Mission Parameters: Determine cause of disturbance detected within the abandoned MTF Recruit Screening Site located at ██████████████, Texas.
Personnel: MTF-Epsilon-02 (Punching Bags), One of the Foundation's Human-threat response forces.
[BEGIN LOG]
<MTF Armored-Vehicles can be heard hitting pot-holes in the road as they travel towards target location>
PB-1: Final comms check, Punching Bag-1 check
PB-2: PB-2 check
PB-3: PB-3 check
PB-4: PB-4 check
PB-5: PB-5 check
RSL: <Over Comms>Reinforcement Squad Lead check
PB-1: Alright good to go, so one more time, what exactly are we looking at here Command?
Command: Unknown, at approximately ██ : ██ : ██ today we detected a tripped sensor activating within the hidden lower levels of an abandoned MTF screening Site.
PB-3: No Cameras?
Command: Negative, all monitoring equipment aside from silent-alarm sensors were removed from the site after discontinuation of its service.
PB-1: Anything from those?
Command: Thus far all alarm lines have been tripped only once leading us to believe there is a single target inside the facility at this time, do not go in expecting just one however.
PB-5: We worried about an ambush?
Command: Unlikely, but caution never hurts.
PB-4: <Snorts> Not like our jobs ever hurts anyways. <PB-4 pounds his reinforced chest-piece.>
<Muffled laughter fills the vehicle before cutting out as Vehicle comes to a stop>
PB-1: Alright boys, let's get this done standard: Two up, one mid, two back.
SQUAD: Roger.
<Scouting Squad exits Vehicle and begins approach on facility while reinforcement team unloads and prepares.>
<Squad enters facility and locates the entrance to the hidden level, already opened>
PB-1: Entering lower levels now.
Command: Copy, we're tracking your entrance, be advised target was last detected entering the facility's shooting range-
<Squad halts as muffled, casually timed semi-automatic M14 fire echos up from the stairs>
PB-4: <Mumbles> And they didn't shut the door behind them…
PB-1: RFL be advised, unknown party is armed.
RSL: Copy, you require support?
PB-1: Not yet, have a squad sweep the perimeter, check in case they got friends with another entrance.
RSL: Copy.
PB-1: We go quiet from here on out, eyes open for any traps.
SQUAD: Roger.
<Squad descends stairs carefully, sweeping the already open briefing and armory rooms situated above the shooting range, nothing of note is found, gunfire remains at a slow pace and grows louder the further they descend.>
<Squad sets up at the shooting range entrance, gunfire pauses and PB-1 signals to his team upon peering inside and seeing the unknown Target, confirmed as SCP-XXXX, beginning to reload its weapon at a casual pace>
<Squad enters room one by one, leaving PB-4 and PB-5 on overwatch at the entrance as the remaining members sweep for threats and find a suitable location to post themselves. Confirmation signal is passed between members before team unlocks their safeties, action causes SCP-XXXX to twitch and freeze in place.>
PB-1: Unknown Agent! Drop your weapon, your magazine and lower yourself to your knees!
<SCP-XXXX is unresponsive, arms are lowered to its sides still gripping its weapon and ammunition.>
PB-1: Drop. It. Now.
<SCP-XXXX's head tilts to the side as it begins to sway gently in place>
PB-1: This is your last warning! If you do not comply we will be forced to fire on- OH SHIT!
<SCP-XXXX suddenly turns on its heel and engages by throwing out its magazine with incredible force, the object narrowly missing PB-1's head as he ducks before it embeds itself in the range's back wall exerting enough force to crumble a portion of the drywall, Squad immediately responds by opening fire>
PB-1: Command be advised, Squad is engaging target! Possible anomalous effect in play!
<SCP-XXXX advances on Squad at a fast pace as Command is heard relaying information to the RSL, SCP-XXXX shrugs off multiple rounds hitting it in the chest and shoulders and shows minimal loss of momentum on its approach.>
PB-1: Definite effect in play! Definite effect! Back it up! Back it up now!
<Squad begins retreat towards entrance, PB-4 and 5 lay down suppressing fire to no noticeable effect>
PB-4: Oh fuck- Monty flop it!
<PB-2 jumps forward, their head narrowly avoiding the butt-stock of SCP-XXXX's weapon that it is now brandishing like a club from its barrel. SCP-XXXX's attention shifts to the rest of the team firing at it from the entrance until PB-2 flips onto his back and brandishes his side-arm to reengage, drawing it back to himself as he attempts to scramble distance between them.>
PB-4: Monty!
<PB-4 abruptly charges in, taking nine rounds into the reinforced back of his vest causing him to momentarily stumble to his knee before the rest of the team ceases fire shouting for him to fall-back, SCP-XXXX shows no reaction to the following yell released by PB-4 as he charges posed to tackle it and continues to close on PB-2.>
<PB-4's yell cuts off into a stunned gasp the moment he makes contact with SCP-XXXX's form, his own body passing through it completely and bouncing against the floor as it proceeds to raise its leg over an increasingly panicked PB-2's chest>
Upon stomping down SCP-XXXX's foot harmlessly passes through PB-2's chest, kicking up a puff of dust from the pulverized concrete beneath which falls gently against his vest as his features contort with confusion.
PB-2: … Wha- JESUS CHRIST!
<SCP-XXXX instantly kneels over PB-2, its knee phasing through him completely, and begins punching towards his face-plate as he flinches and attempts to shield himself. SCP-XXXX only succeeds in damaging the ground beneath his head however as he slowly opens his eyes, continuing to flinch every time its fist comes in contact with his face.>
<The rest of the Squad remains motionless and silent as they watch SCP-XXXX continue punching PB-2 with no visible effect.>
Command: PB-1 what is happening?!
PB-1: Command I… It's not doing anything…
Command: Repeat?
<Multiple sets of footsteps can be heard descending the stairs quickly.>
RSL: Command be advised, reinforcements are arriving on… on point…
<RSL comes to a stop behind scouting squad followed by his own squad, all of which halt and join in watching as SCP-XXXX continues to harmlessly pound away through PB-2's head before shifting to follow him as he cautiously rises to his feet. SCP-XXXX is seen to then deploy 3 combat maneuvers now identified as Ancient Chinese, Modern Russian and Korean special-forces in origin as PB-2 gets to his feet but each technique proves equally ineffective>
PB-4: Did… did I hit the ground too hard or is this actually real?
PB-1 lets out a long breath as he watches PB-2 turn to him with an exasperated expression as SCP-XXXX continues to punch and kick through him with unrelenting ferocity and equally unending failure.
PB-1: Command, requesting a specialist team be dispatched on-site for further instruction on how to proceed.
Command: Request granted, proper personnel have been notified…