Marvel Reverses Wolverine

"So Epsilon and Delta will account for more than 70% of the mutant population."

Dr. Abraham Erskine looked at James with a serious face and nodded.

Relying on the research data and information on a large number of mutant genes he brought back from the Auschwitz concentration camp, as well as the summary and thinking of Dr. Klaus Schmidt, Erskine agreed with the current simpler Greek letter division method.

"Epsilon, as the lowest level, has weak abilities and high body deformity, accounting for about 20%. The Delta level has the largest number and relatively clear abilities. The degree of physical change depends on the characteristics of the specific mutation. , accounting for half of all trials.”

Dr. Erskine and James were discussing hundreds of experimental subjects with genetic mutations. He suddenly realized that the mutant population, which was originally far negligible in the overall population of humans, had been increasing in proportion.

"The specific distinction may be very complicated. After all, the traits and effects of these mutant abilities are ever-changing. Some mutants with purely destructive power can be judged relatively simply by the lethality criteria I proposed before."

"But more special abilities can only be defined slowly with the understanding of mutations."

The division of mutant abilities is too complicated. The examples discovered so far can be roughly divided into physical types, energy types, rules types, etc.

Pure physical mutations, mutant factors that gain beast-like or enhanced physical abilities are relatively easy to study and understand, but mutant powers like Asazo and Eric involving space or even magnetism are far beyond the current level of research that can be explained.

James temporarily left this complex problem to the future. As the mutant population continues to increase and his own research continues, there will always be more discoveries.

"Is there no problem with the serum?"

He seriously asked the doctor that the perfect life evolution serum was what he was most concerned about at the moment.

"The formulation is successful. The base of the super soldier serum and the extract of the heart-shaped grass are combined with your blood. I think its effect will be amazing."

"Considering your physical condition, I refined ten portions of heart-shaped grass extract, leaving only the most important issue of energy."

James looked at the purple-gold potion stored in the vibranium box, and the gleaming purple light flickered.

He has not yet made a final decision whether to use the nuclear energy of the Manhattan Project or the unknown high-energy energy that Steve captured from the battlefield. Dr. Erskine does not know much about this aspect. The super soldier project at that time was also jointly developed by him and Howard Stark. Completed with cooperation.

puff!

Asazo teleported to the underground of Howlett's old house. James said a few words to Dr. Erskine, and then left with Asazo and returned to the mansion in Long Island, New York.

"Klaus Schmidt was sent by the German SS to the Hydra headquarters to observe the development of new weapons and equipment, but the leader of Hydra, nicknamed the Red Skull, launched an armed coup and completely separated from Hitler."

Asazo reported to James information on the investigation of mutant researchers in the Auschwitz concentration camp. Unfortunately, the split and rebellion within the German army completely blocked the investigation.

"So Klaus Schmidt was also eliminated by Hydra?"

James sat on the high-backed chair in the study and asked thoughtfully. Asazo nodded and shook his head.

"It is said that the top brass of the SS, including Heinrich Himmler, failed to return to Berlin. Hitler was so angry that he wanted to send troops to destroy Hydra. Hehe, but now the German army really has no remaining strength. The Soviet Union It’s only a matter of time before we launch a counterattack across the board and reach Berlin.”

"But daddy." Asazo smiled mischievously.

"That boy Steve told me that the SSR captured Hydra's chief scientist, Dr. Zola. They have confirmed the location of Hydra and are about to take final action."

James raised his eyebrows. This was news that interested him. He had already known the information about Dr. Arnim Zola.

This Swiss exiled scientist's research spans the fields of genes and physics. The conventional and special energy new equipment he improved for Red Skull Schmidt have extraordinary strategic significance.

Moreover, he is not tolerated by the orthodox scientific community because of his genetic research that is contrary to humanity and ethics. This is very similar to Klaus Schmidt.

"Where is he being held?"

"It is said that he has been escorted back to New York. He has reached an agreement with the Strategic Science Corps. Even if the German army is defeated in the future, these scientists should not be liquidated, but will be secretly absorbed by the United States, the Soviet Union and other countries."

James glanced at Asazo in surprise. This kid had done a good job collecting intelligence recently, and he actually knew how to do strategic analysis.

He nodded, smiled playfully and said, "Check where he is being held. I'll go see him."

Arnim Zola's short fingers were still nimble enough to cut the fried potatoes and creamy mushrooms with asparagus on the dinner plate. He had done all kinds of terrible and bottomless genetic research experiments, but he himself had always been a vegetarian. No meat in sight.

His short and cowardly appearance always looks harmless to humans and animals, but in the field of research, he is ruthless like a robot. He even talked to Schmidt himself, and his poor physical skin affected his pursuit of truth. pace.

