Chapter 245： Restart Super Soldier Program (1/2)

Chapter 245 Restarting the Super Soldiers Program

The United States, the military second base.

The large transport fighters landed slowly at the airport, and the military ambulances that received the notice were already waiting around. After the deck of the cabin was opened, the medical staff quickly swarmed up to protect the flat frame and stunned Emmyb. .

General Ross came to the edge of the deck and greeted the officers who arrived at the base to pick up the plane. The armed soldiers who turned back into the cabin urged: ”Not yet?”

As soon as the voice fell, with the sound of a dull bone crack, an armed soldier flew a few meters in a parabolic trajectory from the cabin, and fell heavily on the steel floor.

”General. We... can't do it...” The armed soldier coughed up with blood, and was taken up by the medical staff at the base, lying on the medical flat frame and taking it away.

However, Kyle was still asleep on the military vehicle. The armed soldiers originally wanted to remove him from the car. As a result, the door was not opened yet. Kyle’s subconscious, instinctively prompted him to raise his hand and make a simple drive to drive the fly. action.

You know, Kyle today is only weaker than the Hulk.

His hand-on shot, at least contains tons of impact, how can the ordinary human body survive.

As a result, several armed soldiers accompanying this mission did not fall in the hands of the Hulk, but finally fell on the sleeping Kyle.

”This...” General Ross looked at the military car parked in the cabin of the cabin, and for a moment he did not know what to do.

This is a symbol of peace. Can't you stay on a fighter or military vehicle?

Just when General Ross was guilty, a beautiful black shadow, kicking high heels, approached from the outside airport to the fighter.

Most of the soldiers passing by were disappointing. They did not mean to stop. Some soldiers wanted to go forward and stopped, and soon they stopped under the block of the air wall.

General Ross’s face was strange. When he looked at the oriental beauty of a professional suit, he was astonished and keenly aware of her sense of danger. She could not help but ask: “Are you?”

”The Carl family, the person of the non-natural office.” Rainy smiled and handed out a black gold business card that resembles a card. The slender white fingers point to the military vehicle where Kyle is.

”I came to pick up our family.”

California, outside the visa level.

After a series of thrilling camouflage, the shirt was worn out, and Bruce Banner, who had a loose trousers on his lower body, cluttered his hair against a cap and finally stood on the long-lost homeland.

The pursuit order of a fleeing military is four years. If this is not because of the military’s door-to-door raid, forcing him to make a wrong move, he will not return to this country for the rest of his life.

Bruce lowered his hat, and the vicissitudes of his face were hidden under the shadows, carefully avoiding the noisy crowd, like a tramp walking on the street.

He walked for a moment without purpose, and looked up with amazement, only to find that he subconsciously came to the main entrance of a university.

Calver University.

Here is where Bruce's fate turns.

Four years ago, from here, from the peak of his career, his love and love, he fell into the boundless trough of accidental escape monster criminals.

The university is full of birds and flowers, the fountain is shining in the sun, the young boys and girls on the lawn are playing, and the aisles are full of students and teachers who come and go.

Bruce was afraid of being recognized by an acquaintance and hiding in the shade of the aisle.

As if God's teasing, a long-haired female teacher with a long hair fluttering, just happened to come out from the main entrance of the school, holding a man in a suit and a close-knit, with a smile and a pass from the aisle.

That was his former girlfriend, Eliza Taylor, the daughter of General Ross.

Bruce sighed in his heart and was about to turn and leave, cleverly blowing a breeze, and a propaganda poster fell on his hand.