze your behavior, understand your weaknesses, until you exist unreservedly in their knowledge, and then deal with you in a targeted manner. This kind of deep understanding from the enemy is invaluable, especially when I want to give a group of people who know nothing. When the rookies teach their homework, they directly tell them that their knowledge is obviously not as profound as the lessons they have experienced. They need experience but the academy doesn't have the money to hire so many sparring partners, so I thought of you—"

Eric walked around Stryker and returned to the starting point, then patted him and said:

"I think of you—William Stryker. I know you have a knack for dealing with mutants, so I come with goodwill, and in return for my goodwill, I want your trained men and my students. Let's have a practice match, win or lose, friendship comes first. You won't turn me down, will you?"

If the anger in his eyes can burn a person to death, Stryker, who hates mutants to the extreme, must not hesitate to use this ability, but unfortunately he can't. In order to complete his mission, he must temporarily bow his head to reality, so he can only choose Endure the humiliation and preserve your strength.

After giving a few words, his subordinates followed the order and returned to their respective posts, leaving only some sergeants who looked particularly sturdy. Not all of them were tall and strong, but their expressions were very determined.

As professional soldiers, they have overcome their nervousness and fear, and now they are just waiting for the battle to begin.

"It's going to be a practice match, right?" Stryker assured his men.

"Of course," Eric assured.

"No serious injuries, no deaths?"

"I value this more than you."

"So, what are the rules?"

"One-to-one competition, each game lasts up to 5 minutes, the winner is decided when the opponent falls to the ground or requests to stop, a tie is judged when the timeout expires, violators will be punished, our side can only use the ability once in each game, you can use it The same goes for the weapons restrictions, neither side can make deadly dangerous moves, my two assistants will ensure this. We will leave when the game is over."

"Acceptable." Although the rules are not strict, but this is not a professional game, Stryker thought about it and found it acceptable, so he agreed.

Competitors from both sides discuss the order of participation and countermeasures on their own, and they will make their debut after a while.

As the leaders of the two sides, Eric and Stryker are well-informed and don't care much about the game itself, and they stand on the side from afar.

"How did you sneak in, Charles did something?" After a while of silence, Stryker asked. After all, he is already an old man with decades of experience. Take the opportunity to do some real hard work.He couldn't think of how the base he had worked so hard to open to the enemy without warning. He had imagined many situations of being attacked and listed out defense plans, but there were always several ways of intrusion that he couldn't deal with. , the top of which is the professor's mind control.

No one can effectively deal with betrayal from within, and no fortress can protect a weak guard.It is precisely because of this realization that the professor has always been the person he is most afraid of, and Magneto is next in line.

So when he saw a group of mutants walk in generously, the first reaction was that Charles came, and he came to take revenge.

What can Eric say, he doesn't like to lie, but the other party wants to associate with the professor himself, and he doesn't seem to need to explain it. Secrets are like fine wine, the longer they are kept, the more intoxicating they become.

"You found a good place, it's quite secret, and it's safe enough. If the dam is destroyed, you will even save money on buying a cemetery. You know that real estate is not cheap recently, and the price of burials has gone up."

Eric opened the topic, and Stryker didn't expect to get an answer. He suppressed his hatred and continued to ask.

"I believe today's events are not isolated, you will come later, right? What do you want from me?"

"Good question, I don't think you make chocolate here, so what do you say I want?" Eric asked back.

Stryker charged with anger, slammed out a gun and blasted Eric's head, the brain and black blood exploded like fireworks, and then stomped his body under his feet... If possible, Stryker would really do this Do.

"Where do you think I am here, this is the property of the military! Who do you think I am, I am an officer of the United States!" Unable to resist, he could only expose his backing to intimidate his opponent, and Stryker was angry again , I feel the burning burning on my face again.As an expert on mutants, even the Pentagon and the White House have to be humble enough to ask themselves for advice on this, and now he is being ridden by a young man, which is a great shame.

"How could I forget who you are, you are Stryker, a poor bastard." Eric looked at him and said.

"I heard about you, you have dedicated your life to eliminating mutants, but what you didn't expect is that you also carry the mutant gene yourself and pass it on to your son. Why not think about your son for Why do you hate you so much, obviously both of you father and son are freaks."

"You..." Stryker was furious, and he rushed over and grabbed Eric's collar. Compared with the challenge he received in the professional field, the carrier of the mutant gene made him more angry than any provocation. .In the mind of a person who hates mutants, that would simply reduce him to talk with rats, cockroaches, and the like.

Eric still didn't let him go, and continued to provoke his anger.

"Speaking of your son Jason, I locked him up to prevent him from going out to harm others. Did your wife ever tell you when she was alive that your father and son look alike, and every time I saw his face, I would All of you will be associated with you. I have to say, aside from your respective growth trajectories, your father and son are both weirdos. One regards potential clansmen as enemies, and the other simply becomes a tool that does not think, and is transformed by his own father to attack My own countrymen. You really opened my eyes."

