I’m In Charge of SCP

Two days have passed, and the cause of the explosion at site 17 has still not been investigated clearly.

The power of four nuclear bombs detonating together cannot be underestimated. The black box buried deep in the ground at Site 17 was seriously damaged, and it will take time to repair it.

The exploration team conducted a carpet search of the ground with a radius of five kilometers.

No body was found—of course, it was located at the center of the nuclear bomb explosion, so even if it died, there should be no bones left.

But no matter what, this still gave the investigation team a glimmer of hope, whether those site17 staff members escaped alive.

Because in their view, each of these people at Site 17—Cain, 343, and even the sleeping 239—has the possibility of creating miracles.

They didn't know that the instigator of the explosion was the same unconscious girl as 239, Shirley.

But after she awakened, she had lost the memory that originally belonged to Shirley.

It is more appropriate for us to call her 053 now.

After the 053 and 682 met, they flew south together and arrived in the sky over Jerusalem in the early morning of October 20.

Located in the Levant region of the Near East, Jerusalem is a city with a long history. It is geographically located in the mountains of Judah, between the Mediterranean Sea and the Dead Sea.

It was nine o'clock in the evening, and 053 was looking down from an altitude of 10,000 meters with the black scythe symbolizing death on his shoulders.

At this moment, Jerusalem is brightly lit.

The annual Torch Festival is at its climax.

Various disasters have occurred around the world recently, and they are praying to their respective faiths.

053 looked at the dots of torches, with a strange look in his eyes, he didn't know what he remembered.

Uncle 682 has now turned into a tall horse with green flames all over his body.

It wanted to say something, but it felt the strong killing intent emanating from 053, and immediately shut its mouth.

This grown-up's temper is the clearest,

It doesn't matter if it's her mount or not.

One person and one horse stay in the air.

There was a whistling.

An arrow galloped in the direction of 053 from a distance, and the target was her chest.

The speed of this arrow was so fast that it faintly broke through the time limit.

It seemed that one second was still in the sky, and the next second, he was already in front of 053.

053's expression remained unchanged, and he waved the sickle lightly in his hand.

The white arrow deviated from the track and shot towards the mountains behind her, causing a huge explosion with a bang.

053 tied up the sickle and said lightly: "I haven't shown up yet."

As soon as her words fell, a knight riding a white horse and wearing a crown appeared in the air not far away, walking leisurely here.

He held a white longbow in his hand. Obviously, he should have shot the arrow just now.

"Death Knight, I haven't seen you for many years. You still have such a bad temper." The knight on the white horse smiled, but there was no warmth in that smile.

682 really wanted to scold him for being a fag, for doing some backstabbing tricks, but 053 didn't open his mouth, and it didn't dare to speak.

053 ignored the white horse rider, but turned his gaze to the northeast.

"Da, da, da, da."

A bright red horse came through the void, and a knight in red armor sat on it, holding a red long knife in his hand.

The white knight looked at the knife in his hand with a look of disdain.

"Priest, has anyone told you that your look is too rustic?"

The red knight pointed at him with a knife: "Sipgliano, has anyone ever told you that your head is well shaped and can be used as a chamber pot."

Cipriano fiddled with his longbow: "What's the matter, do you want to fight? I can accompany you anytime."

Priest narrowed his eyes.

Cipriano clenched his fists.

At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded from above their heads.

"Are you two going to duel? Then I can be the referee to ensure fairness."

The three looked up and saw a knight riding a black horse standing high in the sky overlooking them.

It is not known when he appeared there.

He is not holding a weapon in his hand, but a scale.

Cipriano snorted.

"Stahl, if you say you are fair, I am afraid that all human beings in the world will laugh to death."

Starr slowly descended from the sky, looking at the city below: "It would be best to make them all die laughing, and save us from doing it."

He turned his gaze to 053: "Death Knight, am I right?"

The strength of these three knights is very strong, each of them should not be underestimated, but they don't seem so reliable.

053 remained expressionless.

"Since everything is here, don't waste any time, let's start."

After speaking, she lifted the reins of 682 and flew towards the holy city below.

Cipriano shrugged. "She's always in such a hurry."

As he spoke, he chased after him.

The remaining two looked at each other and followed closely behind.

In the city of Jerusalem, countless people worshiped devoutly.

Pray that the Lord of their faith can protect them from disasters.

These four knights, representing plague, war, famine and death, suddenly appeared in front of them.

Looking at this group of bewildered prayers, 053 said coldly, "Kill."

Overnight, the holy city of Jerusalem became a sea of ​​flames.

...

Over the Atlantic Ocean, led by the improved versions of the three EVA prototypes, Tomorrow, Hope, and Dawn, the mechanical army of the Broken God marched inland.

The city of gears has been destroyed and they must find a new place to live.

At a certain moment, several mechas that went to explore the road suddenly disappeared from the radar.

No matter how the three branch leaders called, there was no response.

Fusha, who had already been voted as the acting leader, decisively issued an order for all staff to stop and expanded the radar's search area.

Because she feels very bad.

Sure enough, two minutes later, the radar showed that six unknown objects were approaching the Broken God team at an extremely fast speed. They approached from different directions, as if they were going to surround the entire mecha army.

After a while, Fusha finally saw the person directly in front of the line - he was completely naked, but he couldn't see the gender at all, or he had no gender.

The rancid smell of blood and flesh emanated from his body, and from the moment he appeared, all the members of the Shattered God Church felt a chill down their backs.

And there are five more "people" like him.

The Church of Flesh has disappeared into the long river of history with the death of Ian, and the strength of these people should be almost the same as that of Ian who did not ascend to God. They cannot be the remnants of the Church of Sark, so their identities will be revealed ——The six servants directly subordinate to the God of Flesh and Flesh, the legendary Six Commanders of Flesh and Flesh.

