On the Foundation’s Containment Measures in American Comics

Security personnel immediately rushed into the containment room and carried Ivan Vanke out of the containment room and into the medical clinic.

Soon Ivan Vanke came out of the repair device.

I looked at the palm which was as good as ever.

Without hesitation, he exclaimed: "Unbelievable!"

This is not the first time I have used the repair device, and I still feel a little shocked.

Has the world’s medical technology reached this point? I have also studied the repair device several times, but I can't understand the operating mechanism of the repair device. It is simply a medical artifact.

Although the scientific research machines here are very advanced and the things they come into contact with are all novel and incomparable, it always feels like everyone is spying on themselves, and the credit for developing a war weapon like the Viking fighter is only given to a C-level scientific researcher , you must know that normal scientific researchers are B-level, this kind of unfair treatment feels very uncomfortable.

The permissions are not enough, many of the contained files have never been touched, and they are even only allowed to move within the base. This place is more like... a prison!

After communicating with Balrog, Ivan Vanke became more determined to escape from the base, and he absolutely believed in the knowledge he had. At least there would be no problem in establishing the largest arms company in the world.

Ivan Vanke straightened his clothes and walked quickly into his laboratory.

"Professor Ivan! Is the Balrog experiment over?"

Ivan smiled and nodded: "It's just over. I plan to find out the real reason why the Balrog can grow to a size of 235 meters. Can Lan Wen help me apply for an Axis ? I suspect there may be a problem with this."

A blond beauty nodded: "Okay, I'll apply now."

With the sound of the laboratory door closing, the smile on Ivan Vanke's face slowly disappeared.

It is normal for researchers to have assistants. This is a normal configuration. However, several times I found that Lan Wen was particularly agile. He could catch a bottle that he accidentally dropped in an instant, and his palms had some rough calluses. This was not like a scientific researcher. The hands are more like... agents!

He reached out and took out a black and white battle uniform from under the table.

This is a ghost suit that has been made using experimental waste for several months. Compared with the real ghost suit, it is much inferior. It only has one function...invisibility!

Ivan Vanke took out a rough small reactor and carefully pressed it into the center.

A blue light suddenly flashed across the suit.

"Huh! It's finally done!"

Ivan Vanko put on the battle uniform and covered it up with loose clothing.

"Boom boom boom!"

Lan Wen pushed open the door and entered.

"Doctor, the application has been approved and the materials have been shipped to the ground. You need to go and receive them."

Ivan Vanke secretly said something dangerous, and pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Okay, I understand, I'll go get it now."

"Doctor, what's wrong with you? Why are you wearing so many clothes? Is it cold?" Lan Wen asked with some confusion.

"Ah Qiu!" Ivan Vanke rubbed his nose, waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. I guess it's just a cold. It's not a big problem."

"I'll contact the medical office for you..."

"No, no! It's just a minor problem. It will be fine soon. The design of the siege tank is almost finished. You contact the R&D department and ask them to make a sample. I will go and receive the materials first." Ivan Vanke finished his instructions. Turn around and go out.

Lan Wen said with some worry: "Okay, doctor, if you have something to do, go to the infirmary as soon as possible!"

"Ok!"

As soon as Ivan Vanke walked away, Lan Wen immediately touched under the table.

"Captain, the target has taken away the suit!"

A playful voice sounded in the earphones: "Has the medicine been sprayed on?"

"Has been completed!"

After the call ended, Lan Wen put on a special warfare uniform. He lost his former intellectual beauty, but looked more heroic.

A three-pointed and two-fisted symbol on the left chest indicates Lan Wen's identity.

Sixteen-ton task force!

At the same time, Ivan Vanke also walked to the gate of the foundation.

A cold mechanical voice sounded: "Please use the ID card! And tell the mission."

Ivan Vanke took out his C-level identity card and inserted it, and said nervously: "Ivan Vanke, my mission is to receive new materials."

"Approved! Mission time limit is thirty minutes."

The large mechanical door slowly opened, and a giant mechanical workshop came into view.

Countless SCP Foundation agents are busy.

This is the Foundation's ground material receiving point and the Foundation's largest material transfer station.

A B-level security officer handed over a catalog.

"Dr. Ivan Vanko, this is your material catalog, please sign."

Ivan Vanke shook his head: "I want to see if the material is the specification I want first."

"Your materials contain dangerous goods and cannot be opened here and cannot be inspected." The security personnel refused.

Ivan Vanke forced a smile on his face and argued: "Sir, this does not comply with the regulations! My laboratory funds are limited. If the materials I receive are not what I want, then I will not have funds for other experiments."

The security officer frowned: "If the material is not right, return it. Just come to me then."

"Okay!" Ivan Vanke reluctantly signed his name, turned around and said to the transporter: "You guys transport it in first, I'll go to the bathroom, be careful there is radiation."

He turned around and immediately ran to the bathroom, took off his white coat and put on a helmet.

He muttered in a low voice: "Activate combat mode!"

The blue light instantly enveloped the suit, flickered a few times and then disappeared completely into the bathroom.

People came and went without noticing a figure disappearing.

Ivan Vanke walked out of the bathroom gently and found that the door of the car transporting materials had not been closed, so he secretly thought: What a good opportunity!

Climb into the car carefully and try to slow down your breathing so that the oxygen in the car can be sustained for a while longer.

Although I don't know what inspection methods the Foundation has, the radioactive carriages will definitely not be left in the base. The most likely option is to scrap them, or clean the carriages and then leave them alone for a long time.

After a while the vehicle closed its doors.

"Isn't this car inspected?"

"There is radiation inside, so there is no need to check it."

As the car started, Ivan Vanke's heart became hot.

To be free!

At this time, the B-level security personnel showed a mysterious smile.

"After smearing so much light potion developed by the 16-ton task force, you still want to run away? Haha!"

The security officer took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

No way, looking at Ivan Vanke with glasses is almost like looking at the sun, it’s too dazzling!

A Quinjet fighter quietly took off into the air and escaped into the clouds, activated its stealth mode, and followed the truck from a distance.

When the car door opened again, a group of invisible people immediately jumped down and hid aside, running quietly for a distance before becoming invisible.

He raised his head and shouted: "I... am free!"

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