SCPs in Marvel

Phil Coulson listened to her and nodded solemnly and as if he was going to die heroically, he picked up the clothes in the box.

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[Ten Rings camp, inside the cave where Stark is being held.]

Tony, who was at this moment working on a steel suit, looked worriedly at the figure walking back and forth outside the door and asked, "Yinsen, what's wrong? Why is there so much noise coming from the outside."

Yinsen replied excitedly: "It seems that someone has invaded the camp, maybe they are here to rescue you."

"They came to save me? Impossible! If they really came to save me, the movement outside would not be so small." Tony said arrogantly.

Tony is very confident about his status in America.

If both he and the President got kidnapped and the military can only save one, they will without hesitation choose him.

If people from the military really came to save him, the terrorists outside would not be able to last for so long.

"Then do we still need to work on the armour? There are so many people outside that it is easy for us to be exposed." Yinsen asked worriedly.

Tony put down the hammer in his hand and said, "Well, let's stop, for now, after all, it is easy to get noticed right now."

Just when the two decided to stop their movements, there was a sudden burst of screams from the outside.

"Ah! What the hell is this!"

"Monster! It's a monster!"

"Help!"

"Quick! Quickly run..."

Hearing the cluttered screams outside, Tony and Yinsen looked at each other, then tacitly picked up the hammer next to them and fastened the door of the cave.

It is uncertain whether it is an enemy or a friend outside. Their best option right now is to prevent anyone from entering the cave.

"It's too late! Let's start working on the steel armour quickly." Tony didn't care that he didn't care about putting any mask on his face at this moment, and he chose to activate the steel armour in a hurry.

Outside, it was dead silent at this moment.

The bald leader of the militant group chose to bring everyone together.

This move is equivalent to serving yourself on a platter to SCP-307. If Jason was here, he for sure would've laughed at their idiocy.

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[S.H.I.E.L.D] 

This time Sharon Carter is in charge of the rescue operation because she is also the head of the Middle East base and the niece of Peggy Carter, the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The true second generation of S.H.I.E.L.D!

When Sharon arrived at the camp with S.H.I.E.L.D's armed agent, she only saw some pairs of clothes.

There was not even a drop of blood on the scene.

Sharon squatted down on the ground and looked at the leftover clothes of the militants, she drowned as she thought 

'No bloodstains…

The clothes don't seem to be taken off naturally, but more like the person who was inside the clothes suddenly disappeared.

No! The clothes are a little damp…'

Sharon, who felt that something was wrong, picked up a piece of clothing and put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed.

As soon as she sniffed the clothes a pungent smell hit her olfactory system.

Sharon, who realized something, threw away the clothes in her hand and started to retch while supporting herself on the ground.

"Fu*k! This damn smell reminds me of those corpses in the stinky ditch."

Sharon couldn't help but curse her damn fortune for coming on this mission at this moment.

"Be alert around, there may be unknown dangers here!"

Sharon looked around vigilantly with a pistol in her hand.

At this moment, the contactor on Sharon Carter's wrist rang.

"Agent Carter! Report the situation on your side."

Fury's deep voice came from the wristband clasped around her wrist.

"The situation here is rather strange. Those terrorists have all disappeared mysteriously. I think they should be the victims. We haven't found Tony. Stark yet."

After listening to Sharon Carter's report, Fury's face sank involuntarily.

At this moment, the worst thought came into his mind directly and that was "the monster, code-named Containment-307, may have eaten the entire camp, including Tony Stark."

 After a pause he spoke "It doesn't matter if those terrorists died or not, our main focus should be on Tony, search the whole area. Find his dead body if he's not alive."

After Fury finished speaking, he cut off the communication and did not explain the matter of Containment-307 to Sharon Carter.

This is Fury! A guy that wouldn't even trust his own shadow.

Fury, lying in his chair, remembered Phil Coulson's advice.

'If you can't capture SCP-307, then you should nuke that whole area to kill it, otherwise, if it reaches a densely populated area, then it would be nothing less than a world-level catastrophe.'

"The Foundation, how dangerous is Containment-307? What is your internal evaluation? Do you guys really have the ability to contain so many monsters that can destroy the entire world?"

Fury's remaining eye gleamed as he thought of this.

If things really get to an irreversible level, he doesn't mind throwing out nuclear weapons directly, even if he has to sacrifice some people.

According to the information submitted by Coulson, the danger of this so-called containment-307 is too high.

Neither their S.H.I.E.L.D nor the entire human race can afford to fight a grown-up Containment-307!

Listening to the busy tone in the contactor, Sharon gave orders to the surrounding agents with a cold face "Search the entire camp, find Stark or his clothes, and then we will immediately retreat. This place is a bit weird, you guys have to be careful!"

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