《I'm In Charge of SCP》Chapter 16 “Down in the Containment Area”
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A containment breach? Zhang Jue was a bit helpless, this kind of event only occurred on a rare occasion, and they were caught on such an unfortunate moment. The impact of a containment breach can be big or small. If it's just a monster like SCP-682, then it'll be easy, a few missiles can solve the problem, but if it's something else that's terrifying got out, that's bad news.
Knowing Yang Xue's expression, it seems that the situation was terrible. After the alarm went off, the entire site was in a state of emergency—the security team was stationed at their assigned position to prepare for the unexpected.
After only a few minutes, a heavily armed team of security personnel passed by Zhang Jue and the others. Zhang Jue and Yang Xue were both B-Class personnel, and according to the SCP Foundation constitution, they should have been moved to a safe zone immediately in the event of a containment breach.
But Yang Xue was in charge so that she refused to be the first to be escorted and took the initiative to help the security personnel evacuate the site staff. Zhang Jue could only assist her by quickly evacuating the researchers who were still working. It was a good thing that their current location was on floor B2, not the core of the site that contained most of the anomalies. Even so, if there was an anomaly that escaped, it shouldn't be a problem for now.
"Boom!"
A massive explosion came from beneath their feet, accompanied by violent vibrations. The security personnel below were already engaged in a fierce battle with the anomalies that had breached their containment.
To ensure safety, the building material used by the Foundation as a containment room was very thick steel plates and other special materials filled between each floor. Two of them can feel the explosion, and they can see that the battle below was fierce to an extent. They don't know what containment rooms are left to hold the anomalies.
"Okay, we should go now!" Zhang Jue sent the last group of researchers up the elevator, and Zhang Jue shouted to Yang Xue.
The security team had all gone to fight the anomalies, the Mobile Task Force should arrive within half an hour, and on the current B2 floor, they were the only two left. Yang Xue hesitated somewhat reluctantly.
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Such a large-scale containment breach like this was the first time it happened in Site-14, and she doesn't know how long the security team members on the site can hold them out. But she knew that there was nothing that she could have done to stop it when it came to this situation. The cause of the accident could not be investigated until the problem was resolved, and there was just no telling how many innocent people would have to be sacrificed this time.
Seeing Yang Xue nod, Zhang Jue reached out to press the elevator before he could reach the door. Hearing only a big explosion, the floor beneath their feet shook violently, and a few moments later, it crumbled inch by inch and fell downward. The two didn't even have time to let out a scream before they fell into the abyss along with the debris.
"Ugh..." Zhang Jue felt his body was in pain as if all his bones had shattered.
A conservative estimate was that he had just fallen a straight line of at least twenty meters. If he hadn't possessed Shirley's self-healing ability, he probably would have been a pile of minced meat by now. He was surrounded by darkness, with only a little light coming from the hole above his head.
Zhang Jue fumbled around with the pain and found Yang Xue, not knowing how badly she was hurt. "Wake up, wake up." He gently patted Yang Xue's face.
He used his body to protect Yang Xue during the fall, but falling from such a high place, even with his body as a cushion, the chance of injury or even death was still high. The good thing was that Yang Xue's body seemed unharmed, and after a short period, she woke up.
"Where am I?"
Zhang Jue coughed, "It seems that I should be the one to ask you this question."
Yang Xue stared at Zhang Jue for half a minute before gradually regaining consciousness in the faint light. She looked up at the cave entrance above her.
"We were just on the B2 floor, elevator room number 5, and fell down a floor. This should be the B3 floor, so we should be in the hazardous biochemicals containment area."
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"Hazardous biochemicals containment area?"
"Yeah." Yang Xue's head seemed to be injured. She rubbed her forehead, "SCP-682 is housed here."
What a coincidence. Zhang Jue shrugged, knowing that now was not the time to dwell on such things. The two fell from the safe zone to the containment area, a very dangerous place for both of them.
The surrounding area was pitch black, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur from the detonation of the explosion. The lighting equipment here had been destroyed, only a few emergency lights constantly flashing. Apparently, after a fierce battle, there were no anomalies or security personnel to be seen.
The sound of fighting in the distance was getting less and less, which could be good news, but of course, it could also be bad news. If the security team hadn't already re-contained all the anomalies, then it would also mean that this place was currently completely out of the control of the Foundation and had turned into a hell full of all sorts of dangerous anomalies. What awaits him and Yang Xue in the darkness is unknown.
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They held each other and slowly walked forward in the dark corridor. The air is filled with the smell of blood and smoke, the sound of gunfire in the distance has completely stopped, the surrounding silence felt unusual, Yang Xue could even hear her heartbeat.
The elevator near the drop point had been destroyed and could not be identified, so they had to find another one. Along the way, Zhang Jue strolled idly, seemingly not aware of the danger that might come at any moment seriously.
Yang Xue had dealt with these contained anomalies for years, but she involuntarily needed Zhang Jue's help in this situation. Unlike SCP-087, this time, their lives were truly at risk.
Yang Xue tugged on Zhang Jue's sleeve and whispered, "Slow down a bit." For safety reasons, they should be quiet and not cause any noise. Yang Xue may be a little afraid knowing her situation.
Zhang Jue could understand her and said along with her words, "Don't you think there is something strange here."
Yang Xue frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"
Zhang Jue pointed to the shattered lamps above, "There are 20 wall lamps in this corridor, and 5 emergency lights, almost all of which were shattered with a single shot, and the elevator was also destroyed by someone."
After Zhang Jue pointed that out, Yang Xue realized that the lamp was not accidentally broken during the battle, and it was obvious someone did it on purpose. But why? Was it to release some of the contained anomalies? She carefully thought about it. The biochemical area should be strong enough to handle the anomalies.
Seeing that she understood what she meant, Zhang Jue continued, "And so far, we haven't seen a single corpse."
"Hmm." Yang Xue nodded, a point she had also noticed.
The fighting on this floor was obviously quite intense, but all the way they had traveled, they had only seen blood but no security personnel, alive or dead.
Zhang Jue added, "The main thing is that the site's security personnel seemed to be defeated a bit too quickly."
"...." Yang Xue had to admit that Zhang Jue was right.
From the time the alarm was issued to the two of them fell, it took no more than 20 minutes. The security personnel inside the base were not as powerful as the MTF (Mobile Task Force), but they were all elites selected from the military of various countries.
They were also well-equipped and well-trained, and organized. Even if they couldn't re-contain the anomalies, they still had no problem delaying until the MTF arrived so that they wouldn't be wiped out so quickly.
Seeing that Zhang Jue seemed to have something to say, Yang Xue asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Zhang Jue said, "Judging from this series of circumstances, I am sure that this is not a normal containment breach. It is definitely organized and premeditated. Someone deliberately released the anomalies and helped them to fight against the Foundation."
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