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Scp Foundation: the d- class with a system.

Michael “Mike” Jefferson is a d-class framed for murder against his wife finds himself working as a d-class in the Scp Foundation, his life is living hell until he gains a system thanks to an anomalous object, a system that grants him supernatural skills and change his physical status. Watch as our hero survives this terrible nightmare thanks to his new found powers.

Bravo_Boy8 · Fantaisie
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16 Chs

Ch15: War On The Battlefield.

The sound of gunfire filled the forest as everyone ran for cover while one of the soldiers tried to fight back.

"Eat this, shithea-" said the soldier before he met the same fate as the first guy.

Me and the rest of the remaining team took cover behind several trees as the commander tried radioing for backup.

"Damn it, the signals jammed." He said as he gritted his teeth while applying pressure to his arm, he had been shot and now a bullet had been lodged into one of his muscles.

"What are we gonna do, this wasn't part of the mission!! We are outnumbered!" A soldier said as he frantically began hyperventilating.

He was right, we arrived in groups of six and now had lost two men as well as an injured commander.

"We need a diversion, something big enough to distract them long enough to recover." I said as I began breathing heavily.

"Yeah no kidding newbie, how are we gonna do that?" Said the hyperventilating soldier.

"By this." I said as I pulled out a gas bomb. "I thought we might need it so I brought it with me."

"But it will only give us a few seconds." Said a second soldier.

"I know, we will use it to blind them and then use that opportunity to attack back." I replied.

"But then we would be firing blindly!!!!" Hyperventilated soldier protested

I grabbed the man by the collar and brought him closer to my face.

"Listen here closely partner, WE. ARE. SURROUNDED. There is no other option other then this, so if you have a better idea say it now." I spoke angrily in his face before letting him go.

There was a silence for a few seconds, the only sound which could be heard was that of gunfire and bullets hitting trees.

"Good, now when on the count of three we attack." I said as I simultaneously threw it, smoke began releasing from the can as I spoke silently:

"1...2...3, Go!!"