The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 280: They couldn’t have done it on purpose, could they?

on the conference screen.

Bob was reporting: "Simpson's combat power is indeed too strong. The battle footage has been submitted along with my report. Theoretically, if he only relies on cold weapons, two hunting teams and two perfect fourth-stage experimental subjects are no match for him."

"At the same time, Simpson was also able to crush and kill the initial five-stage experimental subjects. This should be related to the large amount of drugs injected into him by the No. 3 laboratory."

On the other side of the screen, Bolick nodded slightly: "What's Simpson's situation now?"

"Brain damage." Bob replied, "This may be the weakness of these test subjects. Morris hit him on the forehead during the fight. According to the injury report, there was no problem. It was also this blow that seemed to shut down Simpson's mind. His current situation is similar to that of the third-phase test subject, but he can't understand any instructions. Well, he has become an idiot."

Bolick laughed when he heard this: "This seems to be good news."

"But, in this case, we may not be able to learn from Simpson about the person behind the scenes."

Bolick was more optimistic than Bob: "Think about it from another perspective, Bob. Is it just because of our potion that Simpson has become so difficult to deal with?"

"What do you mean? He is stronger than others? But I looked at his resume and file, and there is no problem."

"Our opponents may be older and more mysterious than any interest group we know of. The fact that they can easily allow an idiot to become a state legislator is proof of this. It is not difficult to hide a Simpson. We have also conducted experiments on similar people, including the Simpson Phase 1 Experiment No. , but the situation is not optimistic."

"You've seen those people lose their minds, but Simpson didn't. It could be that he was originally suitable. Another possibility is that he was already familiar with this kind of thing."

Bob nodded slightly: "It's possible. You mean Simpson might be sent by the other side to test us. General, will our base be in trouble?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Otherwise, they wouldn't have lost those people, let alone tested us with human lives. The exposure of Base No. 3 is probably related to Morris."

Bob was slightly startled, then asked, "Is there something wrong with Morris?"

"I doubted him, but at least from the fact that he brought back Simpson this time, if we can confirm that Simpson is different, then there is nothing wrong with Morris. It can't be that the other party deliberately sent something for us to study, right?"

"That's right. So what's wrong with Morris you're talking about?"

"He was used by someone." Bolick said helplessly, "But it's not his fault. Judging from his report, he was attacked at the time, and those people were fully capable of killing him or even transforming him, but they didn't do that."

"It should be because they don't know where our base is, nor do they know our specific research and development progress, so they made Morris lose his memory. As long as Morris shows up, we must bring him back even if we know it's a conspiracy. In fact, we are doing this, right?"

Bob nodded. "No one knows what he will say to the LAPD. We know that our people in Los Angeles cannot deal with him, so we have to get him out. We want to know what he has been through."

Bob said with a wry smile: "Now that I think about it, we really have no choice. They also exposed the FBI's criminal trading. These people just want to find out where our base is."

"Yes, but fortunately, at least this time it proves that Morris was completely unaware, which is good news. It's not that Morris has returned, but that those people don't know where our base is. This at least proves that the opponent's power is not strong enough to enter all systems."

"I'll keep an eye on this matter. Also, Simpson needs to be sent back to headquarters as soon as possible."

"Well, no problem. Now that you have completed the preliminary examination, send Simpson back to the base. The people we encountered before were all dead, but Simpson should have what we need. The most important thing is that he is still alive."

"Okay General, by the way, there is one more thing."

"What?" "Morris wants to go to the main base."

"Oh?"

"He needs medicine," Bob said. "From the looks of it, it's a bit like a drug addict needs drugs. And his fighting ability is obviously much higher than Arthur's."

"What's your verdict, Bob?"

Bob was silent for a moment, then said, "He didn't care about Arthur when he attacked Simpson, so he killed Arthur."

Bolick nodded slightly when he heard this: "He was a soldier before, and completing the mission is his top priority. This is why we invested in him. However, this is not why you asked me about this for him. Tell me, Bob, why do you think he can do it?"

"He told me," Bob began, "that he didn't care whether Arthur lived or died because Arthur was a nigger."

Bolick was stunned.

Then, Bolick laughed and said, "That's an offer I can't refuse."

"So, General, what about this?"

"Well," Bolick decided, "You, him, and Simpson should go to Base No. 2 together. It's a branch of the main base and the place where he was born. It should be enough."

"I understand, General."

The topic has come to this point, and Bolick also added: "I also happen to have something to ask you."

"General, you know everything."

"What's going on in Phoenix?" Bolick asked dissatisfiedly, "How could such a big conflict break out?"

A trace of disdain flashed across Bob's face: "They always like to make a big deal out of this kind of thing, don't they?"

"I mean, why are those black people suddenly not afraid of death? The police didn't prepare any weapons in the first place during today's conflict, so they were caught off guard. If it weren't for the militia fighting back against those black people, they might have occupied the PPD headquarters."

"You mean, someone is organizing them, right?"

"Send your people to investigate this matter before you leave." Bolick said, "I always feel that something is wrong. If this happened in Los Angeles, I might still think it's normal, but it shouldn't be like this in Phoenix. Those guys seem to be not afraid of death all of a sudden."

"I understand, General." Bob said, but still mentioned: "But you may have to be prepared that they just want to vent. Those damn policies of the left party seem to make them really feel that they are superior to others."

"You know what I mean Bob."

"Of course, General." Bob nodded slightly. "Those organizers will commit suicide soon."

(End of this chapter)