Djinn starting from Marvel

It was late at night, and Bruce Banner finally escaped and entered the rainforest.

The moment his figure disappeared into the rainforest, the arrest operation led by General Ross could be said to be a complete failure.

This is Brazil after all, and the reason General Ross is looking for is just to capture an official fugitive. The real reason cannot be exposed yet, so the matter can only go so far.

In Bruce Banner's rental house, various technicians were inspecting the simple house in all aspects, leaving no blind spots, trying to find out some new valuable information.

General Ross touched a simple centrifuge made from old tires and bicycle chains, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Bruce Banner is a talented man, but unfortunately, he was too stubborn and insisted on using himself as an experiment. In the end, he became the Hulk, and the situation became what it is now.

This time, he escaped, but it was even harder to catch him.

Ross kept sighing in his heart. He was already thinking about whether to advance the super soldier project from another direction. The Hulk project was no longer feasible.

"Sir!" Emil came to the room and didn't know what to say for a moment. "We almost caught him, if a green monster hadn't appeared to disrupt the situation."

General Ross ignored him. To be honest, he was not too surprised by the result.

When Emil was so confident that he wanted to compete with the Hulk in strength, General Ross felt that this time it might be a disaster.

"Sir!" Emil looked at Ross's look and thought that the other party was disappointed with him. He couldn't accept this. He had a 100% "favorable rating" when he went on missions.

"Sir, I promise you, when I catch that scientist, I will use all my interrogation methods to make him tell all the information about that thing!"

Ross turned his head and looked at the muscular Emil. He suddenly had an idea. If the Hulk couldn't catch him, this would be another way to go.

"What if I told you he was Bruce Banner?" Ross asked.

Emil choked up. He could accept losing to weapons, compared to tanks, planes, and armors, but he couldn't accept losing to people, especially an "ordinary person" who had not been strengthened by deep network exchange.

If Bruce Banner and the Hulk were the same thing, it would be difficult for Emil to convince himself, after all, he lost so simply and completely.

"Sir...how...is this possible?" Emil didn't want to believe it.

"Let's talk about this matter slowly when we go back, inform others first, and prepare to return." Ross patted Emil on the arm and said to him.

In the military base, Ross specially called Emil together alone.

"I know you don't want to believe it, but it's true." Ross handed Emil a cup of coffee. "Some people are very obsessed with super weapons, but I just want better and more powerful soldiers."

"You mean...Bruce Banner is actually a deserter?" Emil asked.

"No, he is just a scientist, a scientist who is so paranoid that he uses himself as an experimental subject." Ross roughly described the incident to Emil, "Since World War II, we have been trying to create super soldiers, and Bruce also Just be part of the program.”

"Of course, he didn't know what his real project was. He just thought it was a cure for some kind of cancer. His research was ultimately deemed to be worthless by the committee, but he conducted an experiment in violation of regulations, and you can see the results."

When Emil heard these words, the appearance of the Hulk appeared in his mind, as well as the power that he could not match.

"Sir... what kind of experiment is that?" Emil murmured. When he said these words, the movement speed of his cells had begun to slow down.

This time, he faced a powerful enemy head-on and all the gains he gained from fighting the Hulk disappeared without Emil knowing it.

"Its success rate is not high, and it requires extremely firm belief and will, so think about it and come to me tomorrow." General Ross said to Emil.

"Yes...sir." Emil left in despair.

After Emil was out of sight, Ross made a phone call, "Prepare a super soldier serum for me, put the container and the entity in the storage room, remember to make it old."

Ross wanted to use some strange means to fool Emil, but this person's mind was still a bit too simple.

However, this is not entirely a scam. Although the experiment has nothing to do with the Hulk, and although the super soldier serum is an inferior version that the military tried to make after Howard's death, if it succeeds, you can indeed gain stronger power, right?

That night, in the gym, Emil was sweating like always.

General Ross's words, the Hulk's power, and all kinds of messy things made his thinking very messy, and he couldn't concentrate at all.

So, Emil forgot to close the restraint plates. When the barbell was lifted, half of the barbell plates fell to the ground with a clang.

This was originally a small thing, but it was like a spark that ignited Emil's explosive arsenal.

"Ahhh!"

Emil threw out the things in his hands and smashed all the fitness equipment he could see, leaving the entire gym in a mess.

woohoo...

After doing all this, Emil sat on the ground, panting. Smashing things took more energy than expected.

What the hell am I doing!

Emil covered his head, slapped himself twice, and then stood up. He wanted to go back and take a rest. After taking a rest, everything would be normal.

When passing by a mirror, Emil subconsciously stretched out his hand and bulged up his muscles, just like a few days ago, his hands were like tiger claws.

However, this time, when the tiger's claws tore through the air, Emil seemed to see a big green man appear behind him, that was the Hulk.

Peng!

Emil broke the mirror with one punch and punched a hole in the wall in front of him, so that he could no longer "see" the guy.

Super Soldier Project…

Maybe, I need some external help to improve myself quickly. It is impossible for me to catch up on my own.

Yes, this is the wise, correct, and most cost-effective choice.

Emil raised his head and saw his face from the fragment held down by his fist. It was still so powerful, but something seemed to have disappeared from his body.

That is self-confidence, that is the will of a warrior.