Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

This Skrull spaceship is physically broken! It turns out that... Physics is your father, and it will always be! Even with magic! Physics is still your father! If you don't accept it! Eat my dump truck attack!

"..." The three MiG-29s behind silently watched their predecessors happily tossing in the sky, flying silently, I don't understand, it feels very powerful, but why not just kill them, isn't this a waste of energy? I don't understand... So powerful, at least they can't turn into tanks, right?

But there are still things they can do, such as interfering with the surface-to-air missile radars that are scanning them, and some weapons and equipment that are trying to lock on them! Of course, there are also repeated ground attack requests to Lightning...

"Stop making so much noise! ​​You three idiots! Go! Do what you want to do!" Lightning was naturally annoyed, "Destroy all the artillery positions you see! Atlas's people are about to advance to the nearby position!"

The three MiG-29s immediately disappeared. After the last time, these three became addicted to licking the ground and could not extricate themselves.

"Although they look stupid, they at least have some combat power." Jingtianlei sneered as he looked at Huanghun and other three new Decepticons who began to drop bombs on the artillery positions on the ground.

"Shut up, if you have the free time, you might as well go kill a few more!" It's true that Dusk and the other three looked like fools in the eyes of the old-school Decepticons, but even if they were fools, they were the younger brothers arranged by Megatron for himself, so Lightning was immediately unhappy. The F14D that was originally flying level did a Sidewinder maneuver and landed behind Thundercracker, as if to say, "Give me a try at talking to you."

"But... the quality of the fire forged by the Fire Source this time is ridiculously high. Why is that?" Naofantian glanced at Jingtianlei who didn't dare to talk and changed the subject.

"It was used by Lord Lancer, that's the only reason." Lightning, as Lancer's first target of the Allspark, naturally knew much more than the two of them. If it were the original, the Allspark might have been able to repair his body, but this time, he got a huge improvement. Otherwise, it would be almost impossible to use the tank form to hit other spaceships like now. But he did it now, and the damage to himself was not too great! This made Lightning quite satisfied!

"Hey, Lord Du Lanser, it seems that you are not as tough as you say." Jing Tianlei secretly began to ridicule Lightning and began to poke Lightning's sore spot, "After being resurrected, you know how to be grateful, right?"

"Shut up! If you don't want to be knocked down by Megatron, you'd better shut up!" Skywarp suddenly began to loudly stop his buddies from committing suicide, because he suddenly noticed a tyrannical and unreasonable thought appearing in their Decepticon communication network, roaring to bring destruction and pain to the world.

"It looks like it worked? Did the Russians really give them Blizzard?" Thunderbolt was a little shocked. The Combiner was the most powerful Transformer in his rank, second only to the Fortress-class Transformers, and Lancer could actually create one with his own hands.

"Hun Tian Leopard! Attack! Hahahaha..." Megatron's ecstatic voice came through the communication. Although he was just born, Megatron could already feel that this violent warrior was full of gratitude and loyalty to him because of Lancer's act of allowing him to grant him the Decepticon badge!

"Damn... the guys on the ground have a Hercules, which is already a headache!" Jing Tianlei closed the remote communication and muttered quietly. No one wants their rights to be diluted, right? Among the Decepticons, whoever is stronger can get the first priority in supplies and the most say!

But now, another powerful combiner has joined the Decepticon ranks, which is really exciting.

He used to be so glorious, but now, in fact, only a few of them have been appointed as members of the Cybertron Air Force. Jing Tianlei feels depressed.

"That's a good thing! Idiot!" Lightning didn't have the same idea as Thunder. On the contrary, he welcomed this development very much! The Cybertron Empire has been destroyed. They are just a small group of wanderers. If they want to survive better in this dangerous world, they need more power and more people of the same race! So Lightning is happy to see the growth of his own strength. After all, when the cake can be made bigger, those who only focus on the few grains of rice in their bowl will never step out.

"Dusk! Annihilation! Cataclysm! Let's go! Let's go check on the newcomers." After almost using up all the ammunition, Lightning decided to ignore the two idiots, Thundercracker and Skywarp. They didn't even have the most basic sense of discrimination. They wanted to return to the former Cybertron Empire! How could they rely on their limited manpower? Besides, weren't Dusk and the other three also newly born Decepticons on Earth?

