White was reviewing the recording from 10S. The old decrepit, abandoned and forgotten underground base, so well hidden it evaded detection for thousands of years. Levels upon Levels of underground facilities. Automated Defenses that still were fulfilling their last given task.

And that symbol again.

S.C.P

What does it mean? Why is it so important to hide it so well and expunge it from all human records? And how on earth was it connected to the living and breathing humans?

All these questions kept her going as she waited for answers and for the final part of 10S's findings to be sent her way.

The Facility that was uncovered gave rise to even more questions than it provided answers. But it did provide some answers. For one 10S's talk with the entity referring to itself as SCP-343.

And, most importantly of all. A Heavily encrypted file on one of the many computers in the facility that didn't manage to be scrubbed fully by its previous occupants.

Encryption that proved a challenge for even YoRHa to crack with several O and S models working in tandem

A ping from her personal console alerted her to the file finishing decryption. Opening the file she began reading it

This is a general level 5 announcement from the 05 council.

To all C class personnel.

Experimentation with SCP-5***(corrupt)*** and SCP-***(corrupt)*** have resulted in failure. WCS outbreak cannot be stopped.

GOC and select members of ***(Corrupt)*** staff will continue work on Gestalt project.

All personnel including 5% of remaining D class personnel are to move to site ***(corrupt)*** for ***(corrupt)***

IK- LK- NK- and XK-class emergency protocol in full effect.

S***(corrupt)***.C***(corrupt)***.P***(corrupt)***

Finishing reading the message. White was growing more and more angry- nay, she was absolutely livid. So much time spend searching for answers only to receive more questions. What were the humans hiding that required such secrecy?!

Rage was building up inside her and she needed an outlet. The Humans, her very own creators, that she thought long dead.

Were amongst the living again, walking the earth again.

And she couldn't do anything to help them because of their own secrecy.

An operator entered her room and White gave her a death glare like never seen before "What is it?" she asked codly

The operator shaking in her heels answered slowly and carefully "The area around Team 244. No signals are reaching the surface or coming from the surface. Even machine signatures suddenly stopped"

White mulled over the information for a bit. The same thing happened to 2B and 9S when they were following the Twins. This could either be another Human operation or a complete flux due to faulty equipment.

But would she be able to live with herself if it was indeed the Humans but she chose to blame the equipment for it?

"Dispatch squad 245, 382 alongside units 3E 4E and 11E to the location, tell them to be on the lookout for anything having this symbol on them" she send the Operator the thrice damned symbol that started this whole mess "And tell them to bring everything alive and intact if it is wearing that symbol. I cannot stress this enough, no harm shall be done to it if it is found" she finished as the Operator nodded to her in understanding "Good, not leave me alone, I will be overseeing this deployment myself in a short while"

"The OP is simple"

Checking his magazine again to alleviate stress

"Insertion via Helicopter to the desert northwest of Tokyo

Tunning into the right frequency in order to make sure it works for certain

"Object retrieval, Classified by Androids as a YoRHa Scanner model"

Making sure the filter is correctly screwed in on his mask

"Grab the Scanner from his team, use force if necessary"

Look at his reflection in the combat knife

"And Exfil out of there as fast as possible"

Flip the safety off

"MTF See no evil is running Jamming and interference"

The Doors open and the Ropes drop

"By our estimates YoRHa will respond within 10 minutes of loosing contact"

Grab the rope and rappel down

"Good luck"

Hitting the ground Winston raised his rifle and scanned the drop zone, waiting for the rest of his MTF unit to rappel down from the 2 Helicopters

"All down!" reported the last person as he released his hold on the rope and they dropped before the Helicopters flew away. "Eta-10 is reporting Jamming is running, our target is heading our way, spread out prep for ambush!" ordered his team lead.

All members took cover and hid, behind broken cars. Inside buildings or trees. Waiting for their Target to come to them. 5 minutes passed like that.

Although they felt a lot longer thanks to the adrenaline, Stress and the damned Desert heat which was only amplified by their Dark Combat gear and full Combat dress.

No one dared to break the silence as the YoRHa team got closer and closer. Taking aim Winston looked through his scope and waited for the command "3, 5, take the pods on my mark." He breathed in and out, trying to stedy his hands and aim "Mark" he pulled the trigger. The pod of the Woman with black hair exploded into pieces.

He pulled the trigger again. The pod of the Scanner exploding into pieces quickly after. Then grenades were thrown. EMP nades they used to use against Anderson robotics related issues.

Knocking the 4 man team on their backs, Gamma-13 moved out of cover to retrieve their item "Be Advised Eta-10 is reporting a large Yorha force on intercept, 3 minutes out!" came an alert through the radio. 2 men picked up the Scanner and the rest of Gamma quickly started moving to the exfil point.

As they say. No plan survives encounter with the enemy. What was supposed to be a 10 minute window until Yorha even noticed something was wrong, turned into a 3 minute QRF dispatch.

Rounding the corner and taking a moment to catch his breath Winston peaked from the wall he as hiding behind and fired off 6 shots at the pursuing Androids.

"13-lead. We wont make it all to the exfil. Not with Androids on our backs. Take the can and get out of here, I will buy you enough time!" said Winston as he gave off another series of shots at the pursuing Androids.

"Copy that 13-5, may we meet in Valhalla" replied the team leader over the radio

"To Valhalla" replied Winston as he quickly changed magazines.

Shooting off another few rounds he heard over the radio "We are off the ground. 13-5, Keep us a seat at the table"

Smilling under the mask he fired off another series but quickly stopped as he felt danger behind him. Quickly pulling his knife from his chest rig as he turned, he used the momentum to drive the blade through his enemies neck, only for the blade to hit the neck and shatter on impact and a black fist to knock him out.