Stryker was previously the head of the Mutant Supervision Administration. Although he did not have much power because the conflict between humans and mutants had not yet intensified, he still had a large list of mutants and suspects of suspected mutants. Just more.
With the support of Wang Xu or the Congress, Stryker was the tiger that came out of the cage. He struck with such ferocity and cruelty that even Wang Xu felt inferior to him.
For three consecutive days, the twenty helicopters and forty armored vehicles that were transferred were not repaired in the parking room, not to mention being on call 24 hours a day.
The effect was of course significant. In addition to the hundreds of lists of people Stryker had, thousands of suspected mutants were also invited to the Hoover Base for tea.
"Let me out. I am unjust. I have no superpowers at all. I am not a mutant."
"Please let me make a call. I'm a magician. My partner can prove that I'm not a mutant. Making the spoon bend is really just a magic show."
"I want to protest. I am an Indian artist. Making snakes dance is an ability that every Indian artist has. Isn't it ridiculous to say that I am a mutant?"
Walking inside the Khufu Dam, Wang Xu saw countless iron cages, containing thousands of people like animals, and a steady stream of mutants were brought in from outside.
Wang Xu looked at their expressions. Some were silent, some were actively defending, some were threatening, and some were crying loudly.
These people are of all ages, including the elderly, children, men, women, and even people with disabilities.
Wang Xu believes that some of them must have been wronged, but there is no way to redress the injustice here, because Stryker's X weapon test, in addition to using mutants, also requires a group of experimenters who are not mutants.
"How many people are imprisoned?" Wang Xu, wearing a military uniform without military rank, walked past the cage with his hands behind his back.
The officer guarding here saluted him and said: "Sir, there are 1,200 people in total, of which 1,132 are in moderate danger and are being held here. The other 68 are in higher danger and have been injected. The tranquilizers are kept on the next floor. According to the instructions, 800 mutant prisoners will be sent over in the evening. By then, we will conservatively estimate that there will be more than 2,000 mutants here."
Taking the roster from the officer, Wang Xu flipped through a few pages, which contained the names, abilities, threat index, home addresses, and even relatives and friends of these people in detail.
Wang Xu glanced at it a few times and then put down the list. The mutants with average levels of danger showed that their genes were not strong and they were dispensable to Wang Xu.
What really concerned him was the 68 dangerous elements imprisoned on the next floor.
Mutants who can be rated as dangerous are those who have the ability to escape and cannot be contained in ordinary iron cages. The lowest level is level 2 mutants.
Among them, the Iron Knight, who was cleaned up by him and brought back to the base, enjoys intensive care in the prison on the next floor.
"Sir, sir!"
Wang Xu was about to go downstairs when a pair of hands stretched out from the iron railing and grabbed his clothes.
"Let go, I order you to let go!"
Seeing this man's actions, the four soldiers raised their guns and roared loudly.
Wang Xu waved his hand to signal the soldiers to retreat, and calmly looked at the middle-aged man in his forties who looked at him expectantly: "Is something wrong?"
"Sir, I was wrongly accused. I am not a mutant. I was just drunk and causing trouble in the bar. I threatened others and said I was a mutant. I just wanted to scare them. Just let me go." The middle-aged man is an elegant man.
Li An, standard blond hair and blue eyes, with a cunning smile.
Wang Xu lowered his head and looked at his hand grasping the corner of his clothes, and whispered: "What next?"
"I'm not a mutant, can you let me out?"
"puff!"
Before Wang Xu could answer, a young man who was in the same cage with him laughed: "Let you out, are you dreaming? They arrested thousands of people from all over the country at one time, do you think they were acting legally? What if?
Let me let you out. What if you talk nonsense outside? Once you come in, don’t even think about leaving."
Wang Xu glanced at the boy. The boy looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old. Unexpectedly, he was quite enlightened.
Once you enter here, no matter you are a real mutant or a fake mutant, there is no possibility of getting out.
In fact, Wang Xu's arrest operation was not authorized, and it is impossible for Congress to leave written permission for such an operation.
This kind of operation is done to deceive others but not to hide it from superiors. Like many high-secret military operations, it is not known to the outside world.
If he really wants to be exposed, Wang Xu himself will be fine. Due to the pressure of public opinion, the Weapon X program will go bankrupt, just like the first Weapon X program went bankrupt in 1987 when Wolverine escaped.
Therefore, those who come in will never get out unless they survive the Weapon X program and are used as biological weapons.
"I, I..." Looking at Wang Xu's expressionless look, cold sweat ran down the middle-aged man's face.
Wang Xu opened the roster in his hand, compared it with the cell number, and quickly found the file of this middle-aged man: "Ralph, a German-American, a brewery employee, once claimed in public that he was a mutant.
, and posted many times as a mutant on online media, and actively discussed mutant abilities with others."
"I am Ralph, but I am really not a mutant. I just want to be different. People will be afraid of me if I say I am a mutant." Ralph refused to give up hope and actively defended himself.
