"The millimeter-wave active rejection system developed by the Institute of Engineering Physics?" As soon as the folded antenna was opened, those who did not belong to the second group immediately expressed shock. "That thing can also make the gods of the world burp? Isn't it just against thugs? ”

While everyone was shocked, several thin beams of light in the night sky were aimed at Yukro Shatia and gradually corrected into her eyeballs. The damaging effect of the YAG (yttrium aluminum garnet crystal) laser on the retina is as immediate as a textbook, and Ukro Chartya immediately covered his eyes and stopped in place.

"This burning sensation...... "In addition to the sharp pain in her eyeballs, Yucrochatia began to feel the pain in her body that turned from warm to burning....... It's not the sharp pain in the flames just now, but the pain of the drill that makes it impossible to move forward at all. "People from other worlds, you have given concubines to come down from heaven...... Ah, let's ...... Beat the ...... happily One ah! ”

Her roar was no longer complete in a sentence. This unremarkable, satellite-like millimeter-wave active distance stop system is designed to deter thugs from doing evil within range. Of course, this is a problem that covers everything from throwing a Molotov cocktail to shouting foul language and walking around with a horn, and the only way to solve this problem is to actively exit the distance set by the millimeter-wave active distance stop system.

However, once this non-lethal "defensive weapon" is used in an attack, it is not a matter of escaping the range of the millimeter-wave antenna to be able to regain its ability to act. Even more serious is that Yuccatia is constantly blind from the intense laser light in both eyes, and she is unable to stop or get rid of the effects of non-lethal weapons.

"Okay, that girl can't move. Comrades, go up! Catch it alive! ”

On the troop helicopter that had touched the ground, dozens of soldiers who were still in black clothes and armor jumped down. And the word "SCP" on the back of their uniforms still shines under the effect of phosphor.

"I'm X, the equipment of the second group is such a ghost?" When they saw the guy in their hands, the researchers couldn't help but gasp. "Sticky foam launchers imported from the US imperialists, as well as tasers, net guns, and even dozens of bundles of cloth tape...... Oh my God, is this formation going to open a bondage without misery? ”

Completely devoid of any resistance, Yukrosatia first ate no less than twenty taser pellets according to the protocol, and then was doused with white, cloudy sticky foam that stuck to her limbs, unable to move at all. The onlookers all opened their mouths wide: I said, shoot like this, and the problem will be solved? What about the shocked face that was good? What about the said good neutron weapon to ride the face? Feelings are not as good as super glue, right?

In the rear, the soldiers at the head of the platoon were holding thick medical syringes, unable to move when they recovered, and the scolding Yukrochatia found the vein and came for a moment.

After him, several soldiers lowered their weapons and pulled out their ecstasy with evil smiles on their faces...... Ecstasy cloth tape.

"What liquid nitrogen do you want, what hydrofluoric acid do you want, a roll of twenty-four pieces of nine," the soldier who tore the head of the glue head sealed Yukrochatia's mouth with the first blow. "It's cheap and efficient, you can crane cars, you can make cannons and hit potatoes, so I'm not afraid of you running away."

With a highly effective and massive amount of anesthetic injections and a viscous foam liner, dozens of rolls of cloth tape tied the living gods into a long strip of object that could not be wriggled without any pressure. The princes on this helicopter were still opening their mouths, and the gods of the world who were tightly tied up on the stretcher had been stuffed into the container.

The earth-shattering, no, it should have been an earth-shattering action of the gods of the world, and it was put to an end by several bundles of electrical tape with a discounted price of less than twenty-five yuan.

In fact, what is earth-shattering is the competition for this piece of sweetness among various research departments in the future. SCP Commander Feng Kuang picked up the phone in his office and silenced it after receiving the report of the success of the plan, and walked out of the office alone.

If you can't catch these monsters, then naturally you don't have to talk about the order in which he/she is studied later. But now that the captured god of the world can't bear the shackles of a few rolls of cloth tape as he imagined, then you can imagine the grand occasion when various research institutions and departments went together to snatch this vital specimen sample, and even fought together.

From surgery to medical psychology to genetics and biology, and even physics researchers will be interested in this living "living god". For young people who are thirsty for research materials in a different world, the ordinary environment contains few research opportunities and long time requirements. And now this lump of life that can be continuously regenerated is a living, full collection of papers!

