Universal Soldier: Regeneration

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

100 times stronger than the bombs dropped on Japan.

We call for the imminent release of all

227 political prisoners you've held captive.

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?

The general's son is growing anxious.

He'd like to be micro-chipped this instant. It can't possibly wait.

I'm nobody's son anymore, Doctor. It is Commander Topov.

Right.

I've done it to myself. It does hurt a little bit now.

Maybe for you.

-Failsafe is active, sir. -Satisfied?

No. My men.

Fine. Round them up.

Gentlemen, two-pronged objective.

Securing of the reactor site and the dismantling of the detonators,

and the extraction of the two known hostages.

Now, we have reason to believe that the children are being held here.

However, their positions could be fluid,

so we're moving in on a staggered six-front maneuver.

Disable all communication and transportation vehicles

that you encounter, and remember the objective.

If it comes down to either-or, we go big picture and we take the reactor.

-Are there any questions? -What if we encounter the freak?

Avoidance, if you can.

-Keep it occupied. -Is that the best you can do, Doctor?

It's probably programmed to defend the reactor site,

so it'll stick close to it like a nest,

making it impossible to use high-powered weaponry in the presence of the explosives.

Captain, your men should not engage with the NGU.

That's what my men are for.

-It's hot in here. -Take your coat off.

-We've been here before? -Every week.

That's what I thought.

-Can I get you guys some coffee? -Yeah, sure, I'll have some coffee, thanks.

-What would you like, Luc, to drink? -Orange juice.

Great. I'll be right back to take your orders.

-How are your knees feeling? -A little better.

I think the anti-inflammatories are working. We need to get you some more of those.

The weather report said there may be another snow front on the way.