Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

In order to make things look more decent and avoid the spread of such shocking news as the US government contacting Hydra, at least to maintain the US government's superficial face, the US government contacted Ross, the commander of the US military that was on the march, and asked him to find a way to contact Hydra's Ukrainian branch.

To be honest, when Ross received this order, he was also confused. He took a look at the large jammer next to the central processor in the middle of his headquarters. It seemed to be operating normally. However, it was not a Skrull, but it could be a Hydra...

General Ross, wearing combat uniform, pulled out his pistol with a smile on his face, cocked the bolt, and placed a Shen'en M1911 rifle mailed to him by Lancer on the table. His statement immediately alerted the guards at the headquarters, and two military police stood behind the State Department envoy, waiting for Ross's order.

Anyway... it's not like there hasn't been a time before... they were transported onto a helicopter, and then, well, the Skrulls' missiles were really powerful!

This scene immediately frightened the envoy and he was in a sweat. He had a hard time explaining their plan to General Ross and avoided his helicopter trip.

Then there was this phone call from Ross to Lancer, a call Ross had to make. Ross knew very well that if he didn't explain things clearly to Lancer and then give him enough benefits, Lancer would definitely say yes and yes and then slip away. If he asked, he would say he couldn't find it...

"And what supplies? What nonsense are you talking about!" Ross lit a cigar for himself. This was also given by Lancer. The label on the cigar was stamped with the word "Colombia" in gold foil. After solving a series of problems in Cuba's trade, some of Cuba's specialty products began to be sold through Colombia's re-export, and some goods could also be imported through Colombia.

Of course, this business is not so easy to do. The US military recently sank several "smuggling" ships. Lancer and his team have paved the way, and you want to follow behind to get a share of the pie? Have you asked the shareholders?

"It's just delivering some food, water and transportation to the Ukrainian refugees." Ross rolled his eyes. Can you speak? If you can't, don't talk nonsense! He didn't say that he was supplying Hydra in Ukraine. He just transported some supplies to Ukrainian civilians and at most helped the civilian resistance organizations. It's a big taboo to get involved with Hydra now. If everything goes well at that time, it's fine. If everyone can't reach an agreement and starts to settle accounts later, then it's a sin for you to answer his call!

So some word games have to be done right from the beginning. What Hydra? They are the glorious and upright US military, military contractors and military suppliers. We never do such dirty things, okay?

"...Damn it, I always feel like you're trying to trick me." Lancer cursed. To put it nicely, a guy like Ross is called

Being an ambitious general, to put it bluntly, means you are a bastard who may use you as a substitute at any time.

"Asshole! You even paid extra for the helicopter last time!" Ross's hint was even more blatant.

"..." Lanser suddenly fell silent.

"The Commander understands it very well!" 97 said with a chuckle from behind, and then 95 pulled the corner of his mouth. He was talking nonsense at this time, and he was punished lightly yesterday.

"There's no other way. We need to save money. In the past, we had supplies from behind, but now we completely rely on the commander." SOPII was holding a straw from somewhere in his mouth, hugging his arms, looking arrogant.

The agent looked at SOPII and nodded, then looked at M4 and shook his head.

M4's fist clenched in an instant. The grudge from two days ago has not been settled yet! You still dare to jump again? !

"Pfft..." Brother Sixteen on the side couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed secretly, which attracted Lan Se's attention and he tapped him on the head.

"Okay, I'll give you the bill, and you can fill in the categories yourself?" Lanser said with a bad face. The old man was very generous in giving money, "Let me make it clear first, you owe me a big favor."

"Okay, if possible, please contact them for me. I'm also very interested in the governor of the Cybertron Empire." Ross said quickly. Not to mention the US government, the US military, as a witness on the front line and watching them engage in battle, has only one attitude: since they are considered friendly forces, everyone should cooperate quickly!

Moreover, the technological source of a series of new products that Atlas has brought out recently also has a very reasonable origin. No matter what it is, just attribute it to the Cybertronians. Megatron won't say it anyway, and humans have no way of knowing how powerful the Cybertron Empire is.

"Should he send a senior member to coordinate the battle with you?" Lanser thought for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up. It would be a good idea to strengthen the contact with the US military at this time. "But it would be better for you to send a combat coordination team to Atlas. This way, many things will be easier to communicate."

"I understand." Ross understood it as soon as he heard it. You can't bypass Atlas on this matter. After all, Atlas is now the most important partner of these alien robots. It can even be said that Columbia under the control of the Democratic Party is in a sense the foundation of the Cybertronians.

