Chapitre 222: Capture
"What? what dog?" Hearing Zhang Jue ask about this, the village chief panicked for a moment, "My family has never had a dog!"
Zhang Jue pointed to the dog bowl on the ground, "Then what do you use thing for?"
"None of your business!" The village chief became irritated and waved his hand irritably, "Where are you from? Hurry up and leave! You are not welcome in our village!"
Zhang Jue was quick with his eyes and grabbed his hand, "What's going on here?"
The joint of the little finger on the old man's left hand had turned into a cog. The village chief instantly retracted his hand and hid it behind his back. Seeing his hand, Zhang Jue could finally determine the source of SCP-217, which should be here.
He sneered and pointed at the family portrait hanging on the wall in the house. "Old man, it's true that I don't care whether you live or die, and I don't want to care. But can you stand by and watch your family members go to their deaths one by one? I tell you, you have a disease, and this disease is dangerous. As long as someone was infected by, no one can survive. You have lived most of your life, but I see that your little grandson is only a few years old, can you bear it? Let me tell you, this virus will be inherited along the bloodline. When the time comes, no one will be able to run from it not even your family!"
Zhang Jue made SCP-217 sound terrifying. As if once infected, he would be immediately dead by it. However, with the old man's knowledge, there was no way to tell whether what he said was true or not and what Zhang Jue said hit him right in the heart.
Seeing the village chief's heart defenses loosened, Zhang Jue said, "Old man, hurry up and tell us what exactly those people came to you to do. I know you are hopeless, but you can't drag your family and the villagers here with you."
The village chief hesitated for a moment and finally nodded his head. "Those people came to the village a month ago. Saying that they were a foreign expedition to collect some specimens here."
From the old man's mouth, Zhang Jue probably knew the whole story of what had happened. About a month ago, four foreigners with blond hair came to the village. They were generous, brought a lot of food and clothes, and soon won the goodwill of the whole village.
On the reason of collecting specimens, they stayed in the village headman's house for a few days. During the day and night, the village chief did not know what they actually did. When asked, they only said that some insects would only come out at night.
Because the ecology of this area is relatively well protected, it is true that occasionally some scientific researchers came to collect specimens. The village chief did not suspect anything and the most important thing is that people give a lot of money.
They stayed for a few days. When they left, the village chief felt unwell, followed by the chickens raised by the family died one after another. After cutting it open, the heart of the chicken turned into a pile of metal made of clockwork.
Originally, he thought it was some kind of prank. But to his surprise, he himself began to slowly change too. He felt his mind getting duller and dumber, and when he craned his neck, he could hear a clicking sound as if the gears were turning.
He didn't know exactly what strange disease he had, but it was certain that he shouldn't live long. He had sent all his savings to his son who was out of town and his cute little grandson. He didn't even dare to let them come back.
He never knew that his illness was caused by those foreigners and that it would drag others down with it. The village chief spoke with tears in his voice. Zhang Jue looked at him, also a little helpless. The village chief probably just wanted to make some money, but he didn't expect to receive the wrong people.
Zhang Jue asked about the foreigners' area of activity, and the village chief told him to follow the mountain path all the way up to the right place. Zhang Jue followed the path all the way up and finally arrived at the top of the mountain.
The view was really nice, but there were just a lot of weeds. Zhang Jue looked carefully and saw a lot of cigarette butts, and probably locked in the area where they were moving. On that area, there were many signs of equipment stationed. Zhang Jue took out his binoculars and looked around.
"Hoho, so that's it huh."
After observation he found that at the angle where this equipment was stationed, the opposite side was just right to see the Site-14 building. The peak he was on was the tallest of the several surrounding ones and had the best view. He could probably guess what those crazy people from the Church of the Broken God were trying to do.
After observing for a while longer, he confirmed that there was nothing missing. Zhang Jue whistled and walked all the way down the mountain. It was close to dusk, and he had been on the mountain for more than two hours.
