SCP Life Diary of a D-class Personnel

Responsibilities of being an officer: Supervising the training of one's own subordinates.

Disadvantages of being an officer: You have to pretend to maintain your dignity all the time.

The advantage of being an officer: Sorry, the official university can indeed do whatever it wants.

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What day is this? I took out my diary and took a look, oh, it's the third day, time flies so fast.

I rarely stay in my room now, and spend most of my time watching the training of the most elite agents of SCP, so I always carry the diary with me. Keeping a diary while sweating, and at the same time I have vodka to drink, this day is really tm comfortable, but after all, they seem to think that I remember this diary to record their actions... This group of people have brains It's really powerful, forget it, let them go as they want, anyway, there are no SCPs breaching containment or wild SCPs being discovered, the Foundation can't use me now.

I put away my diary and began to look at the team members who were practicing their fighting skills. Now I can see my adjutant, Yegor knocked down his opponent with a strong man lock man, my mother, it is indeed mine Adjutant, you are so skillful! Yes, that's it, hit! Hit him!

Gaia: Eating melon seeds

"Captain!" At this time, for some reason, Yegor gave up on his opponent and yelled at me, "Don't eat melon seeds! You can come down to practice for a while!"

Whoops, Yegor is still so willful.

I pretended not to hear, then clapped my hands and shouted at Yegor, "Well done! Hit hard! Yegor, kill them all! I will give you half a catty of vodka later!"

"Half a catty of vodka!? Captain, your quantifier is broken! You have been talking about rewarding me with vodka for several days, but there is nothing!"

"Will you die if you don't complain?"

Hey, I'm so young, I can't even understand the stalks, but it's normal for Mao Zi to have never watched this kind of classic anti-Japanese drama. Maybe he can understand if I shout "Italian Cannon" a few times? But if you think about it carefully, forget it, I will not disturb their training for now.

But if I think about it more deeply, it’s really not good for me to sit and watch their training every day. It’s not good if it causes dissatisfaction, um, what should I do? ...Ah, I have an idea, although I am a bit reluctant, I still contribute it! Anyway, if it's gone, just ask the Foundation again!

"Everyone keep training!"

I yelled and then looked at my watch, hehe, it’s different after I have something to do, time flies so fast, it’s already noon, and everyone hasn’t eaten yet.

"Captain! What are you going to do?" No need to think about it, this question must have been asked by Yegor.

"Ah? It's okay, I'll be right back."

Thinking about it carefully, I also owe Yegor several bottles of vodka. As the captain, I can't lie, um, just give Yegor a little more!

I started walking to my room. On the way, I met Dr. Cao Li Lailai. This guy is busy every day. When we met, we raised our hands to say hello and he left. He was still holding the phone while walking. What is the person on the other side saying.

What is he going for? ...Forget it, never mind, it's none of my business anyway...

I quickly went back to my room, just in time, Paris just passed by my room, she seems to have nothing to do now, it is worth mentioning that although I have now become the captain of Sword-9, Paris He is still serving as my psychiatrist, but the time of coming is irregular.

"Little Pa! Come and help me move something!"

I waved my hand to greet her and came over. She looked at me in surprise, as if she didn't know what to help with, so I asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Hearing this, she shook her head, "No, I have been eating in the staff cafeteria. I was busy for a while, so I didn't make it to lunch."

It's a coincidence, she just didn't eat, so come with us!

"Come on! Help me get some food, my team has been training without eating, let's go together!"

I pushed open the door and pulled Paris in. I patted Shi Dalin on the head first, and then went to the cafeteria to take out all the food that the foundation gave me. These are leftovers that I haven't eaten. .....Nonsence! It doesn’t seem right to say that. After all, SCP treats me like a pig. It basically doesn’t care if I can finish the food it gives me. Anyway, it’s a struggle to serve me happily. I basically don’t touch the food. ever... huh? You ask me why I don't feed Shi Dalin? ......no! This kind of greasy food is not good for Shi Dalin's health, so absolutely not!

As expected of the United States, is food like burgers the mainstream? Personally, I prefer french fries.

