Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Director Pisley, I'm Security Captain Raven, the task force will arrive at your office in five minutes, please make a safe transfer immediately in accordance with the Foundation's regulations! Repeat one more side, immediately make a safe transfer! SCP-682 broke free. Its cage, my team members and I will try our best to stop it, but please send support as soon as possible, we can't hold on much..."

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With the uncomfortable sound of broken bones, the communication was hung up before the security captain could finish his words.

Wingate silently put down the phone.

"You're in trouble, 'SCP containment breach'? "

"You're not wrong at all, and it's the most troublesome kind."

The old man sighed.

"Since SCP-682 landed here, I've been adamantly opposed to its containment. This facility wasn't built to contain 'Keter'-class objects at all, but after SCP-682's successive escapes, those bastards just took care of it. Abandoning responsibility, how did the people in the parliament listen to their opinions..."

"SCP-682? That undead lizard that doesn't stop evolving?"

The SCP with the most executions and yet to die, 682 is almost as famous as SCP-173.

"Yes." Wingate looked at Rope's expression, feeling a little strange, "You seem to know the number and details of the SCP very well?"

No matter what kind of SCP, especially the "Keter"-level dangerous items, are classified as top secret information in the SCP Foundation, and it is almost impossible for people without permission to know.

"For some reason, I know the details of almost all the numbers in the Foundation."

Rope didn't intend to over-explain because it wasn't necessary.

He put the ancient book into the space of the White Gospel like magic, stood up and said to Wingate Pisri.

"Mr. Pisri, I'm glad that you and I can reach a consensus on a major event, and I'm very grateful for your help. I will use this information to relieve your pain as soon as possible. It's a return. SCP-682 escapes safely at the same time."

Trouble with the Foundation, Rope didn't want to take part.Rather than escaping SCP-682 as if it were a daily task, he needed to hurry back home and take a good look at the sporadic hints Pisri gave him to stop the world from collapsing.

Watching Rope turn and leave, Wingate first got up and silently packed up some precious information, then stopped and said.

"Wait a minute, Your Excellency Rope."

His eyes became serious and serious.

"You have to help me with this trouble!"

Rope's hand that was opening the door stopped.

"Give me a reason."

"The military armament on this small island cannot effectively incapacitate SCP-682. The only thing that can seriously damage it is the nuclear bomb buried in the island, and it may even be ineffective - 682 is only because of the nuclear strike. Being re-contained and sent to me, with its evolutionary abilities, it is unknown whether radiation and explosions will work again."

Wingate sat down again.

"But the ultimate guarantee is the ultimate guarantee, and it won't stop just because of a "maybe".At its worst, if I don't activate my nukes, someone else will help me with a long-range nuclear strike against the island.By then, the SCP Foundation Asia branch will cease to exist, and I will be reassigned to work in other regions until the new facility is re-established. "

"It doesn't sound bad."

"Your Excellency Rope, you and I are natural allies, and we both have the same purpose. As long as your main area of ​​activity remains unchanged in the island country of Japan, I will be able to take the position of the "Leader of the SCP Foundation Asia Branch". Great help to you. "

"..."

Indeed, Wingate Pisri and he both have the story of Cthulhu, and with the same intention to prevent the collapse of the world, it is not too much to say that the two are natural allies.

When it comes to fighting with real guns, Rope doesn't need the paltry modern power of the SCP Foundation.But when it comes to the control of the real society, the collection of intelligence information, and the proper handling of various trivial matters, the truth that more people are more powerful is easy to highlight.

To sum up, if SCP-682 really destroys this place and Wingate Pisley is transferred, then Rope will undoubtedly lose a good help, and even cause a lot of trouble.

"Pesri, are you sincerely allying with me?"

"You suspect I'm lying?"

Wingate shook his head and said helplessly.

"I have revealed the secrets that have been buried for decades, and now you are facing an old man who has no descendants and cannot die. I just want to end my curse as soon as possible, and then rest like a "hero" , buried with my long-dead wife. "

This is the only grief wish of Wingate Pisri, a person who stepped into the mysterious world by mistake.

Rope looked at Wingate for a while, and nodded.

"You convinced me. Containment of SCP-682 failed, and I'll take care of it for you."

"Great!" Wingate's expression instantly relaxed.

he laughed.

"Do you need any weapons? Rifles? Bazooka for individual soldiers? Or some strange casting material? Blessings to the Toises, I still know a few things about mystics, and I can prepare them as best I can for you now... "

"Nothing is needed."

Rope continued his movements and pushed open the door to Wingate's office.

Outside the door, there were several heavily armed soldiers. They wondered why there was a new face that they had never seen before in the Office of the Director of the Site.

"You." Rope pointed to the soldiers.

"Take me to where SCP-682 is."

"Listen to him, soldiers." Wingate added in a timely manner: "In this facility now, this gentleman has the same rank and authority as me."

"...But, Director Pisley."

One of the soldiers who seemed to be the leader said in embarrassment.