"...Let's go." Jingtianlei was silent for a moment, fired two random shots at the ground, and sent a message to Naofantian. He was also very curious, and after all, Red Spider was in charge of this matter. In any case, it had a close relationship with their Air Force. Even if he had no credit, he had made some hard work.

"Let's go and take a look. With such a strong information strength, this guy must be at least at the level of Hercules." Naowartian responded. After all, they were in the sky near Kherson, not far from the Decepticon base in Crimea (fusion reactor and energy block manufacturing base). They should only need to fly back a short distance...

"Fuck... these two..." Jingtianlei and Naofantian had just turned around and flew towards Crimea, but the next moment, he saw two huge figures running wildly on the ground, wantonly creating horrific destruction while running. Unlike Hercules's ability to split mountains and rocks and solar cannon to devour everything, the Hun Tianbao's attack method seemed more... militarized.

The bombardment from the heavy artillery behind the Hun Tian Bao was no less powerful than the salvo fire from a large battleship, and every time the trigger of the sonic gun in his hand was pulled, the flesh and blood body in front of him would be completely shattered. The powerful combat power made Megatron very satisfied.

“This guy… is amazing!”

"Of course, I made this."

"…Starscream, when did you come down?"

"you shut up!"

2-101 Atlas on offense 10/10

"Damn... It's so exciting to follow these big guys charging!" A group of Colombian Atlas soldiers jumped off an armored vehicle and watched the Hun Tian Bao striding past their heads like a skyscraper. It punched a building that was firing at it fiercely, and half of the six-story Khrushchev Building collapsed under this punch.

He then raised his hand and fired a shot with the sonic gun in his hand. The soldier watched as a blood mist exploded in the building. The building then slowly collapsed to the ground under the huge tremor as Hun Tian Bao turned and left. Obviously, there was no need for the Atlas soldiers to search and annihilate them, as they were all dead.

"Hurry up! The Terror Squad rushed in and was attacked by the Skrulls..." An Atlas military officer quickly saw the situation from the Type 1 tactical panel and quickly prepared to take his team up to pull people out. At the very least, they had to rescue them.

"No one! Can defeat the Decepticons!" But in this case, there is no need for infantry to go up. For Hun Tian Bao, it is just a matter of raising his hand and firing a shot.

"Ouch..." The short-handled axe, crankcase, and crowbar crashed directly into a warehouse-style supermarket nearby.

"..." The sergeant of Atlas witnessed this scene and smacked his lips. "I need one, no, three flatbed trucks... The Terror Squad has been badly damaged and needs to be sent to the back for emergency rescue."

"What level of skill do the Skrulls have to deal a heavy blow to three of them at once?!" The radio operator at the battalion headquarters was obviously a little incredulous. Although they all knew that there were strong and weak Decepticons, the strong ones were like Megatron, who could tear a main battle tank apart like a toy with his bare hands, and the weak ones were like some noobs who were killed by infantry fighting vehicles.

But generally speaking, the basic understanding is that when the Decepticons launch a collective attack, human lightly armed forces can simply lie down, and only heavy armored forces can fight them to the death.

But what did they hear now? The Terror Squad was actually knocked down? And it sounded like they were seriously injured? So much so that the front-line troops called the rear to send a vehicle to take them away at this time?

"Uh... yes, the Dread Squad was badly injured. No, no, no... it has nothing to do with the Skrulls, um, it was the Hun Tian Leopard, friendly fire." The sergeant said speechlessly, "Also, get some tents ready in the back, I think they'll be needed at night."

"? Why do you need tents in a city?!" Now it was the turn of the logistics staff at the headquarters to be stunned.

"If you had only taken a look at the battle situation with the drones, you wouldn't ask me this question." The sergeant leaned against the wall and quickly gestured to his men to go upstairs to set up guns and control the street. A machine gun team nodded and went up. Then the sergeant signaled the soldiers around him to search forward, and pay attention to the possibility that there might still be Skrulls in those houses that have not completely collapsed, so they must be cautious when advancing.

"Holy shit! These big guys!" Not long after the sound of dragging chairs, Ming

The commander, who had apparently glanced at the specific tactical panel, immediately cursed and quickly came back, "These will all be ready! Be careful in the battle." After the logistics person made a gesture to him that everything was okay, he quickly returned to his position.