Forget about these! There were too many of these foods, and I couldn’t carry them all by myself, so I divided them into batches, one bag was held by Paris, and I held four bags and a box of vodka by myself, but when I thought about it carefully, I actually I'm really surprised that I didn't have the cheek to let Paris take 4 bags. Am I starting to lose face? It's really scary...... Why should I hack myself? scratching head...

"Are you going to eat all of these?" Paris asked after taking the bag.

"I don't know what their appetite is. I can take as much as I can. Twenty-five people are not too many. I wonder if this is enough for them." I glanced at Paris and replied.

After so many days, my team members and I have almost known each other (except for a certain black widow), but this is the first time we have dinner together. Most of us are Russians, such as Yegor, although the hamburger I'm not sure they would like to eat it, but they would definitely like vodka, whoops, I just don't know if a box is enough for us to drink......

Not long after, I returned to the training ground. Everyone seemed to have trained almost and were resting. They worked so hard that I was afraid that they would die suddenly one day! It's a pity that I can't compete with them. After all, I stop sometimes, and it is impossible for all of them to be my opponent.

Speaking of which, I wonder if the Foundation will install other SCPs to join Sword-9 in the future. After all, I am the only one, and it is normal to add other relatively stable SCPs. After all, SCPs have much higher combat effectiveness than humans. But I guess even if the foundation wants to throw in other SCPs, it won't be too many. Don't look at the first B of the Avengers, but because they are too bad, the country can't control it! The Foundation would never make such a mistake, so I guess Sword-9 can only have 3 SCPs at most, and they are all the kind of guys who have no dream of being like Henry and no desire to escape... Cough, Not me, I didn't, I was determined to escape from the Foundation! right! It's just that there isn't a suitable time, so I want to create a time, first of all, set a small goal to eat up the foundation!

"Everyone come here!"

I waved my hand, they looked at each other and walked over, but 18 of them noticed something strange, it was obvious that they were from Russia like me... After the identification, the blood is 100% pure from Russia .

I put the food aside, then took out a bottle of vodka and shook it, "Stop practicing, come over for lunch!"

"Ulla!!!"

As I expected, the loud Ula, they probably haven't drank vodka for a long time, after all, as agents, they are either on duty or on the way to duty, how can they have time to drink? Or they can't drink at all, but now they are with me, vodka must be indispensable! You see, Yegor is having fun, using his nostrils as his mouth, why didn't he say that he shouldn't drink during training this time? snort! hypocritical!

"Eat more, and train well after eating!"

As I said that, I sat on the sofa on the side~www.NovelMTL.com~ Don’t ask me where the sofa came from, I moved it here, I’ve already eaten the meal, so it’s fine for them to eat, I’ll lie down and sleep for a while , Playing games all night last night is so sleepy now.

These 18 are indeed pure-blooded boys, and their food is so ugly that the black widow can't stand it anymore! The disdain on his face can be said to be in place. Sure enough, it is Maozi's nature to lose his mind when he sees vodka? Even Agent Maozi is the same. After all, we've done a lot of things like killing hostages to deter prisoners, what? You ask us what to save after killing the hostages? What is saved is harmony, the rule of law, and the entire society!

Immediately afterwards, Paris also came over, holding a hamburger in her hand, and she seemed to like it quite a bit.

"Well, you're fine anyway, why don't they call me after dinner?"

I closed my eyes and said to Paris beside me.

"No problem at all."

After getting the answer, I started to give up thinking and prepare to go to sleep. I just want to sleep now, nothing can stop me! Whoops, looking at it this way, being the captain of the mobile task force is not bad. There are many benefits and you can bully your subordinates. Hmph, the task force has only been established for three days, and it has been safe and sound before. It is impossible for an SCP to break through containment suddenly right? ...Hmph, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

Thinking of this, I smiled, but then my smile froze on my face with the sound of the radio.

"SCP-655 escaped from containment! Immediately enter a search state, the target may have escaped from the base, please report to the Sword-9 task force at C-12!"

I opened my eyes, and my mouth was frozen as if I couldn't move, so I kept this expression and said-"Fuck......"

History is always surprisingly similar...