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"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhang Jue hugged him.

Smith was full of travel and dust, obviously just arrived, and maybe he didn't have time to rest, so he was led here by the old Smith and brought to Zhang Jue.

Both of them are not hypocritical people, they hug each other slightly, just to express their concern for each other.

After not seeing him for two months, Zhang Jue sized him up again.

Smith seems to have lost some weight and his cheekbones have grown higher, but his eyes remain the same.

There was an additional scar on his left temple, which seemed to be the mark of a bullet.

It seems that this mission is very dangerous.

Zhang Jue didn't ask him about the mission, but only asked if he still had wounds on his body and whether he needed to go to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup.

Smith hammered his chest with his fist, indicating that his current state is very good.

Then he said to Old Smith: "You're right!"

Zhang Jue didn't understand this sentence.

Smith explained with a smile: "Before coming here, he told me that as long as I don't mention it, you will definitely not ask about the completion of the task, Consultant Zhang."

"Fuck, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me." Zhang Jue slapped his forehead fiercely, "So have you finished it?"

Zhang Jue has this personality, and Smith would not believe it if he said he would forget about it.

It can only be said that Zhang Jue is indeed more concerned about his situation than the task.

Will Smith laughed, snapped his fingers, and shouted to the outside: "Brothers, come in and show Consultant Zhang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of heavily armed soldiers filed in from the gate, there were three or forty people.

They are all physically strong and well-trained, and they can tell at a glance that their combat power is extraordinary.

The soldiers lined up in two lines and stopped in front of Zhang Jue, with a sense of power.

Will Smith stepped to the front of the team, then turned around.

He faced Zhang Jue and gave a military salute.

"Report! The Black Pearl team has assembled! Please give instructions!"

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Chapter 237 Ability Demonstration

The Black Pearl Squad is the MTF where Smith works, and the members are all his comrades in arms when he was a mercenary.

Because the old Smith traveled back from the future and changed the course of history, Will Smith did not join the Foundation according to the established process, and the Black Pearl Squad was not established.

The task Zhang Jue entrusted to him was to gather these people together.

Smith lived up to his trust. After more than two months, he traveled all over the tropical rain forests of South America, and finally brought back all the brothers.

Just now Zhang Jue was worried that there was no one under his command, so the two Smiths delivered this gift to him.

This is the first MTF team owned by Zhang Jue.

Although their equipment is not advanced enough.

But as long as there are people, everything is not a problem.

Zhang Jue can even get the SCP project in the headquarters, and dozens of sets of equipment for the MTF team are not a problem at all.

Zhang Jue glanced at the soldiers in front of him.

They fought in the tropical rainforest all year round, living a day without tomorrow, as if crawling out of hell, each with fierce and resolute eyes, with a murderous look.

Ordinary people will be scared out of their wits as long as they take a look at them.

Such a group of people can be used by him, and Zhang Jue will wake up with a smile in his dreams.

But he also knew in his heart that they didn't really belong to him now.

Zhang Jue looked at the faces full of scars and mud, and said: "Without my order, Smith must have not told you my identity. I think you should be curious about who I am and why Let your two bosses be convinced."

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, he paused for a moment, his eyes swept over everyone in the Black Pearl team.

Don't look at these soldiers with mud legs, but they have really experienced life and death.

Not to mention that Zhang Jue is just a young man who looks to be in his twenties, even if President Mei Guo came, they might not pay attention to him.

These people are like ferocious beasts.

If it weren't for Smith as the leader, Zhang Jue wouldn't even look at him.

Zhang Jue is very aware of this. He knows that it will not happen overnight if these people really obey his orders.

"My name is Zhang Jue, and I am a special advisor to the SCP Foundation. Smith has already told you what the SCP Foundation is, but I know that you are not interested in these things."

What Zhang Jue said was right. These mercenaries lived a life of licking blood with knives. What are they working so hard for?

Some people fight for money, some for women, but no one fights for world peace and human reproduction.

Those are too far away from them.

When you can't even see the sun tomorrow, there is no time to care about where the future of mankind will go-fuck|fuck it.

"As a person, I don't like those who are empty-headed, so let's just have something practical."

Zhang Jue said: "I can promise you that if you follow me, money will naturally be indispensable. The most important thing is that I can keep you alive, and your life will get better and better."

"Maybe some people will laugh. You probably think I'm talking big. You can live well without me. I can only say that if you think so, you are wrong."

"This world is not as simple as you imagined. There are countless demons and ghosts rampant. I don't ask you to sacrifice yourself for others like the savior, but at least, for yourselves."

"Maybe someone will question my ability and why I dare to say such a thing. Today I will satisfy your curiosity for the time being."

As he spoke, Zhang Jue took out a pistol from his pocket.