The name "SCP" is secondary, and its main purpose is to reconcile politics. The reason for the establishment of this body is to establish the ownership of the 'samples' of the present gods among the various departments. Feng Kuang, who is in his fifties, was transferred to this department to be the person in charge, after all, there is also the factor of "relying on the old and selling the old": the researchers in various departments are all young and vigorous young men, but they will not push and shove a half-old man, right? The old man said that he would obediently lead the number and line up, and it would look as convincing as his father, right?

"I am paralyzed, what is the SCP Feng Kuang's phone can't get through."

"Are you stupid? Hurry up and call Zhao Lei. It's also the same line, so I'm not afraid of him being born. We can't give priority, let's cut a line. ”

"Do you think the whole territory of Elta is covered by LTE? Forget it, send him a message, and hit the ground. ”

The news of the success of the gods of the present world is not only open to limited people. The whole of Cierta received almost all of the good news broadcasts a little later. After all, this is excellent publicity material, and it is an excellent reassurance to the people who are worried about the threat of the gods of the world. And for the departments waiting for the research samples of the present world god to be sent to the door, it is undoubtedly a few tons of pure sodium thrown on the calm lake.

"Quick, drive to the portal base to find Feng Kuang! Forget it, I'll go too, I won't sleep if I can't find him tonight! ”

For a time, except for the reporters who had already agreed on a schedule to interview the results of capturing the gods of the world and the people concerned, who were able to calmly code in front of the computer to draw up the contents of the next day's printing, almost all the Chinese staff members fell into confusion.

In the lifted container, Yukrochatia opened her eyes.

The light in the converted container is extraordinarily warm, making people want to forget the pain just now...... Yukrosatia stretched, huh? What about laziness?

Hand...... Unable to move. Foot...... Unable to move. Most of her body was left with only her eyelids and nostrils covered by duct tape, and even her neck was fixed on a stretcher to prevent her from using iron head gong.

The sober goddess Yukrosatia was horrified to find that even his mouth was glued to an unknown piece of cloth, and he could only pronounce syllables through his nostrils: "Hmm...... Call...... Hmph"

"Is this Niko awake?" The SCP soldiers guarding the wall inside the container immediately removed the walkie-talkie. "Hey, do you want to give her another shot? Not necessarily, right? Hmmm, okay. ”

As the soldier spoke, Uccatia struggled to break free from the cloth tape that bound her hands and feet. However, no train with any strength could get past the wooden block blocking the edge of the wheel in a stationary position, and the poor god Yukrosatia could not break free from this bondage even if he had a thousand pounds.

"Well, got it. So that's it. Bye. The soldiers outside the wall put down their phones, turned on the recording equipment, and opened the glass door that opened inward.

The special isolation chamber in the container not only serves as a safe isolation, but the air inside is specially treated: the oxygen content is much lower than usual, and of course it is not completely absent - God knows if Ukroschatia will "go berserk" after being truly fatally injured.

To Yukrosatia's surprise, the guards who walked in tore off the cloth tape covering her lips with one hand, and then stepped out of the glass door, locking it and closing the air valve.

"Ahh -- Let the concubine out! Ukrosatia shouted in a tone of utter defeat, "You despicable yellow-skinned devils! ”

"You deserve retribution! The true God will cross billions of stars to destroy you! ”

The soldier outside the glass door continued to rummage through the black box in his hand as if he hadn't heard. This was very frustrating for Ukrosatia. What is the status of the gods in this world? The Authority of the Bilunar Church? The thrill of playing with sentient beings? It was as if there was nothing in front of this glass and the tape that strapped all over the body.

In fact, the soldier didn't hear anything - the glass was soundproof. The rest of the conversation had nothing to do with him, he was only responsible for activating the button to open the flap under Ukroschatia's stretcher after something had happened.

"Retribution? Miss Present God...... Or should we call you Madam, and tell us what kind of retribution will happen to us from these vulgar and shallow visitors from the other world? ”

The male voice that came from nowhere was calm and soft, not at all affected by Yukrosatia's anger.

"Dare to touch the greatest servant of the true God here......" Eukoxiatia's lungs were already oppressed, and there was no way to make too loud noises, "you will all be punished by the true God!" Otherworldly monkeys, your demise is not far off! ”

"Well, we don't have to change the subject. Miss Present God, tell me about the true God you mentioned. Actually, if they're three-legged cats like you, we don't mind catching them and putting them on display with you on our turf. ”