The SCP Foundation's plan to destroy the world has entered its final countdown, and the survivors are crazy. Those who know the truth know that it is a dead end to stay on this earth.

Some organizations are still fighting stubbornly and continue to fight to the end with the SCP Foundation.

Others took a starship and brought enough food to Mars to grow potatoes.

After fifty days of fierce confrontation, even though the SCP Foundation was a big business, the important props for the activation plane portal were eventually lost and fell into the hands of several mysterious people.

The last ten days of action was particularly intense, everyone was sprinting to seize the last chance to survive!

The few people who got the key props were William Elsa who escaped from Somalia, and Paul who sneaked into the SCP Foundation alone and felt sorry for Giegie.

Paul originally planned to save his brother, but Charlie had disappeared into the plane portal during the interactive experiment of the SCP Foundation.

After learning the truth, Paul was heartbroken and made a big fuss in the SCP Foundation, he relied on snatching the master key and was forced out of the site by the mysterious magician.

The emergence of viruses is not just about destroying the earth's ecology. The fear of all life destruction will awaken new monsters. At most, half a year. If the earth is not completely turned into a "death star" and the earth is restored to a white piece of paper, the hope of rebuilding the earth will be gone.

Only the people and a very small number of individuals in the O5 Parliament know these secrets. In their eyes, the madness now only demonstrates the selfish nature of life.

The storage contents at Site 17 have almost disappeared. The cake that can replicate itself is an excellent permanent source of food. It has long been transferred to another plane and various magical anomalies!

After the containment left, the only remaining site No. 17 was an army of troops to prevent the portal that had finally settled was destroyed.

During the escape, Paul accidentally met William and then walked with them. They were currently planning how to return to Site 17 that was being continually besieged and leave the earth through the master key.

William looked through the windows of the building toward the distant hills, and under that hill was Site 17.

The direction of the No. 17 site was like rain, the sound of cannons was like thunder, and various sounds were intertwined, like a battlefield of a modern large-scale war.

In fact, the battle situation in front of Site 17 is far more intense than what they heard. They know that the survival instinct of the people who have few lives are infinite, and people try to attack the defense line of the SCP Foundation at every moment.

They fought fiercely there, and the countless monsters surrounded from all directions would not give them much time.

Fifty days of operation are enough for two rounds of zombies to evolve. John controls the corpse group to overcome the ups and downs between the mainland and runs wildly to Site 17. Currently, there are only more than ten kilometers left to Site 17!

At the speed of those monsters, at most half an hour, they will run the remaining distance and truly arrive at site 17.

"What should we do now?" William withdrew his gaze and asked Elsa and Paul, who were also frowning.

Elsa and Paul looked worried. Even if they had the master key to activate the plane portal, the door was not around, and it was useless to have the key. If they appeared on the battlefield, they would definitely be besieged by both sides.

The point is that John's zombie army is about to arrive, and they really don't have time to continue wasting them.

"Play it according to the opportunity!" Elsa suggested this after hesitating in place for a long time.

William and Paul looked at each other and nodded. Because there was nothing to do now, the three of them could only act according to the opportunity, and time was not on their side.

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At the battle center of site No. 17, there is still a hint of civilization in the barbaric artillery fire.

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

"Stupid! Don't tell me that you have to surround me if you haven't seen those monsters. Let us go in quickly! When we go in, you will do whatever you like. There are only 80,000 people here, and it won't be so good if all of them are in!" The speaker angrily slapped the table and shouted at the person in charge of the site opposite the phone.

It’s not that they have no temperament, but that the SCP Foundation is almost unreasonable and has no room for negotiation, and is just unwilling to let anyone in!

Faced with the stubborn SCP Foundation, the negotiators were still discussing it kindly at the beginning, but after being patient for fifty days, no matter how good-tempered a person is, they would have used cannons to open the closed door of the SCP Foundation.

Within the site No. 17, the person in charge could indeed see the army of monsters surging under the shadow of the clouds through the satellite, but this did not mean that he really had to compromise.

The scp foundation never compromises!

"Sorry, we still cannot let you enter, and the key to open the plane portal has been lost. You cannot safely pass the portal even if you come in, so give up." The person in charge of site No. 17 refused the request to enter the site without any emotion.

Then he heard a whisper across the phone, "F**k!!!"

The phone was not hung up, but everyone was crazy. If someone didn't let them live, they would eventually ignore their lives at all and show their final madness.

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

This time they can only succeed. Even if they die on the way to charge, they are unwilling to become those terrible monsters!

Ten minutes later, with the sound of trumpets of nothing, thousands of smoke bombs were dropped between Survivor and Site 17 by grenade launchers.

The smoke rose and the battlefield was temporarily covered by smoke.

rumble!

The sounds of various vehicles when they start, replaced the previous sound of gunfire and cannons connected in the smoke.

The armed security guards at Site 17 began to pull the bolts and shoot at the place where the sound came. Screams mixed in the gunshots, but no one stepped back because of this. They had to choose one.

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 No. 17 also felt a little pressure.

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

But soon, the supervisor of site No. 17 discovered something wrong.

The machine gunner suffered from a reduction in staff during the rotation. After careful observation on the surveillance, he found some special content!

There are machine gunners everywhere in the defense line formed in front of the site. These infantry killers constantly use the roar of machine guns to block the charge.

The continuous decline in the number of survivors is not a good thing, at least for William and the other two.
Chapter completed!