Containment Breach? Is It Time for a Nuclear Blast?

Ethan couldn't help but stifle a laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Who the hell do you think you are, calling yourselves "one of us"? To him, they were merely tools to farm Legend Points.

Suppressing his amusement, Ethan's expression hardened. "One of us? If that were truly the case, it might be better to get rid of disobedient subordinates sooner rather than later."

The coldness in Ethan's voice left the S.H.I.E.L.D. trio feeling uneasy and frustrated. If he was intent on following his own path, they could only watch helplessly as their comrades fell victim to a nuclear detonation.

Was this the same wealthy second-generation heir who, according to intelligence reports, had never engaged in any criminal activity?

"Wait!"

"Director, it's too late. SCP-307 has begun its feeding," Dr. A167 said bitterly, staring at the screen.

On the monitor, the seemingly harmless purple vines surged with life upon detecting a warm-blooded animal nearby, rapidly growing and spreading toward the armed special forces team in the video.

"What the hell is that thing?" one agent shouted in panic.

"Carnivorous plants?" another replied, horrified.

"No! Those vines are alive!"

"Throw the incendiary grenades! Now!"

"Report, Director…"

"Help me!"

The chaos didn't last long as the noise faded into silence. Everyone in the command center stared in shock at the screen, witnessing the horrific spectacle unfold.

While the containment team members had seen SCP-307's terror before and were mentally prepared for it, the S.H.I.E.L.D. trio was completely unprepared. They watched helplessly as SCP-307's leaves sliced through the bulletproof vests of their comrades, rendering them unconscious like lambs to the slaughter.

Once the armed agents were incapacitated, SCP-307 revealed its fangs, wrapping around the unconscious bodies and slowly digesting them. In less than ten minutes, the process was over.

The watchers could only stare in horror as their colleagues were reduced to pools of viscous liquid, digested before their eyes. The most gruesome part was that it was the internal organs, not the exterior, that disintegrated first, with yellow pus seeping out of their orifices—a scene that would haunt them forever.

"Did you see that? While you were stopping me, SCP-307 just absorbed enough nutrients to expand its root range! It's completely out of control now!" Ethan's gaze was piercing as he locked eyes with the S.H.I.E.L.D. trio.

Coulson, the leader, opened his mouth to respond but ultimately sighed in resignation. After handling numerous supernatural incidents, even he was shocked to witness such a terrifying plant.

"What the hell is SCP-307? It actually eats people?" Coulson asked, his brow furrowed.

At this point, all they could do was try to gather more information about SCP-307. Any thoughts of capturing Ethan had evaporated from Coulson's mind.

"SCP-307—carnivorous ivy!" Dr. A167 interjected with a smirk. "And you're mistaken; SCP-307 doesn't just eat humans—it consumes all warm-blooded animals."

Dr. A167 had long disliked the trio from S.H.I.E.L.D., and watching them squirm provided him with some satisfaction. It was their disrespect that had led to SCP-307 going rogue.

"What now, Director?" Dr. A167 asked, turning to Ethan.

"Launch the nuclear warhead to suppress SCP-307's growth," Ethan commanded coolly.

With a successful launch, a small mushroom cloud rose in the distance.

Watching the nuclear explosion unfold was a staggering experience for the S.H.I.E.L.D. trio. This was nuclear weaponry—humanity's ultimate weapon!

Dr. A167 proudly boasted, "Impressed? This is our Foundation. We contain anomalies, we protect the anomalies, and when all else fails… we nuke the anomalies!"

Coulson nodded absently, still in shock.

Natasha, always the observant one, caught onto a clue in Dr. A167's words and seized the opportunity to ask, "Has your Foundation dealt with other anomalies?"

"Of course!" Dr. A167 replied, prideful and oblivious to the potential consequences of divulging classified information. "SCP-307? You should know by its name that before 307, we handled plenty of anomalies!"

The number '307' struck the S.H.I.E.L.D. trio with fear. It meant the Foundation had dealt with 307 supernatural events in secret.

What was most terrifying was that they hadn't even known this organization existed, nor had they realized how many supernatural incidents occurred worldwide.

Coulson, suddenly aware of the opportunity he had stumbled upon, discreetly pressed the emergency stop button hidden on his belt.

As an experienced agent, Coulson understood that now was not the time to act recklessly. Instead, he would play the long game and reel in this powerful organization lurking in the shadows.

He intended to uncover the Foundation and all its secrets.