Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"..." 95 twitched his lips, stared at the agent, stood up straight, and showed a perfect smile on his face, "Commander, is there anything you want to eat? 97 and I will prepare it for you."

"Hmm?" Lanser looked at 95 in front of him with some surprise. What else can be eaten in this damn place? What else can you make besides green shell rice dumplings? Lanser was confused. "If possible, a simple vegetable soup with rice, a hot meal. By the way, do you have meat?" Lanser didn't intend to give 95 any difficult questions, so he picked something that was not too troublesome and asked 95 to cook it.

95 nodded, motioning Chuntian to help him, and the two walked into the workbench of the coffee shop together. At this time, M4 also turned his head and said something to Binjiang. Binjiang nodded, stood up and took something out of the space and handed it to M4. M4 threw it directly over. Lanser saw that it was a bag of packaged Chinese cabbage. It seemed that although his vegetable rice porridge might not have green vegetables, it still had some fresh vegetables, which made Lanser, who had been eating green shell rice dumplings for a few days, swallow his saliva subconsciously.

"This was slaughtered outside the city. The soup cannot be made without oil." Fei Ma threw out a sheep with a broken neck. AR15 dragged it away with a dagger in his hand. Obviously, AR15 thought that this sheep, which was probably domesticated but had been wild for a while, should taste good.

Seeing his girls busy, Lancer shrugged and wanted to stand up, but was held down by Tiancheng. "As our husbands, just wait here for your wives to serve the dishes they made with love. The kitchen is the wives' territory, and you cannot give in on this point."

"..." Binjiang was stunned for a moment, looked at Lanse, looked at the snacks in her hand, then looked at 95 and Chuntian who were cooking, and Fei Ma who was naturally standing next to her. She was helping to wash the vegetables and communicating with 95 at the same time. Binjiang walked to Lanse and sat down, "Here!" She pushed the snack in her hand to Lanse, and then knocked away the claw that Tiancheng stretched out.

"Stingy!" Tiancheng looked speechlessly at Binjiang who was feeding Lan Se with snacks, "You bully me because I can't put things in my space!" Tiancheng said angrily. His space was filled with the fire source. Fei Ma even wanted to throw the Book of Vishandi lying in her space into Tiancheng's space.

But after thinking about it, Lancer rejected this very tempting idea. After all, for Lancer, this would expose a little secret of his own. After all, the Book of Vishanti has a book spirit, which has given so much help, and it doesn't seem appropriate to treat it like this.

Of course, it is also possible that his little secret is not worth mentioning in front of Zhiyi, because Gu Yi can travel through time and space, as long as he wants, no secret can escape his eyes...

There is another less important reason, which is that Lanser feels that the Book of Vishanti and the Spark Source are not good people. It is almost certain that they will cause trouble in the space of Sky City. A fight between the two artifacts... Such a good show is not common.

Although Lancer did see it in his memory, yes, the ring and the arm armor fought for years! But this was seen from the main perspective in the memory after all, and he was still the unlucky guy who drained energy when they fought, which was very boring!

Because no matter how he fought, Lanser would be the one who got into trouble in the end! After bearing the Source Ring and the Psychic Arm Guard, Lanser had headaches for a period of time.

"Okay, Binjiang, give her a bag." Lan Se touched Binjiang's little hand and smiled as he helped Tiancheng get snacks.

"Oh! Since you asked, then of course there is no problem." Binjiang took out a bag of snacks and a wine gourd, "The last bit of sake, do you want it?"

"You actually still hid this!" Tiancheng came over quickly, took it and started pouring it into his mouth.

"Don't drink too much. You have to take care of your own body!" Lan Se knocked on his greedy big fox and said unhappily.

"Don't worry! I just want to have a few drinks, it's okay." Tiancheng said with a smile, wagging his tail happily.

"Both of them are almost full!" Binjiang decisively interrupted.

"Hmph! Commander...Steve is entering the city."

"Well, it's about time."

"Perseus is here too."

"puff……"

2-112 A large group of theatergoers

"I have to say, you did a great job! The Ukrainian refugee militia has begun to return on a large scale." Perseus still gave Lancer face and did not directly enter Kherson wearing the garb of the Hydra Lord, but...

"Hydra..." Steve's eyes immediately became sharp. He looked at Perseus in front of him, "Sure enough, you guys showed up after all."

"If you think a group of Ukrainian civilians are Hydra, it only shows that your eyes are blurry." Perseus looked at

Glancing at Steve, Perseus said, "I thought you were not a nationalist, Steve Rogers, but it seems that some things are deeply rooted in the souls of you Americans."

