Reincarnation Paradise: The Crucible

Trask Industries, a large industrial group founded by Bolivar Trask in 1967, was born almost at the same time as the X-School and the Brotherhood of Mutants.

In the nearly half-century history of development, this industrial group has only one goal, which is to eliminate all existing mutants. As a result, the Sentinel, a pure war machine, came into being.

Over the past fifty years, countless mutants have died because of the Sentinels, and accordingly, the number of Sentinels destroyed by mutants is also astronomical. The Brotherhood is the main force that destroys the Sentinels.

But the biggest difference between the two is that each mutant is unique, while the Sentinel is a standard weapon that can be mass-produced.

For a mutant to have qualified combat power, it takes at least ten years, or even longer, to grow and train.

The time required for a Sentinel robot from production to delivery is no more than one week, or even shorter.

Compared with the two, even though the mutants have always been far superior to the Sentinels in terms of high-end combat power, they are still in a passive position in the overall situation.

After all, the destruction of the Sentinels only damaged some insignificant resources of Trask Industries. With the secret support of the national military forces, these losses are nothing to them.

But the mutants are different. Their casualties are real and irreversible lives. In the long run, even if they are far from the point of extinction crisis, the decline of mutants is visible to the naked eye.

The only way to reverse this trend is to completely destroy the Sentinel production line of Trask Industries. Only by completely cutting off the source of these endless Sentinels can the mutants truly achieve a permanent end of trouble.

So since a large number of Sentinels began to become active, the Brotherhood members headed by Magneto have never given up the pace of searching for the Sentinel production base.

But it is obvious that Trask Industries is also quite clear about its lifeblood, so to this day, the extremely secretive base headquarters has never been exposed.

Even when Professor X used the brainwave amplifier to search the world, he could only find those insignificant parts processing factories. This part of the industry is spread all over the world and it is impossible to destroy it all. However, the controller production line base, which is the core of the Sentinel, has never been found.

If nothing unexpected happens, this base headquarters will remain hidden until 2023, until the Sentinel completely evolves to its ultimate form, thus setting off a Sentinel frenzy that almost destroys the entire world.

But today in 2006, due to the intrusion of the contractors, with their high-end technology from other worlds, the research and development progress of the Sentinel has been greatly improved, but at the same time, the location of its base headquarters is inevitably known to many contractors in the camp.

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Mexico, a presidential country with a territory of 1.9644 million square kilometers, can only rank 14th in the world in terms of area, but its crime rate is well-deserved to be the world's top.

Because of its proximity to a superpower, this country in southern North America is almost never at peace, and the crime rate has hit new highs.

Here, drug lords and gangs are everywhere, and drug abuse, gang fights, arms trade, human trafficking and other incidents are common.

And Trask's base headquarters is located in a remote mountain in this chaotic country.

In order to build this large base that includes multiple core technologies such as sentinel research and development, main controller manufacturing, and X-gene analysis, Trask Industries hollowed out most of the mountain and continued to dig at least 100 meters of underground space to finally form it.

The permanent population in the base alone is a huge number of tens of thousands, and the living area, R\u0026D area, production area, entertainment area and other facilities are all available, almost equivalent to a small city with all the internal organs.

Coupled with the patrol guards and X-gene detectors that can be seen everywhere, as well as the mental power confusion magnetic field covering the entire base, this base can be said to have achieved the ultimate in confidentiality.

Strictly speaking, this is the real core of Trask Industries, and the so-called group buildings and secret laboratories that are exposed to the public are just a cover-up.

Once this place is destroyed, the huge Trask Industries will be paralyzed directly. The sentinels who have lost the main controller and the X-gene database are like humans who have lost their brains. At that time, all that will be left are hard shells that cannot move at all.

Therefore, the level of external protection here is of utmost importance, but no matter how tight the fortress is, it often cannot withstand the collapse from the inside.

When Chisuo and others quietly sent the inconspicuous magic mirror body into the base, the death knell representing destruction has already sounded the final countdown.

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"Secret?"

"As long as it exists, there is no absolute secret in this world."

Above the mountains where the base is located, behind the misty cloud curtain, a majestic warship with brilliant golden patterns on its surface is floating in the air.

On the battleship deck, Xu Yue was quietly staring at the giant magic mirror in front of him that was several meters in size. Through the gradually clearer mirror surface, he could see a spacious room opposite that was luxuriously decorated.

No matter how tight Trask Industries's protection of the base headquarters is, it is useless for the magic mirror that can even penetrate the world barrier.

In fact, secrecy is the most effective means of protection for the other party, and when its specific location is exposed, it is only a matter of time before it is destroyed.

Without much delay, after confirming that the size of the room opposite meets the requirements, Xu Yue decisively turned around and walked towards a large nuclear warhead that had been prepared on the rear deck.

He has a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of secret base hidden in the mountain. He doesn't need to use too many means. He just needs to throw the high-yield nuclear bomb in his hand into it and detonate it. Then the 10,000-ton boulder that collapses and falls will bury everything in the base.

