The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 140 Plan
The research materials accumulated by the Weapon X Project over the years have filled dozens of shelves and are all piled up in the archives warehouse.

In order to avoid possible electronic intrusions, General William Stryker extremely cautiously required that all information be recorded on paper, and only a part of extremely special information could be stored in the form of a hard disk in a place that is not physically connected to the outside world. in the internal system.

Li Ang stood in the middle of the file room, slowly flipping through the confidential materials, while commenting on the contents, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's really interesting, judging from the flow of funds in this military base, not only the federal government is supporting Weapon X The plan, as well as the continuous funding from interest groups such as the military-industrial complex and pharmaceutical industry giants, must have benefited from the mutant genes."

This sentence sounds light and weightless, but the content behind it is creepy and shocking.

Brainwash mutants with powerful abilities to become perfect soldiers with absolute loyalty.

Collect mutant human cells, perform cloning, and create humanoid weapons.

Carry out long-term cancer radiation on mutants with self-healing ability, check the effect, and develop special anti-cancer drugs.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg, there are more creepy taboo experiments...

The purpose of the Weapon X program, which has lasted for decades, is no longer the original intention of "preventing the Soviets and domestic mutants".

In order to pursue breakthrough achievements, General William Stryker has long abandoned the honor and conscience of American soldiers. No matter how despicable and dirty, he will not even care about cannibalism.

Li Ang closed the document indifferently, and said to the mutants guarding the door: "Let's go, let's go to General Stryker, don't keep him waiting."

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The urgent alarm bell rang like a reminder, echoing in the corridors of the underground base.

William Stryker was on the run.

He is familiar with every corner and every passage here, so his steps are fast.

Along the way, federal soldiers organized in squads kept running past, fully armed and determined to fight.

For a long time, William Stryker has been using the slogan "mutants and humans are two species, and the contradiction between the two is irreconcilable." The benevolence of the race, and the conscience that may exist.

I have to say, he succeeded.

The brainwashed federal soldiers can pull the trigger on innocent mutant children without hesitation, and can drag mutant corpses into the laboratory with a calm face.

Even, these soldiers would sneak into the underground prison in private, and lynch and torture the mutants wearing collars—these things didn’t matter in William Stryker’s eyes, and he could turn a blind eye and ignore them.

Mutants are not humans, they are monsters, livestock, and lab mice. The purpose of their existence is to make normal people live better.

General William Stryker had said so to himself for decades.

"Shoot, shoot!"

The shouts of the soldiers sounded in the corridor behind, followed by continuous gunshots.

However, the gunfire only rang for a while, and then stopped, leaving only the alarm bell still ringing loudly.

William Stryker didn't want to imagine what happened to the soldiers. He lowered his head and galloped wildly with his out-of-shape bloated figure, bypassing one fork after another, and ran towards the laboratory at the lowest level.

No matter how many mortal soldiers with firepower no more than individual bazookas come, they will deliver food in front of Omega-level mutants, which is useless except to delay time
"Fortunately, I still have a hole card!"

William Stryker had a grin on his face, and he quickly pressed his palm on the palm-printing device in front of the heavy metal door, anxiously waiting for the closed door to slowly open.

The screams behind him were getting closer, and William Stryker hurriedly squeezed into the door sideways, and went straight to the central control panel of the laboratory.

The researchers staying here looked bewildered, and they asked anxiously in white coats, "General, what's going on outside?"

"Get out of the way!" Stryker yelled violently, pushed away a certain old doctor who was blocking in front of him, rushed to the console, lifted the glass cover desperately, and photographed a certain scarlet doctor colored buttons.

Everyone in the laboratory suddenly changed face. The doctor who was pushed to the ground struggled to get up, regardless of the disparity in status, and shouted loudly: "My God, what are you doing?!"

"I'm trying to save everything." William Stryker said indifferently: "No matter what, those mutants can't be allowed to leak information about the Weapon X project."

This old and majestic old man straightened his cuffs, patted the dust on his skirt, and said indifferently: "I would rather die than take the risk of the secret being leaked.

Neither Washington, the military, nor the capitalists are willing to bear the stigma of long-term human experiments on mutants.

If a threat occurs, the director of the base will activate the ultimate plan. This kind of thing has already been agreed before I established the X weapon plan. "

"." The doctor froze on the spot, raised his head, and listened to the mechatronic sound coming from the radio in the dome of the laboratory, "The final plan requires identity verification."

"William Stryker." The aged general exhaled a foul breath and said loudly: "Confirm the implementation of the final plan."

"The identity is confirmed." The mechanical and electronic voice said dully: "One of the final plans: the internal blasting system of the dam is online, and all shaft passages leading to the surface are closed."

The military base was built under the dam. As the final plan was launched, the shaft passage was closed, and the explosives buried deep in the dam exploded at the same time. Tens of millions of tons of flood water slanted down, completely isolating the military base from the outside world.

This isolation is not only to prevent intruders from escaping, but also a prerequisite for the second final plan.

"Open the 25B containment area, release the Omega mutant code-named 076-02, and count down for 1 minute."

Despite the psychological preparation, the researchers in the laboratory still couldn't help trembling all over. They silently stared at the thick alloy isolation door that was closing automatically.

The door is made of protective titanium, 50 centimeters thick, which can almost withstand the strongest explosion, and the supporting wall is also piled up with high-strength concrete with a thickness of 2 meters.

"076 is not stable enough." The old doctor said softly: "He may be very powerful, but are you sure he can destroy those intruders?"

"He must be able to." William Stryker said indifferently, "He is the highest crystallization of the X weapon project, the most perfect fusion of ancient humans and supernatural powers, the strongest creature that approaches or even exceeds the limit of Omega."

　There is no group for now, wait for more people to build again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)