Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

"Uh...uu...ah..."

There was pain in 096's cry, as if he was extremely frightened.

I saw 096 curled up under the muzzle of Daisy and Craig, his hands tightly covering his face, his body trembling from crying.

It seems that Karl's fatal blow, although it failed to kill 096, successfully made it lose its resistance and gave up the pursuit of Myron.

After the smoke and dust around him gradually dissipated, Myron, who was carrying the containment box, also came nearby, put down the containment box and opened it.

Subsequently.

Daisy and Craig put the Gauss rifle on the suction cup on the back, freeing their hands to try to carry 096.

Physical contact occurs.

096 didn't mean any resistance, and still covered his face with his hands in a panicked posture, so he was successfully sent to the containment box by the two Spartans.

"Qi—!"

With the sound of sealing, 096 was successfully contained by the Spartan team.

Seeing this, John, who was not far away, ordered: "No. 3, No. 10, the two of you are responsible for transporting the containment box, No. 4 is back, and we are ready to evacuate."

"Yes."

Myron and Keg, who received the order, lifted the containment box very easily. At the same time, Carl also slid down from the tower and came to join the crowd.

"Cortana." John continued: "Contact the Pelican and have them come down from the sky."

"Yes, Master Chief."

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Meanwhile, within the command center in Kenya;

"Command center, this is No. 7, all the survivors have joined the Ares Mobile Task Force.

We have also successfully contained the anomaly codenamed Shy Man, and we are on our way to our base in Kenya, so please be prepared. "

The supervisor, standing behind dozens of technicians, looked at the real-time data from various displays and John's report and replied:

"Received by the command center."

After the supervisor finished speaking, he reminded a correspondent on his right side: "Notify the bombing squadron, and you can drop the bomb when you arrive at the predetermined location."

"Yes."

The screen turns.

The content displayed on the large screen in the center of the command center also began to change accordingly with the dialogue between John and the supervisor and others.

The viewing angle of the screen is the drone at high altitude, circling towards Camp Lemonier.

In the black-and-white image, the five flashes represent five Spartans.

The Pelican slowly entered the field of vision and landed, picked up the five Spartans and the containment box where 096 was being held, took off and took off, turned the direction and disappeared out of sight.

Russian hectares.

"The bombing squadron is in the process of dropping bombs... After dropping bombs, prepare to return."

When the report from the commander of the B-65 bombing squadron came from the command center, a large number of 'white dots' appeared on the screen, and then——

boom!

The screen that was originally a black and white image completely turned into a dazzling white, covering the entire Lemonier camp.

White phosphorus bomb.

A weapon that is severely restricted internationally.

The ignition point is about 40 degrees, but the combustion temperature can reach more than 1,000, and it can fully burn in a small space with low air density.

The most terrifying thing is that the object that touches it will continue to burn, and finally it will go out when it burns out.

Will cause great psychological trauma to warring soldiers.

Therefore, it is a restricted weapon.

But using it to destroy the 'criminal scene' is the best option, just...

"Hey."

At this time, William, who was still dressed in a funny costume on the island, put his hands on the guardrail of the high platform and couldn't help sighing when he watched the content displayed on the big screen.

He turned his head to the virtual Serena beside him and ordered: "Selina, set up a charitable foundation in the name of Umbrella.

Sort out soldiers from other countries who are disabled every time due to abnormal phenomena, as well as the families of soldiers who died in action.

If the family conditions are not good, you can make up some reasonable reasons for funding.

Also, you are solely responsible for the operation of the foundation. I don't want to go through layers of 'checkpoints' and the money won't reach them. "

"Yes, boss." Serena said respectfully.

"Yeah." William nodded.

His eyes were fixed on the screen again.

The reason why he sighed was because the remains of the soldiers who died under 096 were also 'cremed into the sky' under the explosion of the white phosphorus bomb just now.

In fact, when the Spartans fought 096 just now, the system reminded him several times.

One is:

[It was detected that Myron was affected by John's good luck stunt and Karl's one-shot kill, so the abnormal phenomenon scp096 gave up the pursuit of Myron. 】

Myron was originally a Spartan, and he had the upper hand in the face of 096. It can even be said that if 096 hadn't had an 'immortal body', it might have been executed directly by Myron.

Not to mention the Buff blessing of John and Carl, which made 096 give up the pursuit of Myron.

If it were an ordinary human being, it would not be able to withstand the blow of 096 at all.

William could send Umbrella's recovery force into Camp Lemonier to collect the remains and clean up the site.

But there are items in the camp that can make 096 go mad, which is bound to alarm the arrogant guy again.

Which is more important, William naturally knows.

Faced with bombing and burning the bodies of dead soldiers, and collecting the bodies and killing his own soldiers, he chose the former.

The fresh life is more worthy of respect than anything.

In order to express his admiration for the deceased, William could only use the most vulgar, but the most effective way to make up for it.

Money and Charitable Foundation.

‘May you bless the future of mankind in heaven. ’

William looked at the burned-out base on the screen and prayed to the dead soldiers in his heart.

Then he turned around.

I saw Halsey sitting on the sofa, operating the laptop on the low table, as if preparing a containment plan.

"How's the preparation going?" William approached and asked.

"It's almost ready." Halsey said, hit enter again, and said to William who was already sitting beside her:

"William, according to the nature of what you said, the shy person needs to be sealed in a container without any monitors or optical equipment.

Security clearance also needs to be adjusted to Olympus class.

I'd suggest putting it in Containment Center 3 deep in the desert, even if containment fails, it won't cause mass fatalities.

As for the way to get rid of it...I can't think of it yet. "

"Haha." Hearing this, William stretched out his hand to hold her thigh, patted a few times, smiled and comforted:

"After all, it is an undead creature like Hydra, it is not so easy to eliminate, and we have done it with containment control protection, so don't have too much psychological pressure."

"Um."

Halsey also showed a small smile, and then continued to operate the computer, uploading the documents of the containment measures to Umbrella's internal network, so that the lieutenants of the No. 3 Containment Center could prepare the containment single room in advance.