I’m In Charge of SCP

"Left, left, left—right, right—no, in front—Isn’t I not calling Der, jia, wo, yu, you don’t understand."

"If you dare to be long-winded, roll off my back!"

"Uncle 682, I was wrong, please go as you please."

"Where is it!"

"On the left—"

One person, one beast gallops in the Euclid-level containment area at Site19.

Because the things contained here are not so dangerous, the underground defense forces are not very strong, at least much easier to deal with than the two MTF teams above.

Uncle 682, based on his many years of experience fighting the Foundation, plus Zhang Jue's command, the two (beasts) seemed to be in the land of no one.

Occasionally encountering security personnel with bad luck, Zhang Jue would yell in advance: "Run fast, I am riding'Te|S|La'—"

But there are also people who don't believe in evil, thinking that with such a good performance, 682 can't stop the car. It must be nonsense. As a result, they were all killed by Uncle 682 mercilessly.

I don't know what kind of deal Zhang Jue and Uncle 682 made, and they will reach an agreement to mess around in the containment area of ​​Site19.

I don't know what their purpose is, and how they will end up in the end.

The only thing he knows is that Zhang Jue should cross out one item from the list of "things a real man should have done once in his life".

…

When the two MTF teams, Tyrannosaurus and Cobra, entered the Euclid containment area, they were already in a mess.

Many security team members on duty lacked arms and legs, but few died directly.

I don't know if it is related to Zhang Jue sitting on 682's back.

The two captains immediately evacuated all the staff and began to deploy control.

According to the surveillance video, consultant Zhang Jue and SCP682 ran around in various containment rooms.

Wherever it goes, SCP682 must use its physical characteristics to unlock the door of the containment chamber—either with violence or wisdom.

Then, no matter what was contained inside, he swallowed it in one bite.

Zhang Juekuan|Sitting on the back of 682, he was so busy, it is difficult to tell whether this matter was planned by him alone.

But if Zhang Jue can persuade 682 to do something for him, the two MTF captains don't believe it.

No one knows what temper 682 uncle is better than them.

That is nothing to provoke.

Ordinary people, don't say what to do with it, even if they look at it, they will be scared to pee their pants.

Even the researchers who have been studying Project 682 for a long time are unwilling to stay with it for a long time, let alone ride on him.

No matter what Zhang Jue did.

He can let 682 listen to him, which is enough to surprise most people, whether they like him or dislike him.

The captain of Tyrannosaurus looked at the containment room destroyed by Zhang Jue and 682, and said, "It feels like they are looking for something."

His deputy captain asked, "What is it?"

"Fart, how did I know." He sipped, "Notify Cobra and let them deploy in the Y4 area. We chase forward from here and try to block them there."

…

"I have a 682 and I never ride it. One day, I rode it on a whim to steal chickens. I was proud of it with a small leather whip in my hand.

No one was left, Zhang Jue simply lay on 682's back and hummed a song leisurely.

682 crawled quickly in the corridor to clear out the security personnel, and said: "I have seen many of your kind, but this is the first time I have seen someone like you."

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhang Jue nodded solemnly, "I also often blame myself for being so good."

Even though 682 had a considerable degree of wisdom, he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Zhang Jue's shamelessness has broken through its perception of humans.

Simply changed the topic.

"You have achieved your goal, why do you want to stay here? Wouldn't we just leave it?"

"Attention, I am leaving here, not you. If you let you go, it is estimated that all Foundation personnel will want to plan my family's ancestral grave." Zhang Jue blew the whistle, and he seemed to be in a pretty good mood. Walking around here with you is of course to hide my true purpose. As for you, just wait for it to be contained."

…

It's probably been a long time since no one had spoken to 682 like this, it was a little difficult to adapt to it for a while.

After a long time, he murmured: "Mortal..."

"I know you are dissatisfied, and there is nothing you can do if you disagree." Zhang Jue waved the whip in his hand, "This is the truth."

"You know, it's the first time I hope that the scum with weapons will come soon."

Before 682 had finished speaking, he listened to a sound in front of him, which seemed to be the sound of a gun being loaded.

Then came a burst of fire.

682 was severely attacked.

But this level of attack is not enough to hurt it.

"Captain, don't shoot, it's me! I'm a hostage!" Zhang Jue shouted immediately.

Although he had expected that Bellamy had issued a new order, his life was worthless.

But the play that should be done is still to be done.

Sure enough, when he made a sound, a voice rang out from the other side.

"Consultant Zhang, we have received the order to contain 682 at all costs. Now it has been surrounded by us. If you still don't get out of it, you can only be sorry!"

After speaking, a rocket hit them and exploded violently at a distance of only two meters from 682.

When the heat wave hit, Zhang Jue's hair was scorched.

He knew that this was the last chance the other party gave him.

The two MTF teams are not good at being caught in the middle of O5. They both want to contain 682 again without wanting to offend him too much.

"Well, wait a minute, I have to deal with it for a while." As he said, he pretended to struggle again.

And 682 also roared in coordination.

At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the headsets of the two MTF team captains: "Good morning, I am O5-5."

Lord O5?

The two captains are resident at Site19, and naturally the voice of this O5 rotation can be heard.

Although she is a woman, there has been no accident at Site19 this year. Although her iron-blooded wrist is strong, it is exactly what the MTF team needs.

"What are your instructions?" the captain of the Cobra team asked.

The other end of the headset was quiet for a few seconds, and then he said every word: "I order you two to fire immediately."

"This..." the Tyrannosaurus team leader said, "My lord, Consultant Zhang has agreed to get off 682."

"You don't need to care about him, I will take care of any problems."

After a brief silence, the two captains responded.

"clear!"

"learn!"

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It is their responsibility to contain 682.

Zhang Jue had already given enough face to him before, and if they were still fearful, they would not be worthy of this position.

"Pay attention to each team, prepare—"

"Pay attention to each team, prepare—"

The two captains issued orders to the team members at the same time, preparing to launch the most violent attack on 682.

Just now.

Something surprising happened.

Zhang Jue, who was still grinding on 682's back, was suddenly thrown high by 682.

Then, under everyone's surprised eyes, he was swallowed by 682 in one bite.

I didn't even chew.