I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Chapter 454: Feast of Terror 3 Teams

An unregistered island somewhere in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

This large island, which is comparable in size to New Zealand, is shrouded in fog all year round, and its existence has always been unknown.

Of course, this is for ordinary people.

In fact, this city is not recorded in any maps or confidential archives of any country.

Even the island that cannot be captured by satellites of various countries and that is automatically avoided by the navigation systems of ships and airplanes is the global headquarters of the Special Containment and Protection Committee.

In addition to being a secret work base, this place is also a huge containment institution and a research institute that specializes in containing and researching various supernatural beings.

The black rectangular tower in the center of the island is an office building made of special materials. It can withstand attacks from hell's nuclear weapons and also has certain supernatural protective capabilities.

In the top-floor conference room, the heads of 12 branches around the world have taken their seats, attending the most important annual meeting of the SCP Committee with serious expressions.

East Asia, Central Asia, South Asia, North Asia, North America, South America, Middle East, Eastern Europe, Western Europe, North Africa, South Africa, Australia.

Sitting in the chairman's seat is this year's chairperson, Olson, the head of the North American branch.

"In less than ten days, the [Horror Feast] will begin."

“I hope everyone is ready this year.”

Olsen said in a deep voice, looking very serious.

What they are discussing concerns the life and death of all mankind and cannot be taken lightly.

"Let me first report on the situation of the North American branch. There are 431 existing nodes in the North American branch. Currently, 2335 Hunters and Sacrifices have been confirmed..."

"East Asia branch, 696 effective nodes, 6579 Hunters, and Sacrifices..."

"South Asia branch, 957 effective nodes, 5483 Hunters, and Sacrifices..."

"Central Asia Branch..."

The heads of each branch reported in turn, reading out the numbers one by one.

After the report, the issue was discussed calmly.

"The number of hunters and sacrifices in the Eastern and Western European branches is insufficient. Please request a transfer."

"Then they can only be transferred from the South Asia branch..."

"Okay. But the South Asia branch demands compensation!"

"No problem. Then let's set the price at 500 million US dollars for the hunter and 50 US dollars for the sacrifice..."

"No. This is last year's price. Prices have risen this year, so the compensation must be increased by at least 10%..."

After the bargaining, the meeting entered the third stage and discussed major abnormal incidents that occurred in various places.

But Olsen said: "Some special circumstances have occurred this year."

"More than a dozen nodes of the North American branch were destroyed, along with the killers inside them. According to the investigation, it was done by a mysterious Asian man. But we don't have any more information."

"In recent times, the number of Hunter seeds around the world has increased significantly. Especially in the East Asian branch... Minister Zhou, I wonder how you explain this?"

The middle-aged Asian man who was asked calmly said, "There is no explanation, and we haven't found any useful clues."

Olson's probing questions did not have the desired effect.

"Okay. We'll discuss this later."

Olsen looked around at everyone and said solemnly, "My fellow colleagues, the feast will begin in a few days. Please do not relax and make the best preparations."

"For humanity!"

"For humanity!"

Everyone looked solemn and placed their right hands on their hearts, performing a swearing-in ceremony.

A blue light flashed, and everyone's figures disappeared. The conference room became empty, leaving only Olsen.

Da da da.

High heels made crisp sounds on the tile floor, and a black-haired woman in a secretary's uniform walked into the conference room holding documents and walked up to Olson.

"Sir, the transport team is ready."

"Okay, get ready for action."

……

October 10th, three days before Halloween.

In a village somewhere in Hotan City, dust was flying on the sandy road as an off-road convoy drove into this village which is usually sparsely populated.

A group of people got off the car, led by two men and one woman. They had tough temperaments and seemed like gangsters.

There were a few mercenary-like people following him, wearing camouflage uniforms, mountaineering backpacks, water bottles and daggers hanging around their waists, dressed like fully armed adventurers.

The other group was young people dressed like students. Leading the group was a gray-haired, bespectacled, and elegant man in his sixties. Everyone called him Professor Chen.

"Professor Chen, you guys take a rest first. I'll go find the guide."

Xu Bayi brought Fatty and Xueli to the village and found the local villager introduced by his friend, a Uyghur uncle who worked as a traveling merchant in his youth and often traveled in the desert.

"Uncle An, we are friends of Xu Gang. We are here mainly because a national archaeological team is going to investigate in the desert. I heard that you are the best guide in this area, so we would like to trouble you to come out."

"Investigation? Where are you going to investigate?"

"It's the Black Desert. We are going to the desert to look for the remains of the ancient kingdom of Jingjue."

"No, no, no, there is no place you can't go to. You can't go there."

The uncle quickly waved his hands and refused to go, even though Xu Bayi offered a price that was high enough to make most people willing to risk their lives for him.

"Alas. Uncle An, we have no other options if you do this... Actually, we are from a special department of the country, and we are going to conduct a secret operation in the black desert. If you don't cooperate, we can only invite you to the detention center to sit and drink tea."

"Anliman, we suspect you are smuggling ancient artifacts. We are going to confiscate your camels, horses and other things..."

"Alas. You are such a stubborn young man... All right, I will lead the way for you."

The old man took Xu Bayi to buy more than 20 camels from the village, loaded the camels with supplies, and transferred the equipment carried by everyone to the camels.

Early the next morning, a group of more than 20 people set out for the Tarim Desert north of the village.

At the same time, in another village about 500 kilometers away from Xu Bayi and his group.

There was also an expedition team leading camels into the desert, with more than 30 people.

The team was led by a capable young woman, who was pretty but had a stern expression. She was followed by a group of foreigners of different skin colors.

Each of them was armed with live ammunition and weapons in their hands. They looked tough and must have been on the edge of a knife before.

They were indeed very respectful to the young woman leading the team and obeyed her orders.

In addition to this team of "professionals", there are a few people in the team who are incompatible with their style.

Three men in local ethnic costumes, probably guides. There were also three slightly sloppy young men, a cool guy, a fat man who cursed, and a gentle young man with fair skin who usually stayed at home.

"You're so naive. I've been tricked by you this time. Why are the partners you mentioned Aning and his gang?"

"Shut up. I just found out about this too. It's all Uncle San's fault...Okay, depending on their attitude, we can cooperate first, and then..."

"Hey, I understand. First X then X. Don't worry, I will spare your old lover's life."

"roll!"

Not far behind the two men, the beautiful woman leading the team had an expressionless face and her skin twitched. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

These two guys are so arrogant.

The "whispering" was not concealed at all, and she, the person involved, could hear it clearly.

On the same day, on the east side of the Tarim Desert, five military transport planes flew in from the horizon and flew straight into the depths of the desert.

"Captain Lu, Professor Wei, there is an abnormal magnetic field ahead. It will be dangerous if the plane enters. We can only go here."

In the front helicopter, the officer in the co-pilot seat turned around and shouted to everyone in the cabin.