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“No matter how many times I watch it, I am obsessed with this technology. It is a near-perfect fusion of biological genes and mechanical engineering. Hongye, do you know what this means…”

In a core laboratory at the Trask base headquarters, a young man in a white research suit was looking at the large amount of data in front of him with enthusiasm. He muttered to himself, and without waiting for the female contractor dressed as a secretary to reply, he continued to speak.

“This means that as long as I am given the complete genetic map of Magneto, I can even mass-produce countless biological sentinels with the same magnetic field control ability. This is a force that can subvert the world. Even in the rating of Paradise, this is at least a high-end mechanical blueprint with a full score of dark purple, and…”

The young researcher in the room continued to talk excitedly, but Hongye beside him was far less excited than the other party.

Her slender eyebrows slightly frowned. Compared with the incomprehensible data drawings in front of her, she was obviously more worried about the upcoming crisis.

"Turing, I know that the value of the sentinels is very high, but the focus now is not on this. We only have the last 6 hours. The military has urged us more than once. Are you still planning to send those old models of sentinels to the Cairo battlefield? They can't deal with Apocalypse."

The narration was interrupted directly. After the words fell, the excitement on Turing's face quickly converged. He glanced at Hongye who was worried beside him, and replied with a nonchalant smile.

"Richard will naturally deal with the military. From the time we get enough resources, the government military is no longer of much use to us, especially after Apocalypse was born, so we don't need to care too much about their attitude."

"As for Apocalypse..."

When talking about Apocalypse, Turing paused slightly, and his expression became a little serious.

"For Apocalypse, there is actually not much difference between the simulated sentinels with special abilities and the old models. The opponent's ability to disintegrate matter at the molecular level is enough to crush everything. The losses on Kiyu Island are enough to show the gap between us."

"That guy is a creature on a completely different level from us. The human wave tactics will not work. The human camp is now just going through the last frenzy before dying. We don't need to waste precious combat power on such meaningless consumption. Do you understand?"

Turing's explanation was very straightforward, but this explanation obviously could not convince Hongye, who was still frowning.

"Then we won't participate? Mission punishment..."

"Of course it's impossible not to participate, we just need to wait for the right time."

"The right time?"

Turing glanced at Hongye who asked again with a little disdain, sighed helplessly, and then continued:

"Do you remember how Apocalypse in the original world line went offline?"

"Of course I remember... You mean?!"

"Well, even if the overall power of the human camp is temporarily dominant, the protagonists of this world are always mutants. The contradiction between Apocalypse and Professor X cannot be reconciled, so the mutants will not let the other side devour Professor X so easily, at least his group of students will never agree, but to this day, have you ever seen any X-Men appear in the Cairo battlefield?"

After speaking, Hongye shook her head slowly, but her frown slowly relaxed. Obviously, she also realized that this situation was not normal.

"It's impossible for the X-Men to give up the professor. If I remember correctly, the phoenix didn't seem to have died in the previous battle of Alcatraz. In this way, the result is obvious. Some contractors are using the mutant camp to lay out, and now the arrogant Apocalypse is the carefully planned turtle in the jar."

"So no matter how bloody and cruel the current Cairo battle is, it is just a warm-up foreplay after all, and there is still a distance from the final climax."

"As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Before the opponent has revealed his cards, if we don't want to be swallowed up, the most critical trump card cannot be handed over so easily."

As the fingers tapped, the large amount of data about the Sentinel on the screen quickly disappeared, and what emerged instead was a shocking image of a gorgeous fire phoenix flying above the nuclear explosion smoke and looking down with its wings spread.

Looking at the vivid flaming phoenix in the center of the image, Turing's eyes were deep, and greed flashed in his eyes.

"If you want to be the ultimate killer, patience is essential. There will definitely be a war between mutants and Apocalypse. No one will be happy to have a high and mighty 'God' suddenly appear above their heads, especially when this 'God' intends to completely control even the mind. This is even more intolerable."

"Apocalypse in this era is doomed to rebel and alienate everyone. This is an indelible human nature, even for the four horsemen selected by him personally. And by then, a large number of simulated sentinels will determine whether we can get a share of it. So we don’t need to pay too much attention to the human government, do you understand?”

"And aren't there still several batches of older models of Sentinels in the warehouse? You can hand those over to Richard later and he will take care of everything."

"I understand, I..."

"drop!!"

In the room, after listening to the explanation, Hongye just nodded to express her understanding, and then a harsh warning sound suddenly interrupted her next words.

"Beep!! Abnormal space fluctuations detected!"

The warning sound was high-pitched and long, and Turlington's expression changed when he reacted. He turned around and looked at a metal ball in the corner of the room that was flashing a dazzling red light.

"Lock the abnormal location immediately and project real-time images!"

The ball that received the command quickly stopped flashing, and then the subtle sound of rotating parts continued to sound. After a few breaths, a virtual image was projected.

The image shows a mysterious circular mirror suspended out of thin air in the room that is slowly shrinking, and below it is a huge silver warhead. The fan-shaped nuclear warning sign on the surface of the warhead looks particularly dazzling.

