SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 491 - 491 413 We Cannot Become Sinners._2

Chapter 491: Chapter 413 We Cannot Become Sinners._2 Chapter 491: Chapter 413 We Cannot Become Sinners._2 These twisted beings, if they continued to engage him in unrelenting combat for ten days or half a month, could indeed exhaust him to death.

But as long as he found the direction…

Colin spread his hands, chuckling and shaking his head, “These little things can’t really pose any threat to me, with my strength, I can ensure the safety of everyone present.”

“Don’t be careless, this is a large regional… com…” the squad leader named by a long string of numbers was trying to say something.

The next second, a massive column of fire fell from the sky, enveloping everyone within it.

And it was at this moment that she seemed to realize something, noticing that the brightness here seemed much higher than usual…

Slowly lifting her head, she saw an enormous “sun” overhead, with a diameter stretching hundreds of meters.

The flames that fell from it made them feel a warmth they had never experienced since birth.

“Just follow with confidence, my ‘Brother Shunzi’ has never had a death on a mission,” “Little Chicken No. 7” assured them, seeing their hesitation.

Then, Colin didn’t continue to linger and charged ahead leading the way.

The others exchanged glances and eventually followed Colin, trailing behind.

It wasn’t that they weren’t afraid of death…

But given a choice, they wouldn’t deliberately seek to sacrifice themselves.

The squad leader looked ahead at the man advancing unstoppably, as if entering an uninhabited territory, and couldn’t help feeling internally moved:

“Worthy of being a direct member of the company, indeed, just as strong as the historical records say,” he thought.

From a distant era, generation after generation had stood firm to this day; they were no longer the earliest of people.

Nor had they inherited too much of the legacy from that time…

When faced with numerous dangers, all they could offer in return were their lives and sacrifices.

About ten minutes later, Colin suddenly heard a vibration in his ear, followed by the sight of hundreds of armored vehicles of various models, each outfitted with multi-barreled cannons, emerging from the continuous ruins of the town.

Each shell fired could annihilate a group of Flood Devils.

Amidst the vibrating roar of the cannons, there were also drones buzzing like swarms of bees, firing searing rays and plasma, suppressing the wave-like enemy.

The grand war scene before him made Colin think of a term.

Steel tide.

“The weaponry is quite advanced; some even I can feel the threat from…”

Colin was surprised internally, he had thought the people here were weak.

But with these equipments being pulled out now, the strength was still up to standard.

‘Also, if they were too weak, they couldn’t have lasted so long, but compared to the regular ‘Zoo’ Corps, the strength is quite a lot lower,’ Colin silently compared.

At that moment, it seemed the enormous steel tide had noticed Colin; they began adjusting the bombardment location, and a large number of drones, about the size of dogs, flew towards him…

“Attention! Please follow the green lights to proceed.”

“Attention! Please follow the purple lights to retreat.”

“Attention! Please follow the yellow lights….”

The mechanical calls repeated over and over, coming from those drones ahead.

Colin, with a fist in his left hand, shattered an aberration, and his right hand revolver transformed into an eight-feet-long sword, holding his breath, he unleashed a flame-boosted power air slash, forcibly tearing a path through the non-human tide.

Afterward, he looked at those things in mid-air, frowning.

“It’s fine, because of certain things, our signal transmission might get distorted, but the issue is only here, just follow its movements…”

The squad leader, with a beautiful face but an exceedingly long name, explained while running.

The man in front of them was unexpectedly fast; they had thought about providing some side assistance.

As a result, merely keeping up with their speed had already required his full effort.

Upon hearing that, Colin didn’t say much and directly followed the group of drones that were verbally unreliable but physically very honest.

Shortly after, he led everyone through the dense barrage of bullets and arrived before a massive convoy of war vehicles. He stretched out his hand, causing the fireballs in the sky to shrink continuously until they became an orange-red glowing ball, only the size of a basketball, floating beside him.

Many eyes at the scene turned towards him, curious about his power, but they only took an extra glance and did not approach.

Within the entire massive procession of steel, other than the sounds of machinery operating, there were no superfluous noises.

Just as Colin stepped into the advancing torrent of steel, a tactical squad immediately came to meet him and moved them to a relatively safe place before taking the gray-haired squad leader away…

“Sorry, you’ll need to wait here for a while, and those things outside, leave them to us to handle,” said a soldier dressed in full covering armor.

Colin nodded, indicating it was not a problem, and casually tore off the “False Mighty One” from his body.

Though after gaining strength, the negative effects were much smaller than what had been described.

But…

He was about to interact with others, and no matter what, it wasn’t quite appropriate to keep it on.

The people at the scene did not make them wait for too long. Ten minutes later, someone came over and quickly took them away from the place. After zigzagging through the advancing multitude of war vehicles, they arrived in front of a dilapidated moving base vehicle.

At this moment, several people who had been waiting there for a long time stood up from their seats.

They sized up Colin and his companions up and down for a while, their emotions seeming to fluctuate greatly, but after a while, one of them sitting in the middle spoke:

“We don’t have any specific names, only identifiers, but you may call me ‘Night Owl.’ Maybe that will make our conversation more convenient. Also, thank you. Your arrival lets us know that our existence is not without meaning.”

He paused briefly, not waiting for Colin to say anything, the Expedition Army officer who called himself “Night Owl” directly went to the point:

“Is your objective to recover that special time artifact?”

“Yes,” Colin nodded.

“That thing… it’s currently located at ‘Core Layer B Zone 3441 Area 301 Street,’ and furthermore, it only appears at certain times, causing ‘Reversal’ every time it materializes…

While speaking, he took out a paper document and handed it to Colin.

Looking through the contents, Colin understood the meaning of “Reversal”, that is, at certain times, all time within the starship would experience some level of chaos…

Enemies of the past could take advantage of this moment to return.

Sometimes they would leave something behind, sometimes not.

The duty of those garrisoned here was to eliminate these remnants to prevent the true return of heretics.

“Do you have anything that can negate the effects of time? If you don’t have the necessary items, then it’s impossible for us to succeed in entering that place,” Night Owl asked.

“We do,” Colin nodded.

“Alright, then according to intelligence, the best time to move is two hours from now. At that time, we will do our best to assist you in entering and recovering that thing.”

The time matched the mission briefing, so there should be no mistake. It was just that, after only confirming their identities, they offered help without asking for compensation. Colin looked at them:

“Thank you. If all goes well, I think I should be able to take some people with me as a continuation and future for this civilization…”

‘I should apply to take some people away; it’s the least I can do,’ Colin added silently to himself.

However, what he did not expect was, upon hearing his words, Night Owl shook his head.

“The war here is not over; we will not leave, and we have been heavily marked. The departure of any one person could potentially lead to catastrophic consequences…”

“We cannot become sinners.”

“If one day the bell that signifies humanity’s victory truly rings, and they still need us, we will return, rebuild houses, rebuild homes, one by one…”

“But, we haven’t heard that prophesied bell toll yet, everything is still unfinished, the war continues, and no matter how many homes are rebuilt, they will be destroyed.”

“So… we will not leave.”

“In our eyes, colleague, you are the future.”