The logistics manager has already figured it out. When the flatbed truck leaves, they will first pile some things on it. It doesn't need to be too much, just enough to ensure that these guys can have hot food. As for the tents, it's a bit exaggerated. Nearly half of the house still looks structurally intact...

After the sergeant received the confirmed message, he cut off the communication. This was a battle, not a flirting game, so why should he chat on the phone with the man on the other side for a long time? Moreover, his attention had been diverted to other things. His subordinates had already started exchanging fire with the Skrulls in the small room.

And listening to the crash and smash in the room upstairs and the obvious charging sound of energy weapons, it was obvious that the Skrulls did not hesitate and directly threw themselves into the abomination that would be very troublesome in such a small space. But his subordinates were also very good and did not give the Skrulls any chance at all. The concentrated shooting of energy weapons quickly made the ferocious beast pay the price.

The sergeant tapped twice on the tactical panel and reported it. After the other party had done their disgusting work, he raised his assault rifle and started to clear out the remaining Skrulls in the building with his men.

"Boss, there are prisoners on the third floor. They said they are Ukrainians. There are men, women and children, but no elderly people. They haven't eaten for several days." The soldier's report announced that a situation that was not unexpected had occurred, and it was also the most troublesome thing for the Atlas soldiers.

"Be alert and search them carefully. Everyone, regardless of gender, must accept. Those who do not accept will be considered Skrulls and shot on the spot. After the search, each person should be one meter apart and given an energy bar." The captain narrowed his eyes. This was the method that Atlas had tested with blood. The jammers could not be delivered until the battle was over, otherwise the Skrulls would definitely try their best to concentrate fire and destroy them as soon as possible. Now there was only one place that could temporarily provide a large number of jammers, otherwise they would not be enough for them to use.

And the production site is Latveria, that's right! Now humans can get enough jammers, all thanks to the highly automated production lines in the country ruled by Victor von Doom, otherwise there would not be enough supply.

But even so, every loss of one would make the top management feel distressed. After all, what matters now is not the damn value, but the more critical time.

"Yes." The soldiers said simply, and then asked everyone to sit down immediately according to his request, otherwise they would be shot on the spot. But they were lucky this time. Although it was a bit chaotic, there were no Skrulls among these people. A group of Ukrainians did their job honestly, and then the soldiers searched them very seriously. Then these Ukrainians were given an energy bar to sustain their lives, and then they were told that someone would evacuate them to a safe area at night.

"Boom!" A loud noise suddenly erupted from the northwest defense line. The soldier quickly leaned against the wall and went to the window to watch. As a result, he happened to meet the eyes of the passing Catastrophe...

"Human, that was Lord Lightning bombing the enemy's ammunition depot." Cataclysm, who had turned into a human form, used the rapid-fire cannon in his hand to shoot at a group of Skrulls who were hastily moving on the ground. At the same time, he said it casually. Seeing that this group of Skrulls turned into balls of charcoal after being hit by the energy beam, Cataclysm was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Is the passage open, Cataclysm?" The sergeant used two short bullets to kill two Skrulls holding RPGs who were trying to grab Cataclysm's crotch, and then used two long bullets to suppress a group of soldiers at the corner across the street. Then Cataclysm, who discovered the situation behind him, kicked a car that was burned to a shell. Half of the Skrulls were hit and blood was spurting into the air. The rest quickly fled into the building nearby. After all, Cataclysm and the others were not big in size, and it was impossible for them to smash the Khrushchev building in front of them with their fists like Hun Tianbao.

"It's open. Lord Lancer's direct troops have controlled the passage. They have counterattacked the Skrulls' long-range firepower. Don't you think there are fewer shells overhead?" Cataclysm fired several shots, but this time, the concrete structure of the Khrushchev Building was not very resistant to the heat of the energy bombs. The killing effect was very general, and many shots were needed to break open the outer shell of a room.

"Mr. Lancer?!" The Atlas soldiers looked at each other. To be honest, Lancer was not a well-known figure, but for some reason, most of the Atlas soldiers seemed to know that this arms dealer named Lancer not only had a very good relationship with their boss, but also had a reputation for being a very capable fighter. As for how he got this reputation...

Well, it seems that their instructors said so, but when asked why, these instructors who were originally from the Navy SEALs were very secretive. However, this sergeant felt that rather than saying that he was very good at fighting, it was better to say that he had many friends, and most of them were very powerful.

