Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

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The doctors' diagnosis was like a verdict, announcing a reprieve for his death sentence, and it was a miracle that he was still alive.

However, a miracle really happened, and it far exceeded expectations.

According to the latest medical examination report, Bronski's body not only did not have any sequelae, but also showed physiological indicators beyond ordinary people.

Bone density has increased abnormally, muscle tissue regeneration speed is amazing, and even the heart function is several times stronger than that of ordinary people.

All of this points to an incredible conclusion - Bronsky has been "transformed" to some extent.

You know, when General Ross injected the super soldier serum into Bronsky, he was in the mood for a last-ditch effort. Unexpectedly, it was successful, and the effect was very good!
General Ross felt an irrepressible excitement well up in his heart.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm. "How are you feeling, Bronsky?"

Bronski slowly opened his eyes, complex emotions flickering in his eyes.

He tried to move his body. Although it was still a little stiff, he could clearly feel the power surging in his body.

"I feel fine, General Ross."

He revealed a reborn tenacity, "Besides, I'm very angry. I really want to find that guy again and have another good fight with him!"

Upon hearing this, General Ross curled up the corner of his mouth into an imperceptible smile.

This was exactly what he expected, a desire for power and an indomitable spirit in the face of challenges.

He knew that the "that guy" Bronski was talking about was the Hulk, the green giant created by the accidental fusion of the Super Soldier Serum.

The power of the Hulk has always been the treasure that General Ross has always dreamed of, and it is also the obsession that has made him hunt down the Hulk for many years without success.

"I understand how you feel, Bronsky."

General Ross spoke in a gentle tone but with a firm look in his eyes. "But first, we need to understand what happened to you. Your recovery this time exceeded our expectations. Perhaps... this is another direction for the Super Soldier Program."

General Ross turned around and motioned for his adjutant to bring a document. It was a detailed research report that recorded the entire process of Bronski's recovery from serious injury, as well as the scientists' preliminary analysis of it.

The report mentioned that trace amounts of gamma radiation residues and an unknown protein structure were detected in Bronski's blood samples, which were likely the key factors that caused the drastic changes in his body.

"We speculate that the Hulk's blood or gamma radiation somehow reacted with the Super Soldier Serum in your body to create a new physiological state."

General Ross explained, "We need to study it further. Perhaps, you can become our new weapon against the Hulk."

Emil Bronsky, at this moment, stood tall and resolute, like an unshakable mountain.

There was a fiery light flashing in his eyes, which was an endless desire for power and the anticipation of the upcoming head-on confrontation with the Hulk.

As the only soldier under General Ross who has successfully activated the Super Soldier Serum, Bronsky not only possesses extraordinary strength and endurance, but also carries all of the general's hopes of fighting the green giant.

However, this power does not come without a price.

The Super Soldier Serum, which General Ross regarded as the key to turning the tide of the war, was actually a product he copied based on precious information left over many years ago after countless trials and failures.

Unfortunately, the serum failed to create a second Captain America like its prototype.

On the contrary, its success rate is alarmingly low and it is full of unknowns and dangers.

Many test subjects either died or suffered serious physical mutations after the injection. Only Bronsky, with his tenacious willpower and extraordinary physical fitness, successfully crossed the brink of death and gained unprecedented power.

However, this power was not without side effects. Bronski's emotions became increasingly difficult to control, and he was often driven by a primitive impulse of violence.

General Ross knows this, but he has no choice but to hope that Bronsky can be the last line of defense against the Hulk.

"It's time, General."

Bronsky said.

"Put me on the same starting line as that green monster and make this game fair!"

Just as Bronski's words echoed in the air, a hurried report from the combat command room interrupted his thoughts.

"General, we found the target's communication information!"

An intelligence officer hurried into the room, holding a report tightly in his hand, his face full of tension and concentration.

General Ross pushed open the door of the combat command room, strode into the room, and glanced at the busy elites.

"Where is he?"

The atmosphere in the entire command room froze in an instant, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"General, the target just appeared at a highway gas station 200 kilometers outside Philadelphia."

A technician quickly reported, "But unfortunately, we have lost track of him now. However, we intercepted an email he sent!"

Before the technician finished speaking, a summary of the encrypted email was projected onto the big screen, attracting everyone's attention.

General Ross walked quickly to the screen and carefully examined the contents of the email.

His eyes jumped between the lines, and finally fixed on the familiar experimental data - that was all Bruce Banner's experimental data before the accident, recording how he changed from an ordinary scientist to an uncontrollable Hulk.

General Ross frowned, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Why would he send something like this out?"

He muttered to himself, his voice full of confusion and puzzlement.

Why did Bruce Banner, a man who had been hiding for five years, suddenly show up and get this information at all costs?

"Where was this email sent to?"

General Ross stood in front of a huge display screen with complex codes flashing and a constantly jumping cursor. His elite team was trying their best to decipher the source of a mysterious email.

Soon, a young technician wearing glasses looked up, with a hint of excitement and nervousness in his voice: "General, we found it! The recipient of this email is Mr. Lan, and the address of the email is Columbia University."

General Ross frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"What about his identity? Who is this Mr. Lan?"

he asked.

The technician quickly tapped a few times on the keyboard, and a detailed document popped up on the screen.

(End of this chapter)