"What do you mean?" Steve was stunned. He never expected that Perseus would refute from this angle. In other words, the crazy people of Hydra have always been fanatical and proud (Serpent Shield:). For them, being a Hydra is their proudest identity, so they will never hide anything.

The situation of the more than 100 people that Perseus brought into the city was indeed very consistent with Steve's stereotype of Hydra. A group of energetic soldiers, holding equipment with the Hydra logo (although this logo is a bit strange), led by a leader, entered a city aggressively. Look at these four columns, even the US military can't get out. Yes, the only thing missing is a set of black military uniforms, gas masks, and a German helmet (Krieg:???).

"In this country, many people have weapons. The US military, Russians, Skrulls, the former Ukrainian army, many people have guns, lots of guns." Perseus pointed to Lancer, who was leaning back in a chair waiting for dinner and watching the show, waiting for Perseus and Steve to fight. "And this is one of the world's top arms dealers!"

Steve looked back and saw that it was Lancer who was looking forward to a good show. "You have obviously already looked for him. His price is not high and can be said to be the most suitable for you." Steve has been to the town of Lancer, where he replenished a lot of ammunition and supplies. The Hydra content in the town was already so much that he gave up.

Of course, he also understood why Lancer did this. In a place like this, it was originally a mess. Just like Lancer said, whoever is still fighting aliens and helping to save the earthlings, he will provide supplies to them! At this time, it doesn't matter whether it is Hydra or not.

In particular, the NATO Joint Command gave Hydra's Ukrainian branch a legal cover, calling it the Ukrainian Civilian Resistance Organization, and then Hydra's Ukrainian branch operated almost openly under this name.

Steve was naturally aware of this situation, and he didn't even have much ill will towards this Hydra branch itself, because except for the time when they were fighting with the Skrulls, when they were often too fanatical and suffered heavy casualties, you couldn't even find any fault with them in other aspects, which was very interesting.

"Yes, but this guy wants money. Even if his price is so cheap that it's like doing charity, it still costs money." Perseus took a cup of coffee from the plate in Springfield's hand. "And the weapons provided by Hydra, except for the emblem that many people don't like, are free!"

"..." Steve stared at him, as if judging whether what he said was true, but... the fact was there, this was the fact. During the time he was replenishing ammunition here at Lancer, he always felt that war was really a thing that made people poor. This was the premise that Lancer did not make any money. In other war zones, a 30-round AK magazine with bullets would cost at least $100. You couldn't take it away if you had less!

But this does not mean that Steve agrees with what the man in front of him said. The aura exuded by these soldiers behind him is too familiar to Steve! You say he is not Hydra, but Hydra itself does not believe it!

"Well, if you must insist on this, hail hydra! Are you satisfied? Do you need me to stand at attention and make some gestures?" Perseus teased Steve, and with an expression that his patience was about to run out, he came close to Steve face to face.

"Guys, are you going to kiss?" Stark circled in the air and landed with his adopted son. However, Stark landed in a standard heroic manner, while his adopted son slowed down obediently and stood on the ground. The adopted son here refers to Will Underwood. After all, he has to call him godfather every time he wears the clothes.

"Hydra..." Behind them fell Doom, who was wearing a mask and whose expression could not be seen. He stared at the team on the ground with cold eyes. Latveria was located in Northern Europe. It was impossible for Doom to know nothing about Hydra. As for his attitude towards Hydra, it was very difficult to say. Perhaps only after Doom and Hydra faced each other alone could he know the true attitude.

"So your people are all here, do you want to fight?" Perseus looked at the people in front of him who kept falling behind Steve, sneered, and looked completely unconcerned. The 300 soldiers behind him did not disband at all, and stood behind him like sculptures.

On the opposite side, even Doom stood behind Steve. Although he didn't like Stark, he still had a good impression of Steve, an old-fashioned man with a high moral index.

Of course, the premise is that Steve doesn't confront him...

That's not all. Perseus glanced at the three people sitting at the table behind Lancer. There was a young man wearing a Marun combat uniform, a guy in a suit, and a pervert at the end (Deadpool: Author, come here! Explain yourself! Who's the pervert?). The three of them were looking at him. They hid their murderous intent very well.

But their gazes still made Perseus feel uneasy.

Perseus didn't even have to guess who the other party was. Their fighting power was definitely not weak. Under the current circumstances, Perseus had no doubt that when the battle started, the other party would join the battle without hesitation.

"So are you guys going to fight or not? If not, come over and have a cup of coffee. Steve, the person in front of you is a retired colonel from the GRU Ukraine region of the former Soviet Union." Lancer didn't say who he was, he just made up an identity and didn't say a name, "Codename Mask."