The next second, the round mirror in the center of the image disappeared in an instant, and the huge warhead exploded under the gaze of two pairs of horrified eyes. Endless flames instantly occupied the images in front of them.

"Farke!"

"boom!!!"

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Outside, there was first a violent roar that shook hundreds of miles, and then thick smoke rose into the sky. In a daze, it seemed that the towering mountains that accommodated the entire underground base were invisibly jumping upwards under the violent impact of this large-yield nuclear bomb. A jump.

So when it landed again, the ground below was crushed directly under the heavy pressure without any surprise, and the sound of cracking in the earth's crust was heard one after another.

Through the billowing thick black smoke, one can vaguely see that with the continuously collapsing mountain peaks as the center, the surrounding land is a miserable scene of dragons and snakes rising from the ground and being fragmented.

In the sky, the battleship Sun Chaser in the clouds still stayed in the same place without moving. At the front of the deck, Xu Yue was playing with the magic mirror he had just recalled not long ago, but his eyes always stayed on the grand occasion created by him below.

The originally towering and majestic mountain peaks on the surface of the earth have long since disappeared, replaced by the giant smoke cloud that seems to reach the sky and the earth. Looking at it, the collapsed mountain peaks within the smoke cloud are no longer clearly visible, but the crumbling force of the earth outside the smoke cloud is still there. It continues to spread crazily outward.

In fact, a nuclear bomb alone is far from enough to cause this terrifying scene of earth-shattering and mountain-shattering, but the unique geographical structure of the Trask Base has greatly increased the chain reaction caused by the nuclear bomb explosion.

Sometimes, no matter how majestic a palace is, as long as one of its load-bearing wooden piles is removed, the entire palace can collapse in an instant.

There is no need to be too sure. Just looking at the billowing smoke that is almost rising near the battleship, no one will doubt whether there are still members in that base who can survive.

"It should be over now!"

At the edge of the deck, Hank looked down at the violent vibrations below that could not subside for a long time. There was a trace of unbearability on his big furry blue face, but more of it was a sense of relief.

In fact, both Professor

But the doomsday news learned from Xu Yue's mind directly rejected all their hopes. Facing the sentinel apocalypse that destroyed everything more than ten years later, neither education nor politics seemed to be able to change the mutants. It was destined to be a tragic ending of being massacred. Now all they could choose was to rise up and resist.

And now, with the destruction of the Trask General Base, it also means that the future of mutants being exterminated by the Sentinels has been rewritten by them.

On the other side, unlike Hank's optimism, Xu Yue's brows were frowning slightly unconsciously. Until now, his completion rate of the main mission has remained at 33%, which is very unreasonable.

"It's not over yet. It seems that their main base is more difficult than expected."

"Prepare the magic main gun!"

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On the surface, the rising smoke and dust began to become gradually shallower as time went by, until it was almost imperceptible.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, only an ugly piece of fragmented land was clearly visible in the misty smoke. In the center, the broken peaks and remaining rocks were piled up. From a distance, it looked like a giant tomb standing among the ruins.

After a few breaths, the still grave suddenly began to tremble slightly, and then exploded from the inside out.

In an instant, the sound of breaking through the air came one after another, and large pieces of broken earth and rocks flew everywhere. In the center of the scattered rubble, a giant sentry with a badly damaged body was leaping out from the deep hole under the tomb.

"Bang!!"

The exaggerated weight of nearly a hundred tons hit the ground hard, causing the broken surface that had just calmed down to stir up waves again. The violent vibrations caused the surrounding ground to churn and crack every inch.

The flying debris kept hitting the silver metal surface of the sentinel, making crisp echoes, mixed with the harsh "sizzling" sound caused by the leakage of a large amount of electric current.

With a size far exceeding that of a normal sentinel, this mainframe sentinel that houses the core server of Trask Industries and the X-gene database successfully escaped from the nuclear explosion. Although the price was that almost no inch of its huge body of more than 30 meters was intact, and most of the defensive armor plates were also destroyed, at least it survived.

In the control cabin, through the sentinel's blood-red electronic eyes, Turing, who was filled with a strong meaty smell, also opened a pair of bloodshot scarlet eyes and looked around.

Looking around, the surrounding land was devastated, with dense and deep cracks crisscrossing, like a huge porcelain plate that had been violently smashed, looking extremely hideous.

Seeing this, Turing's eyebrows twitched slightly in the control cabin. The damage caused by the nuclear explosion was far more serious than he had imagined. Judging from the current situation, let alone the survivors other than him, even the tens of thousands of Sentinels of various types stored in the base warehouse would most likely be buried forever.

In other words, from entering the world to now, all the investment and efforts he has made in the Trask Industrial camp can basically be declared in vain.

Even with this main brain type Sentinel in his hand, as long as he is given enough time and resources, he can completely pull out a new army of Sentinels, but the mission time limit of less than 6 hours will obviously not give him the opportunity to develop slowly.

"Damn traitor!"