The Infinite Journey Of The Prototype

Chapter 270 Site 17 War

The scp foundation’s plan to destroy the world has entered the final countdown. The survivors are crazy. Anyone who knows the truth knows that staying on this earth is a dead end.

Some organizations are still stubbornly resisting and continue to fight to the end with the scp foundation.

Others took an interstellar spacecraft and brought enough food to go to Mars to plant potatoes.

After fifty days of fierce confrontation, even though the scp Foundation masters were great, the important props that activated the plane’s portal were eventually lost and fell into the hands of several mysterious people.

The action in the last ten days was particularly fierce, and everyone was sprinting to seize the last chance to survive!

The few people who got the key props were William Aisha, who escaped from Somalia, and Paul, who had sneaked into the scp foundation and loved Gigiegie alone.

Paul intended to save his brother, but Charlie has disappeared in the plane portal during the scp Foundation interactive experiment.

Knowing this truth, Paul was distraught. After making a fuss with the scp foundation, he snatched the master key and was forced out of Site 17 by the mysterious magician.

The emergence of the virus is not just as simple as destroying the ecology of the earth. The fear of all life destruction will awaken new monsters. At most half a year, if the earth is not completely turned into a “dead star”, the earth will be restored to a blank stage. The hope of rebuilding the earth is gone.

These secrets are only known to the people of the O5 Council and a handful of individuals. In their eyes, the current madness is only a manifestation of the selfish nature of life.

The contents of Site 17 almost disappeared. The self-replicating cake is an excellent source of permanent food. It has already been transferred to another plane, and there are all kinds of magical anomalies!

After the containment left, only a large number of armed personnel remained at Site 17, which was used to prevent the portal that had finally stabilized from being destroyed.

On the way to escape, Paul and William accidentally met, and then they accompany them. They are currently planning how to return to Site 17, which has been under constant siege, and leave the earth through the master key to open the plane portal.

William looked at the distant hill through the window of the building, and under that hill was Site 17.

The sound of gunfire from the direction of Site 17 and the sound of artillery are like thunder. All kinds of sounds are intertwined, like a large-scale modern battlefield.

In fact, the battle before the 17th site is far more fierce than what they heard. The survival instinct of people who know that they have few remaining lives is infinite, and there are people trying to attack the scp fund at all times. Will be the line of defense.

They were fighting fiercely over there, and the countless monsters surrounded from all sides would not give them much time.

Fifty days of operation is enough for two rounds of zombie evolution. John controlled the group of corpses across the bumps between the continents, rushing all the way to Site 17, which is currently only a dozen kilometers away from Site 17!

At the speed of those monsters, at most half an hour, they would finish the remaining section of the road and actually arrive at Site 17.

“What should we do now?” William retracted his gaze and asked Asia and Paul, who were also frowning on the side.

Aisha and Paul looked sad. Even though they had the master key to activate the portal of the plane, the door was not around, and the key was useless. If they appeared on the battlefield, they would definitely be besieged by both sides.

The point is that John’s army of zombies is about to arrive, and they really don’t have time to waste any more.

“Let’s act by chance!” After hesitating on the spot for a long time, Aisha suggested.

William and Paul nodded after looking at each other. Because there was no way at the moment, the three of them could only act by chance, and time was not on their side.

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At the battle center of Site 17, there is still a trace of civilization in the barbaric artillery fire.

At present, the joint spokespersons of the various forces still use the only telephone line to negotiate and communicate with the person in charge of Site 17.

“Dumbbi! Don’t tell me that you don’t see those monsters and you have to surround yourself, let us go in! When we get in, what do you like, we have 80,000 people here, and it won’t be so good if all of them are in! “The speaking representative slapped the table angrily and shouted at the person in charge of the site on the opposite side of the phone.

It’s not that they have no tolerance, but that the scp foundation is almost unreasonable, there is no room for negotiation at all, and it just refuses to let people in!

In the face of the stubborn scp foundation, the negotiators were still good at talking and discussing at first, but after being patient for fifty days, no matter how good-tempered people are, it’s not good, if it’s not for worrying about damaging the plane teleportation The door, they had already blasted open the closed door of the scp foundation with a cannon.

Inside Site 17, the person in charge can indeed see the monster army surging under the shadow of the clouds through the satellite, but this does not mean that he really wants to compromise.

The scp foundation never compromises!

“Sorry, we still can’t let you in, and the key to open the portal of the plane has been lost. You can’t pass the portal safely after you come in. Give up.” The person in charge of Site 17 refused to enter with no emotion. Site request.

Then he heard a “F**k!!!” on the other side of the phone.

The phone was not hung up, but everyone was crazy. If someone didn’t let them live, they would end up not caring about their lives at all and show the final madness.

Under the pressing of the monster army, the last 80,000 people who formed the encirclement began to ventilate each other, and they were about to launch the final charge.

This time they can only succeed, even if they die on the way to the charge, they are not willing to become those terrible monsters!

Ten minutes later, with the sound of the horn that was nothing, thousands of smoke grenades fell between the survivors and Site 17 by grenade launchers.

Smoke rose, and the battlefield was temporarily obscured by smoke.

rumble!

The sound of various vehicles when they were started replaced the previous gunfire and became a piece of smoke.

The armed security guards at Site 17 began to pull the bolt to shoot where the sound came from. The screams were mixed with gunfire, but no one backed away because of this. They had reached the situation where they had to choose one of the two.

No one wants to die in the monster’s mouth, bullets are cleaner than biting!

Faced with this decisive charge, the person in charge of Site 17 also felt a little pressure.

However, the gate was broken, and they also had a total of four layers of defense on the surface and the three underground layers. Even if all these 80,000 people were dead, it would be impossible to reach the plane portal.

But soon, the supervisor of Site 17 discovered something wrong.

The machine gunner was attrition during the rotation, and after careful observation of the monitoring, he found something special!

There were machine gunners everywhere in the defense line formed in front of the site, and these infantry killers kept using the roar of machine guns to stop those who initiated the charge.

The declining number of survivors is not a good thing, at least for the three William.

So they shuttled through the fog and used their super vision to knock down the machine gunners at Site 17 one by one, creating opportunities for the survivors.