Rebuild SCP to Save the World

"Damn it, would the black hand on the opposite side be crazy! Suddenly become so fierce!"

"Grass (plant), it's not so fierce after eating spinach!"

"Quick, retreat."

"I won't stay here to die!"

"No retreat! Our reinforcements will be here soon!"

"If I can't hit this stronghold, I won't have any fruit to go back..." The man hadn't finished speaking, and he didn't know where he was shot in the chest by a bullet, and the last word was stuck in his throat. There is no way to come out.

Then, he fell powerlessly. Although he was surrounded by his own people, no one wanted to save the person who had just commanded the battle.

I wanted to run, but now my boss is dead. Why don't you wait?

The situation that had just stabilized for a while, became chaotic again.

The chaotic shooting scene was mixed with gunfire and human voices, but it was obvious that the opponents of the Black Hand Society could no longer hold it.

At the beginning they fled in disorder. This kind of escape would only increase their casualties, but there is a good saying, as long as I run fast, it’s not me who is dead, isn’t it?

Those people can also buy time for themselves to escape.

Soon, there was a mess all over the ground, and the battle in this place was victorious.

"Hey! Go back and find mom!"

"Haha! These **** finally see how good we are!"

.....

After winning the battle, the Black Hand Society immediately began to celebrate, shooting casually in the sky, venting their emotions.

From afar, the policemen who had arrived long ago leaned on the police car and ate the food in their hands, waiting for the end of the gunfight as if they could not see them.

"It's over." A police officer who looked at the old fritters wore his hat diagonally and dug a spoonful of rice in the box.

"But we have to clean up the mess, what are we doing." The young police officer said with a bitter expression.

"Who let you be assigned to the slum area? By the way, the first time I saw you, what did you commit is to come in." Old You Tiao asked gossiping.

"No, I have just joined the job and I was assigned here." The young police officer also looked puzzled, and seemed very naive.

"Eh, the poor boy sees you without background. Be careful here. Whatever you can do, don’t lose your life. If I can help you, don’t blame the old. Brother and I are all to survive."

"Eh, yes, brother."

"Okay, go to the Dao, let me teach you how to get around in this slum area!"

The police in the distance pulled the house, and the Mafia members here were also used to it, and ignored the police there.

"Thank you for your help, brother." The head of this local gangster held out his hand to the person with the Atison logo on his shoulder, intending to give a gang-specific handshake.

But the person on the other side just stretched out his hand normally, and had to shake a hand normally.

"It's just a transaction. We have to rush to the next location. Can you confirm the safety here."

"Yes, after this wave of retreat, we can even launch a counterattack."

"Well, we need to replenish ammunition."

"It's right behind, you can do whatever you want."

"Good luck to you." After a few words, the Foundation agents planned to leave.

"That's really grateful. By the way, there is one thing. Although most of the police officers don't care, but some of the police, who belong to the Bolano family, should pay attention to it, brother." He reminded him, and got another piece of information.

"Remember, let's go." The Foundation agent nodded and turned to rush to the place where the ammunition was placed.

"Yes!" A team of Foundation agents left the battlefield neatly.

Behind him, a little brother who has a good relationship with the leader dares to approach now.

The boss will think of the previous battle, and can't help sighing: "It's a mercenary, it's different from us."

"That's right, big brother, you didn't see them. They shot one at a time. They are really nb. But, are they mercenaries." The younger brother still doesn't know the identity of this group of people.

"I don't know where the news came. Anyway, everyone said that. It seems that it was called Artison." The boss is not sure where the news came from, anyway, everyone is so unified.

"Hey, if they join in, wouldn't it be easy for our mafia to unify the entire San Diego!" The younger brother began to fantasize.

"I'm afraid these people are not so easy to take care of, I guess Brother Lei is bleeding a lot."

"Ah, this..."

"Didn't you hear what they said, it's just a transaction." The boss analyzed it eloquently, and the younger brother who said it was taken aback and then nodded in agreement.

"Hey, you are still young. Don't be like me. You have been around for so many years before you have such a vision. If you usually have more knowledge and experience, I can also be your teacher."

The boss pretended to be B, enjoying the look in his younger brother's adoring eyes.

......

Things like this began to happen all over San Diego, and the mercenary organization named Artison also became famous and became known by more people.

But when something like this happens, there are naturally some people who are unhappy.

A secret place.

An emergency meeting between the Bolano family and the Ramos gang is underway.

The representatives on both sides have been sitting here for more than an hour, but they still haven't discussed anything useful.

"What the **** is going on with Artison that suddenly popped up? Haven't you Bolanno figure it out yet!" Ramos' representative asked.

"I said, it will take some time!" The representative on Bolano's side was not in a hurry.

"Well, let me give you some more time, the Black Hand Society will counterattack! Are you going to **** to investigate!" Representative Ramos is not at all calm, and now most of the people who die outside are theirs.

"You said such an insult to the Bolano family, I can't regard it as not having heard it!" The Bolano representative still looked calm.

"Come on, am I still afraid of you! Believe it or not, we will turn around and poke your chrysanthemums now! Let you see what a real drug lord is!" Representative Ramos was about to point to his nose and curse.

"Hmph, do you think you can be unscrupulous by relying on those people with your back!" This made Representative Bolanno no longer able to pretend to be calm, and looked at the opposite with sharp eyes.

"Sorry! We can be unscrupulous! You bite me!"

"You bastard!" Representative Bolanno took the lead in taking out the gun.

Suddenly, a dozen guns began to point at each other in the room.

"I think, let's be more rational, let's figure out what will happen to the black hand first." Ramos's No. 2 representative weakly interjected.

"Humph! Your Ramos helpers can hold on for a while longer."

"What you said is simple! Don't you still have people from the police! Are they all dead!"

"It's none of your business! You just need to do your own thing as agreed!"

"It seems that it's not that we don't want to talk about it, it's that your Bollano family looks down on us at all, so what else to talk about, goodbye!"