The alley near the factory.
A curly-haired young man, the target of the elite soldiers' capture, also known as Dr. Bruce Banner, was desperately running for his life.
"Beep beep beep!"
Due to intense physical exertion, Bruce Banner's brow was furrowed, his face full of terror. The watch on his left wrist, displaying his heart rate, began to emit warning sounds, with the numbers climbing from over one hundred to two hundred!
"Don't come out, don't come out, just hold on a little longer!"
Bruce Banner muttered to himself, gasping for breath, his right hand pressing firmly against his chest where his heart was pounding powerfully, like a monster roaring in anger.
Under his self-talk, the monster seemed to be persuaded to retreat...
But just then, two soldiers suddenly rushed out from the alley ahead, blocking his path, their guns aimed at Bruce Banner.
"Stop! Don't move!"
Bruce Banner's expression changed, and he turned to leave, but footsteps and shadows quickly followed, and in an instant, more soldiers blocked the road behind him.
"Raise your hands! Get down! You have nowhere to escape!" Blonsky stepped out from the team behind, aiming his gun at Bruce Banner, and said coldly.
"Don't push me, if this continues, it's going to come out..."
Bruce Banner helplessly raised his hands, his face full of fear.
Facing a situation with no way out, his heart rate watch began to beep again, the numbers quietly surpassing two hundred.
"What is going to come out?" Blonsky frowned, not thinking too much, instinctively pulling the trigger to prevent any accidents.
The tranquilizer dart accurately hit Bruce Banner's neck, his eyes rolled back, and he fell unconscious due to nerve paralysis, collapsing straight onto the dark alley floor.
Only the heart rate watch continued to emit warning sounds, unnoticed as the numbers approached the critical point of three hundred.
"Target down! Proceeding with retrieval." Blonsky reported into his walkie-talkie, waving his hands forward, and two teammates immediately put away their guns and rushed forward with handcuffs and other tools. You are reading on NovelPing, the official source.
"Click!"
The two soldiers worked together to lock the wrists of the unconscious Bruce Banner behind his back. At this point, almost all the soldiers felt the mission was complete.
Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, a terrifying mutation suddenly occurred...
With a dull sound, accompanied by screams piercing the night sky, two soldiers were suddenly sent flying out of the darkness of the alley, thrown over ten meters away, and slammed into the pillars behind Blonsky!
A cold sweat dripped from his forehead as Blonsky turned to look, only to see the bodies of his comrades, who had just been executing the mission with him, stacked like two piles of meat patties, unmistakably dead.
He looked further into the alley, where a massive bipedal creature stood where Bruce Banner had been unconscious.
"Open fire!" Blonsky commanded calmly, aiming at the massive figure and pulling the trigger, with the rest of the team following suit.
In an instant, a barrage of tranquilizer darts rained down on the creature in the alley, but they all bounced off, falling to the ground like rubber bullets.
"Roar!"
The creature let out a thunderous roar, its giant foot stepping down, crushing the tranquilizer darts into powder. Under the streetlight, its true form was finally revealed.
"My God!"
Blonsky gasped, what appeared before him was undoubtedly a monster!
With eerie green eyes, a hulking giant with a somewhat bloated physique, wearing a pair of black shorts, its rough skin an ugly green, its entire body swollen with muscles and veins, no one would doubt the terrifying power it contained!
It bared its teeth, roaring in anger, seemingly born for battle, its aura overwhelmingly fierce beyond any creature.
"General Ross, there's a green monster, what on earth is this?!" Blonsky forced himself to stay calm.
"That's the target for tonight, the Hulk."
From the combat earpiece came General Ross's sighing response. Upon learning of the Hulk's appearance, he knew the elite soldiers' operation had already failed.
Blonsky had no time to think further, as the Hulk charged forward, the ground trembling beneath its feet, anything in its path seemed destined for destruction.
"Retreat!" Blonsky shouted, turning to flee, but his teammates reacted a split second too late, caught in the Hulk's grasp.
Blonsky, who had seen countless battlefields, encountered such a monster for the first time. Just as he sprinted ten meters away, a whistling sound came from behind.
He turned to see the Hulk, in its fury, using a teammate's body as a weapon, hurling it towards him.
Blonsky had no time to dodge, raising his arms to block, but the force transmitted to his shoulder left no room for deflection, instantly sending his own body flying.
Blonsky rolled several times on the ground, breaking countless ribs, finally crashing into a wall, bloodied and battered.
This was the Hulk, its casual strength measured in tons, rendering ordinary humans as insignificant as ants, utterly powerless!
"Roar!!"
The Hulk roared angrily, taking a few steps forward, approaching the convulsing Blonsky on the ground, ready to crush these pests that had angered it.
"Damn it!" Blonsky was filled with fear, starting to retreat, but with so many broken bones, how could he escape?
The Hulk's expression was ferocious, its massive fist hammering towards Blonsky.
"Stop! Hulk! Banner, do you remember what you need to do?!" A female figure in a black bodysuit stood in front of the Hulk.
Natasha held back the Hulk's fist with both hands, though she was not faring well, feeling as if her arms weren't her own, with countless cracks forming beneath her feet.
"Roar!!!" The Hulk roared, its expression full of struggle. The Hulk and Banner were not the same persona, but Banner's consciousness could influence the Hulk.
The Hulk glanced at the limp Blonsky on the ground, let out another low roar, and unwillingly smashed through a wall and charged out.
Natasha rotated her shoulder, though it was sore, her desire for the Hulk's genes grew stronger. Just one punch, and even her superhuman strength couldn't withstand it.
Natasha glanced back at Ross in the armored vehicle. If not for the fear of further escalation affecting her mission, she wouldn't have intervened for the military. The military was the military, and S.H.I.E.L.D. was S.H.I.E.L.D., the two were in competition.
Seeing the Hulk leap hundreds of meters away, Natasha dared not delay further, following the Hulk out.