Poof!

Two soft sounds came from behind. Zola looked back strangely, but found nothing. He was currently under house arrest in a safe house in New York, and his privacy should be very high.

When he turned back to continue dealing with the dishes on the plate, a tall, broad, handsome man with half-length black hair was already sitting on the chair opposite.

James calmly lowered his gaze slightly, looking at Dr. Zola, who had a rat head and a rat head with round eyes, and motioned for him to continue eating.

Gudong

Zola swallowed the creamy mushrooms she had not chewed in her mouth, opened her mouth, and finally did not dare to shout. The sharp canine teeth faintly exposed when the man opposite smiled, making people tremble like a hunter at the top of the food chain.

"I have reached an agreement with the US military"

Zola couldn't figure out where the person came from. It might be the Germans, Hydra, or even other Allied countries who wanted him dead.

"The U.S. military has nothing to do with me."

James said indifferently, he didn't sell it too much.

"James Howlett, have you heard of the Howlett family?"

Arnim Zola nodded blankly. This oligarch family, which is particularly mysterious in the Western world, is also considered a top name in the scientific community. After all, too many technological creations, scientific research institutes, and universities bear the name Howlett. Inseparable relationship.

Zola finally calmed down, and he no longer worried about his own life. Once again, he began to hate the weakness of his body, which was not worthy of the power of knowledge in his mind.

"In fact, you have no choice in what I need you to do, but in line with the principle of trusting people, it is better to meet and communicate with the doctor."

James' ears twitched. Three security guards were placed outside the house. They were squatting on guard duty and were unaware of what was happening inside the house. They did their job very well.

"What do you need me to do? I am only willing to do research, and I can only do research."

Zola relaxed his shoulders indifferently. He was used to working for different employers. The Red Skull was pretty good. Like him, he had no moral constraints. It also allowed him to come into contact with such magnificent creations as the Cosmic Cube.

"Of course I still do research, and the conditions are very relaxed, and I can even provide you with conditions in the field of genetics that you are most interested in, but -"

James suddenly focused his eyes, and his body suddenly exuded a dangerous aura as deep as a prison, like a beast releasing pheromones to drive away weak creatures.

"Your various experiments on living subjects are not allowed. Any act that dares to cross the line will make you regret coming to this world."

Zola nodded hurriedly, not daring to wipe the beads of sweat from her head.

Ordinary people will instinctively feel fear when they see the vicious and murderous prisoners in the prison, and this kind of invisible and qualityless aura, similar to the biological magnetic field, is ten times and a hundred times more terrifying than that vicious aura.

"You'll enjoy your new research environment."

James suddenly lost his momentum and said easily, snap, he rubbed his fingers and lay down comfortably on the roof. Asazo, who was waiting for the sunset, yawned and turned into a black mist and came to his father's side.

Dr. Zola shook and almost fell off his stool. Looking at the red-skinned devil that appeared out of thin air, he somewhat understood what he meant by the new "research environment".

A certain peak deep in the Alps.

The frost was severe and the wind was blowing. Bucky kept rubbing the barrel of his gun to prevent it from becoming brittle due to overcooling. The coldest months near the foot of the Swiss Alps from November to February every year were only around minus 4 or 5 degrees Celsius, but at high altitudes it was year-round. Freezing snow and cold wind can crack people's skin.

He looked at Steve, who was only wearing a lining and a combat uniform, and unconsciously moved closer. Everything around this guy was steaming.

"Remember when I pulled you on the roller coaster in Coney Island?"

Bucky roared at the top of his lungs, trying to drown out the sound of the howling wind and snow. Steve looked at the cable that ran from the peak to the opposite mountainside and sniffed.

"Of course, I vomited."

After saying that, he hung up the buckle on his waist and prepared to wait for the target to arrive. Bucky sighed and fastened the buckle as well. He felt that this was a kind of revenge.

There is only one hidden railway track that can lead to the Hydra mountain base. He and the members of the Howling Commandos have already been ambushing on the peaks they pass by. Several radio experts are still detecting and monitoring, and the transport train is approaching.

"Prepare!"

Whoosh.

Steve and Bucky slid down the ropeway, and two other team members followed them, but they took another ropeway to provide fire support on the opposite side.

The lock is quickly lowered from a height of several hundred meters to hit the passing train. Once the lock is released at the wrong time, the result is death at the bottom of the mountain.

Boom, boom.

The two of them landed on the roof of the train fairly accurately, and the dull sound alarmed Sebastian Xiao, who had been sitting for a long time and was a little bored. He was waiting for Captain America all the way.

Chapter 2 is later, still catching up.