Marvel:My Past Life is Exposed

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Inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

Maria's words calmed everyone down temporarily.

Yes.

Leon Lake's previous life was obviously not in the same world as them, not even in the same dimension!

096 might be scary, but it can't be able to cross dimensions, right?

Once they thought of this, everyone's panic faded a lot, and was replaced by an inexplicable curiosity and excitement.

Everyone wants to know,

How are Leon Lake and his team supposed to contain such a terrifying creature?

The scene on the screen changed.

When Leon Lake appeared again, he was already wearing a pure black individual combat uniform and appeared in front of everyone fully armed.

There was a faint roar of an engine, and everyone seemed to be in a helicopter.

At the moment, in Leon Lake's team, the instructor was explaining the tasks to the team members with a serious face:

"The containment of SCP-096 is divided into three steps."

"First step..." He stretched out a finger:

"Kill SCP-096-1 before it kills SCP-096-1. This will cause SCP-096 to stagnate briefly, for about 3-5 seconds!"

No one spoke, but everyone could feel the tense atmosphere.

"Then comes the second step!"

"During the time it is stuck in stagnation, use heavy firepower to destroy its upper body. As long as no one sees its face during this time, it will not move further."

"Final Step: Bagging - Another team will use a special containment device designed to contain SCP-096..."

This time, the instructor was interrupted by someone before he could finish his words.

The one who interrupted him was the same chatterbox white man.

At the moment he seemed a little nervous: "Teacher, instructor...what if someone saw its face during this period?"

The instructor looked at him, his tone as cold as ice: "Then constantly repeat the first step!"

"······"

The instructor's answer stunned everyone for a moment.

Repeat the first step constantly...

That is to constantly kill anyone who sees its face!

Behind this short sentence, there are countless sacrifices of life...

In the picture.

Accompanied by a huge amount of engine roar, the instructor yelled: "Five D-class personnel are placed one thousand meters due west. They will watch photos of SCP-096 in succession in 10 seconds and become SCP-096-1."

"This is our chance!"

"While avoiding its face, use heavy firepower to smash that b*****d!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone at the scene froze.

Most of them are joining the Mobile Task Force for the first time, and their mentality has not even completely changed from agent to Mobile Task Force...

Unfortunately, the instructor has already started the countdown.

"10···"

"9···"

As the instructor counted down, the atmosphere became more and more solemn.

Even the instructor's own fingers holding the gun turned slightly white.

However, just when the countdown reached 4, something strange happened!

"Wuwuwu~Ah!!!!"

All everyone heard was a shrill cry coming from the screen.

Like fingernails scraping across a blackboard,

sharp,

harsh,

distorted!

The live broadcast room, which was originally full of chatter and curiosity, suddenly became quiet.

Next,

Exploded directly!

"What the hell? What the hell is that sound?"

"Shit, my heart rate almost went up to 200! I got bumps all over my skin."

"It's so scary…"

Although they were frightened, everyone's curiosity outweighed their fear.

Everyone looked at the screen with great anticipation.

They all want to see,

What does this shy person look like?

"Shit, someone saw that guy's face!"

The instructor's face suddenly turned pale.

This is almost the worst-case scenario.

Once SCP-096-1 is in a busy city, or in a crowd...

An absolute disaster!

The footage shot from inside a UH-60 Black Hawk helicopter shows a pale, slender figure moving at high speed across the desert.

Seeing this, countless people in the live broadcast room subconsciously closed their eyes, worried that they would be in danger because of seeing SCP-096's face.

However, the situation in the picture was beyond everyone's expectations.

The head of SCP-096, who was running fast in the picture, was covered by a shadow that was completely impenetrable to vision.

Seeing this, the entire live broadcast room was shocked.

S.H.I.E.L.D.

Nick Fury finally put his worries to rest.

Although assistant Maria looked calm, the cold sweat on her forehead still revealed her nervousness:

"The previous life's exposure system has indeed repaired the image..."

However, before everyone's emotions had time to calm down, they were once again stirred up by the unexpected changes that appeared on the screen.

In the screen,

The instructor yelled into the intercom with a sullen face:

"This is the Nine-Tailed Fox. We've got our target in sight! Damn it, who the hell saw this guy's face!"

Without waiting for a reply from the radio, he gritted his teeth and shouted to Leon Lake and his men: "Free shooting from now on. Be careful not to see that guy's face!"

Just as he finished speaking, Leon Lake, holding a modified XM500 anti-material rifle, had already leaned his upper body out of the helicopter window.

Bang!

The two bullets were fired almost simultaneously:

The first shot missed.

The second shot successfully hit SCP-096's calf!

Everyone only saw SCP-096 stagger, but recovered in less than a second.

There wasn't even a noticeable change in speed.

There was no time for everyone to be surprised, Leon Lake's action was like a signal.

Then, the others finally plucked up the courage to start shooting at 096.

I have to say, the Mobile Task Force is truly the elite among the elites!

A team of only six people managed to achieve an exaggerated fire suppression effect.

Especially that talkative white guy, he deserves his reputation as a heavy firepower enthusiast!

He was seen holding an exaggerated heavy machine gun, madly pouring bullets at 096.

Dense bullets weave into a web of death in the sky!

However,

SCP-096's flesh and blood flew everywhere as he was hit by bullets, but his running did not slow down at all!

A look of fear gradually appeared on the chatterbox white man's face.

While changing the bullet, he shrilled:

"Shit, shot the GAU-19 at it for at least twenty seconds. Twenty f*****g seconds. Six hundred .50 rounds in that thing, and it might as well have been spitting at it!"

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