SCP-4902 The Gate (Scp Foundation Mythos x Gate - Jietai Kare no Chi nite, Kaku)

Falmart, 02:32 AM, Local Time.

MTF operatives fire their SR-Ruger Assault rifles towards the flares that have been launched to mark the enemy's positions, tanks fire their gun, sending high-explosive rounds at the enemy position. The enemy has attempted to attack the base in the middle of the night, they managed not to alert the Camera operator and Movement Tracker operator until they are 500 meters away. Fortunately, the barbed wire has held their advance, keeping them at bay, now, it's like shooting fish in a barrel.

Screams yet again, but this time obscured by gunfire and tanks firing their gun.

Back at Site 17

They successfully drop off the D-Class Personnel back to Site 17 without complications, as per usual. For their successful mission, they are allowed to take a small break in the staff lounge inside the facility, a nice, Air Condition room after 2 hours inside a metal vehicle outside in the scorching sun. Terry entered the lounge and already feel relaxed, there's a lot of people inside the lounge having a break. Scientists to Tactical Response Officers.

He approached one of the many vending machines and bought a cold and refreshing drink when buying his drink, he is approached by someone else. "Hey, Terry… how's the trip?" it's Senior Researcher Ryan.

He picks up the can from the vending machine. "It's not a nice one." He opened the can and takes a sip. "Going out in a metal box in the middle of the Nevada Dessert, not great at all."

Ryan chuckles, he inserted a quarter into the vending machine and buys himself a drink. "You've heard of SCP-4902?" Ryan asked.

Terry, with a curious face, he answers. "Yeah, what about it?"

"There's a battle going on on the other side…" Ryan picks up a can of soda from the vending machine. "Are you not interested?"

"Nope!" Terry confidently said. "not now, not ever…" he drinks from the can, but he's been thinking, how can a god… be creating a portal that connects other dimensions… adding more species onto their world is obvious but nothing else? No tech, no wealth? What a weird motive.

"Anyway Terry." Ryan gave Terry documents. "New assignment, you need to ask SCP-343 more about SCP-4902 tonight."

Much, Much Later. Falmart, 06:23 AM, Local Time

The General waited until it's morning to send out a cleanup crew, a weird decision as the smell is unbearable. He stepped onto the battlefield, part of the cleanup crew. Second Lieutenant Richard Vulcan, a member of MTF Unit Lambda-3.

Behind his gas mask, he is disgusted by the sight. Bodies rotting, crows' caws and vultures feed on the dead bodies, it's horrible. "Hey, Richard! Check this out!" One of his squadmates calls for him from the distance. He jogs over to see what's up.

"What's up, Josh?" He asked his squadmate, Corporal Josh. He sees Josh holding a sword, the enemy's weapon, but it's curved and he can see some pattern carved into it. "Found anything interesting?"

Josh cleans the sword with a clean cloth, the pattern looks much clearer. "This sword is a scimitar from the 9th Century, this is a rare found" Josh explained.

"How about these patterns… Does a normal scimitar have these carved on their blades?" Richard asked.

Josh inspects the weapon further. "No, but I think it's an officer's weapon." Josh then looks down at the body where he found the sword in his hand, he's wearing a much more decorated green armor than the rest that's around.