"..." Steve looked at Lancer with a look that said "keep making it up", but he also understood that Lancer's interruption meant that they should not fight here. After all, whether it was the Civilian Resistance Organization or the Ukrainian branch of Hydra, they were now fighting the Skrulls! Especially behind enemy lines, he shook his head and walked towards the table where Lancer was.

"Why did you ask them to come here today?" Stark sat down between Steve and Lancer, acting as a middleman. Seeing that Steve had no intention of speaking, he asked a very realistic question on Steve's behalf.

After Steve sat down at the table, Springfield brought him coffee. Steve looked at Springfield in surprise. It was hand-ground coffee, a reward for him for not going against the commander.

"I called them over? This guy came over by himself after smelling the scent." Lancer denied that he was the one who called Perseus over. It was indeed not him, because it was Perseus who told Lancer that he would come over. Lancer thought that it should take at least a day or two, but what he didn't expect was that Perseus entered the city after nightfall.

"Mr. Masked, please tell us your target so that everyone can feel more at ease." Doom looked at Perseus in front of him with confusion in his eyes. He always felt that he had seen this guy somewhere before, but he searched the currently known keywords and could not find this person's appearance, so he could only give up.

"Contact Atlas. We have reached the limit of the number of people we have hidden. Can the next people we rescue be sent to Kherson? There are enough houses here." Perseus said an unimportant goal. The most important goal was to update the Skrull defense map obtained from the Decepticons' large-scale scan from Lancer (intelligence collected from Roadblock). This map saved them a lot of trouble in the previous stage.

And because of the unremitting bombing of the human army, the Decepticon Air Force and Chkalov, the Skrull defense line on the ground changed very quickly, to the point where it was shrinking almost every day, but if you pretend it doesn't exist, I'm sorry, you will immediately get a very realistic lesson.

"That doesn't sound difficult." Stark nodded. Steve was drinking coffee silently, and didn't seem to have any opinions. "Then you..." Stark seemed to want to continue talking. At this moment, Steve seemed to have made a decision. After putting down the coffee cup in his hand, he suddenly punched Perseus opposite him. This time, he used less strength, just the strength that an ordinary person should have.

Perseus was not polite at all. After the pick-and-roll, he immediately pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed Steve. The two of them sat there without moving, and just quickly countered each other's moves.

"Be careful!" As soon as the two started fighting, the agent wanted to hold them down, but was stopped by Lancer who stood up. He stared at them for so long, just to watch this! ? Let them fight! Perseus, this old guy, I haven't seen his true ability yet! Old man, it's your turn to show off your skills today.

"Soviet fighting techniques..."

"So will I if you want...Germany! Captain America!"

2-113 Finale, Landing

"Bang..." After three minutes of quick attack and defense, Steve and Perseus couldn't help but kick the table in front of them. However, after the two kicked each other, they jumped up almost at the same time, and their wild fists were kicked away by the spinning kick that arrived first.

"The old man is quite skilled." Stark looked at the two people fighting with fists and feet in front of him with surprise. In order to see more clearly, he even opened his visor and watched the fierce fight between the two people in front of him. Perseus's strength was indeed beyond his expectations.

The fight between the two has now attracted a large group of people, so much so that Lancer had to arrange for Atlas officers to set up defenses. This is not because he is worried that the Hydra soldiers brought by Perseus will fight with Atlas, but because the two sides have cooperated many times and they know very well that they do not regard each other as enemies, and they will occasionally help each other.

So at this moment, the people of Atlas began to restore order, and these soldiers began to disband their formation and entered a state of watching the show. In other words, it was a war zone, and they could not open the market or buy some melon seeds and peanuts. Many people looked at Lancer and his friends with envy. After all, they had not had coffee for a long time.

"Which old man are you talking about?" Lancer looked at the two people fighting in front of him. It is true that the older a person is, the stronger his fighting power is. When Steve did not use strength to overwhelm others, Perseus's skilled fighting skills made Steve, who had never received formal fighting training and was completely relying on fighting, very uncomfortable.

This is not to say that Steve is not strong. On the contrary, Lancer feels that these two guys are very strong! Although Lancer has been practicing American Iai all his life, he has basically given up on using slow and steady techniques to hone his fighting skills. After all, in this life, he has only occasionally

Just two shots in a less intense fight.

But that doesn't mean Lanser doesn't have enough vision. The fighting performance of these two "old guys" has already surprised Lanser. If it were two ordinary veterans, they would have been knocked down and subdued by these two old guys. At least Lanser felt that if he went up, it might only take one round before he could slap the ground and surrender.

