Chapter 595: Sentinel Test: Successful

Chapter 595: Sentinel Test: Successful

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Days passed within the secret government bunker, and the atmosphere settled into a routine. Ryan and his mother, still adjusting to their new surroundings, eventually found solace in the secure environment. The transition from a normal loving home to a dark and dusty bunker hit Ryan's mother the hardest, her worries etched on her face, but the safety of the bunker eased her anxieties.

Peter and MJ, amidst building the Sentinel production factory, encountered setbacks. Tuning the sensors for the Sentinels required a deep dive into the study of Compound V. But despite a few challenges here and there, the project ultimately progressed smoothly, and the automated factory neared completion.

In the midst of constructing the Sentinels, Peter dedicated significant time to training Ryan. Each day, before breakfast, Peter put Ryan through intense training, honing the young boy's powers little by little. Ryan's mother, ever watchful, supervised the training sessions, ensuring her son's well-being.

As days passed, Ryan's progress became evident. His strength no longer led to accidental destruction, and he gained greater control over his blossoming abilities. The transformation from potential danger to controlled power marked a significant achievement for the young man.

During these training sessions, Soldier Boy, acting as Peter's assistant, played the role of demonstrator and test dummy for Ryan's exercises. Through this position, he became much closer to his grandson, seeing him as his true family. Peter even caught him smiling proudly every time Ryan achieved something in his training, whether that be a new lap record in the obstacle course, or landing a hit in their sparring matches.

However, challenges emerged when Soldier Boy attempted to impart life lessons, inadvertently conveying outdated and scewed beliefs on things like manhood. A conversation with Ryan's mother ensued, urging Soldier Boy to refrain from imposing antiquated notions of masculinity on her son.

Soldier Boy, grappling with the clash of eras, reluctantly decided to keep his mouth shut. He began to realize that he was an old fossil from a distant time, and maybe his and his father's way of parenting weren't the way of this era. Though he retained some traditional values, he recognized the fact that he wasn't Ryan's parent, so his upbringing wasn't his responsibility.

Ryan's mother, wary of Soldier Boy's influence, had a heart-to-heart with her son. She revealed the history of his grandfather, which Peter found in the data stolen from Vought, explaining that he should take Soldier Boys words with a grain of salt.

Although the lessons of the past clashed with the present, eventually, everything smoothed over as everyone came to an understanding.

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Finally, the anticipated day arrived, the completion of the Sentinel production factory. The vast underground bunker echoed with the hum of machinery, signaling the realization of Peter's ambitious plan.

Gathering everyone together, Peter and MJ unveiled the completed Sentinel production factory. The group, including Becca, Billy, Ryan, Soldier Boy, Black Noir, Starlight, and Maeve, stood in anticipation before the impressive machinery.

"Do we finally get to know what you guys are working on?" Billy asked, annoyed that they were being so tight lipped about their little project.

"You have to give up sometime Robert." The vice president spoke, a smug look on his face. "After all, you have a family at home to worry about. Don't let this put them in danger. Just agree to the deal, and this can all be over..."

"F*ck you, traitor!" The president responded by spitting in his second in commands face.

"Ugh, disgusting..." the vice president muttered as he wiped his face. Turning back to the supes, he yells, "What are you waiting for?! Kick the sh*t out of him!"

Seeing an opportunity to make a grand entrance, Peter grinned. He issued a swift command, and the Sentinels sprang into action. The metallic army descended upon the White House, their imposing figures casting shadows across the grounds.

In the Oval Office, tensions peaked as the Vought superheroes loomed over the vulnerable head of state. The president, unwilling to succumb to Vought's demands, waited for the beating that was to come.

*Crash!*

Suddenly, the Sentinels burst into the Oval Office, destroying the walls and windows with their metal frames. Without wasting a moment, they swiftly assessed the situation and engaged the Vought superheroes.

The unexpected intrusion shocked everyone in the room. The president and vice president watched in astonishment as the Sentinels efficiently and ruthlessly neutralized the Vought superheroes, turrets appearing on their backs, which unloaded a sea of laser precise bullets.

Before the 'heroes' could even react to the sudden intrusion, a wall of lead came flying their way, ripping through their bodies and killing them in a matter of seconds.

As their bodies fell to the floor, pooling in crimson blood, Peter came walking in behind them, his hands casually in his pockets. "Yo."

As the Sentinels finished executing their task, they seemed to register Peter's presence as they all stood at attention, awaiting further commands. "Good work boys. Now go and secure the perimeter." Peter ordered, his smirk never faded as the Sentinels rushed to fulfill his command.

The president, now realizing where these robots came from, couldn't help but smile. He never thought Peter would actually be able to deliver on his promise, let alone do it so soon, but after witnessing the capabilities of the Sentinels firsthand, he knew that he made the right choice.

The once intimidating Vought superheroes now seemed like nothing compared to the Sentinels, who stood as a symbol of power against those who sought to manipulate the government.

Across the room, the vice president stared at the Sentinels in fear, dropping to his knees and wetting his pants as he muttered. "W-What's happening...?"

With the threat neutralized, the president, still processing the swift turn of events, turned to his former second in command, a triumphant smirk in his face. "Oh, you'll find out soon enough... and so will Vought..."

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