Irons and Lancer said that Megatron had the idea of ​​building a base for breeding young Decepticons here, but he was later attracted by the strength of three new Decepticons, including Dusk, created by Lancer. Lancer proved that he could charge the Allspark to create mature Decepticons that had gone through at least four or five stages, which was a great temptation for Megatron.

"It looks like you have reached several deals?" Hammer glanced at Lancer. He didn't like Ross at first. He always felt that Ross was more of a politician than a soldier. He was too calculating! However, Hammer had to admit that this soldier who didn't look like a soldier could be promoted to lieutenant general, while Hammer, who had fought all his life, was only a brigadier general in the end.

"But none of them are good deals. Rather than calling them business, a more accurate description should be exchange." Lancer sighed, "Ask Megatron if he is willing to send Soundwave to cooperate with the upcoming US troops, so that we can be more relaxed." Lancer turned his head and gave an order to M4 behind him.

"Okay!" M4 lowered his head and began to release the data. Megatron, who was fighting on the front line, quickly received it, but he replied to Lancer, "Let's talk after the battle."

"Old man, how many days do you plan to let the Atlas soldiers rest? It will probably take another four or five days for Ross to arrive in Kiev." Lancer looked at the soldier in front of him. He was a good boss, but not an excellent senior officer.

"The day after tomorrow, the troops will probably be able to reorganize the day after tomorrow." Hammer looked at Lancer, "They are too strong, you should make some preparations."

"Don't worry, I did it."

2-90 Negotiation

"I understand. Just give us the supplies, and then report that we don't want to cooperate with them. I'll give you an address the day after tomorrow." Perseus nodded in response to the "contact" request and told Tiancheng about his plan.

"Oh! Remember to sprinkle more blood there." Tiancheng nodded. As for the corpse, Lanser and the others could say they burned it or buried it, but you must have bloodstains. Otherwise, if that old bastard Ross wanted to verify it, wouldn't they be exposed immediately on the spot?

"Understood, call ended." Perseus hung up the phone, knocked on the table, stood up, and narrowed his eyes. During this period, they rescued 30,000 to 40,000 ordinary Ukrainian people, but the price... Not long after the scale recovered to thousands of people, it fell to more than 700 again. However, Lancer made some interesting things and sent them to him.

Although the hand-made energy weapons of Chkalov and SOPII look a bit strange, they are indeed very useful, especially their power is quite good. Recently, a bunch of new things have been added to their attack list.

Yes, after the fighting on the front battlefield became increasingly chaotic, perhaps because they felt there was an opportunity, these bastards in the shadows became bolder and began to join the ranks of plundering the population.

"Hmph!" Perseus snorted coldly. It was just a coincidence that Red Spider came that day. Otherwise,

Perseus just planned to open the eyes of the whole world and occasionally do what Hydra should do.

As a result, just after Perseus in work clothes put out his cigarette, he was about to press the button. With a "dong" sound, when Perseus looked at the parliament hall again, he laughed, ah... let them live, let the whole world see what it would look like if these aliens held a meeting. Two-thirds of the green skins were shocked.

He signaled his troops to hit the locator on the car of these bastards, and then that night, there were many explosions in Kiev! But no one cared about it, no one cared. Because the whole Ukraine knew, the whole world knew, that the ruling class of Ukraine was secretly replaced.

He had just come out of the city of Kiev with the infiltration and assault team when he received a call from Lancer. Perseus sneered at Lancer's idea. He was very familiar with this scenario. When you are useful, the Americans are really willing to give it to you!

But when the United States thinks you are a burden, they will start to attack you without hesitation, yes, attack! Because once you take their things, they will use it to threaten you and make you do many things. In the end... after all, only the dead will not speak.

But the situation is somewhat different now. His and Lancer's identities have been separated. No matter what kind of reaction Ross wants, both sides can be assigned to him! Although his soldiers do have some centralized ideas, he has never talked to them about Hydra's shit. He has indeed come into contact with Hydra from other branches.

Well, after contact, it usually turns into a fight...

With a cold snort, since Tiancheng was ready and Rose really wanted to talk to him, then let's talk. Perseus put on a black windbreaker and a mask, then sat down at his desk and turned on the camera and the Internet, leaving the rest to the girls at Lancer's side. "Let me see, Rose, have you improved a little compared to your predecessors?"

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"You actually let them use the communication lines you set up." Stark rubbed his sleepy eyes. He slept for two days and never thought that sleeping could make him feel so comfortable and happy. And surprisingly, when he woke up, he saw a large number of soldiers loading and unloading things outside the window, and many Ukrainians were washing and cutting things next to the cafeteria. All this made him feel so comfortable, not noisy.

Then he went to the cafeteria, paid $20 for breakfast, and found Lancer.