If nothing else, you should know something about the situation by looking at these robots in front of you. They are so powerful and unruly. When they talk about Mr. Lancer, although most of them don’t use honorifics like the one in front of them, most of them also use honorifics.

He looked very convinced (if he wasn't convinced, it would be a large anchor coming to visit).

"Yes, he asked us to move forward quickly. If nothing unexpected happens, the great Megatron will once again step onto the battlefield tonight!" Cataclysm said proudly, and then he took a look at the situation nearby, "You transfer those hostages! The enemy seems to be counterattacking using tunnels."

"Understood." The sergeant acted quickly. Maybe it was because they were hit hard by Chkalov's 2000LB bombs, so the Skrulls now began to pay close attention to the construction of trenches and tunnels, trying to save their lives as much as possible.

"Hmm..." Suddenly a sharp sound rang out in the sky.

"Maybe..." Cataclysm's voice hesitated.

"Perhaps we don't need to consider retreating for defense." The sergeant finished speaking for Catastrophe, and then a ground-shaking shake and dizzying roar covered everything in a short period of time.

"Fragile human." Looking at the sergeant's sad expression, Cataclysm said with a sense of superiority, "Forget it, I'd better go and greet Lord Lancer. Oh, is Hun Tian Bao also starting to return?"

2-102 A break in the battle of Kherson

"Commander, both Atlas and Wagner are advancing very smoothly." Tiancheng came over and put Lancer's crossed legs back, then sat on top of them himself. The plump, perky butt and soft tail gave Lancer a great touch.

"Of course it went smoothly. On one hand, we have sufficient firepower support from Russia, and on this basis, Atlas also has the support of the Decepticons!" Frederick the Great handed a vitamin capsule to Lancer. She felt that Lancer had not eaten well during this period, so he must take some nutritional supplements to supplement his nutrition.

Lancer was helpless about Fei Ma's request. He would have to become a spherical creature sooner or later. But would it be useful to refute it? It was absolutely useless! So Lancer never considered resisting from the beginning. According to Binjiang's complaints, if one of Fei Ma or Lancer insisted a little, the other would give up because of over-pampering.

Of course, Binjiang, who made such a violent statement, was immediately asked a fatal question by Chkalov, who was watching the show, "What about you?"

Binjiang gave a perfect answer almost instantly, "How could I force Lancer? He can do whatever he wants!"

"Atlas's manpower is only one-third of Wagner's. The enemy can use infantry to cross the front line. Although they do the same over there, it is useless as they are so unscrupulous." Tiancheng said with a smile. Although the progress of the battle was slightly faster than she expected, it was not much faster. It was an unexpected surprise.

The Skrulls seemed to be somewhat confused when facing the heavy bombardment of the human air force and ground long-range firepower, and it was obvious that the soldiers under them did not want to be bombed in the external strongholds, resulting in the loss of more than half of the Skrulls' remote observation posts in a short period of time, leaving only a small number of relatively well-hidden ones.

With the entry of the Decepticons into the war, there may be only a few of these well-hidden external observation posts left, and all information is transmitted using cables or beam signals.

"You also said it. It makes no difference." Fei Ma sat down on the sofa. They had been accumulating strength for a while. Although they had not yet reached their climax, Atlas and Wagner had begun to advance because of the urging of the forces behind them. Naturally, the initial stage of the battle was relatively smooth.

After all, even if the Skrulls built some defensive facilities, it would be impossible for them to create a minefield several kilometers wide. Behind them is a large array of dragon tooth concrete piles, behind which is a winding trench system, and behind that there are dense artillery groups ready to provide fire support at any time.

The most the Skrulls had were some basic trenches and simple reinforcements of the original building areas. Such positions could naturally withstand for a while when being ravaged by air-to-ground firepower, but only for a while, and were soon destroyed by various aerial bombs and ground-to-ground missiles.

"Commander, we're here!" At this time, AR15, who was driving, slowly pulled the car to the side. For an inexplicable reason, Lancer simply took his girls to pry open a bus and brought it back. They threw away all the original seats and replaced them with carpets and sofas that they had also stolen, and used it as a temporary resting place.

