SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire-Chapter 142: The Anomaly on the Armored Vehicle_1
"It seems like it’s been quite half an hour..."
The voice of the medical personnel came from beside them, prompting Gao Haiwen to look out the window subconsciously and then frown—
Something definitely wasn’t right.
Normally, they should have arrived at the base by now, but the convoy was still on the way.
Gao Haiwen glanced at Dog Brother and the others, waved his hand to signal them to wait a moment, and then gestured for an armed soldier, "Did something significant happen just now?"
"No," the soldier shook his head.
Gao Haiwen pulled out a mobile phone that was obviously two or three times thicker than those of other people, swiped a few times, and opened the map to look.
He could see that the vehicle seemed to have deviated from its intended trajectory, moving on a piece of unexplored territory.
After a few seconds of silence, he asked for the walkie-talkie that had been maintaining communication with the lead armored vehicle, "Pangolin, Pangolin, can you hear me?"
The codename for the armored vehicle up front was "Pangolin."
"Can, can, Pangolin can receive..." A voice, accompanied by the rumbling sound of the vehicle’s movement, came through.
"Haven’t you noticed that you are driving on the wrong section of the road?" Gao Haiwen narrowed his eyes and asked.
"No, everything’s, normal, just took a slight detour, we will arrive soon..."
Arrive? They were deviating to who knows where...
Gao Haiwen pushed his cracked black-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose, already realizing that something might be wrong with their team.
Taking a light breath, under the watchful eyes of Dog Brother and the others, he continued, "Now, follow my command and stop, do not proceed."
As Sixth Level personnel, he was essentially the highest commander of this operational team.
"Yes, obeying the command, stopping now, stopping now..." The voice on the other end of the walkie-talkie suddenly became dry and mechanical, giving a kind of uncomfortable and eerie feeling.
However, despite the clear instruction to stop, the codenamed "Pangolin" armored vehicle in front did not stop.
"I told you to stop, did you hear me?" Gao Haiwen said, while making a scissor-like gesture with his hands; a few soldiers understood the sign and picked up some cannons with peeling paint that nevertheless looked secure, and headed towards the front.
This bus was connected to the armored vehicle by a steel cable, initially to prevent the bus, which had been running for years and was in a state of disrepair, from breaking down midway.
It was unexpected that now, it had become rather troublesome baggage.
With the formidable power of that armored vehicle, even if they hit the brakes on their side, it would be useless—not to mention the brakes of their bus had been intermittently working due to damage from numerous attacks.
The team members skilled in vehicle repair had died months ago and had not been replaced since; it was unclear whether they had been taken by the Red Moon or turned into puppets by the Script Book, receiving guests somewhere—so they had been making do.
"Okay, okay, I’m pressing the brake now, going to stop soon, please wait..." The voice coming from the walkie-talkie turned increasingly mechanical.
Meanwhile, there was still no sign of the armored vehicle in front stopping; its powerful engine pulled the entire bus toward an unknown destination.
Gao Haiwen no longer wasted time talking.
"Use the horn for the last call and if there’s no response after three times, open fire and blow up the part where the steel cable is connected."
"Yes."
Shortly after, the sound of the horn blasted, and after three consecutive requests to stop went unanswered, several soldiers raised their rocket launchers.
It was at this moment that Dog Brother and the others felt a strong sense of crisis rising within them.
Then they saw, abruptly, those soldiers wielding the cannons turn around and aim the muzzles at them inside the bus.
"Fuck!"
Dog Brother and the others’ pupils constricted and their scalps tingled—a rocket launcher facial? At this distance, if they were hit, their bodies wouldn’t stand a chance!
Not to mention they couldn’t withstand it, even D Level Personnel pumped full of injections couldn’t endure it!
But fortunately, Colin had warned them earlier, which allowed him to be prepared in advance; the moment that group turned around, he was already ready.
He couldn’t afford to choose his position, so he grabbed his dagger and plunged it into his thigh. Intense pain shot up from his leg, making him inhale sharply with pain, but it was at this moment that a layer of darkness enveloped him.
Compared to stabbing his palm, stabbing his thigh was more rapid and effective, second only to stabbing his lower abdomen.
Several shadows quickly stood up within it.
Furthermore, the darkness spread further, covering him, several colleagues, and Colin together—area blurred.
If the attack was only the physical damage from the rocket-propelled grenades, without any other type of attack, they would only suffer minor injuries to break free.
And it was at this moment, with a woosh, the people in front pressed the trigger of their rocket launchers; the green conical grenade heads spewing out thick smoke as they hurtled towards them.
At that time, not only were they taking action, Gao Haiwen also grew cautious before the rockets were fired.
"Any moving object can be forced to change its current state of motion by an external force, this is in accordance with reality!"
The moment the trigger was pulled and the rocket flew out, he swung his arm first, creating a whoosh, and flung a small gust of wind.
Strangely, the three grenades that had flown close to the crowd suddenly changed course, taking a sharp ninety-degree turn and flying out the window.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A flash of bright red light passed by, followed by a series of huge explosions, the intense vibrations even perceptible on the bus.
"Fuck, that’s something..."
Dog Brother and the others were stunned; in their view, it was just Gao Haiwen swinging his arm like he was performing Tai Chi, sending the grenades flying out.
The several soldiers who had suddenly turned traitor didn’t stop their attack after the three grenades—they quickly drew their guns, aiming to strafe the crowd on the bus.
"We can’t let them act!"
Gao Haiwen’s gaze grew solemn as he drew his own gun, ready to retaliate.
However, before he could act, a beam of light as thick as a human head flashed, striking the people in front directly, leaving them charred, their clothes burning.
He was surprised for a moment, then turned his head and saw the attacker, a man with an afro, his arm wrapped in electric sparks, pinching a "coin".
"Thanks."
Gao Haiwen nodded and then pushed his black-rimmed glasses, looking at the other soldiers on the bus. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
He wasn’t sure which of them were normal and which were not.
At least, before those three soldiers suddenly rebelled, these soldiers hadn’t taken advantage of the chaos to attack...
"Is this meant to waste my time dealing with traitors? Whose attack is this? Is it those people?"
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