"Yeah, what else can we do? These bastards don't believe each other. I provided them with the communication channel. They can do whatever they want." Lanser said unhappily, "You've slept enough. Do you know how long you've slept?"

"17 hours and 33 minutes. The sleep quality was great. You keep the camp bed for me. I'm going to take it back to New York! I'll put it in my workshop." Stark poured a cup of warm coffee from the restaurant into his mouth and glanced at the meal on the table that was obviously Lancer's. Stark turned slightly and wanted to get a sandwich, but Springfield and the agent took a step to the left and right, blocking him firmly.

"…35 dollars, and the shipping fee is 20000 dollars." Lanser smiled bitterly and shook his head. "97, go to the first floor and get some roujiamo for Mr. Stark who hasn't eaten yet."

"Okay." 97, who was sitting in a daze on the chair, jumped up and rushed downstairs to get food for Stark.

"That minced meat sandwich is called, Roujiamo?" Stark smacked his lips. He had just eaten three, but now he wanted two more. He missed his meal for the whole day and was so hungry that he could eat a cow. "Hey girl, two servings, and give me more mustard."

"Aren't you afraid of eating too much..." Lanser complained unhappily. Lanser simply listed a list of Chinese breakfasts that can be made quickly and provide high calories, then simply taught the Ukrainians here and let them do whatever they wanted.

Then 95 and 191, who couldn't stand it, started to teach them step by step. Judging from Stark's reaction, the effect was very good. 561 even gave them a quantitative amount, how much is how much, what is the appropriate amount, and gave them a rough amount. Then it was eaten as a snack by the people here, and there was even a strange scene that breakfast was more popular than lunch.

"How was their talk?" Stark picked up a roujiamo from the plate on the table, took a big bite, and began to chew vigorously. Then he pointed at the shaking figure on the screen. Lancer had headphones playing, so Stark couldn't hear it. But just by looking at the two people's postures and lip shapes, Stark felt that this discussion must have been "a very thorough and frank exchange of views."

97 came up very quickly. Because it was Lanser who wanted it, she took it directly from the counter. The American soldiers who were queuing in front of the counter started to curse, saying, "We're not going to serve you for half an hour! You're the one who cuts in line?" 97 gave them a middle finger! If you keep yelling, I'll close the stall tomorrow! I don't know who's in charge here!

Yes, after Atlas led the team to rush to the cafeteria, the US troops who had recently arrived nearby also ran over to lead the team to rush to the cafeteria to get food.

I took it back, and the SHIELD agents who were eating here felt a wave of grief and indignation! I am the only one who is outnumbered!

"It is basically certain that the Hydra Lord is more difficult to deal with than I thought..." Lancer shook his head. After taking more than 20 tons of supplies paid for by Ross, the old man Perseus came purely to mess with Ross's mentality. Lancer took off a wireless headset from his ears and spread out his hands.

Stark hesitated for a moment, but finally picked it up and put it into his ears. In Lancer's base, Stark had long given up on allowing Jarvis to steal any electronic equipment. The last time Jarvis reported, his core storage device was almost invaded.

"Bullshit! What do you think the US military is? Your ATM?" There was obvious anger in Ross' voice.

"Oh? Then I'll look for the Russians? Or... the one further east. Anyway, I can get what they want." Perseus continued speaking without even a tremor in his voice. If Zemo and Pierce were present, they would have already started cursing. This was no longer just irritating the US military, but directly stabbing the Americans' pain nerves!

It would be fine if the negotiation failed, because you would have aroused hatred and everyone would be beaten together, and you would have to take two more hits. But if Perseus and General Ross reached an agreement in the end... wouldn't it be that Perseus would eat meat while they got beaten? !

"Very good! You don't want to show any sincerity, you just want benefits! Don't let me find your location!" Ross said angrily. He had no doubt that if he knew the location of the other party's base, then it goes without saying that he would kill him first! Sword!

"Sincerity? I gave it to you. Did someone swallow it? Ask your middleman." Perseus said with his legs crossed, not caring at all, even though Ross in front of him threatened him with death. At the same time, he gave Ross in front of him a high praise in his heart. He had said everything he needed to say. He was very difficult to deal with, but Lancer had Tiancheng by his side, so he didn't have to worry.

"Hmm?" Ross looked at the Lancer image in the corner of the camera.

"This... I thought it was a gift from you. After all, no one can refuse it." Lancer gestured to 95 beside him. 95 turned around and found a box with a strange Hydra emblem of the Ukrainian branch of Hydra painted on it from the corner of the room and handed it to Lancer.

