I’m In Charge of SCP

"What, what dog?" Hearing Zhang Jue's question, the village chief was a little flustered, "I never had a dog in my house!"

Zhang Jue pointed to the iron basin on the ground: "Then this thing is used to feed yourself?"

"You don't care!" The village head became angry and waved his hand irritably, "Where did you come from, hurry up, we don't welcome you in our village!"

Zhang Jue's eyes were sharp, and he grabbed his hand: "What's going on?"

The joint of the little finger of the old man's left hand has turned into a gear.

The village chief withdrew his hand all of a sudden and hid behind him.

Seeing his hand, Zhang Jue was finally able to determine the source of SCP-217, which should be here.

He sneered and pointed to the family portrait hanging on the wall in the room.

"Old man, I really don't care whether you live or die, and I don't want to care, but can you watch your family members die one by one? Let me tell you, you have a disease, and this disease is very fierce. As long as it is infected, no one can live. You have lived for most of your life, but I see how old your little grandson is, can you bear it? Let me tell you, this virus will be passed down the blood, when the time comes No one in your family wants to run away!"

Zhang Jue described SCP-217 as horrifying, as if once infected, he would be punished.

However, with the old man's knowledge, it is impossible to judge whether what he said is true or not.

And what Zhang Jue said just hit his heart.

Seeing that the village chief's defenses were loosened, Zhang Jue said, "Old man, tell me quickly, what did those people do to you? You are hopeless, but you can't implicate your family and the villagers here."

The village chief hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. "Those people came to the village a month ago, saying that it was a foreign investigation group, and they wanted to collect some specimens here—"

From the old man's mouth, Zhang Jue probably knew the whole process of the development of the matter.

About a month ago, four blond-haired foreigners came to the village. They spent a lot of money, brought a lot of food and clothing, and quickly won the favor of the whole village.

They used the excuse to collect specimens and stayed at the village head's house for a few days.

During the period, they worked day and night, and the village chief didn't know what they had done.

When asked, they only said that some insects only came out at night.

Because this piece of ecology is better protected,

It is true that occasionally some scientific researchers would come to collect specimens, and the village head didn't suspect anything - the most important thing is that they gave a lot of money.

In this way, they stayed for a few days.

After they left, the village chief felt unwell, and then the chickens raised at home died one after another. After cutting them open, the heart of the chicken turned into a pile of metal clockwork!

Originally, he thought it was some kind of child's prank.

Unexpectedly, even he himself began to slowly change.

He felt that his thinking was getting slower and slower. When he twisted his neck, he could hear a clicking sound, as if the gears were turning.

He didn't know what strange disease he had, but what was certain was that he should not live long.

He sent all his savings to his son in the field, and his cute little grandson, and he didn't even dare to let them come back.

He never knew that his illness was actually caused by those foreigners, and it would affect others.

The old village chief said, crying.

Zhang Jue looked at him with some helplessness.

The village chief probably just wanted to earn some money, but unexpectedly he received people who shouldn't be received.

Zhang Jue asked about the activity areas of those foreigners, and the village chief told him that it was right to go straight up the mountain road.

Zhang Jue walked up the path and finally reached the top of the mountain.

The scenery here is really good, but there are more weeds.

Zhang Jue searched carefully and saw a lot of cigarette butts, and probably locked the area where they were active.

There are many traces of equipment stationed in that area.

Zhang Jue took out the binoculars and looked around.

"Whoa, that's how it is."

After observing, he found that at the angle where the equipment was stationed, the building of Site 14 could just be seen on the opposite side.

The mountain he is on is the highest among the surrounding ones, and the view is also the best.

He can probably guess what those lunatics from the Broken God Cult want to do.

After observing for a while, it was confirmed that there was nothing missing.

Zhang Jue whistled and walked all the way down the mountain.

It was almost dusk at this time, and he stayed on the mountain for more than two hours.