"Oh? We won't cross the river?" Lancer got out of the car without hesitation and took a look. The first thing he did was to look at the city of Kherson across the river. There was nothing to doubt. Since Lancer got out of the car, the gunfire and explosions on the opposite side have never stopped. What's more realistic is that from time to time, you can see Decepticons taking off from the ground and spraying ammunition towards a position or a building on the ground.

"How is the battle situation of Hun Tian Bao?" Lanser tilted his head to ask Tiancheng. As a relatively stable rear, there are many Atlas soldiers in the town on the other side of the river. Although it is obvious that they have been cleaned up, at least the ground is not full of corpses and blood.

The bullet holes everywhere on the surface also show that the fighting in this town was quite fierce before.

The Skrulls definitely didn't want humans to easily seize this bridgehead, and they might even have organized a counterattack before Atlas invaded Kherson. Lanser guessed this because there were only a few houses in this town that were in good condition, and most of them were destroyed.

"Mr. Lancer!" Gideon, who had one arm in a sling, walked over after briefly explaining to the people around him, "I just received the notice and you're already here. You came too fast." Gideon had a smile on his face. He was not surprised that Lancer was running around on the front line. The unexpected thing was that Lancer did not plan to make money by selling arms. You know, even if you don't mention the Skrulls, now on the front line, they sell arms without bargaining.

Not to mention the weapons sales station Lancer set up in that town. The prices there might be expensive in other peaceful areas, but in a war zone, it's like doing charity! Especially those bulletproof plates that cost more than 30 yuan a piece. They are really good things that can block rifle bullets. Gideon himself bought more than a dozen pieces from Lancer at once for backup.

"It looks like the situation ahead is not bad. At least I can smile." Lanser felt that since he could still smile even though he was injured, the battle situation must not be too bad.

"It's indeed OK. The presence of the Decepticons has reduced the injury rate a lot, but the death rate is even higher." Gideon nodded, "Mr. Lancer, this is not the place to talk. I have prepared a lounge for you. Let's go there and talk."

"There's actually a lounge? I thought the house here was almost collapsed." Lancer tilted his head and looked at Gideon in front of him. It felt good to be respected and valued. At least it really saved him a lot of trouble. However, Lancer still planned to sleep in the car.

The two of them went up to a nearby residential area. Indeed, some buildings had escaped the ravages of the artillery shells from both sides and had managed to survive intact, which made Lanser quite emotional.

"The overall battle situation is in our favor. Because of the impact of that huge Transformer, the enemy's defense line is basically in tatters. It is difficult to form a decent interception firepower system. We just need to clear them one by one, which is really troublesome. In addition, we also found many Ukrainian civilians captured by the Skrulls." Gideon looked at Lancer, and the smile on his face became bitter. "And under such circumstances, it is inevitable that there will be a large number of casualties."

"..." Lanser frowned and walked around the first floor where many soldiers were being treated. Some of the more seriously injured soldiers were injected with Aurora potion to stabilize their condition and then quickly treated. However, those with broken arms and legs had to be sent back, as Aurora, even in its original form, could not grow arms and legs.

"Are there heavy casualties?" Lancer looked at the back garden from the rear window, tilted his head and asked Gideon. There was a huge difference between the report and the reality. The report showed such an intense battle, and it was the most brutal street fight.

After a day of fierce fighting, only a few dozen people were killed and hundreds were injured. This may not sound like a big loss, but when these dozens of dead were covered with white cloth and lined up neatly in the backyard, the visual impact was terrifying.

"In terms of intensity, it's okay. We have to thank the Colombian drug dealers and gangs for providing us with the most perfect street fighting training." Gideon frowned. He was so careless. However, it seemed that Lancer in front of him didn't feel any discomfort. It was a very good thing after all.

"Commander, the tank convoy and Lightning have returned." At this time, Chkalov, who was flying in the sky with a plane, tilted his head and looked at Lancer, reporting a situation. After the Hun Tian Bao disintegrated, it turned into a tank convoy again, and then withdrew from the opposite side of the river while firing at the nearby areas.

"Notify the front line to be on guard against the Skrull counterattack. The Decepticons have retreated to replenish their energy. By the way, has the Fear Squad been pulled back?" Lancer informed Gideon of the situation. Gideon nodded, picked up his communicator, adjusted the frequency band, and passed on Lancer's message. Then a strange expression appeared on his face.

