From the prototype, immortal - Chapter 1391
The doctors’ diagnosis was like a verdict, declaring his death sentence to be suspended. It was a miracle that he survived.
However, a miracle did happen, and it was far beyond expectations.
According to the latest medical examination report, Bronski’s body not only did not leave any sequelae, but also showed physiological indicators that were beyond ordinary people.
The bone density is abnormally increased, the muscle tissue regeneration rate is astonishing, and even the heart function is several times stronger than that of ordinary people.
All this points to an incredible conclusion-Blonsky has been “transformed” to some extent.
You know, when he injected Blonsky with the super soldier serum, General Ross came with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Unexpectedly, it was successful and the effect was very good!
An uncontrollable excitement surged deep in General Ross’s heart.
He took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice as calm as possible: “How are you feeling, Blonsky?”
Bronski slowly opened his eyes, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.
He tried to move his body. Although it was still a little stiff, he could clearly feel the power surging in his body.
“I feel fine, General Ross.”
He revealed a kind of reborn tenacity, “In addition, I am very angry. I really want to find that guy again and have another good fight with him!”
When General Ross heard this, an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.
This is exactly what he expected, a desire for strength, an unyielding resistance to challenges.
He knew that “that guy” Blonsky was talking about was Hulk, the green giant created by the accidental fusion of super soldier serums.
The power of the Hulk has always been the treasure that General Ross has dreamed of, and it has also been his obsession with hunting down the Hulk for many years without success.
“I understand how you feel, Blonsky.”
General Ross spoke softly but with firm eyes, “But first, we need to understand what happened to you. This recovery has exceeded our expectations. Maybe… this is another direction of the super soldier plan.”
General Ross turned around and motioned to his adjutant to bring him a document. It was a detailed research report that recorded Blonsky’s entire process from serious injury to recovery, as well as scientists’ preliminary analysis of it.
The report mentioned that trace amounts of gamma radiation residues and an unknown protein structure were detected in Blonsky’s blood samples. These are likely to be the key factors that caused the drastic changes in his body.
“We speculate that Hulk’s blood or gamma rays reacted to some extent with the Super Soldier Serum in your body, creating a new physiological state.”
General Ross explained, “We need to study further. Perhaps, you can become our new weapon against the Hulk.”
Emil Blonsky, at this moment, stands tall and resolute, like an unshakable mountain.
There was a fiery light in his eyes, which was the endless desire for power and the anticipation of the upcoming confrontation with the Hulk.
As the only soldier under General Ross who successfully activated the Super Soldier Serum, Blonsky not only possesses extraordinary strength and endurance, but also carries all the general’s hopes against the green giant.
However, this power does not come without a price.
The Super Soldier Serum, which General Ross regarded as the key to turning the tide of the war, was actually a product that he finally copied after countless trials and failures based on the precious information he left behind many years ago.
But unfortunately, this serum failed to create a second Captain America like its prototype.
On the contrary, its success rate is astonishingly low and it is full of unknowns and dangers.
Many test subjects either died or suffered severe physical mutations after injection. Only Blonsky, with his tenacious willpower and extraordinary physical fitness, successfully crossed the edge of death and gained unprecedented strength.
However, this power is not without side effects.
Blonsky’s emotions have also become increasingly difficult to control, and he is often driven by a primitive impulse of violence.
General Ross knows this, but he has no choice but to hope that Blonsky can become the last line of defense against the Hulk.
“It’s time, General.”
Bronski said.
“Let me stand on the same starting line as that green monster and make this game fair!”
Just as Bronski’s words echoed in the air, a rush of reports in the combat command room interrupted his thoughts.
“General, we found the target’s communication information!”
An intelligence officer hurried into the room, a report clutched in his hand, a look of nervousness and concentration on his face.
General Ross pushed open the door of the combat command room, strode into the room, and glanced at the busy elites.
“Where is he?”
The atmosphere in the entire command room froze instantly, and everyone’s eyes were focused on him.
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“General, the target just appeared at a road gas station two hundred kilometers outside of Philadelphia.”
A technician quickly reported, “But unfortunately, we have lost track of him now. However, we intercepted an email he sent!”
Before the technician finished speaking, a summary of the encrypted email had been projected on the big screen, attracting everyone’s attention.
General Ross walked quickly to the screen and carefully examined the contents of the email.
His eyes jumped between the lines, and finally settled on the familiar experimental data – that was all Bruce Banner’s experimental data before the accident, recording how he changed from an ordinary scientist to the uncontrollable Hulk. .
General Ross frowned, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.
“Why would he send something like this out?”
He muttered to himself, his voice full of confusion and confusion.
Why did Bruce Banner, a man who had been hiding for five years, suddenly show up and get this information at all costs?
“Where is this email sent?”
General Ross stood in front of a huge display screen, with complex codes and a beating cursor flashing on the screen. That was where his elite team was working hard to decipher the source of a mysterious email.
Soon, a young technician wearing glasses raised his head with a hint of excitement and nervousness in his voice: “General, we found it! The recipient of this email is Mr. Lan, and the address to which the email is sent is Columbia University.”
General Ross frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.
“What about his identity? Who is this Mr. Lan?”
he asked.
The technician quickly tapped a few times on the keyboard, and a detailed information popped up on the screen.