Li Sicheng waited anxiously at the foot of the mountain. Seeing that Zhang Jue was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Consultant Zhang, you—"

He just wanted to ask Zhang Jue what he had found, but the latter stopped him with a wave: "I advise you not to approach me. I just had close contact with a person infected with SCP-217, and I may have germs on my body."

Li Sicheng was stunned: "There are so many infected people on the mountain, what should I do now? Ask the site for support?"

Zhang Jue thought for a while and said: "At present, I only found one infected person, and I can't confirm whether other villagers in the village are infected, but they must be isolated first to avoid cross-infection. You can call the site first The people here bring some ZEER-217-11 solution, it’s better to send a helicopter directly to spray all the mountains.”

"This...Consultant Zhang...helicopter?" Li Sicheng snorted for a long time, "There doesn't seem to be such a thing in the site."

Zhang Jue spread his hands: "Just call Huang Xingwen and tell him that if you can't transfer, you can wait for all the animals on this mountain to be mechanized, and then knock on his door in the middle of the night!"

...

A few hours later, a military truck stopped at the foot of the mountain, and a large number of special personnel in protective suits came out of the truck and surrounded the entire small mountain village.

When encountering living people, they were first disinfected on the spot and then taken away in batches, while all poultry and livestock were executed and burned on the spot.

Because SCP-217 has a strong viability, it can survive outside the host's body for several years.

Like the small town of Cramingda, regardless of whether these people are infected or not, the village is estimated to be abandoned.

Zhang Jue didn't know how the government and the foundation would appease these people, and he didn't care.

He is only interested in one thing now - what are the followers of the Broken God Cult doing now.

Site 14 is located in the suburbs, far away from the town. Logically speaking, the four blond foreigners should be very eye-catching.

However, after the foundation searched several nearby villages and towns, they did not find their whereabouts.

Not knowing where the enemy was, Huang Xingwen panicked.

But Zhang Jue had a good time.

After returning to the site from that small mountain village, he only asked Li Sicheng for a topographic map around the site, and then it was time to eat, drink, and even play a game in the middle.

Huang Xingwen could only knock on his door again: "Consultant Zhang, can you catch them? It's a good saying, don't be afraid of thieves stealing, just be afraid of thieves thinking about them. If these people don't get caught, I'll sleep all day." Unreliable."

Zhang Jue laughed, and patted Huang Xingwen on the shoulder: "Old Huang, don't worry, as long as you give me the command of the security team at the site, I guarantee that within three days, all these old men will be caught by you." .”

...

At the same time, somewhere a few kilometers away from site 14.

Four foreign friends with blond hair and blue eyes were also gathering together, discussing the next move.

"According to reliable sources, the number of this foundation site is site14, and it was invaded a year ago. Since then, they have strengthened their defenses. The most important thing is that we don't know where they put the sacred objects , In the absence of internal support, a strong attack is tantamount to death."

The one who spoke was a young man, with a thin stature, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, and speaking in an orderly manner, he seemed to be the brains of the four.

Another big man waved his hand irritably: "Oh, Talos, don't go around the corner, there are only four of us, and we will definitely not go head-to-head with others. We know this in our hearts even if you don't tell us, just tell us what's next What to do."

"Abaaba—"

Another simple-minded man also nodded in agreement, but he seemed unable to speak and was still drooling.

Talos looked at the last woman.

"Mirada, what do you say?"

The other two also looked at her, probably this woman is the leader of the team.

Mirada nodded: "Taros, since you entered CN, everything has been arranged by you. We have a difficult task this time. If you have any ideas, you can tell me. I will take care of any problems."

"It's not a question of who will bear it." Talos shook his head. "We don't have much time left. If God can't be resurrected, the whole world will be destroyed."

Hearing what he said, the other three all nodded.

They put their hands on their chests, posed in a strange pose, and said reverently: "God will be complete."

After reading the slogan, several people opened their eyes.

