Chapter 5: SCP
"Psychic and hallucinatory magic explicitly targets the senses of humans or creatures, but there is no room for further research into the power and space of such magic. The primary reason for this is due to the lack of survey samples. β
"There are several variations of displacement magic that come in different forms and forms, and we can't make an objective study of them until we explore the basic categories of displacement magic."
"We will not be involved in any research into such magic until it is safe for humans."
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In the plateau residence of the Taiyuan Satellite Launch Center (Xinzhou City), it was already dark at night. Offy Mondrich closed this tirade bound in binders and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.
What exactly is magic? At this point, Offey Mondrich suddenly found himself collapsing from "knowing why" to the most basic "knowing how to use it".
That's right, the Otherworldly lacks samples, so they can't study some magic - so what? The Otherworlders have torn apart the pentagonal magic system and re-kneaded it into another shape, just as the Otherworlders have built skyscrapers in Mendong City: under the premise that the rock-solid framework has been completed, is it important to miss a few brick walls? If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it's the realm of the gods, and they can easily reach it, right?
Samples of magic research, as long as the people of the other world can gain a firm foothold on the continent of Elta, they will have it sooner or later. At that time, what will become of the magic that you are familiar with? Offy Mondrich tossed and turned in bed, and found himself afraid to think about it anymore.
"As long as I'm here, I still want these barbarians to stand firm after the upheaval?" With a slam of her left foot, Yukrosatia slammed the steel spear into the abdomen of the Elta soldier. "As long as I'm standing here, no matter what weapon you have, it's useless! Give up trying, barbarian! β
Behind Yukrochatia was a flaming troop transport, the BJ212 - the survival of half of the infantry squad that wanted to break through the villages around Hilqi first was now in jeopardy, and the rifle in the hand of the leading deputy squad leader Folsen was trembling.
Because he had witnessed something impossible: the wound caused by the rifle bullet into the back of the Ukrosatia had only been left with a few tens of seconds later, only foamy blood and bone dripping to the ground. The bullet that pierced the skull did bring out a mixture of red and white brains and blood, but the woman in front of her was still able to wield a spear and move forward step by step.
"Folsen, what's wrong! Talk back! β
"Monster...... Monster...... The reconnaissance squad directly under the first battalion and the second company of the third regiment encountered a monster! The deputy squad leader of the combat hero, who has been awarded second-class merit in the eastern suburbs of Garcia, is trying to regain his senses, "All of them, get on the bayonet!" Gather your formation and retreat slowly! β
This mobile team consisted of a BJ212 with a fighting motorcycle and a troop carrier, and this configuration would have no problem against the average and extraordinary Western Expeditionary Force - but the two people in the front seat of the jeep were killed on the spot when the Ucrochatia fireball attack exploded, and in addition to the two that Ucrosciatia had just killed, there were only four people left in the hands of the deputy squad leader, including himself. The Type 67 machine guns, which were used to strengthen the firepower of the squad, were also lost in the explosion.
"What's wrong? Yes? Is the concubine a monster? "Ukrosatia shook her hand on the spot and set aside the bullet that had just been shot in her hand bone." Keep your eyes open, barbarians, concubines are your gods! Surrender! Fear it! Then, die! β
"Don't listen to her nonsense!" Folsen gave an order in a voice louder than the god of the world, intending to stabilize the morale of his subordinates, and at the same time reported the current situation to the walkie-talkie: "The reconnaissance squad directly under the command encountered a target similar to the god of the world in the suburbs of Besno Town, southeast of Hilqi, and suffered heavy losses!" Our department is ready for battle, please give the order to the chief! β
"Report to the regimental headquarters immediately, and immediately report to the commander-in-chief with the highest ciphertext." There was silence in the battalion headquarters, and only the battalion commander took the microphone and followed the procedures clearly written in the plan. "If your ministry can retreat, retreat immediately, on behalf of the people of Elta, I thank your ministry for all your contributions, and the ninth is over!"
In Elta's army, telegraphs and walkie-talkies were usually prefixed with the regiment-battalion-company number at the end. However, when issuing urgent messages and special orders, the Chinese characters A, B, C, D, plus numbers are always used as the content of the order.
The most urgent of these orders is to destroy all military secrets, including but not limited to maps, ciphertexts, classified weapons, and warrants.
Folsom paused, raised his hand, and threw the walkie-talkie and headset to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the rapid fire of the pistol gave a grand funeral to this military walkie-talkie made in the earth.