"Our vehicle couldn't get on, and two trailers were destroyed. Although the Ukrainians are not afraid of death, we can't waste their lives like this." Gideon took a deep breath, "So now these guys are being towed back by the tank team."

"Tank team...Pfft, let's go, let's go downstairs and wait for these big guys." Lancer suddenly couldn't hold it anymore and decided to go downstairs to watch the fun. How unlucky must one be to end up in such a mess. After all, no matter how you think about it, those three unlucky guys from the Fear Squad definitely want to curse now, but they don't dare!

The tank team's first battle performance was perfect. Their brutal fighting posture brought huge casualties to the Skrulls. When the sonic gun was triggered, there was a blood mist all over the attack range. According to the report in Atlas' communication, many Skrulls collapsed after seeing all this with their own eyes. When they broke in, these guys covered in blood mist huddled in a corner crying.

A group of people who had just come up ran down again. At this time, the people from the tank convoy had arrived, dragging back three unlucky guys, and also brought back a dozen wounded soldiers and several dead soldiers wrapped in white cloth.

The soldiers on the Atlas side immediately went to help, helped the wounded down, and

And the dead soldiers were carried to the backyard.

"It seems... you have adapted to the military camp life here? Hmm... noisy?" Lancer kicked the wheel of a BTR80.

"Mr. Lancer, I'm the one making the noise." The leading T80U turned into a human form, his tone sounding a little depressed.

"My name is easy to remember, it's Fraud, Mr. Lancer." BTR80 also turned into a human form.

"Okay, I'll take note." Lanser looked at the 24-meter-long female deer falling from the sky, "Tornado, how many did you kill today?"

"A bunch of rats!" Tornado said unhappily, "But they're not that few, it's just that these bastards are too good at hiding."

"That's you trash! I blew up a bunch of them! I'm the best." The huge space shuttle that passed by quickly turned into an explosion with an excited expression.

"All very good, the attack... I think you should prepare a battle report for Megatron, can you do it?" Lancer gave advice to a group of robots like an old father.

"Understood, Mr. Lancer. I'll send it right away." The battle summary was completed in an instant and sent out. Megatron, who was helping Wagner solve some problems that had to be solved, was a little surprised, but he didn't hate such a reaction.

"By the way, if it is really convenient, please summarize the problems Atlas encountered in this battle and send it to Irons if possible. Do you have his email address?" Lancer looked up at the attack that stood up.

"Yes." Attack didn't say much, just nodded, and then caught the energy block thrown by Tiancheng. I don't know if it was because Lancer gave them life, the tank team was particularly friendly to Lancer and Lancer's harem. When Fraud was catching the energy from Fei Ma, he didn't bend down to catch it, but half-knelt down.

"Very good, I'll let Irons pay you later." Lancer nodded, looking at these big guys with great satisfaction. They were strong and obedient. No wonder Megatron positioned them as his new guards after seeing them.

"Not really."

"But that's the rule."

"it is good."

2-103 Battles outside the battlefield

"Here!" Lancer handed an energy block to Lightning. The flying team that had just landed also received another block each and were drinking it happily. After all, it was a bit strange for the Decepticons to have energy blocks to show off after every battle.

What they didn't know was that the tank team nearby, because of their good attitude, did whatever the big battleships told them to do and were ordered to distribute things and help with carrying. By now, each of them had consumed three energy blocks. The Scam had turned into a BTR80, pretending to be dead, because he was too drunk.

In response, the attackers said that after helping Fei Ma, they would return to the city of Kherson and then attack again in the form of the Hun Tian Bao to consume some of the energy. This was collectively agreed by the tank team.

"When we were about to leave, the Skrulls sent reinforcements and counterattacked. They're a bunch of rats in the burrows." Lightning finished the energy block in two gulps and turned into an M1 main battle tank. Next to him was a noisy T80U, and a group of Atlas soldiers were loading ammunition boxes onto the vehicle. Of course, the Swindle who was pretending to be dead on the side did not escape the fate of being filled with ammunition boxes.

Lancer sat on the turret of Lightning, "You don't mind if I smoke, do you?" Lightning certainly didn't mind, "The enemy's counterattack is an inevitable result. Generally speaking, Wagner and Atlas are now facing their first big test." Lancer shook his head, "If the Russian army doesn't leave, Zaporizhia and Mariupol are two tough bones that will be enough to break Wagner's teeth."