Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"I'm really giving you a chance. You can't die, you don't have a family, it doesn't mean that Dr. Hollard can't die, and he has no family. I'll give you another fifteen minutes, think clearly, compared to the colleagues of the Extortion Foundation, I hope to hear a confession from you, Pesri, who has lost his way."

"You don't understand Kevin."

"Maybe in a while."

The cowboy turned to leave.

Just then, a strong tremor broke out.

Dust kept falling from the ceiling, the cowboy desperately leaned on a cane to keep himself steady, and two tall bodyguards in black instantly pushed the guards away, stood in front of the members of the "O5 Council", and opened the safety of the pistol.

"what happened?"

The vibrations subsided, the cowboy asked aloud.

No one could answer him, not even Wingate knew what was going on.

Moments later, along with the noise of footsteps, several civilians entered Wingate's guard room and whispered a few words in the cowboy's ear.

"what?!"

The cowboy's expression became very surprised.

"Here, in the center of the city, a super-large wild boar crashed into the upper building?! Are you sure you're not on drugs?!"

"Uh... no."

"...Any other effects of "Plague"? "

The cowboy tapped his cane through gritted teeth and immediately ordered.

"I will take full charge of this place for the time being, let the internal staff clear the exit, and then contact the external garrisoned troops to block the block, try to contain or kill the wild boar. At the same time, let the "gravekeepers" pay attention to the dead bodies in the surrounding cemeteries, don't let your guard down! "

"Yes!"

--bad feeling.

Chapter [-]: The Goddess of War in Pandora's Box

Before even five minutes had passed, the white male codenamed "Cowboy" in the O5 Council saw the big wild boar raging above his head through a live satellite broadcast.

He lit a cigar in a daze, then turned his head sharply to look at the Foundation management in the senior office, and asked cursingly.

"Who the fuck are you here to explain to me what the hell is this?"

"...Maybe uncontained anomalous creatures," a researcher whispered.

This sentence lit Cowboy's dynamite barrel like a flame.

He slammed the cane hard.

"Nonsense! Of course I know it's an uncontained anomalous creature. Does a normal wild boar have such a large size and a cyan flame burning behind it? What I'm asking is, with such a large size, why did you bastards not find out until now? Could it be that? Shouldn't the containment work begin within an hour of approaching a populated area when it enters the city, no? The exorbitant salaries that the Foundation pays you every year is for you to come to me and make a bad face!?"

Simply out of character.

Let such a behemoth enter the prosperous area of ​​Constanta and attack the SCP Foundation.He even began to suspect that this was not the heavily guarded headquarters, but the hunting grounds of some safari park.

The Foundation soldiers who were crushed by wild boars in the picture made the cowboy more firm in this idea.

"How long until heavy fire support arrives?"

"Sir, this is the urban area, and there are ordinary people. The national military does not agree to use heavy firepower..."

"Damn! Who said this?" The cowboy looked at the adjutant who replied with a grim face: "Let him get off his post within [-] minutes and continue to carry out my orders! Otherwise, I will let the incompetent you and him later. Take a rocket ride to the moon together!"

"...Yes." The adjutant immediately left the Cowboy's office in a dejected manner.

Because the peripheral monitor was turned on again, the office was very noisy for a time, and there was a deafening roar and the wailing of humans before the tragic death.

The cowboy was unmoved.He frowned and saw that the rockets deployed by the soldiers did not even scratch the boar skin and continued to damage the wreckage of the collapsed building, and then asked.

"Isn't the '25B Containment Zone' under the sea not attacked?Are you sure this is the only one attacked? "

"Yes sir. All is well in containment zone 25B."

"It's weird..." The cowboy muttered in a low voice, "It's clear that there is nothing here that can attract anomalous creatures. Why don't the department stores with more humans next to them attack them, but just attack here... eh?"

His keen eyes suddenly noticed an unusual scene in the satellite image.

"Enlarge the lower right corner again," ordered the cowboy.

After zooming in, the clear sight made the cowboy involuntarily widen his eyes.

"this is……"

In the picture, a young man with black hair and blue eyes is slowly advancing towards the big wild boar that others can't avoid.During this period, anyone who hindered his progress, whether it was the soldiers who were discouraged by the Foundation or the masses fleeing in all directions, was burnt to charcoal by several arcs that were vaguely surrounding him.

The cowboy took a deep breath as he watched the young man tear off a certain soldier's head at an inhuman speed.

——That's right, this is the "subject"!

Having seen many SCP items that are not "one", the cowboy easily put their characteristics on the mysterious black-haired youth.

And this slaughter and power against humans... [-]% "Keter" level!

Did you learn about the existence of anomalous creatures in the Foundation from somewhere?So is it revenge or targeted sabotage?Why did it choose to attack at this time?Cowboy instantly thinks a lot.

But seeing the black-haired young man approaching the ruins of the building, the situation has reached a point where he cannot continue to think about it.