The Endless Shuttle

In less than five minutes, the white man code-named "Cowboy" in the O5 Council saw the big wild boar raging above his head through a live satellite broadcast.

He lit a cigar in a daze, then turned his head suddenly to look at the Foundation management in the senior office, and asked cursing.

"Who the fuck is going to explain to me what the hell this is?"

"...It may be an uncontained anomalous creature." A researcher whispered.

This sentence ignited the powder keg of "Cowboy" like a flame.

He slammed his cane vigorously.

"Nonsense! Of course I know that it is an uncontained abnormal creature. Does a normal wild boar have such a large body and a blue flame burning behind it? What I am asking is, why did you bastards not discover such a large body until now? Could it be? Shouldn’t it be contained within an hour of it entering the urban area, no, within an hour of approaching a populated place? The high salary that the foundation pays you every year is to let you come to me to make a bitter face!?”

It's just out of order.

Let such a behemoth enter the prosperous area of ​​Constanta and attack the SCP Foundation. He even began to suspect that this was not the heavily guarded headquarters, but the hunting ground of a safari park.

The sight of Foundation soldiers trampled by wild boars on the screen made the cowboy even more convinced of this idea.

"How long will the heavy fire support arrive?"

"Sir, this is an urban area, and there are still ordinary people here. The national military does not agree to use heavy firepower..."

"Damn it! Who said that?" The cowboy looked at the adjutant who replied with a ferocious face: "Let him get out of his post within 30 minutes and continue to carry out my orders! Otherwise, I will let the incompetent you and him Let's take a rocket to the moon for a ride!"

"...Yes." The adjutant immediately left the cowboy's office disheartened.

Because the surrounding monitors were turned on again, the office was once very noisy, with deafening roars and wailing of human beings before their tragic death filled the air.

The cowboy was unimpressed. Frowning, he saw that the rockets arranged by the soldiers did not even scratch the skin of the wild boar, and continued to destroy the wreckage of the collapsed building, and then asked.

"Has the "25B Containment Zone" under the sea surface not been attacked? Are you sure this is the only place under attack? "

"Yes sir. Everything is fine in containment area 25B."

"Strange..." The cowboy muttered in a low voice: "There is obviously nothing here that can attract abnormal creatures. Why don't you attack the department stores with more human beings nearby, but only attack here... huh?"

His sharp eyes suddenly discovered an unusual scene in the satellite picture.

"Enlarge the lower right corner." The cowboy ordered.

After zooming in, the clear scene made the cowboy's eyes widen involuntarily.

"this is……"

In the picture, a young man with black hair and blue eyes is slowly moving towards the big wild boar that others avoid. During this period, anyone who hindered his progress, whether it was the soldiers dissuaded by the Foundation or the people fleeing in all directions, was burned to charcoal by the few arcs that surrounded him indistinctly.

The cowboy couldn't help but gasped as he watched the young man tore off the head of a certain soldier at an inhuman speed.

— That’s right, this is the “subject”!

I have seen many SCP items that are not "one", and the cowboy easily put their characteristics on the mysterious black-haired youth.

And the killing and power of this human... 100% "Keter" level!

Is it an anomalous creature that has learned about the existence of the Foundation from somewhere? So is it revenge or targeted sabotage? Why did it choose to attack at this time? The cowboy immediately thought of a lot.

But seeing the black-haired young man approaching the ruins of the building, the situation has reached the point where he is not allowed to continue thinking.

There is only one exit here, once that hostile abnormal creature with a human appearance opens several reinforced gates leading to the underground, then none of the people present here will be able to escape, and all of them will die tragically here.

"Contact me Dr. Gales at "25B Containment Zone". "The cowboy immediately ordered: "The highest priority order, let him dispatch the "Pandora's Box" that can be used, and some of the heavily armed task forces stationed there. Stop that monster before it kills us all! "

"However, the "Pandora's Box" plan has not yet succeeded, and there are still many problems..."

- Boom!

The sound of gunfire exploded in the office.

The "Cowboy" exclusive personal bodyguard silently put away the beautifully customized Colt M1911 like a ghost without blood or tears.

"Orders from "O5" take priority. "

The cowboy looked at the group of high-level executives who had been comfortable in Constanta for too long with a blank expression.

"Now, who has another opinion? I accept any complaints after the fact, but don't question me with some mentally retarded reason at this time."

The huge manpower organization was running quickly, and with the example of the unlucky ghosts on the ground, the high-level executives exerted 200% work efficiency to complete the "cowboy"'s instructions.

At the same time, they also recalled the authority and terror of the SCP Foundation's "O5 Council" after not acting for a long time.

——

While Rope pushed to the headquarters building of the SCP Foundation and enjoyed the massacre, the deep sea "25B Containment Zone" far north of the coastline of Constanta was as lively as ever.

In a specially reinforced spacious room, the elite soldiers in full armor were staggering here and there, some of them were even twisted into strange shapes, and they couldn't die any more.

If the "cowboy" could see this scene, he might be furious immediately.

Because this is the "Pandora's Box" in his mouth.

To be precise, it is "Task Force - Omega 07 - Pandora's Box".

A newborn task force born from the "SCP Containment Project Interaction Execution", adopts the method of fighting poison with poison, and will be able to control the powerful SCP containment formation to perform special high-risk tasks. But because it was in the initial stage of establishment, the containment of obedient and powerful SCPs was not so easy to find, so it could only be filled with some soldiers. The consequence of this is that the titular "chief" of the unit is often dissatisfied with her members.

The current scene is nothing but "training" after another dissatisfaction.

In the corner of the room, soldiers with submachine guns looked at their commander in horror. His right hand trembled constantly, as if even his ability to speak had degraded.

"Sir, sir. Please, I really can't go on..."

He begged for mercy, but the "person" in front of him didn't listen to dissuasion at all.

Slowly approaching the soldiers was a beautiful Semitic woman with an angry face.

She has black hair and gray pupils, is about 1.8 meters tall, and wears a tattered white robe that does not match her exquisite appearance. She could see that the skin was full of mysterious and incomprehensible symbols and demon patterns. In contrast to the soldiers' high-tech submachine guns, Semitic women only have a tattered iron rod in their hands.

Afterwards, the rag quickly pierced through the heads of her subordinates.

So far, apart from a little blond-haired, blue-eyed girl trembling at the edge of the room, there is no longer a soldier who can stand.

"waste!"

The Semitic woman cursed at the soldier's corpse.

"Begging for mercy in battle, I even feel that killing you with my own hands is a kindness to you and an insult to me! Soldiers like you don't deserve to live in this world! Disgusting, disgusting!"

Then she switched to the ancient Semitic language and cursed again, throwing the blood-stained iron rod beside the corpse.