SCP Steve, containment breach

(Ask for flowers, ask for flowers, ask for flowers, say important things three times, are there any kind people to give flowers)

Back in the tavern, Lauder put the flashlight on the bar, turned around and put her two boots aside, changed into a pair of soft-soled shoes, and climbed down the ladder to the roof.

She didn't want to break the beam of this ladder again, because it was her last. If she stepped on it again, she would have to step on the bookcase if she wanted to climb it again.

That's tiring.

"The weather was so nice today. "

Taking a deep breath of air, Lauder was very happy, because it had rained for several days, and the strong smell of the zombies wandering nearby had also been masked, and now the breath was fresh air.

Sitting on the roof of the building, Lauder hugged her knees and looked into the distance, where the people used to be living comfortably, there were morning sellers, office workers in a hurry, guards guarding the safety of citizens, churches, 26 shops, weapons shops, everything.

Unfortunately, after an accident, everything here is gone, and now all that comes into view of the past are groups of roaring corpses, charred earth, dilapidated buildings, and the occasional dilapidated machinery.

She didn't stop looking.

This is her command post.

One, apart from her, and the dead dogs in the cellar, there is only a town full of corpses in the world

One, even being able to communicate with the outside world, can't even evacuate, can't evacuate.

One, hopeless, does not see the future command post.

I'm afraid I can only live up to their expectations.

I can only wait quietly here for a nervous breakdown or a place where I will die after running out of food.

INTERVIEWER It would be more accurate to estimate that the food has disappeared, but at present, even if I eat a little less, I am afraid that there will only be 3 or 4 days of food left.

Lauder thought it was good.

Because, at least I am very lucky compared to others, everyone has given up the opportunity to live, and we still have to work hard to live.

There are also flashlights that you can play with.

There is also a dog to play with him.

There is also a commander Dayu.

That's enough.

Compared to those citizens who were infected as zombies in the last radiation leak and are still roaming around, they are already lucky, and remember that the previous commander locked himself in an isolation room, and then went to face the infected who had already attacked the command post.

At the very least, she still has her own consciousness and can choose the way she wants to die, how good it is

You don't have to be like the walking dead, running out of energy and falling to the ground, or being dragged away by wandering rats and eaten until only bones remain.

Clasping her knees, the Griffin's mark shone brightly in the sky on the Commander's Banner behind Miss Lauder.

She cherished it very much.

It was the only thing left to her by the previous commander, her uncle Breg Jessica.

Her uncle was a strategically minded and experienced veteran commander, and under his leadership, the city flourished.

It's a pity -

The remaining one, an old M1911 pistol that has run out of bullets.

In fact, there was still a bullet, but because during a play, Electric was infected, so Miss Lauder gave it to her dog for free in order not to let it die so painfully.

However, the consequences are obvious, Miss Lauder, who has never shot much in the past, is crooked.

Therefore, he had to lock this once only companion in the cellar with iron chains.

Lauder's thought was very simple, I originally planned to kill myself with that bullet, but now that the bullet is gone, then this important task has to be handed over to you.

Looking at the distant landscape, Lauder tilted her head.

She wouldn't have cried a long time ago.

It's useless to cry anyway, and excessive dehydration will make you very tired. It's better to be a salted fish, it's good.

Miss Commander thought about it, and when she used up everything here, if she hadn't waited for rescue, she would simply die in the dog's belly.

Anyway, it is also a dog raised by himself, and the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders. 003

"Ah, boredom. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

After watching quietly for a moment, Miss Commander stood up

"Forget it, let's go on patrol. "

Patting her upright buttocks, Lauder climbed downstairs. He picked up his pistol, which had no bullets, from the table and pinned it to his waist, and put the flashlight in his pocket.

This is one of the few belongings she has, and she can't lose it.

"Let's go, let's go"

Reaching out to flick her silver-white hair to her chest, Lauder put on the Commander Officer's hat, pushed open the door, and walked out.

On the 125th day after the collapse fluid transport incident, the commander of the S410 area, began her 116th patrol

And what she didn't know was that in half an hour, she would be in her first tactical humanoid.

And the turning point of her fate began.

ps: I'm knocking, is this what I can do?

PS2: I'll go home for the New Year on the 2nd of next month, and it's been decided, and I'll run away from work on the 1st. Come back to work on the 18th, hehe, my leader takes care of the newcomers, and I don't need to be on duty in the New Year.