Chapter 126: Lighting a dynamite warehouse sometimes only takes a small spark

The night was deep, and Bruce Banner finally escaped, entering the rainforest.

The moment his figure disappeared into the rainforest, this capture operation led by General Ross could be said to have failed completely.

After all, this was Brazil, and the reason General Ross found was just to capture an official fugitive. The real reason couldn't be exposed, so things could only go to this step.

In Bruce Banner's rental house, various technical personnel were checking the simple house in all directions, leaving no dead ends, trying to find some new valuable information.

General Ross touched the simple version of the centrifuge made of old tires and bicycle chains, and for a while didn't know what to say.

Bruce Banner was a talented person, but unfortunately, he was too stubborn and insisted on using himself as an experimental subject. Finally, he became the Hulk, and the situation became what it was now.

This time, he escaped, so it would be even harder to catch.

Ross sighed constantly in his heart. He was already thinking about whether to promote the Super Soldier project from another direction. The Hulk project was no longer very feasible.

"Sir!" Emil came to the room, not knowing what to say for a while. "We actually almost caught him, if it wasn't for a green monster appearing to stir up the situation."

General Ross didn't pay much attention to him. To be honest, he really wasn't too surprised by this result.

When Emil was full of confidence and wanted to compare physical strength with the Hulk, General Ross felt that this time, it was probably ominous.

"Sir!" Emil saw Ross's appearance and thought that the other party was disappointed in himself. He couldn't accept this matter. His mission had a 100% "favorable rate."

"Sir, I guarantee to you that once I catch that scientist, I will use all my interrogation means to make him say all the information about that thing!"

Ross turned his head and looked at Emil, who was full of muscles. He suddenly had an idea. If the Hulk couldn't be caught, changing to this one was also a route.

"If I tell you that he is Bruce Banner?" Ross asked rhetorically.

Emil choked for a while. He could accept that he lost to a weapon, compared to tanks, planes, armor, but he couldn't accept that he lost to a person, especially an "ordinary person" who hadn't undergone Deep Web exchange enhancement.

If Bruce Banner and the Hulk were the same thing, Emil also found it hard to convince himself. After all, he lost so simply and so thoroughly.

"Sir... this... how is it possible?" Emil didn't want to believe it.

"We will talk about this matter slowly when we go back. Notify others and prepare for the return trip." Ross patted Emil's arm and said to him.

In the military base, Ross specifically called Emil together alone.

"I know you don't want to believe it, but that is indeed a fact." Ross handed Emil a cup of coffee. "Some people are very obsessed with super weapons, and I just want better and stronger soldiers."

"Do you mean... Bruce Banner is actually a deserter?" Emil asked.

"No, he is just a scientist, a scientist who is so paranoid that he uses himself as an experimental subject." Ross roughly narrated this matter to Emil. "Since the World War II era, we have been trying to manufacture super soldiers, and Bruce was just one of the members of this project."

"Of course, he didn't know what his real project was, just thought it was some kind of cancer cure. His research was finally determined to be valueless by the committee, but he violated the regulations and conducted an experiment. The result, you have seen."

Emil listened to this, and the appearance of the Hulk, as well as the power he couldn't match, appeared in his mind.

"Sir... what kind of experiment was that?" Emil murmured. When this sentence came out of his mouth, the speed of his cell movement had started to slow down.

This time, facing the strong enemy head-on, the gains obtained from fighting the Hulk disappeared without a trace in Emil's unconsciousness.

"Its success rate is not high, and it requires extremely firm belief and will. So, think about it, and come to me tomorrow." General Ross said to Emil.

"Yes... Sir." Emil left in a daze.

After Emil walked out of sight, Ross made a phone call. "Prepare a copy of the super soldier serum for me, put the container and the entity together in the storage room, and remember, make it look old."

Ross wanted to use some strange means to fool Emil. This person's brain was still a bit too simple.

However, this wasn't completely a scam. Although the experiment had nothing to do with the Hulk, although the super soldier serum was an inferior version self-made by the military after Howard's death, if it succeeded, it would indeed be able to obtain stronger power, wouldn't it?

That night, in the gym, Emil was sweating like usual.

General Ross's words, the Hulk's power, and all kinds of messy things made his thinking very chaotic, and he couldn't concentrate at all.

So, Emil forgot to turn off the restriction plates. When the barbell was lifted, half of the barbell plates fell to the ground with a *clang*.

This was originally a very small thing, but it was like a spark, lighting Emil, this dynamite warehouse.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Emil threw the things in his hands directly, smashed all the fitness equipment he could see, and made the whole gym a mess.

*Huff, huff... *

After doing all this, Emil sat on the ground, panting. Smashing things was more physically exhausting than imagined.

*What the hell am I doing! *

Emil covered his head, slapped himself twice, and then stood up. He was going back to rest, rest, and everything would be normal.

When passing a mirror, Emil subconsciously stretched out his hand and bulged his muscles, just like many days ago, his hand became a tiger claw.

However, this time, when the tiger claw tore the air, Emil seemed to see a green big block appearing behind his back. That was the Hulk.

*Bang! *

Emil smashed the mirror with one punch, and also punched a hole in the wall in front of him. In this way, he could finally "not see" that guy.

*Super soldier project... *

*Perhaps, I need some help from external forces to improve myself quickly. Relying on myself, it is impossible to catch up. *

*That's right, this is a wise, correct, and most cost-effective choice. *

Emil raised his head and saw his face from the fragment pressed by his fist. It was still so powerful, but it seemed that something had disappeared from his body.

That was confidence, that was the will belonging to a martial artist. ===== CHAPTER 127 =====