With just a slight squeeze of his right hand, Russell could crush Jack like an ant...

  However, despite being pletely at a disadvantage, Jack maintained his arrogant demeanor, showing no iion of surrendering, "Do you dare? You worthless piece of trash!"

  "What do you think?"

  As he spoke, Russell gradually increased the pressure of his grip, watg as Jack's face turned from normal to a deep, purplish red. Jack struggled like a fish out of water, twisting and writhing in Russell's grasp.

  "Y-you..." Jack tried to speak, but Russell's tightening grip made it impossible.

  When Russell first grabbed Jack, the other soldiers noticed, but hesitated to open fire.

  They were well aware of Russell's immerength and feared that any attack might provoke him into killing Jack ht.

  Through their sniper scopes, the soldiers could clearly see Jack's face growing darker and redder from ck of oxygen. A few of them aimed their rifles at the back of Russell's head.

  Sensing their iions, Russell leaped with Ja tow, nding ihe training field's exit. He then puhe trol panel for the training field's door.

  With the troller destroyed, the heavy metal door slowly desded, sealing off the training field.

  By now, Jack was on the verge of death. His struggles grew weaker, and his face turned an even deeper shade of red.

  Just as Russell was about to finish Jack off, Wilson rushed over, shouting, "You 't kill him! He's the security chief here! If he dies, the people in the main trol room will detohe colr around your neck!"

  Seeing Wilson's frantic expression, Russell hesitated for a few seds before finally releasing Jack.

  As Russell let go, Jack colpsed to the ground, gasping for air. His bored breathing was audible even from several meters away.

  "You, e with me to the b! The rest of you, take ander Jack to the medical room and treat his injuries!"

  The first part of Wilson's order was directed at Russell, while the sed part was for the Hydra soldiers who had arrived te.

  Jack refused the soldiers' help, struggling to his feet on his own. He shot Russell an icy gre before silently walking away.

  Once Jack was gone, Wilson approached Russell and carefully examined him, "Are you badly hurt?"

  Although Wilson didn't kly what Russell had been through, the blood on his body clearly indicated serious injuries.

  "I'm fine now. Everything's healed."

  Aside from Russell himself, no one knew about the 'Dionesium Factor' inside him.

  Even Wilson, who had been dug his medical examinations, assumed his rapid healing was due to the Abomination serum.

  "Go yourself up then. It's not the right time to pletely turn against him yet. Give me some more time, and I'll find a way to remove that colr from your neck."

  With that, Dr. Wilson quietly left.

  ...

  After returning to his room to wash up, Russell y on his bed, p his move when his tablet suddenly buzzed with an encrypted email.

  Russell immediately reized it as a message from Dr. Wilson.

  Using the agreed-upon decryptiohod, Russell accessed the information Wilson had sent.

  The email tained Jack's personnel file and psychological evaluatio.

  Although Hydra wasly a legitimate anization, they had a fairly stific system for evaluating their members' abilities and psychological states.

  What Wilson had sent over was Jack's internal evaluation data, accessed through his authority as the head of the Abomination Project.

  After reading the report, Russell finally uood why Jack harbored sutense hostility toward him.

  In summary, Jack was a seasoned bat veteran with extreme disdain for superhumans and a deep-seated racism.

  As a superhuman of Asian dest with bck hair and eyes, Russell was the embodiment of everything Jack despised.

  To Jack, Russell represehe two types of people he hated most, and he had to endure Russell's presence right under his nose.

  Shortly after Russell finished reading Jack's evaluation, Wilso another dot.

  This time, it was information about the Electroshock Explosive Colr around Russell's nebsp;

  The base didn't have any data on the colr, as it was a standard-issue item provided by Hydra headquarters to all research facilities. Wilson had to rely on tacts within Hydra headquarters to obtain this information.

  The colr rimarily desigo restrain high-value prisoners a subjects, and it featured three trol meisms.

  The first was the silver remote Russell had seen earlier, designed for portability.

  The sed was trol through the base's main trol room, serving as a backup in case the remote was damaged or lost.

  The third was remote trol via Hydra headquarters' puters, a final failsafe in case a base was promised.

  Any one of these three methods could detohe colr around Russell's neck. Therefore, to remove it, all three trol methods had to be bypassed simultaneously.

  As for how to remove the colr, the dot provided little detail.

  It simply mentiohat a specialized removal device was required, and this device was only avaible at Hydra headquarters.

  At the end of the email, Wilson proposed a pn to remove the colr.

  The idea was to falsely report that the test subjects were to enter a cryogenic hibernation state, making the colr unnecessary. This would prompt Hydra headquarters to send the removal device, allowing Russell and the others to have their colrs taken off.

  While the pn seemed straightforward, Wilson had carefully sidered its feasibility.

  With Hydra headquarters deg to termihe Abomination Project, pg the Abomination soldiers in cryogenic hibernation was a logical step after all.

  Wilson would use the excuse anizing resources and transferring them to the Extremis Project to submit the request, which headquarters was uo question.

  He added that if they were to proceed with this pn, they o act quickly, as it required ensuring that Jack couldn't interfere.

  Wilson had just learhat the medical staff treating Jack's fractured right hand had administered a sedative that would keep him unscious fht to ten hours...