Vol 3 Chapter 825: Ultimate rescue (seventeen)

"I know, you want to grab the scp1998 and shoot me at the moment you open the box." Two seconds later, the seal said, "If I were the one who was hijacked, I would move this idea." Half a second, "unfortunately... I am not."
The voice did not fall, he approached a few steps.
"In order to avoid stupid things, I will say hello to you first." He continued to say, "I can tell you clearly... I have already prepared for your attempt. If you have any changes, I will not hesitate to respond." Speaking of this, his tone suddenly brought a horrible smile, "...no matter how cold the blood of the 'reaction' seems to ordinary people."
"I... I understand..." Dr. Jonathan’s voice was shaking. "I...no...no...sponsively..."
"Very good." Feng did not know, "Open the box, Dr.."
Jonathan heard the words, swallowed, and then took the key out of his pocket and inserted the keyhole of the safe.
In the process... his hands are shaking and his body is shaking. The instinct of an animal when it is threatened by lethality makes him all in a tight state like a string, although his concentration is greatly improved, but the accuracy of his movements is reduced, nervous and fearful. Emotions make his actions slow and inefficient.
"Are you delaying the time? Boao, ww⊕w. Shi." Feng did not know, "It takes so long to open a box?"
"No... I... I am just..." Jonathan quickly looked at him and shook his head and denied, "... my hand doesn't listen."
"Oh..." I couldn’t help but scream, "You better stop your unicorn arm, or I will interrupt it with a shot."
"I... I know, I will open it right away." Jonathan said, hurriedly began to rotate the mechanical lock on the safe.
"Oh, yes... I might as well tell you. Even if you are really delaying the time... it is useless." At this time, I felt up again and looked at the surveillance in the corner of the room. "Assume that the person monitoring the other person is The first second we entered the room had noticed the situation here, and immediately issued the order for the roundup... We still have about three minutes and thirty seconds to be threatened."
He can report such a rather accurate number, obviously there is a basis; three minutes and thirty seconds... It is the shortest time required from the b3 laboratory to go to the scp1998 containment measures.
As soon as he opened the communicator and said the first sentence in public frequency, he had already counted this step at this moment.
The name and orientation of Dr. Jonathan is both a temptation and an inducement. Juege counts Steven's reasoning ability, the order, and the time required for execution. Previously, he walked in the emergency passage "hiddenly" because he was consciously controlling "time." He was waiting for the b3 security team to concentrate on the research room. When the guys were not nearly there, he would hijack the doctor and retreat. Thus. With the technical advantages of the emergency safety channel, he can exchange a certain "safe time".
If the following chess is used to describe the game, Steven will probably see the next two or three steps, and I will not be able to see at least five steps.
With the information from Cosmo, the memories of previous activities at b3, and the information obtained from Billy... I have built a very complex set of calculus models in my mind.
Every step that he plans and implements at the moment, and the changes that may be derived after each step, are repeatedly scrutinized by zero-day calculus. His ability... is very close to the "prophecy procedure" of zero (zero), but it is different.
Because the feeling of brother is "human", a kind of intelligent life that is quite lacking in "principle". The more the principle is lacking, the more "unpredictable" it is. The more "strainable" the more.
The key to everything is "choice."
For various reasons, human beings will make choices that are contrary to logic, common sense, correctness or probability. In the eyes of ai, these are "wrong" and "unreasonable." But sometimes. These choices will lead to "better" results.
If the "future" calculated by the zero number is a straight road, the future that is not calculated is a river with countless branches...he may not be able to see the exact end point, but he can Influence the outcome.
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Four minutes later, when a group of security guards led by Gore and Dan rushed into the containment room of scp1998. There is no one in the house.
Gore looked at the monitor probe that was shot by the rifle and sighed. He reported: "Sir. We still haven't caught up... Austin should have been admitted to the channel again."
"I know." Steven couldn't even get the fire, because he also knows that it doesn't make sense to rush to his own people. The current situation is not that they have any problems here. It is really too enemies...
"Everyone, go back to the original duty position." After a few seconds, Steven fixed his mind and picked up a frequency that the brother could not receive. He ordered the other security personnel. "Gore, Dan, you led The emergency squad went to the b6 project to prevent the madman from releasing things like 236 or 280."
"Yes, sir." After receiving the order, the security team members acted accordingly.
In the next ten minutes, the entire base was enveloped in a rather depressing atmosphere.
Sealing is like a stubborn disease lurking in this base. Even though the personnel of the Foundation know his existence, they can't help him in a short time. Can only wait for his next appearance from the channel to respond.
Of course, Steven can never let this situation continue. In fact... soon after he speculated that he was using the channel, he had already contacted the Foundation’s superiors.
Soon, there will be a team of three five-level security personnel rushing to the site, taking over the command of the facility and taking charge of the "Rudy Austin" mouse.
Of course...
Steven never imagined that after twenty minutes of stealing scp1998, an incredible thing happened.
At that moment, the blind door of the b7 monitoring layer was opened.
I couldn’t help but hold Billy in one hand, and the other hand held it high above my head and walked out of the passage.
Not far behind, he was holding an assault rifle and escorting Dr. Jonathan, who was on the move.
"Hey! Hey! Don't be impulsive, look at it clearly..." When I saw the passage, I was warmly welcomed by all the security personnel at that level. Several dozen guns were pointed out, "...I have surrendered Everybody,"
"When are we an idiot?" At the forefront of the crowd, Steven said coldly.
The voice has not fallen, the muzzle in his hand has turned to Dr. Jonathan behind the back of the sensation: "Dr. Jonathan! Please drop your weapon!"
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