Talos continued his words.

"Since everyone trusts me, then I won't repeat myself—according to my observations over the past few days, the defenses at the Foundation site are loose on the outside and tight on the inside. During the day, there seems to be no one there, but at night, every ten minutes, There will always be patrols patrolling outside, not counting the field agents scattered around, with the four of us, it is impossible to complete the mission. So we have to take some extreme measures to get back the holy relic."

Talos narrowed his eyes and looked at the backpack behind him, which contained a potion that the Foundation called SCP-217.

"Every ten days, a batch of vehicles delivering supplies will drive in, because the SCP Foundation also has many things that cannot be disclosed to the public, so they only dare to act at night, and this is the best time for us to act."

"As soon as it gets dark tomorrow, we will sneak into the woods next to the site. Once the vehicles transporting supplies arrive at the outskirts of the site, Kabu and Kano, you two will be responsible for leading those patrols away. They will definitely have a reserve team. By then I will lure them away with the guards of the supplies, Mirada, and finally you will spray all these medicines on their supplies."

He looked around the crowd: "Remember, there is only one chance. If we fail, we will be sinners of the church, and God will not forgive us."

Kabu smiled: "Taros, don't be so pessimistic. Although we are small, we are all elites."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to show off his muscles.

But his arm is not made of flesh |, but a giant mechanical arm.

Most people who believe in the Broken God Sect will transform their bodies into this look.

Talos shook his head: "Although there are many believers in our church, there are not many elites left. Everyone be careful."

Kabu thought he was wordy and wanted to laugh at him, but Miranda said coldly, "Kabu, it was you! If you hadn't spilled the potion in that yard, we wouldn't have evacuated so quickly."

Cabo seemed very afraid of Miranda, and muttered softly, "It's not because of that stinky dog, if it hadn't come to bite me, how could I have spilled the potion—"

"Okay, okay, the most important thing for us now is to complete the task." Talos shook his head, "From now on, everyone should rest well, everything will wait until tomorrow night, if you don't want to become a sinner of the church, you must be careful Be careful and be careful, this time, we can only succeed and not fail—there is really not much time left for us.”

When he finished, Miranda nodded.

The big man named Kabu stopped raising his argument.

Several people made that strange movement again: "God will be complete."

...

It fell into the night the next day.

Site14 is surrounded by guard posts as usual.

In addition, there are several searchlights that are constantly sweeping, monitoring all creatures that dare to approach.

The defense force here is comparable to a small military camp.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, the vehicles delivering supplies arrived as scheduled.

Before the vehicle drove into the gate of site 14, there was a loud bang from the nearby woods, as if something had exploded.

The outlying patrol team moved closer to the explosion at the first time.

Before they could enter, gunshots came from the woods.

"Da da da! Da da da!"

It appeared that two heavy machine guns were firing at each other.

The patrol team kept their clothes light and simple, and the captain immediately asked other teams for help.

Several other patrols also came for reinforcements a few minutes later.

The two people in the woods had a bad sense and retreated to the depths of the forest.

Several patrol teams followed in.

at this time.

Vehicles delivering supplies were also attacked.

A man with a propeller on his back shoots down from midair.

Seems to want to destroy the entire vehicle.

The guards immediately exchanged fire with it.

The man saw that things must not be violated, and fled in a hurry.

The guards were in hot pursuit.

A minute later, the soil under the supply vehicle loosened.

A petite woman got out from inside.

With her agility, a kite turned over and landed on top of the supply vehicle. At this moment, no one could stop her.

She dug out her backpack, took out a few potions, and was about to smash the insurance.

Suddenly, strong lights shone from all directions.

She couldn't keep her eyes open.

Then, a man's noisy voice came.

"Yo Yo Yo, let me see, who is going to give us a gift—oh, it turns out to be a chick, she looks pretty good—that whoever, send her into my office, I want to enjoy it—— Oh, no, it's a good interrogation."