Universal Soldier Regeneration: Behind the Lines

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Prime Minister Musayev,

if you don't recognize me,

look hard at my face and you'll understand.

General Vasilly Topov

was not only my father,

he was my comrade, my leader in battle.

And now his fight

for the liberation of Pasalan

is my own.

His army is under my command,

and I will stop at nothing

to make his dreams become reality.

Prime Minister Musayev,

we have occupied

the Chernobyl nuclear power plant.

The abandoned city surrounding

the complex is under our control.

No longer can we be ignored.

Now, we are the occupiers.

Any attempt to penetrate its borders

will be met with fierce resistance.

The reactor

has been rigged with explosives.

Detonators have been set to 72 hours.

Should our demands go unanswered,

they will go off.

Such an explosion

would produce a radiation cloud

than the bombs dropped on Japan.

We call for the imminent release of all

We call for the complete

and total independence of Pasalan.

Nothing less will be deemed acceptable.

Prime Minister Musayev, this fight

is not only about country and politics,

it is about blood.

Mine...

...and now yours.

We have your children.

Should you ignore my demands

they will be the first to go.

I urge you to act responsibly.

We ask only to be free,

as you would want your children to be free.

Come on, come on, come on.

That's it. Hey, take it easy.

This way.

Okay, come on, come on.

Over there, right over there.

All right, now take it easy. Take it easy.

Hey, easy! For Christ's sake,

there's spare parts in there!

Morons.

Sit.

- How do you feel?

- I feel good.

- Any problems?

- No.

- Do you know where you are?

- Yes.

- Do you know why you're here?

- Yes.

Is it necessary for you to question

the things you don't know?

- No.

- Excuse me, Doctor.

Thank you.

Okay, can you please move

your right fingers,

one by one, beginning with the forefinger?

- Limited range.

- All right.

Okay.

- Do you feel warm?

- Yes.

I'm gonna cool you off.

Very good. You were very good today.

So you've seen the security tape

from the museum?

I have.

You want to describe what you saw,

or shall I?

I saw an armed assailant take

direct hits to vital areas

and still manage

to overpower a security detail.

This remind you of something?

White Tower was shut down over a year ago.

- Maybe it was something else.

- Maybe.

But we should still prepare for the worst,

however remote the possibility.

So, if we assume the worst,

the problem becomes ours to share.

Hypothetically.

So then, hypothetically,

what is our shared solution?

Let's load them up.

On April 26th, 1986,

Chernobyl Reactor Number 4 exploded.

Worst nuclear power plant accident

in history.

The ensuing fire released a plume

of highly radioactive fallout

into the atmosphere.

The city of Chernobyl was evacuated

and has remained abandoned

for over 20 years.

We believe the rebels have set up

their bunker

in one of the buildings adjacent

to the reactor complex,

about two miles due east

from our current position in Chernobyl city.

While the site itself

no longer has enough fuel to make a bomb,

it has 100 times the radiation.

An explosion in Reactor Number 3

would release that radiation.

And now for the bad news.

It appears the general's son has gotten

his hands on some of our weaponry.

Here to explain, Dr. Richard Porter.

In the 1960s, with war in Asia looming,

the U.S. began research

into Operation Black Tower,

what we've now come to call

the Universal Soldier program.

A high-response, self-sustaining,

quick-healing, stronger, faster soldier,

fueled by high-concentrate

nutritional supplements.

A soldier that operates

without conscience or hesitation.

By freezing a human body

with nitrogen-based gas,

repairing it and reheating it

through thyroid and pituitary augmentation,

we were able to revive

a recently-deceased soldier,

and, in the process, improve them.

Programmable and erasable.

One that you can turn on and turn off.

Deceased, as in dead?

That's right.

Five years ago, the program was suspended,

or, rather, replaced by a program

known as White Tower.

Led by Dr. Robert Colin,

under my supervision,

White Tower sought to improve and perfect

what Black Tower had introduced.

Using gene therapy techniques developed

during Dr. Colin's cloning research,

we were able to give our UniSols

a DNA tune-up from the inside out.

The new model was superior

in every physical capacity,

a virtual killing machine.

The next generation UniSols,

or NGUs, as we like to call them.

There was, however,

an incident in a government building.

Twelve dead. Nobody injured.

It was considered to be a malfunction,

though I believe their temperature

had not been properly moderated.

We were instructed to shut down

all the existing NGUs, which we did.

But there was a break-in.

Some things were taken,

including a Series 7 model.

We have reason to believe

it was my former colleague, Dr. Colin.

We suspect

he's been continuing his studies.

Colin's been operating

out of Eastern Europe as a gun-for-hire.

Gentlemen, we'll be fighting

against the perfect soldier.

One who is impervious to injury and pain,

quicker than hell,

and with a nervous system

unaffected by radiation.

We have four first-generation UniSols

that are more than capable

in this type of endgame.

Dismissed.

- You say four, Colonel.

- That's correct.

- I thought there was five.

- There were. Now there's four.

What happened to the fifth?

He's the subject of a privately-funded

program run by Dr. Sandra Fleming.

- Project Phoenix.

- Doing what?

Behavioral modification therapy

or psychological rehabilitation,

as Dr. Fleming calls it.

She's trying to reintroduce him into society.

He was one of the very first,

but by far the best of the group.

Dr. Fleming has been conducting

her research in Switzerland.

I think of escape.

Peaceful feeling.

- Shame.

- Why do you say that?

- I don't know.

- Yes, you do.

Just say the first thing

that comes into your mind.

I don't remember.

Maybe for things I have done.

What have you done, Luc?

I don't know.

I think he's hungry.

Why don't you feed him?

How do you feel?

Helpless.

Maybe you're feeling

the weight of responsibility.

It's what it feels like to grow older, Luc.

Do you realize how far you've come?

Two years ago when we started this,

when you first woke up,

you couldn't remember the day before.

- My head feels full.

- It's just another stage in your development.

We're getting there.

You may have forgotten our agreement,

Doctor, but I haven't.

Consider this my last reminder.

I haven't forgotten, I've been in surgery,

which appears to be quite a success.

- So, when will we do it?

- I told you, I'm gonna run a diagnostic...

I have to guarantee the safety of my men,

as well as my own.

It'll be taken care of.

So you want to wait? Then I guess

the wire transfers can wait as well.

What's the hurry, right?

- Miles.

- Yes, Doctor?

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