Super God Marvel

In the afternoon, after Frege arranged everything, Randy drove with him to a special military experimental base somewhere in Washington.

When the security personnel of the experimental base saw Frege's license plate number, they allowed him to pass directly. After the two got off the car, Randy followed Frege to a secret office inside the base.

A short, middle-aged white man was sitting at the desk, checking something. He suddenly raised his head when he heard Randy and Frege calling, and stood up with a smile to greet them.

"General Frege"

The short man extended his right hand to Frege. After the two shook hands gently, the short man immediately turned to ask: "General, you suddenly want to meet me. Is there anything important?"

"Colonel Stryker, it's not me who wants to meet you today."

Frege smiled and shook his head, pointed at Randy beside him, and said, "It's Mr. Houston."

"Mr. Houston" Stryker turned his head to look at Randy aside in confusion, and looked at him with a scrutinizing look.

"Hello, Colonel Stryker, I'm Randy Houston."

Randy nodded slightly and introduced himself, "Of course, you should have heard of my other name, Blackadder."

"Blackadder"

Stryker's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked tentatively: "You are the representative of the mysterious organization that provides human body enhancement potions to the military."

"Yes."

Nodding, Ronan said: "Colonel Stryker, this time I am preparing to discuss an important matter with you face to face on behalf of my organization Human Eden."

"Discuss something"

Stryker raised his head to meet Randy's eyes and asked: "I remember that I don't seem to have any interaction with your organization. Why would you think of inviting General Frege to meet with me."

"Indeed, we didn't have much communication before, it's just"

Randy smiled faintly and said suddenly: "It will be available soon."

"What do you mean?" Stryker was even more confused and turned to look at Frege with a questioning look.

"You and Mr. Houston are the protagonists today, so I won't say anything more. If you want to talk about anything in person, I'll go out first." Frege smiled, and as soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the office.

"bang"

The office door was completely closed, and Stryker raised his head and looked into Randy's lowered eyes.

The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds before Stryker looked away, turned and sat back on the office chair, pointed to the sofa beside him, and said very politely: "Mr. Houston, please sit down."

As soon as Randy stretched out his hand to lift the hem of his clothes and sat down, Stryker's voice sounded again.

"Mr. Houston, if you had investigated me beforehand, you would have known that I don't like beating around the bush, so please tell me what is important."

Stryker stared at Randy with slightly frowning eyebrows, as if he wanted to see something from his expression, but apart from his calm eyes and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't see anything else. .

"I hope, Colonel Stryker, that you and Exploration Aerospace will give up the plan to acquire the Osborne Group."

After Randy heard Stryker's voice, he immediately turned to look at him, without any scruples, and immediately said: "Eden on Earth needs to fully control the Osborne Group to implement an important plan."

"Abandon the acquisition of Osborne Group"

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nbsp; Stryker's eyes suddenly froze, and he asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Houston, I want to ask where you got the news."

"You don't need to know that."

Randy chuckled, shook his head, and said slowly: "You just need to reply and agree or not."

"Mr. Houston, I don't know where you got the confidence to say this to me. Since you already know that I am planning to acquire the Osborne Group with Exploration Aerospace, a subsidiary of the Space Administration, you should understand what I am going to do. Mutants have always They are all a major hidden danger to the U.S. government, and the Brotherhood headed by Magneto hates the government even more. In recent years, some of the terrorist attacks they have caused have put the lives of many dignitaries and even the President at risk. Seriously threatened.”

Stryker squinted his eyes and stared at Randy, and said coldly: "The Osborne Group's gene transplant plan can definitely help me carry out subsequent research. Coupled with the Mutant Registration Act, we can all mutants Find them all and eliminate them in one fell swoop. By then, the so-called variant threat will be gone. Moreover, Mr. President and most members of Congress have clearly expressed support for my plan, and I have no reason to give up."

"You really have no reason to give up, but"

Randy smiled nonchalantly and responded: "I'm not asking you to give up completely."

"All we need in Eden on Earth is to control the Osborne Group. As for the gene transplantation plan, you can definitely participate in it to complete your follow-up research. There doesn't seem to be any conflict between us and what you want to do."

"No"

Stryker pondered for a moment, shook his head decisively, and said in a deep voice: "The research I conducted is absolutely confidential, and I cannot tolerate anyone's interference."

"Have you really made your decision, Colonel Stryker?" Randy suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring at Stryker with a cold gaze, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

Being stared at by this snake-like gaze, Stryker couldn't help but shudder out of his intuition of danger, but his expression remained as tough as ever.

"I think I didn't make it clear just now, so I'll tell you in detail one last time."

Just as he was talking, Randy stood up from the sofa, stretched out his hand to support the brim of his hat, and said coldly: "Colonel Stryker, you should know that we have a close relationship with General Frege, General Ross, and some senior military officials, and even Regarding the relationship with those senior officials in Congress. If the organization is really determined to deal with you, do you think those members of Congress who previously supported you will still support you as before? And the decisions of those members of Congress who defected before the battle will definitely be If it affects Mr. President’s judgment, when the time comes, do you think Mr. President will still let you complete this research without any scruples?”

Facing Randy's gaze, after hearing these words, Stryker finally showed a little hesitation in his eyes.

"When that time comes, we just need to use the power of the military and those members of Congress to exert some pressure. Don't say that the research can't continue, I'm afraid nothing can be saved. And Colonel Stryker, what you did secretly before The things that you think are unknown are not completely unknown to anyone. Our database in the Garden of Eden seems to store some records of your previous events."

After the words fell, Stryker's hesitation became even more hesitant, and he even frowned slightly.

"We don't ask you to give up everything. You can continue your follow-up research as usual, but you and the space agency must hand over control of the Osborne Group to us."

"We can make appropriate concessions on this matter, but you"

Randy suddenly emphasized his tone, "We must compromise."

After the voice fell, Randy turned around and walked out of the office without looking back, leaving Stryker sitting alone in the office chair with his head bowed in silence.