Li Sicheng waited anxiously at the foot of the mountain, and only after seeing that Zhang Jue was safe and sound did he breathe a long sigh of relief.
"Advisor Zhang, you-"
He was just about to ask Zhang Jue what he had found, but the latter waved his hand to stop him, "I advise you not to approach me. I've just been in close contact with an SCP-217 infected person and may be carrying them on me."
Li Sicheng froze, "How many infected people are on the mountain? what do I do now? Request station support?"
Zhang Jue thought for a moment and said, "I've only found one infected person so far, I'm not sure if the rest of the villagers in the village are infected yet. But they must all be quarantined first to avoid cross-infection. First, make a phone call and ask the people in the site to bring some ZEER-217-11 solution, it is better to send a helicopter directly and spray all this area."
"Okay... Advisor Zhang.... helicopters, right?" Li Sicheng hummed half a minute, "The site does not seem to have that kind of thing."
Zhang Jue spread his hands, "Just call Huang Xingwen and tell him if he can't do it, then we only have to wait until all the animals on this hill are mechanized, and then go knock on his door in the middle of the night!"
...
A few hours later, a military truck stopped at the foot of the mountain. A large number of special personnel in protective clothing surrounded the entire small mountain village. When they encountered living people, they first disinfected them in situ and then took them away in batches. While poultry and livestock were all executed and burned on the spot.
Because SCP-217 has a high survival rate, it can survive outside its host for several years. Like the town of Chlamydia, the village will probably be abandoned whether or not these people are infected. Zhang Jue doesn't know how the government and the Foundation will take care of these people and he doesn't care.
There was only one thing he was interested in right now. What those members of the Church of the Broken God were doing right now? Site-14 was located in the suburbs, far from the town, and by definition, four blond foreigners should be very visible. But after the Foundation's mapping of several nearby villages and towns, there was no sign of their movements. Unsure of where the enemy was, Huang Xingwen panicked. Zhang Jue, on the other hand was at calm.
After returning to the site from that small mountain village, he only asked Li Sicheng for a topographical map of the site's surroundings. He then ate and drank and even played a game in the midst of it.
Huang Xingwen could only knock on his door again, "Advisor Zhang? Can you actually take care of them or not? Like you would always say, you should not afraid of thieves, but afraid of what thieves think. I can't even rest knowing these people are around."
Zhang Jue laughed and patted Huang Xingwen's shoulder, "Old Huang, don't worry about it. As long as you give me the command of the site's security team, I guarantee that within three days these problems will all be fine for you."
...
At the same time, a few kilometers away from Site-14. Four foreigners with blonde hair and blue eyes were gathered together, discussing the next action.
"According to a reliable tip-off, this Foundation site's number is Site-14, and it had been invaded a year ago. Since then, they have strengthened their guards. The main thing is that we don't know where they have placed the holy relics, and without an inside man, a strong attack would be like sending them to their death."
The one who spoke was a young man with a thin build and a pair of rimless glasses, speaking methodically and looking like the wise one of the four.
Another big man waved his hand in annoyance, "Geez, Talos. You just don't beat around the bush, there are only four of us. We definitely won't go and fight hard against others. This is something you don't need to say it because we know that in our hearts. Just tell us what to do next."
"Aba aba." Another big, naive man also nodded in agreement, but it looked like he couldn't speak and was still drooling.
Talos looked over at the last person. "Miranda, what do you say?"
The eyes of the other two also looked at her, presumably this woman was the leader of the squad. Miranda nodded, "Talos, since entering China, everything is arranged by you. We have a difficult task this time. You can plan whatever you want and I will bear the responsibility if anything goes wrong."
"It's not a question of who will take the responsibility." Talos shook his head, "There is not much time left for us. If God cannot be resurrected, then the whole world will be destroyed."
Hearing him say that, the remaining three all nodded their heads. They placed their hands in front of their chests in a strange pose and chanted reverently, "God will be complete."
