I Heard That I'm Super Fierce

Lin You was naturally not stupid enough to tell the truth.

She silently listened to them discussing the current predicament one by one, and she almost said that those guys have been taken care of by her, and there is no need to fight wits with the air anymore.

Anyway, I held back.

"Yep."

The new teammate chimed in: "The most important thing is to be careful."

"Speaking of it," he kept a short cropped cut, and looked quite energetic, "walking around, the people we met were all players, who said we were D-class personnel who were imprisoned as criminals, What about those researchers?"

"Dead."

The other replied casually that he had a square face with a wide forehead.

Seeing that they all looked at him one after another, he immediately said.

"Didn't you see it?" At this moment, he couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west, so he just pointed in a random direction, "I saw a person in a white coat fall from the ceiling when I first came out. Even the breastplate is stained, and the title on the front looks like a doctor."

Lin You: "Dirty?"

She asked curiously, and the other party nodded.

"And the place where it fell."

He recalled, "It was ticking like black mud, as if it had been corroded, and then the doctor was also stained..."

"But he was dead by then."

The teammate added.

"The face and hands seemed to be dry and cracked. Although I tried to search for it, I couldn't find anything."

Both Lin You and the man with the gold-rimmed glasses had a clear expression on their faces.

Judging from this description, he was undoubtedly a terrifying old man.

It's just that the two people's thoughts are not the same. Compared with thinking about the dangerous teammates lurking around him, Lin You's mind is full of that miserable "pocket dimension" like a typhoon passing through.

It is easy to understand why there are not many people left on this site.

When SCPs breach containment, the first to suffer are the adjacent employees.The first batch of victims appeared, and the foundation that reacted would evacuate the remaining personnel as soon as possible, but when it comes to D-class, it is not within their protection.

After all, they were originally death row prisoners, and they couldn't control them who were locked in the "cell" in an emergency.The biggest reason why the Foundation has not used nuclear bombs to directly strike the base is probably to prevent those anomalous projects from completely getting out of control.

Especially for SCP-682, the Foundation has been slow to use nuclear tests to solve it, because it is afraid that it will evolve adaptability to nuclear radiation, which will greatly lose the cards they hold on it.

In a sense, Lin You thought, they might have to thank the Immortal Lizard.

"It's a pity," Bancuntou muttered, "If we can find one or two living people, we can figure out how all this happened."

Obviously, not only Lin You was going to investigate the truth behind this containment breach, but someone also thought of going together.

"--Wait a minute."

Bancuntou suddenly came back to his senses.

"Did someone say just now that they heard the sound from the helicopter?"

"I said what I said." The man quickly raised his hand, "How do you say it?"

"Is the helicopter not far away?"

"It's pretty close. It feels like the ceiling is about two or three meters higher."

Bancuntou chuckled, "That's it."

He simply sat down cross-legged on the spot, and somehow pulled out a computer from his backpack.He put the laptop in front of him and turned it on, and within a few seconds, the screen lit up.

Lin You really considered for a while whether to tell them that SCP-682 was paralyzed not far away, but finally decided to give up.

Anyway, there is still some distance from here. If it really recovers completely, with its violent temper, it will definitely make a lot of noise in order to vent.

At that time, it will be too late to slip.

She reckoned that this was the ability of the board position.She watched him keep typing on the keyboard, pulled out two earphones and put them on one by one, her expression became more and more concentrated.

"heard it."

he said suddenly.

"I intercepted their signal, but I only cracked part of it." Bancuntou frowned, repeating paradoxically, "It's the same as who said just now, 'The resident agents are all wiped out'...'Approve the request for assistance', And what about 'Mobile Task Force Omega-7'…"

"Are you sure it's 'Omega-7'?" The man with glasses interrupted him immediately.

Bancuntou said "ah", "I must have heard correctly."

"...What?" he asked suspiciously.

"'Omega-7' is just a code name. If it's that task force," said the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, "their name is Pandora's Box."

Lin You said nothing.

Apparently, they were at a point where the O7 was still active.

The Mobile Task Force is a special armed force under the Foundation.

If there is a situation at a certain site that the agents there cannot solve, such as a high-risk containment breach, a task force will be dispatched from elsewhere to help suppress it.

And the most special point of "Omega-7" is also the reason why it is called "Pandora's Box"——

It is the only task force involving SCPs.

In other words, it was simply established with a certain humanoid SCP as the core.

So, "Pandora's Box"—as the name suggests, the Foundation began to use the power of supernatural creatures to a certain extent, just like opening Pandora's magic box.

"That captain is a violent maniac."

The man with glasses pushed his glasses habitually, "At the beginning, I almost killed SCP-682, but if I really met him, it would be over."

"Then don't we have to run quickly?" Bancuntou closed the computer with a "snap", "find some more weapons or something."

...Although if you can't beat it, you definitely can't beat it, but you can feel at ease!

"Can you find something around here?"

He turned his head, "Look, this room is unlocked, why don't you go in and look around?"

When Lin You was first led here by the occupying mask, she really didn't notice that there was a Taoist door next to her.But if you think about it carefully, you may not be able to put too important things.

