"Whoosh!"
Controlling two daggers, George stealthily slit the throats of two guards and arrived at a fork in the road.
According to his understanding and overheard information during this time, the right side of the fork led to the cafeteria, and beyond the cafeteria were the rooms where the Mutant children were held, while the left side led out of the Base.
If he were to go left now, with his current strength, he would most likely be able to sneak out safely, then get a car and escape.
Once he drove to a crowded area in the city, he would be as free as a bird.
With those Mutant children attracting firepower, he estimated that not many people would come after him later.
"Ah!!!"
Just as he was about to step towards the left side of the fork, a tragic scream echoed from deep within the right fork. It was a tender voice, a child's voice.
And this scream made George lower the foot he had raised.
"It has nothing to do with me. We're not related. There's no need to risk my life for strangers. Anyway, they'll eventually escape too."
After a moment of hesitation, he raised his foot again, preparing to step left.
"Ah!!!"
Another scream rang out, from another child.
There were a total of fifty Mutant children in the entire experimental Base, and according to what he saw in the movie, less than twenty, including X-24 Little Wolf Girl, managed to escape in the end.
This meant that more than thirty Mutant children died during this escape.
"Although they are just children now, if they grow up in the future, they will all be good combat forces. If I can take them under my wing, it will provide an extra layer of security in this dangerous Marvel Universe.
Besides, nothing ventured, nothing gained. For the sake of the future, taking a risk now is worth it.
If it's really too dangerous, it won't be too late to run then."
With a change of mind, George shifted the foot that was originally going to land on the left to the right.
In fact, at this moment, he himself didn't know if his current choice was truly because of the reason he had just thought of, or simply because of the lives of those twenty-odd children.
Humans are sometimes like this; until that moment truly arrives, no one knows what choices they will make.
Some people consider themselves selfish, but at a critical moment, they choose to sacrifice themselves to save others.
While others are full of benevolence and morality, but in the end, they choose to be the first to escape.
George considered himself not a good person, but not a bad person either; he was just a normal person with a moral standard at the human average.
If he were asked to sacrifice himself to save others, he couldn't do it, but if it was to risk saving others without sacrificing himself, especially a group of children, then he thought he might be able to try.
"Ladi, Weir, Allie."
In the cafeteria, Gabriella watched the three children who had been shot and killed for blocking the pursuers, and tears streamed from her eyes again.
After understanding that the purpose of this gene modification research institute was not to research a cure for cancer, but to cultivate Mutant assassins, she and several equally kind colleagues decided to secretly take these poor children and escape.
However, before the plan could even begin, the high-level officials of the research institute had already decided to execute all the children.
Because of this, they had no choice but to escape early, but even though the children possessed various miraculous abilities, they were no match for the experienced guards armed with cold firearms.
They had only just escaped to the cafeteria when several of her colleagues had already been killed while providing cover, and more than a dozen of the fifty children had also been killed. To truly escape later, even more were expected to die.
"Laura!"
At this moment, seeing X-23, the strongest among the children, being restrained by her limbs and held suspended in mid-air, unable to break free after killing six people, Gabriella pulled out the submachine gun from a nearby guard's corpse and said to the children behind her:
"You go to the door, Aunt Isa will take you to your destination."
Isa was the last surviving colleague. She was usually responsible for driving a large truck to transport daily necessities purchased from the city to the Base.
After receiving their notification, she had already driven the car to the door to meet them.
"What about you and Laura?"
The slightly older Mutant boy, who was leading the group, showed a worried expression.
Although they had always lived in the laboratory and lacked common sense, they were not stupid.
"Ricktor, you are the oldest among them. I'm entrusting them all to you. Take them to the destination and wait for me there. I will definitely bring Laura to find you."
Gabriella gently instructed the boy, then held the submachine gun and fired wildly at the opposite side, intending to create an opportunity for the children to escape.
Her marksmanship wasn't good, but this wild firing made the guards who were controlling Little Wolf Girl scramble, causing one of Little Wolf Girl's feet to break free from its restraint. She fiercely plunged the Adamantium wolf claws on that foot into a guard's eye, temporarily freeing herself.
However, it was clear that more guards were already rushing in from the corridor.
Ricktor gritted his teeth at the sight and led these non-blood-related younger siblings down the corridor behind them.
But they had barely escaped the cafeteria when they were stopped in the corridor by four armed guards.
"Everyone, attack together!"
Despite their inner fear, they still mustered their courage, intending to fight these four guards to the death and escape from here.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
However, before their abilities could activate, two of the guards suddenly collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from their necks. The remaining two guards quickly turned around, only to be met by two bullets.
"Are you all right?"
George dealt with the four guards, and seeing the stunned children in front of him, he also breathed a slight sigh of relief.
There were still thirty-four children alive; he had arrived in time.
"757!"
Discovering that the one who saved them was 757, the Mutant who never spoke, Ricktor was also stunned for a moment, but then immediately said anxiously:
"Aunt Gabriella and Laura are still in the cafeteria."
"I've cleared out the guards behind you. You keep escaping. I'll go save them."
George didn't hesitate, gave a quick instruction, then threw away the empty submachine gun in his hand, picked up two from the dead guards on the ground, and rushed towards the cafeteria.
"So brutal?"
As soon as he rushed into the cafeteria, he happened to see Little Wolf Girl straddling a guard's neck, repeatedly striking his head, even causing brain matter to spill out.
That sight startled the surrounding guards.
However, she was ultimately too thin. The guards, having reacted, suppressed her with bullets. Although she couldn't be killed due to her healing ability, she was still knocked down from the air, stumbling backward repeatedly.
Next to her, Gabriella had run out of bullets and was suppressed behind cover, unable to help at all.
"It's time to show some real skill!"
At this moment, simply controlling daggers to kill enemies was clearly no longer enough. He didn't have healing abilities to fear so many guns from the other side.
If he couldn't kill the opponents as quickly as possible, what awaited him was merciless suppressive fire.
So George picked up two submachine guns, applied all his control over magnetism to the bullets in the magazines, and began firing wildly.
And those bullets, after being fired, did not fly along their original trajectories, but were affected by magnetism, turning into arcs that precisely hit the foreheads of all the guards.
The firing speed of a submachine gun, the accuracy of a sniper rifle—this was his true trump card that allowed him to dare to come and help.
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