Time Travel Foundation: Captured By Goc At The Beginning

On July 3, 2.0.0.3, America's SCP Foundation defended the site near Site-US-25.

A huge armed transport aircraft is flying in this valley, and it is carrying a mobile task force, codename: Xi-13 ("SequreNos"-Follow us)

This is a platoon-sized rapid reaction combat force, and is used to quickly respond to dangerous and/or abnormal situations that may involve military standard forces. It is usually deployed at certain sites to respond to large-scale containment and security breach events.

After the transport plane flew out of the valley, two F-18 "Hornet" fighter jets suddenly jumped out from below, following closely on both sides of the transport plane, one on the left and one on the right.

.......Please note! This is a no-fly zone! Please present the verification code issued by the site within 20 seconds, otherwise we will force your aircraft to land. "

At this moment, in the cockpit of the armed transport aircraft, a voice with electricity sounded in the communicator.

After hearing this, Die (the pilot of the armed transport plane) knew that if he did not tell the tower below the verification code quickly, he would soon be forced to land by the fighter jets 30 on the left and right. "Yes.

So he quickly asked the commander of the mobile task force carried by the plane:

"What is the verification code?"

"wsickpif2007."

The commander was also unambiguous and answered quickly.

After hearing this, Die quickly told the tower the code. After confirming that the verification code was correct, the latter relaxed and said in a cheerful voice:

"The verification code is correct. The air traffic control on your aircraft has been ended. I wish you a safe journey!"

After watching the two F-18s that had been following the transport plane fly away, Die finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the commander of the Mobile Task Force next to him:

"Finally, I'm out. After I fly to my destination... I think the Original Faction will give me a decent position, right?"

"Of course, and I can guarantee that they will give you an extra reward."

At the same time, the atmosphere and state inside Site-US-25 were not so good.

Due to the start of the civil war in the SCP Foundation, the people responsible for the containment of this site were either urgently transferred to other sites, or were directly incorporated as members of the armed forces, making the overall number of people less and less. Up to now, it is less than before the civil war. 40%.

Although the rapid development of technology now allows this small number of people to maintain the special containment measures for several SCP items on the site, they can only barely maintain it and cannot do their best as before.

"Warning! Warning! SCP-106 has breached the containment measures! SCP-106 has breached the containment measures! It is currently in channel 7 of the site. Please intercept the site security forces and mobile task force quickly! Repeat SCP-1DG has... .."

The loud sirens were recalled over and over again in the corridors of the site. The doctors quickly moved away from the location of SCP-106 reported in the site, and several site guards also drove a group of D-class personnel to the other side with weapons.

At the same time, several site guards carrying a "reality stabilization cannon" that looked like a heavy machine gun were running towards Channel 7.

(Reality stabilization cannons are usually used to suppress some paranormal individuals, and SCP-106 belongs to this category.)

After swiping open a door with their permission card, they soon saw SCP-106, who looked like an old man and exuded disgusting black "sludge".

After the guards at these stations saw SCP-106, they took advantage of the latter's slow advance. The two guards in front took automatic rifles and shot at SCP-106's head to attract its attention.

The latter two quickly set up and spliced ​​the reality stabilization cannon, then aimed it at SCP-106's body and pulled the trigger.

A shot of white energy as big as a mineral water bottle "rushed" directly out of the barrel, and directly exploded into SCP-106's chest in a burst of dazzling light, immediately exploding a large crater.

SCP-106 staggered a few times, stopped in place for a few seconds, and then slowly moved forward. The body tissues that were destroyed by the explosion also quickly began to regenerate.

Site guards were undeterred by the fact that the weapon had no actual damage to SCP-106.

After all, their goal is to drag the mobile task force stationed at this site over [the same happened several times before.

But what they didn't know was that the mobile task force they were expecting had left the area on an armed transport plane and "run away" as early as an hour ago.

And will never come to support them.

"Where are their people! Where are their people! Why haven't that guy Darth and his team of MTFs come over yet? Do you want to wait so long to collect the bodies for us?"

In the site headquarters, the webmaster was spitting and cursing the people below who dared not say a word.

Because of the chain reaction caused by the containment breach of SCP-106, just 5 minutes ago, SCP-939 also breached containment.

More than 50 instances of SCP-939 are now roaming the site's containment area, killing every human they encounter.

Mobile Task Force Xi-13, which should have arrived at the site to carry out recovery measures seven minutes ago, is still nowhere to be found, as if the warning still echoing throughout the site does not exist.

Although they have urgently requested support from the surrounding SCP Foundation armed units, due to the site's location and environmental factors, it would take several hours to get to the nearest one.

While the webmaster was still furious, a correspondent hurriedly opened the door and rushed in. Without waiting for the people inside to ask, he said earnestly:

"I received the record just after 420. All members of the MTF-Xi-13 team left the site on an armed transport plane 62 minutes ago. They are not here at all now!"

"What?! How the hell didn't I know they ran away? What report did they make!? Tell them to get back immediately!"

When the station commander heard that this mobile task force had "run away", he became anxious. Then he pushed his chair away and ran to the correspondent, grabbed his clothes and yelled angrily.

"They... they submitted a report to the communications room, but they didn't seem to notify you. I just found the report sheet here on the table."

Looking at the webmaster with a crazy face and bloodshot eyes, the correspondent stammered and then handed a note to the former.

The webmaster took the note, looked at it a few times, and started to tremble all over.

Then under the shocked gazes of others, he rolled his eyes and collapsed on the spot as his blood pressure soared.

The scene instantly became chaotic. Everyone hurriedly lifted the stationmaster up and prepared to take it to the infirmary. However, the stationmaster's deputy picked up the note. He looked at the content on it and the expression on his face was unbearable. Living.

The note read:

[The SB Guards faction pays us such a low salary and squeezes us out! On behalf of all members of this mobile task force, I declare here that we are quitting and you can do your own thing!].