I’m In Charge of SCP

　　 "Report, the target appears in area A2!"

　　 "Report that the A2 area has been lost and the target is advancing to the A3 area!"

　　 "A3 area has been lost! The target is breaking through the outer fortifications!"

　　 "The target has broken through the outermost defense and is heading towards the nearest city!"

　　Bad news came one after another.

　　 The person in charge of Area25's site holding the walkie-talkie is already shaking slightly.

　　 He knew that the thing he worried most had happened.

　　 That **** that exploded the collar, it couldn't kill Abel at all.

　　 He finally breached containment.

　　 No one knows Abel's terrifying power better than this person in charge. There is no doubt that he is the best killing machine.

　　 It would cost him a huge price to contain him again.

　　 The strongest team on the site is undoubtedly his Omega-7, but according to the live video, Abel killed all of them in only ten minutes.

　　 The remaining security personnel are not his enemy at all.

　　 I'm afraid it's too late to ask for help.

　　 Now Abel has breached containment and headed for the nearest city. Waiting for the supporting MTF team to arrive here, I don't know how many people will die under his butcher knife.

　　 The person in charge puts his hand on the red button.

　　 As long as he presses the button, the explosion procedure of the small nuclear warhead on the site will start. After a few minutes, a radius of tens of kilometers will be razed to the ground, and all lives will be burned, including Abel.

　　 The person in charge shook a fist. In order to prevent Abel's existence from being made public, and to prevent more people from dying, he would not hesitate to destroy the entire site and let all personnel be buried with Abel.

　　 Just as he was about to press the button, the phone next to him suddenly rang.

　　 The person in charge sighed, he picked up the phone: "Hello."

　　 On the other side of the phone, there was a very young voice.

　　 "Hello, Colonel James, I know that you are in trouble over there. In view of the tight time, I won't say more nonsense. What I want you to do next is very important, please remember."

　　 Colonel James frowned slightly.

　　 The other party’s English pronunciation is weird, and there are even a few grammatical errors, and he didn’t report his name and job number. It sounds like a liar with poor methods.

　　 But Colonel James is ready to believe him, because this is the style of the Foundation.

　　 The other party's voice came again.

　　 "First, turn off the **** fail-safe extreme insurance measures. Are nuclear bombs so fun? If they explode, the life of the Foundation is not life?"

　　 "Second, the nearest MTF team departed before you sent the distress signal, and it is expected to arrive at Area 25 in an hour. You are not alone, man, be optimistic."

　　 "Thirdly, concentrate all the power and hold Abel for half an hour to ensure that he will not rush to slaughter civilians. I will take over in half an hour."

　　 "Fourth, if you still fail to stop Abel in the end according to my request, you will naturally bear all the responsibility. If you die, I will remember to burn the paper for you."

James is a native of Mei. He doesn’t know what burning paper means, but he can judge that the other party’s first three sentences are true and credible. The other party can grasp Abel’s movements and know that there are extreme insurance measures in the Area. The leadership of the foundation is undoubtedly.

　　 But James has worked in the foundation for so many years, and he has never seen such a young foundation executive with such a weird accent.

　　 The situation is urgent, James has no time to hesitate, he only said one sentence.

　　 "I will do what you say. Before that, I can ask, who are you?"

　　 "Me?" The person on the other side of the phone seemed to smile, "My name is Zhang Jue, and I am a special consultant hired by the foundation. Does Zhang Jue know that Zhang Jue’s Zhang, Zhang Jue’s Jue——"

　　 After Zhang Jue finished speaking, he handed the phone to Dr. Bright, who confirmed his identity to Colonel James.

　　 And he himself is staring at the laptop on his hand, watching Abel's movements all the time.

　　 Abel destroyed the explosive collar that the Foundation had attached to his neck, but did not damage the positioning device left on his body. I don't know if he doesn't know where the positioning device is, or he doesn't even bother to look for it.

　　 Abel's character is cruel and bloodthirsty. If he were to get close to the city, the consequences would be disastrous.

　　 But the trouble is that this guy is not completely thoughtless.

　　 He is not a beast that relies on instinct. If he puts a piece of meat in the clamp, he will be fooled.

　　He is an individual, and he is very good at field warfare.

　　 Otherwise, the Foundation will not use him as the core to form Pandora's Box.

　　 If you want to set him down, you must be very clever, otherwise the identity of the hunter and the prey will be reversed if you are not careful.

"Here." Zhang Jue marked a location on the computer and said to another staff member beside him, "Notify your captain. After they arrive, set up an ambush circle here, and I will find a way to lead Abel over. "

　　 That staff member is the deputy captain of the upcoming MTF squad-"Hawks", named Derek.

　　Before Abel entered the Pandora’s Box for service, the "Young Eagle" had participated in the containment of the project many times, so Derek was very clear about Abel's situation.

　　 In his opinion, although this person named Zhang Jue is a consultant of the Foundation, he seems a bit too young.

He did not distrust the decision of the upper management of the foundation, but out of professionalism, he still asked: "Consultant Zhang, how do you plan to bring Abel into the ambush circle~www.novelmt.com~ You know, he is very concerned about these Things are also very good."

　　 "You don't need to worry about it." Zhang Jue waved his hand, yawned, and his chest was clear. "Shanren has a clever plan."

　　……

　　 In the woods, Abel jumped up and held the long knife in his hand towards the crown of a big tree in the distance.

　　 Two seconds later, a person in the uniform of an SCP security officer fell from the canopy, with Abel's knife stuck in his chest.

　　 A sniper rifle fell with him.

　　 Abel stretched his hand forward, the knife made a buzzing sound, and finally flew straight back into his hand.

　　 Abel held a black long knife and swiped it down.

　　 A blast of wind gushes out from the tip of the knife.

　　 A few meters ahead of him, several grenade-like objects were instantly chopped in half.

　　 A few dozen meters away from Abel, a few wounded people were hiding behind a tree trunk, panting.

　　 "Captain, our brother is about to be killed by him, let's withdraw!"

　　 "No... The order we received... is to drag Abel here... half an hour... Now there are only the last few minutes left... We can't just cough and cough--"

　　 The team leader was injured by Abel's sword gas to the lung lobe. If he is not treated in time, he will probably be in trouble soon.

　　 A few wounded were hiding in one place, let alone completing the task, even self-protection is very difficult.

　　 "Scum, I found you."

　　 Abel’s voice came, right on the trunk above their heads.

　　 The black long knife in his hand buzzed.

　　 As long as he raises the knife and falls, several security team members will die.

　　 On the occasion of the moment.

　　 A young voice came from a distance.

　　 "Abel, my brother, stop."