After the box was opened, a small cylindrical handle was revealed. Lanser took it in his hand and lightly pressed the button on the handle.

"Buzz..." The light blade popped out, and Lancer's face against the red light was a little creepy. The agent next to him threw a piece of angle steel over. Under the watchful eyes of Stark, Ross and Perseus, the light blade did not move. The moment the angle steel missed the light blade, it was neatly cut into two sections.

"Hiss!" Stark was the first to take a breath. After Lancer extinguished the light blade, he took it from Lancer and began to study it.

"Are you satisfied with my sincerity, General Ross?"

"...I am satisfied. I think we can continue our conversation, Your Excellency."

2-91 Their retreat

"Very ingenious design." Stark frowned, looked at Lancer, borrowed some simple tools from SOPII to disassemble the lightsaber, observed it for a while, and reassembled it with a serious look, "Hydra's technology is much higher than I thought."

"Because it's a mass-production technology, right?" Lancer glanced at Stark, took the lightsaber from him, and put it into the box in his hand. After the agent took it, he held it aside, wiped it carefully, and then put it back into the box.

Lancer let Stark take a look at the internal structure but did not disassemble it carefully. Stark also understood that he just took a look. After all, this was something Lancer was going to give away, and it was impossible for him to disassemble it and play with it so easily.

However, the agent knew very well that this was Lancer's spare toy. SOPII had made several lightsabers, some long, some short, and a double-headed sword customized by Lancer. So it was not certain whether this lightsaber would be given away, but the show had to be done in full, otherwise Stark would definitely be suspicious once he noticed the details.

"Yes... This means that they have a complete technical system. They can produce as many as they want..." Stark took a deep breath and sighed, "Hydra... has it reached such a high level?"

"After this period of contact, I have to say something." Lancer glanced at Stark beside him, "Hydra... the situation is very special, you know? In our town, there were four waves of Hydra at most."

"Four waves?" Stark was stunned. "So you want to tell me that Hydra is not a group?"

"Don't the subsidiaries under Stark Industries have their own ideas? I think Obaday's faction is giving you a headache now." Lancer smiled and glanced at Stark, who shrugged.

Is Lancer right?

That's right!

Because it was very true, it was particularly heartbreaking for Stark. He was arrogant and proud. After such a long time, he could only ensure that part of the Stark Industrial transformation department began to operate. There were also many former Obaday confidants who were unwilling to see their status decline and made trouble. Therefore, the road to Stark Industrial transformation was very difficult, and he didn't even have a single mind.

The part of the former Stark Industries military department taken over by Atlas, which is engaged in arms, is running smoothly.

So Tony Stark started to smile bitterly when he heard Lancer ask this question. Of course, he also understood what Lancer meant. It was inevitable that there would be noise in such a huge organization. Not to mention an organization like Hydra that was full of ambitious people! One order from many heads, each fighting on its own was already an implicit description.

"It seems like... I have a chance to defeat them one by one?"

"Steve!" Lancer turned around and looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him in surprise, then looked down at the roujiamo in his hand and smacked his lips, "Just arrived?"

"Yes, the dining room downstairs is nice. Deadpool, John, and Bob are eating downstairs and refuse to come up." Steve said with a smile, "Oh, thank you, boss lady, I really miss your cooking skills." As a former breakfast reporter at Springfield Cafe, Steve was already a little greedy when he smelled the aroma from the coffee pot in Springfield's hand. "Tell Deadpool and John Wick later, they will regret it to death."

"Thank you." Chuntian nodded to Steve politely.

"Hey! Where's mine?" Tony Stark sniffed. He hadn't had any decent coffee in a while. It would have been fine if Springfield hadn't poured out the coffee from the coffee pot, but after pouring it out, Stark immediately lost his composure. Steve hadn't tasted this aroma for a long time, but he was talking as if it hadn't been a long time? !

"Give him a cup, or he'll be pissed to death." Lancer looked at Springfield, who was about to put the coffee pot back, and was a little speechless. "Make me a new pot, there's enough coffee beans anyway!" How could it not be enough? Regardless of whether it was a humanoid or a ship girl, everything came first for Lancer? ! Lancer's food, clothing, and daily expenses were stored by the four ship girls, Fei Ma, for three months each. Coffee beans... put together, it was almost two or three tons! And there were several kinds of beans.

"Okay." Since it was Lancer who spoke, Chuntian did not object. He quickly poured a cup and placed it near Stark.

"Thank you, Ms. Springfield." Tony Stark happily picked up the cup, took a sip, and nodded. "It's really touching to be able to drink such coffee under such conditions."