Looking at the mighty army of mechas, the leader at the front of the team said: "The God of Flesh and Flesh will be resurrected in a short time, and you guys will be the first batch of pigs and dogs to be sacrificed."

After saying this, he laughed out loud.

As he laughs, his body changes.

His abdomen gradually swelled into a fleshy ball, and his whole body showed a disgusting pink color. His head also split into two huge heads, and long saliva flowed out from the mouthparts.

Countless tentacles spread out from its body, like a group of seaweed floating in the air.

The other five leaders also began to transform.

Although the final appearance is different, without exception, the shape is all very peculiar.

Aldabos is known as the god of flesh and blood, and his subordinates are also such a group of flesh and blood monsters.

The member of the Broken God sect closest to him in front of the team was stunned and pressed the button in his hand in a panic. A rocket was fired from the mech he was driving and hit the commander in the abdomen .

With a bang, thick smoke rose everywhere.

But after the smoke cleared, the leader was unharmed.

Obviously, these commanders have part of the power of Aldabos, and ordinary weapons can't harm them at all.

At this time, the cockpits of the three EVA No. 1 mechs were opened.

The ministers of the three branches of the Broken God jumped out of it.

They each hold a fragment of a gear in their hands, which is the relic of the legendary Broken God McCann given to them by Mr. B before his death, and it is also the last trump card of the Cult of the Broken God.

The three ministers all showed expressions of resignation to death.

"The grievances between the Broken God and the Flesh God, let us settle it completely!"

...

The Bureau of Abnormal Creatures has been committed to keeping all abnormal creatures in custody.

They probably never imagined that one day, abnormal creatures would knock down the gate of the Authority headquarters.

Hundreds of angels led by 343 finally arrived in Switzerland on October 21st.

This group of angels is powerful in battle, and each one has the power to destroy the world.

So after consuming more than a dozen mobile task forces.

No. 1 decisively announced the abandonment of blocking.

There are quite a few of the thirteen administrators, and all of them are sitting in site19, waiting for them to come to the door.

This afternoon, the thirteen top managers boarded the roof on the top floor of the headquarters building, stood in a row, and looked up at the group of huge creatures with wings.

When No. 1 saw 343 floating in the front, her heart couldn't help but tugged.

"Is it because of your backplane that site 17 was nuclear-detonated?"

343 smiled slightly: "Why does God have to betray mankind?"

Number One nodded with a sneer.

Now that the matter has come to this point, the truth about site17 is no longer important.

"What do you and your group of angels want to do?"

343 still had that amiable face: "Number One, actually you don't have to be so hostile to us. Everything I do is just to free mankind quickly, that's all."

No. 12 pressed his game console and couldn't help laughing: "Old man, what did human beings do wrong, do we need you to help us out?"

343's expression was slightly gloomy.

"Probably your appearance is a mistake."

If the words are not speculative, the battle is imminent.

The combat power of the thirteen administrators is actually quite strong, but they seem to be weaker in the face of 343 and hundreds of angels.

But don't forget, they are the administrators of the Bureau of Abnormal Organisms, and this is the headquarters of the Bureau of Abnormal Organisms.

Any anomalous creature in custody could be their weapon if they wanted to, and they did.

Before the doomsday, many useful items were shipped here in batches by No. 1.

Preparing for a rainy day is to deal with the current situation.

No. 1 looked at 343 in the sky, and said in that immature but majestic voice: "Human beings never need other creatures to dictate, even gods."

...

site14 site.

Yang Xue stood in front of the office window, looking out at the gray sky.

In my impression, the day Zhang Jue was first discovered by the management bureau seemed to be like this.

She was just a senior researcher at the time.

I heard that a creature from a parallel world was captured, so I looked it up curiously.

Time flies like a blink of an eye, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

She has matured a lot and changed a lot.

Three years ago, she would have given her life for the Authority without hesitation.

But now, she chose to break with the Authority for another person.

To be fair, she didn't think there was anything wrong with what the Authority did.

The butt determines the head, and in that position, probably no one can do better than No. 1.

It is necessary to coordinate the affairs of the administration to prevent civil strife, and to appease Zhang Jue so that he does not go too far.

But she was already sitting on Zhang Jue's side.

So we can only choose to split.

Under her order, site14 and site336 have been closed for a week.

She also ignored all orders from the authority headquarters.

Before the chaos in the world subsides, before Zhang Jue wakes up.

She must ensure the safety here.

Site17 was destroyed, Shirley and Karina didn't know if they were alive or dead, she was very worried.

But she can't go there, her mission is to protect site14.

Yang Xue sighed. Just as she was about to return to her seat, the green light of the walkie-talkie at her waist turned on, and there was a noisy voice.

"Report! A suspicious person appeared one kilometer away from the site?"

Yang Xue frowned slightly, held the walkie-talkie in her hand, and said, "Describe his appearance."

"He was shirtless, had strange tattoos on his chest and back and was carrying a long black knife."

"I see, let's go, tell Captain Guan, don't act rashly."

"yes!"

Yang Xue took a deep breath.

She knew who was coming, and the authority had already issued an early warning to her.

What should come will always come. At this time, no one can escape what is called fate.

Yang Xue took off her white coat and her work badge, and put them on the table together.

Outside the gate of site14.

Abel was carrying the black long knife, looking at the members of the Red Ying team who were waiting in full force, with a somewhat impatient expression.

"I don't have time to play games with you here. Give you a minute and tell me where that man named Zhang Jue is, otherwise I will kill everyone here."

With a "squeak", the door to site 14 slowly opened.

Abel saw a woman in a black jacket come out of it.

Step by step, he walked slowly to about five meters in front of him and stopped.

"I'm his wife," she said, "it's the same when you come to me for anything."

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