Wang Xu looked into his eyes, and there was an 80% chance that Ralph was not lying, and a 20% chance that Ralph was an actor, and lying was the same as telling the truth.
He believed that the former was most likely, and he was probably an unlucky guy who liked to brag, and ended up bragging and paying taxes.
"Pen!" Wang Xu held the roster in his left hand and stretched his right hand toward the back.
The officer standing behind him quickly took out his pen after hearing the sound and put it in his hand respectfully.
Wang Xu took the pen, glanced at Ralph, and quickly crossed out the word chimpanzee in the category column and wrote the word monkey.
"Sir, sir?"
Looking at Wang Xu who was leaving without looking back, holding the roster in his hand, Ralph said loudly: "What does monkey mean? What does monkey mean?"
Wang Xu kept walking. There were five kinds of people in the base: officers, scientists, soldiers, chimpanzees, and monkeys.
The chief controls the situation, the scientists conduct the experiments, the soldiers maintain order, the chimpanzees are the subjects of research, and the monkeys are the medical experimental subjects.
In future reports, there will be no report of how many mutants died today and how many human experimental subjects died tomorrow. There will only be two codenames: orangutan and monkey.
Don't underestimate the code name issue, it's just a fig leaf. No matter what the facts are, it looks very humane in the document.
Didi didi...
After entering the password and scanning the cornea, Wang Xu opened the downward passage.
The Hoover Dam is divided into three levels: the upper level is for garrison troops, the middle level is for prisons, and the lower level is for laboratories.
In order to ensure that high-risk mutants would not escape, he opened a separate safe area in the laboratory, where all 68 high-risk mutants were imprisoned.
Of course, this is only data on the surface. In fact, there is a more secret alien laboratory below the laboratory.
If one day, the X-Men police realize that mutants are being secretly arrested and find the Hoover base, the first three floors will be his shield, giving him enough time to transfer the experimental results to other worlds.
"No. 068, Level 2 Mutant Iron Knight, ability, steel covering."
"No. 067, Level 2 mutant clone, ability, divided into seven."
Wang Xu took the roster and walked past the glass rooms. Inside was a mutant with special abilities and higher importance.
However, these people are not his targets. The mutants he is looking for are more powerful, and they are third-level mutants numbered within 10.
"Number 009, a third-level mutant red tank, capable of one hundred tons of strength." Looking at the red tank lying on the bed with dull eyes, Wang Xu showed a slight smile on his lips.
With a huge force of 100 tons, weak defense against small-caliber rifles, and the ability to never tire, the red tank can really be called a red tank.
Unfortunately, this is not an era where brute force conquers the world. The red tank is invincible but lacks defense and speed. This is its biggest flaw.
The special forces team that captured him, after studying the capabilities of the red tank, used a helicopter with a hook lock to hook his body and fly it to an altitude of 100 meters, then dropped him and knocked him unconscious.
The entire battle did not reflect his destructive power at all. You must know that the red tank in the movie is an elite mutant who suppresses Colossus and tears apart main battle tanks with his bare hands.
"The power of mutants comes from genetic mutations. It is not a power that is cultivated by oneself. It is always impossible to exert it to perfection. Especially the low-level mutants have very obvious shortcomings. Even Magneto and Professor X are no exception. My favorite
I'm afraid of a targeted attack." Looking at the slightly stupid Red Tank who had taken a lot of sedatives, Wang Xu continued to walk forward.
After more than ten steps, he stopped in front of Cell 001 and set his sights on a little girl.
Number 001: Level 4 mutant Amra, 7 years old, codenamed Prophet, whose ability is to foresee the future.
Amra herself does not have any powers. Apart from the ability to foresee the future, she is no different from an ordinary little girl.
In her file, Wang Xu saw a question mark. Apparently even Stryker didn't think that this little girl could really foresee the future.
Otherwise, if she could foresee the future when the Marines captured her, why didn't she escape in advance?
However, according to the investigation, Amra does have the ability to predict things. When she was 5 years old, she said that her grandfather would have a car accident tomorrow.
At that time, her grandfather was still working on the farm. He was shocked when he received Amra's call and didn't pay attention.
The next day, Amra's grandfather died in a car accident because he was crossing the road. From that day on, Amra became a prophet and made three prophecies in two years.
Except for the prediction about her grandfather that came true, the remaining two predictions all failed. Even the locals couldn't tell whether she was a prophet or not, and they were always doubtful.
"Didi didi..."
After entering the password on the door, Wang Xu opened Amra's room and walked in with his hands behind his back.
Amra is not an aggressive mutant, she has not been sedated, and is drawing in the room at this time.
When Wang Xu walked in, her painting was almost finished. When he saw the painting for the first time, Wang Xu's eyes narrowed.
If an ordinary person looks at it, they will think that the painting is of a person walking a dog. The girl's drawing skills are not good, and the dog's tail is too long.
But in Wang Xu's eyes, what kind of dog was there? It was clearly a small alien.