28 CHAPTER 28

The room I was in had become fully packed with armed soldiers but I paid them no mind as I tried to see if I could at least save the young man they classified as Weapon H.

The others were lost cause with progressive cellular degeneration and extreme physical deformities being the least of their problems. If I had something like biological manipulation then I would have had some degree of hope in saving them but not this. 

"You are trespassing in a restricted government military base. You'd surrender now if you knew what was good for you."

Weapon H on the other hand had less deformities and his experimental procedures were yet to be completed but I could feel very little of what I would call a sapient conscience from his brainwaves' frequency. 

I'd have to take him out of this base if I was to have any chance of saving him. 

[Task completed] 

[Data deleted – 100%] 

"This will be your last warning. Step away from the pod with your hands where I can clearly see them."

I finally turned around to the group of people I had been ignoring since the beginning for the sake of preserving my tethering sanity that was steadily dangling over the dangerous edge. 

Ross, being the fearless man he was, stepped forward from the contingent behind me while the others leveled their guns at me. 

He stood a healthy distance from me before he started speaking. "Who are you, and how did you get here unnoticed?"

Just looking at the nonchalant and composed expression on his face really was pissing me as the seconds ticked by. 

I know fully well the type of world I was in but that doesn't mean that I can't react in extreme ways when I see some really fucked up shit. 

"These were all done under your express orders, right?" I ignored his question and asked one of my own while pointing at the few pods in this space. 

We held each other's stare for a few seconds before he signaled his men and they all got really to rain down fire at any given moment. 

"I don't believe you understand what's happening. I'm asking the questions here, son.. And if you don't want to volunteer to be the new paint job for these gloomy walls then I'd suggest you answer my questions." He said in a very bland tone and raised one finger up, prompting his squadron of soldiers to start romancing the triggers of their guns with their fingers. 

I've already gotten everything I needed from this base and being someone who hated meaningless conversations, I made my decision then and there. 

So what if the others knew? I doubt they'd care that much about me killing Ross when even Banner hated the man with every fiber of his being. If I can kill inconsequential mercenaries for trafficking alien weapons across the continent without remorse, then why should I care about Ross? 

Repercussions? As if.. If even by some twisted sense of fate they found out that I killed him, the most they'd do is hunt me down around the world while failing to catch me all along the way. 

"Your last chance."

'Outright slaughtering a whole base of soldiers doesn't look good anyhow I twist it, and it'll also break whatever trust I've managed to cultivate with the rest of the team.'

Sigh.

Morality honestly can sometimes be a pain in the ass but it still wasn't something I was willing to cross so easily. 

Before any of them could react, a tennis sized hole opened in Ross' chest caused by an energy beam none of them could react to. 

Before he fell over, I destroyed his head by firing another one for good measures. 

'Always double tap the boss.'

The entire base immediately drowned in the ensuing chaos as Ross' cold dead headless body hit the floor. 

The two scientists had already made the most astute decision they could by running away as soon as they saw the military general's fate. 

I ignored the bullets that bounced off against my skin and focused on the two frightened fleeing scientists and sent a telepathic wave that was supposed to freeze them in place but surprisingly it only worked for Cornelius while Stryker only stumbled for a bit before picking up the pace with renewed vigor. 

I am a guy who prefers efficiency and straightforward solutions above all else when working so what happened was that he was forcefully yanked back by an invisible force that delivered him to my waiting hands, all the while ignoring the entire base that had gone crazy trying to kill me. 

I could see some of them bringing in new weapons but I paid them no mind and only focused on the two pieces of shit in front of me. 

I didn't say anything to either of them as I plunged both of their minds, digging out the trillions of terabytes of data that their brain housed. 

[Two sets of memories has been successfully downloaded] 

[Tagging the two sets of memories under 'William Stryker' and 'Abraham Cornelius'] 

You just gotta love the Mind Stone and it's frightening level of efficiency. 

Throwing away the two dead husks of a body, I did one final scan and confirmed that there was nobody of interest that needed to be bagged. 

Finally having enough, I mentally shut down all the telepathic waves around the base, effectively knocking out everyone in a display that shocked even myself. 

The entire place quietened down with me being the sole person standing. "I could do that the entire time? Now that's some terrifying efficiency."

I might have added a tad bit more pressure than needed but it's not as if the Mind Stone tells me what it can currently do. 

I turned back to face the group of pods behind me which were all riddled with bullet holes except for Weapon H which I protected during the whole shootout. 

Since I have both Stryker and Cornelius' memories, maybe I can fix this guy and get him back on his feet. A little act of selfless heroic deeds every now and then won't hurt me. 

[Proceed to assimilate the two sets of acquired memories?] 

'Hell no. I don't want to have whatever traumatic shit they did permanently plastered in my head.'

I left them as is, only opting to sift through them when I needed some particular information they had. 

The steel contraptions that bound the pod broke on its own before wrapping itself around it to prevent it from opening as I lifted it with me and flew out of the base. 

The only thing I felt from everything that happened in that base, other than disgust and hate, was a fleeting sense of relief when I killed the three of them. 

This experiment would have been the precursor to Ross being the Red Hulk had I not intervened when I did. 

I'm just content that I managed to put a stop to a major crisis we would have faced in respect to the huge numbers of experimented monstrosities that would have started popping out had it been successful. 

I flew back to the Compound with a pod flying behind me. 

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