The Super God Journey of American Comics

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting Allen's YY.

"Please come in!"

"Good morning! Mr. Allen! Do you need me to report today's itinerary to you?" A red-haired white beauty in a professional suit came in and said after saluting Allen.

This is Allen's personal assistant, Greer Palmer! Harvard Ph.D., another academic master! Careful, organized, and smart. Allen hired her three years ago as a personal assistant.

She has done well in the past two years. Ellen often spends time in the laboratory, and she handles many things in the company. Allen sometimes even felt that the company would be fine without him. Without Greer, the company would have been dissolved in less than three months.

Sometimes Allen would compare her with Stark's assistant Pepper, and felt that the two were somewhat comparable. They are all beautiful women, capable, loyal, and they all admire their bosses.

How do you think Allen knew? Telepathy! Allen would not rest assured if his closest subordinates did not check. Ever since he knew Greer's thoughts, Allen felt relieved and even transplanted Wolverine's genes into her. It would be better for this kind of subordinate to live longer! hey-hey!

"What are your plans for today?" Allen smiled at the assistant and asked.

The little assistant's heart skipped a beat when he saw the handsome young BOSS's smile. He paused for a moment and then said: "At nine o'clock in the morning, Brigadier Andrews will come to Laboratory No. 2 to accept the military's super soldier plan. Your full attention is needed. Accompanying, the estimated time is two and a half hours; then have lunch with the military representatives; from one to one-thirty, you have half an hour to rest in the car; in the afternoon, you will inspect your factory: at five-thirty, you have an appointment with Mr. Stark Have dinner at the Hilton Hotel and discuss your quantum computer plan; at eight o'clock in the evening, Mr. Mayor invites you to attend his charity gala, here is your invitation."

He flipped through the schedule again, "Tomorrow afternoon we need to hold a new cosmetics launch conference in Paris, France, and conduct a three-day inspection of the European branch. Your private plane will be waiting for you at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay! It seems that this week will be very busy! But you can go to Europe for me! There are still many things in the laboratory, and Stark and I's quantum computer project will delay a lot of time!" Allen was a little annoyed. As the company gets bigger, there are more things to do. My own experimental process was delayed a lot.

No wonder Stark would later hand over the company to Chili Pepper for management. It seemed like he was the same person. He had too many things to do and didn’t want to manage the company. He just wanted to quietly stay in the laboratory and do research.

"But... Mr. Allen, it's not appropriate for me to go!" The assistant was a little panicked. This was not her job. First of all, the level is not enough!

"I said, call me Allen!" Allen interrupted her with a wave of his hand: "I said you can do it. Listening to a beautiful woman host a press conference is far more gimmick than a man launching a product! As for the lack of level, , from now on, you will also serve as the vice president of the company. When I am away, the company will be managed by you. I will sign the appointment of the board of directors later!"

"But the board of directors won't agree!"

"Then vote! I am the person with the most votes! You go and prepare first! We will go to Laboratory 2 later!" Allen waved his hand and drove away the dazed assistant. Now he becomes the vice president? !

Half an hour later, Allen came to his car, slipped an appointment letter into the hands of the panicked assistant, and got into the car. After the assistant got in the car, he motioned to the driver in front to drive. In the car, the assistant was still looking at the appointment letter in his hand, blankly wondering what he was thinking. Suddenly he thought of something, his face turned red to his neck, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Allen.

At nine o'clock sharp, a group of military vehicles drove to the entrance of the outdoor testing site of Laboratory No. 2. Allen, who had been waiting here for a long time, led his assistant and a group of laboratory executives to greet him.

"General Andrews! I'm glad you can come to our experiment! I think you will be very satisfied with our company's products!" Allen stepped forward and extended his hands enthusiastically, saying with a smile.

"I'm also very happy to see your company's highest technological achievements!" Andrews stepped forward to hold Allen's hand and gave him a big hug.

The two have known each other for a long time. Andrews recommended this research to the military back then, and the two are military allies.

In order to get Stryker's idea, Allen got in touch with Andrews through the introduction of the mayor of New York. One has an ulterior motive, the other wants to increase the military's influence, and the two hit it off.

Now that the experiment is successful, Andrews can't wait to test the results. If the effect is good, then a major general will not be able to escape, and a lieutenant general will not be impossible. If you don’t see Lieutenant General Ross in the military, a failed super soldier project, and the military is still tolerating him, you will know how strong the US military’s obsession with super soldiers is.

"I promise! My friend, you will be surprised!" Allen smiled confidently, "This way, please!"

"Okay! I'll wait and see!" The two of them walked towards the testing site first.

The group of people came to a simulated field training site, which contained various trenches, barbed wire fences, bunkers, abandoned buildings, city walls, automatic shooting machine guns, and various mobile and fixed targets. It was completely a base for Middle Eastern terrorists. The test was conducted during the day, which greatly increased the difficulty.

Andrews thought that this was a test for super soldiers, and it was normal for it to be difficult. There were five armed soldiers in white coats surrounding the field. They were pointing and talking. They looked relaxed and didn't seem to take the test seriously at all. Andrews nodded secretly, this is what a super soldier should look like.