Nine out of ten other people have the same idea, but they always think about it just in case.With a little bit of anticipation in their hearts, all five of them rushed in.

It looks like a break room for employees to take a short break.

The man with glasses was the first to open the cabinet door.

"There's a flashlight here," his eyes lit up when he saw what was inside, "and a gas mask."

"I found a knife!"

Bancuntou's excited tone immediately became embarrassing, "...Although it is a fruit knife."

Compared to the two of them, Lin You, who only touched a cigarette case, got nothing.

Halfway through her sigh, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Since the person who stayed here before was a smoker, it means——

Lin You quickly opened several drawers of the table, and the front ones were empty, but luckily she saw a lighter in the bottom corner.

Holding the lighter, tossing it up and down, and trying to light it again, Lin Youxin said that at least it could be used for lighting.

Just don't know how much fuel is left.

The lounge was also quite empty, as they thought, there was nothing to dig through.

"oops."

After going out again, turning the corner, the teammate who was walking next to Lin You sighed.

"I just found half a rotten fruit core, what do you think it is?"

"There may be more ahead." Bancuntou, who fell at the end, supported the wall and said absently, "I—"

His words stopped abruptly.

A dreamlike expression mixed with confusion appeared on his face, just standing there, as if immersed in great happiness.

"Hey."

The person walking in front of him sensed something was wrong and turned around, "Why..."

The following words disappeared when the latter saw the situation in front of him clearly.

The dry and thin old lady with disheveled hair was lying on Bancun Tou's shoulders, with blood stained at the corner of her mouth, and she smiled sinisterly at him.

She had torn off a piece of flesh from his shoulder and was chewing on it.The next second, before everyone could react, he opened his mouth again and gnawed straight at Banbuntou's throat.

And Bancuntou himself still stood there with a smirk as if he didn't realize it.

"run!"

Blood spurted out, splashing all over those who were close.Contrary to the previous calm tone, the man with glasses shouted excitedly: "Don't touch him! We can't save him!"

Anyone whose throat is ripped open like this can't be saved, I'm afraid I'm out of the game.Lin You turned around without any hesitation.

"Stay stealthy," Liang Siting's injury on her leg didn't affect her movement much after being healed. Realizing that the butler might not be able to resist showing up, she lowered her voice, not knowing whether he could hear her, "Don't come out in a hurry. .”

The situation is not yet completely out of control.

"Come on!"

The square-faced teammate broke down and said, "What the hell is this!"

"SCP No. 352," Lin You took the time to turn around, and saw the skinny old lady take off her limbs and turn her head to look at them, obviously trying to catch up, "Grandma Yajia!"

"Isn't that a witch from a Russian fairy tale?"

"Obviously more than a fairy tale!"

The man with glasses is probably not very good at sports, and he is a little out of breath after running for two steps, "He is still kept here—"

"Didn't you look at the wall he was supporting? Take a closer look at the translucent hair," he struggled to force out his voice, "the moment you touched it, you were entangled!"

"What the hell?!"

"Let me explain."

Lin You breathed a sigh of relief.

"Her hair can grow freely, and it is covered with a layer of things. It will automatically react when it touches the human body, attacking the nervous system and making people hallucinate."

"She likes to eat human flesh. If she just touches the hair, it may recover, but if she is bitten, she will completely lose her sanity and let her slaughter—"

Unable to explain any more, the square-faced teammate turned around and saw the old woman chasing after her, and cursed in a low voice.When he turned his head again and saw the door wide open in front of him, he seemed to be grabbing the last straw.

"Door!"

he shouted.

"There's a door ahead!"

It is impossible to run to beat Granny Yaga—she shortened the distance between them significantly in just a few seconds, and finding a place to hide became the best strategy.

When the last person rushed in, he slammed his back against the door.He screwed the bolt twice, and when he wanted to keep pressing it, he suddenly yelled "Ah", and took several steps back as if being bounced off.

The thin and dense hair was almost transparent, and it got into the crack of the door like thread ends, and was still trying to wriggle on the door bolt.The purpose is very clear, just to open this door, so that they can all be treated as dinner on the plate.

"What—what should I do," the square-faced teammate stammered, unable to touch it, "if there is a knife, then..."

"The one with the knife has already been eaten."

The last teammate who entered the door covered his face, "You can cut it if you don't press it, but do you dare to touch it?"

"There is only one way left." He gritted his teeth, "Look for another exit from this room, and get rid of this guy quickly."

Thinking about it, it was the same reason, and the two of them looked around in this seemingly closed laboratory, wishing to find another door or window, hoping that there might be a secret door or something.

Lin You took a deep breath.

If you ask her, there is no solution.

While they weren't paying attention, Lin You quietly squatted down and poked over with a lighter.Since it is hair, it should be able to burn along——

Just as soon as she thought about it, she raised her head and saw a pair of eyes staring at her behind the lens.

Lin You: "..."

Glasses man: "..."

It's too late to stop.

The flame at the tip of the lighter flickered and ignited the lock of hair in the crack of the door.