"Old men... well, they are indeed two old men." Stark was stunned for a moment, then he got the point of Lancer's dry humor. Stark twitched his mouth. These two were indeed "old men" in theory, but the fighting level of these two old men was much higher than that of the guys who were not old men yet. "It's just average. The old men move too much and are prone to fractures due to osteoporosis." If anyone wanted to add insult to injury, it was Tony Stark.

Several people nearby cast their eyes over here. How could these two guys, singing the same tune, say such hurtful words! ?

"That's enough, Steve, if you don't plan to use your full strength." Lancer noticed that it seemed that because this side was too lively, even the tank convoy was attracted here. The Diggers had left, called away by Megatron. Anyway, they had a lot of things to do recently. The Russian army had already been defeated on Wagner's side, but the opponent's troops' offensive process was no longer stumbling. The losses were not great, but various problems occurred frequently, forcing Wagner to go and deal with the opponent.

"Are you looking down on me?!" Perseus narrowed his eyes and looked at Steve in front of him. The fighting skills of this little bastard were very crude, but relying on his great strength and quick reaction, he was able to withstand his attacks and even suppress his attacks.

"No... just relatively, fairer!" Steve raised his hand and pushed the old man in front of him. Is the old man easy to deal with? Damn, my ribs are aching! But Steve can guarantee that this old guy himself is not feeling well! And this old guy's fighting skills may be tough, but when it comes to being insidious and vicious, this old bastard will definitely not be polite.

"Fair?" Perseus sneered. "It seems that people really look down on you because of your age! So what about this?" Perseus lifted his right hand like a magic trick. When he raised it again, he was holding a dagger in his backhand. And that's not all. When Steve was about to say something, he shook his left hand and a dagger that was longer than the dagger in his right hand appeared in his hand. He held both blades in his backhand. "Now... let me see the gold content of the World War II legend?!"

"When we pass by, we usually..." Steve kicked Perseus' calf with a sweeping kick, intending to destroy the opponent's balance first, but unexpectedly, Perseus's movements were faster than him! The whole person pounced on him like a cheetah, and the double swords in his hands showed a cold light, ready to end the battle with this blow.

But Steve was not panicked at all. He bent down and dismounted as if the previous dream kick did not exist. At the same time, he punched out fiercely with his left fist. This time, Steve did not hold back. If this punch had landed, Perseus would have lost half his life at Steve's hands. "When it comes to situations like this, just use a gun!"

"This is not romantic at all!" Perseus continued to move forward, and the moment he blocked with his left hand, the dagger in his right hand had already slashed towards Steve's waist and abdomen like a poisonous snake. Today he is going to have a fight with Captain America's kidneys!

Steve didn't give in and continued to attack without hesitation. Long combat experience told Steve that you must not hesitate during a fight. Once you hesitate, you are doomed to lose. This kind of mysterious thing is basically a pure feeling. But after hesitation, you can only use about 70% to 80% of your ability at most. If you are afraid... then it's over. It would be polite to be able to use half of your ability.

"These two old guys are really serious..." Lanser looked at the two people in front of him who were attacking and defending quickly, shook his head speechlessly, and flicked his hand. A series of bracelets flew out of Lanser's body, and three ten-rings separated the two people when they fought fiercely in the third round. "That's it. If you keep fighting, you two bastards will definitely knock down the other side."

"……" He hit the two people on the shield hard, and looked at Lanser who was sitting on the side watching the show speechlessly.

"If you want to intervene? Why not earlier?" Once again, he punched the energy shield of the ten rings.

"Yes, just a little longer..." With the same look, Perseus said with some regret that if Lancer hadn't stopped him, he would have stabbed Steve with those two blows, and the sequelae of his life would have taken root today.

"Okay, it's almost time for you two. Sit down and have a cup of coffee. I called you here today for something." Lanser shook his head. These two old guys, why are they so unwilling to admit their age? They really just make friends with fists when they have a disagreement.

"Is it about the Decepticons?" Doom glanced at the soldiers not far away. It had been a night in Kherson, but there was no doubt that ordinary civilians had long since run away, and the streets were not just deserted, but there were no shops open at all. So even if these soldiers wanted to take a walk, it would be impossible.

“Is this a matter of the Vatican?

?” Steve, with a grin, gave the answer first. In fact, there has always been a knight group from the Holy See. It is very likely that they will enter Ukraine on a large scale to clean up underground creatures, just like the one in New York. They are not very interested in the war between humans and aliens.

In their opinion, the war between humans and Skrulls is not something they need to worry about, and the great powers will not allow a group of aliens to seize territory on Earth. Because the world knows very well that there are only two or three countries that can truly claim to be free, and the rest are just those under their control.