The five soldiers tested were all recruits he personally selected. The training only lasted three months, and the experiment took another three months. It was completely impossible to cheat, and six months could not produce elite soldiers.

Seeing Allen and the others coming in, the person in charge of the laboratory came over with a noteboard in his hand: "BOSS! General Andrews! Everything is fine, we can start testing!"

Allen took the clipboard, looked at it, and asked Andrews: "General! What do you think?"

Andrews looked at the five soldiers again, each with an assault rifle, a grenade launcher, three magazines, a pistol, no body armor, no helmets, five bald heads in a row, and what's even stranger Each person also carries two samurai swords on their backs.

Andrews secretly guessed that he was so confident that he didn't even need basic defense? Without thinking too much, he nodded and said, "Then let us open our eyes!"

"Test begins!" Allen personally ordered.

The five bald heads lined up in a loose row and began to walk carelessly towards the testing ground. In order to prevent accidental injuries, the location is a bit far away. Everyone on the sidelines has a telescope, and there are many hidden cameras for real-time filming. When they were still five hundred meters away from the test base, the defensive machine guns started firing.

Seeing such an empty place being shot by more than a dozen machine guns, Andrews felt nervous. This is a major event related to his future. I hope the test will not fail. He does not have as deep a background and connections as Lieutenant General Ross.

Five soldiers were seen dodging while quickly taking off the rifles on their backs. Then they heard five dull sounds, which were the sounds of grenade launchers. Soon, the front of the five soldiers was shrouded in thick smoke. The automatic machine gun stopped, and the five men also rushed into the thick smoke. The familiar sound of rifles began to sound, and the sounds of grenade launchers also followed one after another. The base was soon shrouded in smoke. Nothing could be seen clearly now. Five minutes later, the smoke began to slowly dissipate. Five figures emerged from the thick smoke. They were the five test soldiers who had just entered. The strange thing is that there are no wounds on their bodies, and their clothes are not even torn.

Andrews looked at Allen with some surprise: "Is this the end?"

Seeing Allen smiling and nodding, Andrews turned around and jumped on a jeep parked next to him, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed towards the five soldiers and the testing site. He wanted to inspect the site. Other military representatives also found their own cars and drove towards the venue. No one on Allen's side moved. They had seen this kind of experiment many times, and there was nothing surprising about it.

The five soldiers have all been transplanted with the genes of mutant Zero, Deadpool (the one who chops bullets, not a little bitch), and Wolverine. If they can't handle this kind of situation, Allen's experiment should have been abandoned long ago. Go home and eat salted fish! An hour later, Andrews and a group of military representatives came back with surprised expressions. All the targets were shot in the head. If there was a division of such soldiers, no! With one regiment, the war in the Middle East would have been over long ago.

"Mr. Allen! What an amazing masterpiece!" Representatives who came with Andrews expressed their congratulations. Only Andrews was thinking deeply: "Mr. Allen! I have to say, this is an amazing performance!" After a pause, he continued: "But this base only needs a multi-million tomahawk. If we can solve it, why do we send out super soldiers that cost half a billion dollars to build?”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned! Yes, why spend time and effort building super soldiers and facing hard steel when something can be solved with a few million? There is no denying that super soldiers are indeed useful sometimes, but when there are better and simpler methods, why should we choose him? If there is no more amazing performance, the gene transplantation plan can basically be regarded as a useless thing, tasteless to eat, and a pity to abandon!

"The general is right! This is indeed not enough!" Allen nodded, and under the strange eyes of everyone, he walked up to the five soldiers, casually took the pistol of one soldier, and pulled out the samurai behind another soldier. Knife, turned to General Andrews and said.

When everyone was wondering, Allen smiled slightly, and in everyone's surprised eyes, he suddenly raised the gun in his hand, fired four shots at the test soldiers, then cut off the last soldier's head with a knife, and then quickly Move away to avoid taking advantage of the flying blood.

.Except for the silence of the laboratory personnel, the military representatives were in confusion. Some people began to curse and hide. General Andrews remained calm, but his guards began to rush towards him, surrounding him and dragging him away from Allen, fearing that Allen would go crazy again and shoot the general.

Allen's assistant had never seen this scene before, and she didn't know the secret of the super soldier. Her genes were injected because Allen lied to her that they were cosmetic injections. So I was very excited and screamed, almost piercing the eardrums of Allen and others.

The screaming soon stopped, and the assistant immediately ran to Allen, and under Allen's confused eyes, grabbed the pistol and samurai sword.

Allen didn't know what she was going to do, so he didn't react for a moment and was snatched away by her. After grabbing the knife and gun, the assistant wiped the handle of the knife and gun with the expensive professional suit on his body, and shouted to Jason and his men next to Allen: "Jason! Send Allen away, now! Now! Leo, Wolf! You go and destroy the surveillance! Hurry up! Others block the scene! Call the doctor from the laboratory!..."

"Okay! Honey! It's okay! Don't worry!" Allen reached out and patted the assistant's shoulder, shaking his head, feeling a little moved. This silly girl still wants to destroy the evidence, seal off the scene, and then go and cover the bag herself! That's why he grabbed the knife and gun, wiped his fingerprints, and destroyed the surveillance.

She doesn't understand the situation at all, but she can still do this. Love really makes people forget to die!