Under the watchful eyes of dozens of people from the Black Pearl team, he stretched his arms forward, aimed the gun at himself, and then pulled the trigger.

There was a "bang" gunshot without warning.

Those team members were stunned.

Although they had heard from Captain Smith that the young consultant Zhang had "extraordinary skills", they never expected that they would see such an exciting scene when they met.

The smoke dissipated, and Zhang Jue stood there unharmed.

"puff--"

He spat out the thing in his mouth on the ground with a crisp sound, and everyone saw it was a bullet.

At this moment, all the team members stared wide-eyed.

They deal with guns every day, and guns and bullets can be said to be their second lives.

Shooting at such a close range, humans can't react at all.

And this young man actually bit the bullet like a superhero in the movie, what kind of strength is this.

Zhang Jue was very satisfied with their performance, nodded and said: "Okay, that's the end of the demonstration. If you have any objections, you can challenge me. I'll be there anytime."

The strength that Zhang Jue just showed has completely exceeded the scope of human beings.

It was the first time for the team members to see him, so no one dared to challenge him.

Zhang Jue looked around, then nodded to Smith.

Smith nodded slightly in response, and then led his Black Pearl team to find a place to settle down.

……

After half an hour.

Zhang Jue, Smith, and Old Smith met again in the factory.

When we met this time, Smith said with a smile: "Consultant Zhang, you are the best. These brothers of mine are all thorns. You have shown them a hand. Now they should know that there are people outside the world and others."

Zhang Jue nodded, this was exactly the effect he wanted.

At this time, Old Smith, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Consultant Zhang, if I read correctly, the bullets in your pistol should be empty."

Smith looked at Zhang Jue in surprise.

Zhang Jue nodded with a smile.

Nonsense, even if he is indeed invulnerable now, who would do such a stupid thing as shooting himself.

He is a magician, it is not too easy to play tricks on such a small thing.

Smith, on the other hand, shook his head helplessly.

As expected, this consultant Zhang can always bring "surprises" to people.

Here I have to say that as an agent, the old Smith is indeed more experienced than the young Smith.

He didn't get along with Zhang Jue for a long time, but he was able to discover the tricks Zhang Jue did. In addition to his strong observation skills, he also had an insight into people's hearts.

He knew that Zhang Jue would never do such a thing anyway.

The three of them chatted and laughed, and their faces gradually became serious.

Smith looked solemn, and said, "Consultant Zhang, it seems that the situation has become more and more uneven recently."

Zhang Jue nodded. There are many things on the bright side, but I don't know how many undercurrents are surging in those invisible places.

"Smith, you just came back from South America. Logically speaking, you should be allowed to recuperate, but the current situation may require you to act immediately."

Will Smith made a salute: "Please instruct!"

Zhang Jue waved his hand, indicating that he doesn't need to be so formal.

"You and your team members go to Europe first, and then go to Goose Country to investigate what happened there. I always have a bad feeling."

Will Smith clasped his fists.

"As for old Mr. Smith—" Zhang Jue paused, "Please go to sea with me to see what the hell the followers of the Broken God are up to."

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Chapter 238 GOC Commander

The Church of the Broken God gave the foundation three days to hand over two SCP items, otherwise they would release SCP-217 (mechanical virus) all over the world.

And the two items they want are SCP-271 (Glyph Disc) and SCP-629 (Mr. Brass).

SCP-271 is a small disc, made of unknown natural metal, with a diameter of more than 4, engraved with a large number of symbols, which seems to represent an unknown alphabet system.

These symbols become contagious to the surrounding environment over time, gradually engraved on nearby objects.

SCP-271 was acquired by the Foundation over many years from a shrine in a church of the Cult of the Broken God. Its purpose is unknown, but it is speculated to be related to the teachings of the Cult of the Broken God, so it is carefully guarded by the Foundation Saved it.

As for SCP-629, it is a Safe-level object, which appears to be a humanoid robot, 1.7 meters high, weighing 500 kilograms, and has its own consciousness.

All parts of SCP-629's body are detachable and replaceable, and it is worth noting that any part of its body can be assembled with other parts of itself.

According to Foundation research, SCP-629 has a theoretical 734 billion reassembled forms.

SCP-629 was also found in a facility believed to be controlled by the Church of the Broken God, when it was placed in the atrium and the cultists attempted to combine it with other machinery.

Presumably those religious believe it is part of their "god".

In short, both SCP-271 and SCP-629 mean a lot to the Cult of the Broken God, something they must have.

But according to the foundation's consistent style, it is impossible to compromise with them.

Because there is only one compromise and countless times.

Once this precedent is set, cats and dogs will dare to negotiate conditions with the foundation in the future, and there will be endless troubles.