Lu Yi was by no means a soft-hearted person, and he would never let any enemy go. It was clear that this time, Lu Yi was determined to take revenge.
Before Natasha arrived, she had requested a copy of the Special Forces intelligence report from Nick Fury and obtained a very useful piece of information about Jason.
Natasha wasn't sure whether Lu Yi actually knew about Jason's situation, but considering Lu Yi's formidable strength—and the fact that he called her by name the moment they met—she decided to test it.
A spy must make the right judgment at critical moments.
Since they couldn't catch up to Lu Yi, it was better to intercept him at a fixed point. If successful, great; if not, it didn't matter—after all, they couldn't catch up to Lu Yi anyway.
This time, Natasha's judgment was indeed correct, but unfortunately, it was correct in the most unfortunate way.
The firepower of the fighter jets simply wasn't strong enough. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stop Lu Yi!
By the time Lu Yi arrived at Lake Yakari, they were still on the way.
Lake Yakari, an ordinary-sounding name, and there are at least 800 places with this name in the United States.
Like most of the others, this one had more beautiful scenery, richer vegetation, abundant water resources, and a smaller population.
Other than that, there really didn't seem to be anything special.
But Lu Yi knew there must be something unusual here.
A long time ago, this place used to be a secret military base. Colonel William Stryker, the military representative, had conducted an extremely secret experimental project here, aimed at researching mutants and developing the X Weapon.
At the time, due to certain unforeseen circumstances, Wolverine—who had been trained as an X Weapon—suddenly turned against him and, together with his brother, destroyed everything here. The place was temporarily abandoned, and Colonel Stryker became a lost cause.
Later, the military, impressed by the power of Wolverine and another female dog in the test results, found the long-lost Colonel Stryker and resumed the project here, holding the belief that "the most dangerous place is the safest place."
The military built an underground base beneath this location. This base was more advanced than the previous one, completely eliminating any chance of test subjects escaping—truly an ironclad fortress.
But unfortunately, even the strongest iron walls have a day when they are broken—and today was that day!
Boom!
A figure descended from the sky at more than twenty times the speed of sound, smashing into the ground like a missile. At the impact point, a deep crater formed, resembling a meteorite strike.
Everything around the crater was affected. The shockwave produced by the impact generated strong wind pressure, creating cracks, bending the vegetation, and making the once calm water surface surge with waves.
In contrast, the culprit who caused all of this was completely unharmed. He stood in the crater, glanced at it, and then casually walked toward a crushed steel passageway.
The figure reached the steel passage, stretched out his disproportionately large arms, and placed his hands on it. With seemingly little effort—like a hot knife cutting through butter—a piercing metal-scraping sound rang out as his five fingers dug into the steel surface.
Screech!
He curled his fingers and pulled hard. Another crisp, grinding metallic sound echoed. The steel passageway was forcibly opened, turning into a narrow gap—barely wide enough for a person to bend over and squeeze through.
But he didn't go in immediately. Instead, he first held onto the edges of the passage, then stepped up and pushed, widening it into a path that allowed a person to walk normally through. Only then did he enter.
His footsteps echoed crisply on the steel passage floor. However, the sound penetrated the metal and traveled to the other side of the tunnel like a demonic echo, making the guards stationed there involuntarily tremble.
The commotion was too loud for anyone in the underground base to ignore, and they immediately initiated defensive measures.
In the underground base, all armed personnel and several controlled, modified mutants joined the effort to surround and suppress the intruder.
They stood at the end of the steel passage, eyes locked on the dark, eerie tunnel ahead, waiting for the figure to emerge.
Step. Step. Step…
The figure didn't appear immediately, but the faint sound of footsteps grew closer and louder!
This placed tremendous pressure on them. Some even considered rushing into the tunnel to engage the intruder.
Fortunately, the steel tunnel wasn't long. Soon, a figure appeared at the end of it, ending the unbearable anticipation.
"Fire!"
No one knew who shouted it, but everyone pulled their triggers, firing at the figure.
Bullets rained down like a storm, but the figure was unaffected. His steps never faltered—calm, steady, and relentless—just like before, as he walked toward them step by step.
At first, they thought he was wearing armor like Tony Stark's, but when he approached, they realized that wasn't the case.
He was completely naked, relying solely on his own physical power to withstand all their attacks.
Having worked in this base for a long time, they had a higher tolerance for the bizarre than ordinary soldiers. They didn't panic for long and quickly recovered.
Then, they ordered those controlled and weaponized mutants to move forward and engage the figure.
Let monsters fight monsters!
Four figures of differing forms—one even more like an animal than a human—stepped out and began to fight the intruder.
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