Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1461: Superhumans Don’t Let Go Even When They Die
He took every step very cautiously, his eyes fixed on the front, and his weapon in his hand ready to fire at any time.

When they approached the metahuman mercenary, they found that he had been blown to death.

The wounds on his legs were still bleeding. His body lay weakly on the ground, his eyes filled with fatigue and despair.

The Great English soldiers quickly stepped forward and surrounded him.

One of the soldiers walked up to him and kicked him in the body to see if he was still able to resist.

"Humph, I finally caught you."

The soldier said coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

The superhuman mercenary raised his head slightly, and with the last bit of strength he had, he glared at them fiercely and said, "You...don't even think about it..."

However, his voice was so weak that it was almost drowned out by the noise around him.

The Great English soldiers ignored his threats. They quickly took out special restraints and tied up the superhuman mercenaries tightly.

The soldiers of the British Empire were like well-trained hounds, shuttling back and forth across the smoke-filled battlefield, not letting go of any trace of superhumans.

Even the corpses of those superhumans who had fallen and whose life force had dissipated were carefully collected and loaded onto the transport vehicles.

For the British Empire, the bodies of superhumans are far from worthless waste, but a treasure trove of great potential.

Almost every part of a transhuman's body tissue has recycling value.

The bone marrow contains mysterious energy factors, the flesh and blood contain active substances that have not yet been fully understood, the special structure of the internal organs may hide the secret of superhuman power, and the cells contain key ingredients that can be extracted and transformed.

Scientists race against time to study and analyze the parahuman corpse before it loses its vitality.

They use advanced technology to squeeze out the magical serum from these body tissues.

Every superhuman corpse can be squeezed out to produce dozens or even hundreds of doses of demonic power serum, depending on the strength of the superhuman's abilities and physical condition during his lifetime.

Although the superhuman abilities granted by these magical serums made from corpses may not even be able to truly break the limits of the human body.

But even so, these created superhumans are by no means ordinary people.

They possess strength and speed beyond that of ordinary humans, and on the battlefield, this ability is enough to make them a force that cannot be ignored.

They can play a huge role in some special tasks, such as conducting reconnaissance deep behind enemy lines, destroying important enemy facilities, or acting as vanguard troops in fierce battles.

As for those superhuman mercenaries who are still alive, their fate is even more tragic.

They were used as a living resource by the soldiers of the British Empire.

The British Empire has an extremely complete scientific research system and facilities. These facilities are like a huge scientific research factory, running day and night.

Researchers will regularly extract body tissue samples from these living superhumans to create the demon power serum.

Every time blood was drawn, it was like a sharp dagger, mercilessly piercing their bodies and taking away the life essence in their bodies; every time a sample was taken, it was like pouring salt on their wounds, making them suffer unbearable pain.

These superhuman mercenaries were imprisoned in small, dark cells, their hands and feet were locked in heavy shackles, and their bodies were too weak to even resist. Their eyes were filled with despair and anger, but they could only watch the researchers approach them again and again, taking away their life force again and again.

On this battlefield, any superhuman being is doomed to be captured alive and have their body collected. They are like chess pieces being mercilessly manipulated by fate, with no power to resist.

However, this turbulent situation did not only affect Greater England.

Little France also could not escape the fate of being besieged by mercenaries.

However, Little France, a country that was once glorious on the European continent, is now no longer as strong as before in terms of military industry.

Their former glory has long since become history. Now, faced with this complex conflict, they are clearly unable to keep up with the upgrading of weapons and equipment and logistical support.

This also caused them to suffer a lot of losses in subsequent battles.

These mercenaries and bandits are no ordinary mob.

They were fully armed, and each one looked like a demon walking out of war purgatory.

They carry a wide variety of firearms, ranging from common assault rifles to powerful sniper rifles.

What's more, they also carried rocket launchers, heavy weapons that could cause great damage to armored targets and fortifications.

When it comes to protective equipment, they are also unambiguous. They have all the necessary equipment, including bulletproof vests and multi-functional helmets, like a mobile fortress.

What is even more shocking is that some of these people have undergone special body modifications.

Their arms and thighs were replaced with mechanical parts, flashing a cold light, full of "cyberpunk" style.

These mechanical limbs not only give them superhuman strength and speed, but also make them more agile and deadly in combat.

They are like a group of killing machines that came from the future, making armies of various countries terrified.

After the news spread, countless people were attracted by the chaos and benefits.

The desperate criminals saw hope of escaping poverty and hardship. They sold their property and tried to reach the island country through various means to join this crazy feast.

Refugees flocked to this land full of dangers and opportunities in search of a ray of hope, while bandits were even more unscrupulous, eager to make a fortune in this chaos.

The ambitious people, with their own conspiracies and ambitions, attempt to establish their own power and realize their own hegemony on this land.

Today, the island nation’s waters, Mount Fuji, and even the Tokyo area have completely turned into a huge battlefield, a true “everyone is a soldier”.

The once bustling city streets are now full of busy arms production lines. In the factories, workers work day and night, and the roar of machines is deafening.

They produce a wide variety of weapons and equipment, from pistols and rifles to tanks and armored vehicles, from ordinary bullets to powerful artillery shells.

These arms production lines are like huge devil's factories, constantly creating death and destruction.

And in this chaotic land, those who have become superhuman beings have become the focus of everyone's attention.

(End of this chapter)