I’m In Charge of SCP

"Report, the target has appeared in area A2!"

"Report, the A2 area has been lost. The target is heading to the A3 area!"

"Area A3 has fallen! The target is breaking through the outer fortifications!"

"The target has broken through the outermost defenses and heading for the nearest city!"

Bad news came one after another. The Area-25's Director holding the walkie-talkie, was already trembling slightly. He knew that his worst fears had happened. That bullshit explosive collar could not kill Able at all. He finally broke through the containment. No one knew Able's terrifying strength better than him, and there was no doubt that he was the best killing machine. Containing him again will cost considerable money.

The strongest squad in the area was undoubtedly Omega-7, but according to the video from the scene, Able only wasted ten minutes killing all of them.

The remaining security personnel is not even a match for him. I'm afraid it's too late to call for help. Now that Able had broken through the containment and headed for the nearest city, by the time the supporting MTF team arrived here, there was no telling how many people died under his sword.

The Director placed his hand on that red button. As soon as he pressed the button, the small nuclear warheads in the area would be activated. In a few minutes, dozens of kilometers around the area would be razed to the ground, and all lives would be set on fire, including Able.

The man in charge clenched his fist that this was a must thing to do to keep Able's existence known by the public away, to keep more people away from dying, even if the entire area would be destroyed to the ground. He doesn't hesitate in the slightest.

Just as he was about to press the button, the phone next to him suddenly rang. The person in charge sighed as he picked up the phone, "Hello." On the other side of the phone was a very young voice.

"Hello, Colonel James. I know you're in trouble over there, given the time constraint. I won't say any more nonsense. What I want you to do next is very important. Please remember it." Colonel James frowned slightly.

The other man's English was oddly pronounced and even had a few grammatical errors, and he didn't give his name or work number, so he sounded like a lowly con man with low tactics. But Colonel James was prepared to believe him because that was the Foundation's style. The voice on the other side came again.

"First, turn off that damn emergency failsafe countermeasure. Is a nuclear bomb that fun to be exploded and the Foundation's lives are not lives?"

"Second, the nearest MTF team left before you sent the distress signal and is expected to reach Area-25 in an hour. You are not alone, man. Be optimistic."

"Third, concentrate all your forces and hold off Able for half an hour to make sure he doesn't rush off to slaughter civilians. I'll take over after that."

"Fourth, if you follow my request and still fail to stop Able in the end. All the responsibility naturally will still be yours, and if you die. I will remember to burn the paper for you."

James was a Mei native and didn't know what burning paper meant, but he could tell that the person's three statements were true and credible. That person was able to grasp Able's situation and knew that there was an emergency failsafe countermeasure within Area-25, so he should be the Foundation higher-up without a doubt.

But James has worked in the Foundation for so many years never expected that a Foundation higher-up was a young person. The accent is also so strange.

The situation was urgent. James did not have time to hesitate. He just said. "I will do as you say, but before that. Can I ask, who are you?"

"Me?" The person on the other side of the phone smiled, "My name is Zhang Jue. I'm a Special Advisor hired by the Foundation. Do you know Zhang Jue, Zhang of the Jue family?"

Zhang Jue finished and handed the phone to Dr. Bright, who confirmed his identity to Colonel James. As for himself, he stared at the laptop in his hand, keeping an eye on Able's movements.

Able had destroyed the explosive collar that the Foundation had put around his neck, but not the locator device that had been left on him. It was unclear if he was unsure where it was or simply didn't bother to find it. Able's character is cruel and murderous. If we let him get close to the city, the consequences are unthinkable.

But the thing is, this guy is not completely mindless. He's not a beast that acts on instinct, casually walking into a trap that has meat in it and falling for it. He's a human being and someone who is very good at combat. Otherwise, the Foundation would not have formed Pandora's Box with him as the core.

To set him up, you have to be very clever, or else one mistake and the identity of hunter and prey will flip.

"Here." Zhang Jue marked a location on the laptop and said to another staff member beside him, "Inform your captain that when they arrive, set up an ambush circle here, and I will find a way to lure Able there." The staff member was the deputy captain of the upcoming MTF squad "Eagle", named Derek.

Before Able's service in Pandora's Box, "Eagle" had participated in the mission many times, so Derek knew about Able's situation very well. In his opinion, Zhang Jue, although he was an advisor of the Foundation, seemed a little too young.

It wasn't that he didn't trust the decisions of the Foundation's upper management, but out of professionalism, he asked, "Advisor Zhang, how do you plan to lure Able within the ambush circle? You know, he's also very good at these things."

"You don't have to worry about that." Zhang Jue waved his hand and yawned, ready to go. "I have a good plan myself."

In the woods, Able leaped up and threw the long sword in his hand toward the canopy of a large tree in the distance. Two seconds later, a man in an SCP security officer's uniform fell from the canopy with Able's sword piercing through his chest along with his sniper rifle. Able leaped forward, and the sword made a buzzing sound. Finally, it levitated and flew straight back into his hand.

Able held the long black sword and swung it downward. An astral wind gushed out from the tip of the sword. A few meters in front of him, a few grenade-like things were instantly cut in half. Several wounded men hid behind a tree trunk a few dozen meters away from Able breathlessly.

"Captain, our brothers are about to be killed by him. Let's retreat!"

"No…. we received an order... to hold Able here... for half an hour... there are only a few minutes left... we can't just- cough-"

That captain was injured by Able's sword that hit the lobe of his lung. If not treated in time, I am afraid he will soon die. Several wounded people are hiding in one place, let alone completing the mission. Even surviving the situation is difficult.

"Scum, I've found you." Able's voice came from the tree's trunk right above their heads. His long black sword buzzed in his hand. As soon as his hand rose and swung the sword, several security members died.

A young voice can be heard from a distance.

"Able, my brother. Stop it."