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Three days had passed since the last time given by the Cult of the Broken God, and Zhang Jue finally got news from the foundation.

After communication, the Cult of the Broken God agreed to resolve the issue through negotiation, just one day later.

The location was notified by the Cult of the Broken God six hours before the negotiations began.

They did this probably because they were afraid that the Foundation and the GOC would set traps in advance.

City of Gears.

Fusa knocked on the door of the office, and saw that Bumaro was still holding his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

This action seems to have never changed.

"Sir, General Cantor is already waiting outside."

Bumaro nodded: "I see, let him in."

Fusha hummed, but instead of leaving immediately to do things as usual, she looked at Bumaro with inexplicable eyes.

Bumaro is the supreme leader of the Cult of the Broken God, which is a very disrespectful behavior.

If it were a tyrant, Fusha would probably have been thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

But Bumaro is not that kind of person, he always feels very gentlemanly and cultivated.

"What's the matter, Fusha, what else is there?" he asked.

Fusha hesitated for a moment, then bravely asked: "Mr. Bumaro, I heard that you agreed to negotiate with the SCP Foundation."

It turned out to be this thing.

Bumaro nodded.

"Yes, tomorrow."

"Why take this risk? Didn't you say that it is impossible for the foundation to agree to our conditions?" Fusha whispered, "Besides, we have no way out."

Bumaro smiled.

Indeed, even a little girl like Fusha could see such a simple matter.

It is impossible for the foundation to agree to the conditions proposed by the church. They proposed negotiations only to delay time.

And the Church of the Broken God is even less likely to stop their plans at this time.

In this negotiation, both parties have a bottom line that cannot be crossed, so it is impossible to have any results.

"Yes, we have no way out, this plan must be successful, but the foundation doesn't know our determination." Bumaro said, "They think that we still want to be the same as before, just to survive, to have more believers— I just want to use this negotiation to tell the SCP Foundation not to underestimate our determination."

Fusa didn't really understand Mr. Bumaro's words.

But she still chose to believe in this lord.

Bumaro just has a magical ability to make everyone obey him.

After Fusha exited the room, a tall and strong man walked in from the outside.

His left eye was replaced by a sniper scope, while his right arm was replaced by a heavy machine gun.

"Mr. Bumaro, you are looking for me." He said in a deep voice.

"Yes, General Kantor." Bumaro adjusted his glasses, walked back to the center of the room, and sat on the sofa. "Tomorrow is the day we negotiate with the foundation. I need to ask you to do some things."

Fighting against the Foundation and GOC for many years, the Church of the Broken God has its own armed forces.

With the amalgamation of the three branches of the Broken God, the Cog Church, and the Maxwellist sect, these armed forces all obeyed Bumaro alone.

General Kanter is the person Bumaro trusts the most. He usually does not go out to fight, but is responsible for the guard of Gear City.

Bumaro recruited him this time, obviously because he had a very important task.

Bumaro produced a map.

"I will choose the location of the negotiation at the junction of the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean. There are very strange ocean currents here, which can guarantee that the support forces of the Foundation and the GOC will not arrive so quickly. Tonight, you will ambush the team around here sea ​​area."

"The content of our negotiation this time is that the Foundation will hand over SCP-271, SCP629, and the captured Mirada, etc., and we will provide a method to contain SCP217 (the mechanical virus). In order to show sincerity, we will ask them to Bring SCP-271 over first, and as soon as the negotiators are sure things are okay, you attack."

General Cantor was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Mr. Bumaro had no intention of negotiating with the Foundation at all, and he wanted to snatch things from the very beginning.

The negotiation site is set at sea, and there is nowhere to escape.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, the success rate of this plan is not small.

General Kantor nodded, but he was concerned about another issue.

"My lord, what about SCP629 (Mr. Brass)? After the failure of Mirada's operation, the Foundation has transferred it from site 14, and we have not yet grasped its location."

Bumaro thought for a moment, and said, "SCP629 doesn't need you to think about it, I have other ways, you just need to complete your task."

"yes!"

Since Bumaro said so, General Kanter has no objection.

As soon as tomorrow comes, he will wipe out all the Foundation and GOC personnel who came to negotiate.

...

Meanwhile, GOC forward command.

Fulvio sat on the sofa, holding the newly arrived information in his hand, and studied it carefully.

The staff officer next to him saw that he had finished reading, and said, "My lord, according to the information we have received, the negotiations between the Church of the Broken God are probably a bit tricky. There is a high probability that they want to directly snatch what is in the hands of the SCP Foundation. When the time comes, the two sides will collide and we will have to guard against it.”

"That's exactly what I want." Fulvio put together the information and put it on the table, with a sinister smile on his face.

"Notify the first team and the second team, don't rest tonight, and prepare for battle at any time. Tomorrow's negotiation, as long as the Church of the Broken God dares to make any changes, we will fight back immediately."

The staff officer nodded: "People from the foundation, do you want to inform them?"

"Foundation?" Fulvio sneered, "Didn't Consultant Zhang claim to be very powerful, so there's no need to tell him. If he accidentally dies in the conflict, he can only blame himself for being arrogant."

...

Time moves backwards.

In the early hours of the day of the negotiation, Mirada, who was ambushed at Site 14, was also sent to the front line.

The Foundation does not have the habit of mistreating captives, it just separates them into several confinement rooms.

Probably because he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, Mirada's face is a little pale.

She was taken to a restaurant where the man who had captured them was munching on noodles.

"Hello, girl, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

He was eating noodles, but he didn't know where to take out a cucumber. He was about to put it in his mouth, but stopped, and handed it to Mirada and asked Mirada: "You have just arrived, you haven't eaten yet, why don't you come?" Two bites?"

Not knowing what he was going to do, Mirada shook her head silently.

"Ha, then I'm not going to be polite."

The man was very happy, as if he was waiting for her words, he couldn't wait to put the cucumber in his mouth and started chewing.

The scent of cucumber filled the air, and Mirada swallowed involuntarily.

After he finished eating, he wiped his mouth before returning his gaze to Mirada.

"Can you tell me why the Church of the Broken God is so radical this time? The Broken God has been silent for an unknown number of years. Why are you so eager to revive it?"

The foundation had asked her many times about similar questions, but she had to keep this secret even if she died without the permission of the church.

But in fact, Zhang Jue asked casually, and it didn't matter whether she answered or not.

"I have good news for you." Zhang Jue said, "You will all be sent back tomorrow."

Mirada was a little surprised. She looked up at Zhang Jue, trying to distinguish the truth from the falsehood.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, anyway, you will know tomorrow."

Zhang Jue waved his hand, and the staff took Mirada down.

...

In fact, Zhang Jue met with all four captives in order to see their reactions after they learned that they were rescued.

Without exception, all were very surprised.

They seem to be ready to be given up.

Zhang Jue was lying on a chair thinking, when Old Smith suddenly appeared behind him.

"How is it?" Zhang Jue asked.

"As you might expect, there is a very visible military movement on the GOC side."

Zhang Jue hehe.

If the GOC didn't go crazy, their military mobilization certainly wouldn't be aimed at the Foundation, it must be something from the Church of the Broken God.

But Fulvio didn't talk about it with him at all, and probably didn't have any good intentions.

Zhang Jue played with the SCP-271 given to him by the Foundation.

"Old Shi, it seems that this negotiation, no one has thought of doing it well."

Old Smith nodded: "It's really dangerous, otherwise, Consultant Zhang, you'd better not go."

"Go, what if you don't go." Zhang Jue said, and then laughed, "I want to see what kind of moths these people can make."

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