When inaugurated into Templar, simple badassery isn't quite enough to cut it when the things you may end up against can literally throw neutron stars, be invincible, have unbreakable weaponry, destroy entire planets or any other manner of impeccable destructive potential. That said every member, in this particular case, Gun, goes through a process known as F.H.A.C.W(Full Human Anatomical Conversion and Weaponization) in which their fleshy meat sacks are turned into frames of nigh impenetrable constitution built specifically for the tasks that each particular splinter cell agent will be carrying out, among other things.
Now while that may sound great and peachy keen, it's fucking anything but. The process takes literal years for one, five on average, majority of that time spent cooped up in a hyperbolic time chamber straight from DBZ, except nowhere near as large(we're talking the size of an average fighter jet cockpit. So yeah, uncomfortable.) where every single atom composing the human body is personally and meticulously reworked by the Master Programs that run this overly convoluted shit. Beyond this, it is ineffibly painful , as you'd expect what is essentially 'anatomical surgery' to be.
However, the price paid is one more than worth it when the results are -finally- yielded after the long process. Among the -many- benefits are immunity to virtually every known toxin and disease via the polymorphic S-cells flooded into and synthesized into his body, including even 'theoretical' or otherwise non-biological, non-physical 'ailments'(yeah concept fags, I'm looking at you). Beyond this, the man can take a hit to boot, able to withstand full speeding car collisions, essentially transmogrifying his flesh into a psychoreactive body of armor that can subvert impact force at variable ratios. All physical constants such as strength, speed, endurance, etc are exceeded to superhuman levels. No cap for these constants have been noted, though tests have brought forth many accepted theoretical limits, such as being able to lift a van with both arms with minimal effort, exceeding car-speeds easily, and having virtually no need for reprieve over any single combat excursion(though rest is still required for his survival) respectively.
The enhancements didn't just stop at the physical, either. The largest chunk of that five year stint in a glorified ice box was spent carefully recoding and remapping the neurological highways in Gun's brain. The synapses between memories, thoughts, and actions are near seamless, in that they are as close to instantaneous as humanly possible without outright saying they are. This allows him to run multiple trains of thought at a single time, as well as absorb information at such rates that his brain alone could force earth's current most powerful supercomputer to overload trying to compete. Needless to say, respective time dilation is a natural bypproduct of the aforementioned.
Now while that may sound great and peachy keen, it's fucking anything but. The process takes literal years for one, five on average, majority of that time spent cooped up in a hyperbolic time chamber straight from DBZ, except nowhere near as large(we're talking the size of an average fighter jet cockpit. So yeah, uncomfortable.) where every single atom composing the human body is personally and meticulously reworked by the Master Programs that run this overly convoluted shit. Beyond this, it is ineffibly painful , as you'd expect what is essentially 'anatomical surgery' to be.
However, the price paid is one more than worth it when the results are -finally- yielded after the long process. Among the -many- benefits are immunity to virtually every known toxin and disease via the polymorphic S-cells flooded into and synthesized into his body, including even 'theoretical' or otherwise non-biological, non-physical 'ailments'(yeah concept fags, I'm looking at you). Beyond this, the man can take a hit to boot, able to withstand full speeding car collisions, essentially transmogrifying his flesh into a psychoreactive body of armor that can subvert impact force at variable ratios. All physical constants such as strength, speed, endurance, etc are exceeded to superhuman levels. No cap for these constants have been noted, though tests have brought forth many accepted theoretical limits, such as being able to lift a van with both arms with minimal effort, exceeding car-speeds easily, and having virtually no need for reprieve over any single combat excursion(though rest is still required for his survival) respectively.
The enhancements didn't just stop at the physical, either. The largest chunk of that five year stint in a glorified ice box was spent carefully recoding and remapping the neurological highways in Gun's brain. The synapses between memories, thoughts, and actions are near seamless, in that they are as close to instantaneous as humanly possible without outright saying they are. This allows him to run multiple trains of thought at a single time, as well as absorb information at such rates that his brain alone could force earth's current most powerful supercomputer to overload trying to compete. Needless to say, respective time dilation is a natural bypproduct of the aforementioned.