After chanting the slogan, several people opened their eyes. Talos continued his words.
"Since everyone trusts me, I won't be long. According to my observations over the past few days, that Foundation site is loosely guarded on the outside and tightly guarded on the inside. It looks like no one is there during the day. But at night, every ten minutes there will be patrols outside, not including the field agents scattered around. We can't really hope this all goes well with only the four of us. So, to retrieve the holy relic, we must take some extreme measures."
Talos' eyes narrowed as he looked behind him at the backpack that held the potion the Foundation had named SCP-217.
"Every ten days, a group of vehicles carrying supplies will come, and since the SCP Foundation also has many things that cannot be disclosed to the public. They only dare to do it at night, and this is the best time for us to move."
"Tomorrow as soon as it gets dark, we will sneak into the woods next to that site. Once the vehicles carrying supplies arrive at the outskirts of the site. Kabu, Kano, you two are responsible for luring those patrols away. They will definitely have a backup team. At the time you will lure them away along with the supplies' guards. Miranda, you will spray all these potions on their supplies. "
He looked around the crowd, "Remember, there is only one chance for us to do it. If we fail, we will be sinners of the church, and God will not forgive us."
Kabu hummed, "Talos, don't be so pessimistic. We may be few in number, but we are all elites."
Saying that, he rolled up his sleeve, as if he wanted to show his muscles. However, his arm was not made of flesh, but a giant mechanical arm. Most people who believed in the Church of the Broken God would have their bodies transformed into this shape.
Talos shook his head, "Although there are many believers in our church, there are few elites left. So be careful in everything."
Kabu smiled at his nagging and wanted to mock a few words, but Miranda said in a chilling voice, "Kabu, it's you! If you hadn't spilled the potion in that courtyard, we wouldn't have evacuated so quickly."
Kabu seemed very afraid of Miranda and said, "It's because of that stinky dog. If it hadn't come to bite me, how would I have spilled the potion-"
"Okay, okay, the most important thing for us now is to finish the mission." Taros shook his head, "From now on, everyone should take a rest. We shall wait for tomorrow night. If you do not want to become the sinners of the Church, you must be careful. Because once again, we can only succeed. There isn't more time left for us to fail. "
After he finished, Miranda nodded her head. The big man named Kabu also stopped raising his voice. Several people made that strange gesture again, "God will be complete."
...
The next day into the night. The Site-14 was surrounded by guard patrols like the usual. In addition to that, there were several searchlights sweeping constantly, watching for any creature that dared to approach. The defensive force here is comparable to a small military camp.
At 12:00 AM, the vehicles carrying supplies arrived as promised. Before the vehicles drove into the gate of Site-14, they heard a loud boom from the woods next to them, as if something had exploded. The outer ground patrol first approached the explosion.
Before they could walk in, the sound of gunfire came from the woods.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It appeared to be two heavy machine guns firing at cross-purposes. The patrol was lightly armed and simple, where could they have done with such fierce vigor, and the leader immediately called for help from the other teams.
Several other patrols came in with reinforcements a few minutes later. The two men in the woods saw that it was bad and walked deeper into the forest. Several patrol squads followed them in.
Just then. The vehicle carrying the supplies also came under attack. A man with a propeller on his back strafed downward from mid-air. It seemed they wanted to destroy the entire vehicle. The escort team immediately barrage them with bullets.
The man saw what was happening and fled in haste. The escort team was in hot pursuit. After a minute, the dirt under the material vehicle loosened. A small woman came out of it. She was agile, a harrier flip over the top of the material vehicle. At this moment, no one can stop her. She turned out her backpack, took out a few potions, and was about to smash the safety.
Suddenly, strong light shone from all directions. She could not open her eyes. Immediately after that, a man's voice came.
"Yo yo yo yo, let me see what's going on here. Who is coming to give us a gift? Oh, so it's a woman, you seem to be good looking one. Send her into my office, I want to enjoy-Oh, no, interrogate her a little."
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