"Jiajiu! Execute the order A nine! Completely ignoring the constant accumulation of shots and the constant recovery of the Ukro Charitya, Folsom shouted. Brothers, comrades-in-arms! I'm also the starvation that the chiefs pulled out of the pile of dead, and today we are going to die here, do you regret it? β
Immature mixed with mature replies immediately gathered from him: "No regrets! β
The M43 bullet still hit all parts of Ukroschatia's body in an unchanging arc, but unfortunately, no matter how horrific the damage caused, it will return to normal after a short period of time. The soldiers knew that this was just buying them time to destroy documents and maps.
The flying eyeballs would soon inexplicably return to her, and the leg that had been blown off by the grenade would only delay her for a minute or two at most. It's a pity that the team's vehicles have been destroyed, otherwise they would have had a chance to shake off Ukroschatia, who was cut into a stick in a pool of blood, in the first round......
Now it is impossible to say that it is impossible to escape. Everyone in the team was shooting at Ukrosatia's legs, shooting backwards as they went. With several times the strength and reflexes of ordinary people, it is almost impossible to melee with her. However, it is even more fantastic to rely on a few dozen bullets in your hand to retreat into the heavy fire line of friendly forces while fighting.
"Your magic is quite interesting, but for the concubine, it is a mosquito bite." Yukrosatia clenched her spear, her arm seemingly recovering from the damage caused by the shots, "What? There is also a limit to being disrespectful to concubines! β
With this roar that shook the wilderness, the spear flew out of Yukrosatia's hand. The young soldier next to Folsen only felt that it was dark in front of him, and even the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle in his hand, the hand bones, and the sternum were all shattered. With a look of astonishment, he fell with his spear into the warmth of the land of Elta.
As the spear was thrown, it suddenly stood upside down, pushing her hands off the ground and turning her body - like a juggler, which caught the remaining three off guard in addition to the sudden attrition.
"I'm X, shoot the hand! Shoot the hand! "Folsom is ready to die, but he is probably not ready to be defeated with his fists by such a juggling monster......
The comrade-in-arms beside him was knocked away from the skull by a punch, and the firepower of the only one left could not stop the attack of the present god. Folsen, who figured it out, waved his bayonet in one hand and touched the glorious thunder in his chest with the other......
"Long live the people of Elta!"
On the outskirts of the eastern city of Konjireddin, several helicopters hurriedly landed on a grassy airfield in the middle of dusk. Unlike the soldiers of all levels who came and went in and out of the headquarters of the 3rd Infantry Regiment of the Elta Army stationed here, the people who walked off the helicopter were wearing pitch-black training uniforms and white coats, not unified Erta Army training uniforms.
And behind their black-and-white clothing, there are three big characters on a white background/black on white that also constitute a sharp contrast:
βSCPβ
Lifted up, there is also a line of small letters under the container that is also painted with the three letters of SCP:
βSpecial-control-protectβγ
"I didn't expect that such a second-level thing as the god of the present world would also be solved by you second-level guys." The helicopter pilot looked at the SCP letters dangling in front of him, lazily taking off his flight helmet and complaining. "What, who of you is O5 and who is cannon fodder? Has SCP-682 been brought against the present gods? β
"Our SCP is completely different from the SCP Foundation, they are the 'SpecialContainmentProcedures Foundation', and we are nothing more than a small institution established to protect the people of Eltapro, to dispel their fears, and to study the gods of the present world...... And Grey Walker, you don't know much about the SCP Foundation, do you? O5 is not allowed to touch anomalies. The white coat that was still debugging the equipment on the plane immediately picked up the conversation. is worthy of being peers, and can quickly pick up on this online topic.
"The meaning is the same. Humanity can no longer live in fear. Nothing can protect us, we must protect ourselves. 'So, right?' The pilot rummaged through his phone and quickly came up with similarities between the two SCP mechanisms. However, this is a real threat after all, and good luck, god killers. β
SCPs that appear in other worlds are not actually an institution. Its personnel are temporary recruits from various departments - veterans including Tan Shijian, as well as experts in various fields, such as those with experience in the custody of large organisms, those with experience in freezing large objects, and those with clinical experience in psychology...... And so on.
According to the prediction of the Elta Army General Staff, the closer you get to the eastern coast of Elta, the higher the probability of the appearance of the living gods. After the Battle of Garcia, the SCP Operations Team was no longer stationed near the rear of Mendong City, but instead moved forward to the forward finger positions of the three regiments to wait for instructions.
Naturally, their goal needs no more explanation - to capture the living gods, render them harmless, and make them objects of study.