The death of his wife was Stryker's inverse scale. He was stimulated to the point of going crazy, and he wanted to strangle Eric's neck, but his eyes were blackened after the blood surged, and he finally had to give up.Eric freed his collar, walked over to the water dispenser next to him, picked up two glasses of water, and handed a glass to Stryker, letting him moisten his throat and calm down.

After drinking two sips of water and breathing for a while, Stryker finally caught his breath. With his steely will, he overcame the uncontrollable anger and frustration, and regained his composure. He knew that he could not deal with Eric, so he decided not to. Another futile effort.

"What do you want? Don't play tricks with me, or you'll get nothing." Calm down, Stryker asked.

"I'm going to take some things with me, such as your research materials, which are old and worthless at all, you can be more generous." Eric raised the glass to his lips but did not drink, just faint said. "While we are hostile to each other, there are occasional unifying positions, and I'd like to stress again that I have goodwill towards everyone, it's just how people choose."

"for example?"

"Like your empty base, no wailing experimental subjects, not enough manpower, outdated equipment and mediocre employees everywhere, how long has it been since you've produced results, just by your fame in the mutant field and Personal relationships are not enough to maintain your career, and I don't think you have only mutants as opponents. Internal competition cannot exist: resource occupation, differences in research routes, and personality conflicts will attract people's jealousy, Maybe you've unknowingly got in the way of a lot of people while you've been focusing on research for decades. And I've also heard that your old boss, Trisk, was stabbed by mercenary William Stryker when he was in prison. , swept away a lot of things, and that's where the future Colonel William Stryker came from. You said where he went after he got out of prison, would he thank his old friends for caring about him, but I heard him There is great interest in technologies for comprehensive detection of mutant gene carriers."

Eric stared at Stryker and said, Stryker felt that he had been punched in the weakest part, and his worst fear was revealed by a mutant, and his heart was cold.In the face of other mutants, even professors, or people like Magneto, he was never so passive, but in the face of Eric, he gradually felt as if he had fallen into a spider web, full of tangled soft but Very sticky knots, they bound his hands and feet a thousand times over and over again, wrapping him tightly and tightly, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

"You devil." Stryker's face was blue and white, and he said bitterly after a long time.

"Don't say that, I don't only know how to take and don't give. In return, I bring you an interesting creature. As a good researcher, maybe you can get inspiration from him. I want to remind you that this is a An immortal, with a clean origin that won't get you into any trouble, he's attractive enough to give you points for yourself in front of your equally old superiors." Eric throws his weight, and he takes history Trek had to accept.

Stryker really couldn't refuse.The military is indeed very powerful, but he is far from being a plenipotentiary representative of the military. Under the siege and pursuit of the X-Men and the Brotherhood of Mutants, he has been struggling to obtain new experimental bodies for use, and research has reached a deadlock. The failure of the adventure made him useless even the last bit of money.In fact he has nothing left.If it goes on like this, it may not be long before a civilian officer comes from the Pentagon arrogantly and informs him that his department has been revoked!At that time, his career and his life fell into desperation, and that was a nightmare that he could not accept no matter what.But it's too difficult for Stryker to change the principle that has persisted for decades and make a deal with a mutant.He is neither a bottomless politician, nor a pure soldier, but a tenacious man who can give everything to achieve his goals, and in a sense he is even an idealist.More than two-thirds of his life was spent fighting to the death with mutants. The mutants hurt him, and he repaid the mutants. In the future, this kind of struggle will continue until one side perishes.He has always thought so.But now it's ridiculous that in order to accomplish the ultimate goal, he should betray himself first.He must decide whether to give up the pride he has held all his life.In the tense thinking, Stryker suddenly lost his mind. The past flowed through his mind like a tide, from following the anti-mutant pioneers for money when he was young, to the ruthless persecution of mutants, to discovering his son It was the collapse and self-blame of the mutant, and the despair and hatred when his beloved wife died. Various factors that made him weak jumped out uncontrollably at this moment, and pushed the past scenes to come to my mind. After a while, he seemed to have relived his tragic life, and in the end all his memories remained on the poor woman who was tortured to death by hallucinations.

"You're the most hated mutant I've ever met, Eric," Stryker murmured, already made up his mind.He knew he had to make a choice.Without support, he has no other way out, and without Jason, he can't even control the bewildered mutant slave, let alone the elusive desperate plan to use mutant assassins to get attention.Now, accepting Eric's proposal is his only way out.

At least buy some time to complete the final goal.

Forcefully swallowing the pain in his heart, Stryker raised his head and drank the water, ending the conversation with a tone of indescribable hatred.

"You're the most annoying person I've ever met!"

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