"But what touched me more was...Steve, you were willing to come over." Lancer shook his head with a wry smile, "I thought you would just come over and beat me up." Lancer's smile was helpless again, but more sincere.

What Lansher didn't notice was that as soon as he finished speaking, the agent looked at Lansher's position, then looked at the distance of Binjiang, who had been staying beside Lansher and eating rice crackers, and nodded. He blocked the attack himself, and then Binjiang could end the fight with one kick, but it might take some time to clean up.

"I still know what's important and what's not. They're saving people, which is great. To be honest, at the beginning, I couldn't believe that there were people in Hydra who were doing good things." Steve shrugged, walked over and patted Lancer on the shoulder.

The agent frowned and looked at Binjiang beside him. Binjiang tilted his head slightly, put on a sly smile, and raised his eyebrows at the agent. The agent said nothing and did nothing more. Steve didn't know what he might face if he made any rash moves.

"As long as you can accept it." Lancer shook his head. "To be honest, I was also surprised." Lancer suddenly smiled bitterly. "The pressure has been too great recently. Fortunately, everything went smoothly and Megatron and the others didn't cause any trouble."

"That group of robots? They performed very well on the battlefield, why do you have such worries?" Steve was a little surprised. After all, the fierce performance of the Decepticons on the battlefield shocked everyone, especially the Decepticon Air Force who could run around and drop bombs everywhere as long as they had enough energy. They showed the Americans what alien air supremacy was.

"So how did you get here?" Stark looked at Steve in front of him, somewhat surprised. When he went to find him before, he was still fighting those monsters from the other world, so how come he suddenly came here?

"We need to rest, and we've already killed all the Sodium Crusher's cubs." Steve turned his head to look at Lancer, "Millennium, did you have any idea about this name?" Because of the previous battle with the Hydra squad, although the Valentine brothers did not suffer any injuries, a lot of ordinary vampire soldiers were killed by the Hydra soldiers, so Steve and his team had an easier time when they launched the raid. In addition, with the help of a powerful attacker like Deadpool who was completely fearless of death, the battle between the two sides ended very quickly.

John Wick entangled his brother for a while, and then the younger brother was hit on the top of the head by a hammer by Deadpool who was facing the barrage of bullets, and then hit in the knee by the shield and failed to escape. Seeing that Steve had already pulled out his pistol, Deadpool also rolled up his arms and prepared to hit him with another hammer. No matter whether it was the 7 rounds of 0.45-inch God's Grace bullets or the silver hammer, Yang Valentine was about to die.

Luke Valentine immediately rushed over to save his brother, but just as he pushed Deadpool away, a long-awaited 7.62mm bullet hit him directly between the eyebrows. In the woods 1000 meters away, Bob pulled the bolt of his beloved gun, CheyTac M200, and a shell with a cross drawn on it was pulled out of the barrel.

This time, the top human sniper, a thousand meters away

The sniper shot did not give him any chance to sense the murderous intent. The bullet of Divine Grace exerted its maximum power at the moment of hitting, directly blowing off his head and killing him instantly.

Then the younger brother, who was already lying on the ground, was shot dead by Steve and Deadpool who took out their pistols and shot him randomly, emptying the magazine.

"If they can stay like this, I can resist looking for them for a short period of time, but if..." Steve frowned and looked at Lancer. Although they had not known each other for a long time, Steve still had a good impression of Lancer. He could be said to be a man with his own principles.

"I support them just because they are doing the right thing. Stark knows what I said. I will support whoever continues to fight." Lancer glanced at Steve, "So if these bastards are doing fucked things, kill them, you don't need to have any hesitation, let alone any burden."

Lancer shook his head, but Perseus would probably further consolidate the differences between them and other branches of Hydra, so if Steve wanted to hammer Hydra, well, there were so many snake heads, you could hammer them at will, as for the Ukrainian branch of Hydra, oh, not for now.

"Yeah." Steve nodded. Lancer's attitude was very clear. On Ukrainian soil, if they could fight for their lives, then he would help them. If they turned their guns around, then he would kill them. This attitude made Steve feel relieved. He didn't want to turn against such a capable friend.

"So what are you going to do next?" Tony Stark looked at Lancer with curiosity in his eyes.

"There is no doubt that these guys dare to be so unscrupulous because they have a way out." Lanser knocked on the table.

"A way to retreat..." Stark also looked at the map.

"You mean the spaceship?"

"Yes."

2-92 Infiltration... or Attack?

"Commander, the intelligence on the roadblock is correct. Hydra has discovered something here." 561 put down the telescope, and her visual signal was synchronously transmitted to Lancer's hand. "The other party disguised it as a vacation spot... but with such a strong energy reaction, they can't fake it."