So for the Holy See, what they need to do is still the same as it did a thousand years ago, which is to protect their believers from the erosion of darkness.

"It seems that the news has spread. Just like in New York, they have sent out a knight group to land in Ukraine and then go to look for those dark creatures that have retreated to Poland, Germany, Czechoslovakia and other countries. They have obviously re-established their influence." Lancer briefly introduced the situation he knew. "But we can't be sure now whether the other side really just wants to search for those hidden underground creatures, or if they are just trying to catch rabbits by robbing haystacks."

"What does this have to do with us!" Perseus sneered. So far, the Ukrainian branch of Hydra has not had any contact with the Holy See, and the two sides have been in a state of not interfering with each other. But now, it seems that the Holy See is planning to make a big move.

"No, it does matter. You are a civilian resistance organization, and the relationship between you and them is complementary." Lanser said with a wry smile, "After all, for many people, dying at the hands of aliens and dying at the hands of these underground creatures are actually the same in terms of the results." Lanser knocked on the table, signaling everyone to pay attention.

"How long will they arrive?" Tony Stark said simply. Just like Lancer said, the death at the hands of aliens and the death at the hands of black creatures, combined, is not as valuable as the head of the family. Yes, value! Norman Osborn has made a huge amount of money from these aliens, but Stark is here, he will definitely not do the same as that old bastard.

"According to the last contact, it was one hour and 28 minutes ago." Lancer took a tactical panel from the agent, which was clearly marked. "It will probably arrive late tonight."

"Okay. Tony Stark, be careful!

"Okay, Old Lady Lancer!"

2-114 Anaheim's Strange Technical Documents

"Good day, Knight Valentine." A muscular man who was not wearing chain mail walked up to a group of people, bowed slightly to Lancer, and then nodded to others as a greeting.

"He is a great knight." Steve saw that Stark looked very unconvinced and wanted to say something, so he sighed and said, "The Vatican conferred him the title."

"An arms dealer?! Grand Knight? The Vatican is crazy." Stark's face was full of disbelief, and he smacked his lips. Why don't you send me one too? Look at the scale of my industry... Okay, I've cut it off, but shouldn't it be worth a knight commander?

If Lancer knew about Stark's rich psychological activities, he would definitely suggest that he spend a little money and go to the Explosive Peace Prize next door to win one. After all, many things there are not so strict, and Stark can still use some special means behind the scenes.

"Hello, Knight. I have received a notice from the Holy See. I will try my best to gather the items you need." Lancer's expression was quite serious. After learning that the other party was coming, he asked his wives to count the divine weapons in their own space, and contacted Koko to go to several ports to pick up the equipment sent by the Holy See.

Koko, who was asked to run extra errands and work overtime, angrily accused Lancer on the phone, saying that it was unacceptable to order people around like this, he was almost entering the port, and you did this. Lancer said that he could make things difficult for HCLI, and Koko immediately said that as a believer, it was an honor to be able to contribute to the Vatican.

In short, the dirty deal between the two people has become smoother and smoother. As the only existing Anaheim representative, Lancer has plenty of reasons to cause trouble for the Corporate Alliance, especially in suppressing the scale of the Corporate Alliance. As a projection of national interests, Anaheim has plenty of reasons to block anything the Corporate Alliance does.

But here's where things get interesting. Anaheim recently got a ticket to join the Corporate Alliance... So yesterday, when Norman Osborn was chatting with Lancer on a satellite phone, he said that when he saw the word Anaheim appear in the alliance list, he felt like the representative of the European Parliament discovered that there was a United Kingdom in the EU list.

Damn it, there really is a traitor among us! But because Anaheim holds the Decepticon technology, the entire corporate alliance can only accept the joining of this traitor! What does it mean to be so angry that your teeth itch, but you have to shake hands with a smile.

As the only representative of Anaheim, Lancer could only smile bitterly and say that he didn't want to either. How about Norman pay a little money to buy his shares in Anaheim? Norman Osborn decisively refused, saying that for capitalists, throwing traitors into the stinking ditch was the most merciful way to execute them.

As for another folk antique in Anaheim, Irons was desperately refusing Lancer's request to carry it.

You're the only traitor in the Enterprise Alliance. The Anaheim shares I have will be used to trade technology for the Decepticons sooner or later.

When Irons said this, Frank Underwood, who was also sitting in the living room, looked at his brother with some surprise, and then looked at his wife. Anaheim's interests and even political influence will be huge, and it even has the potential to shoulder some of the responsibilities for the five permanent members.

But his brother refused just because he said no! Such courage is extraordinary! But maybe he also saw it clearly. After all, the company has just been established, and some rules and regulations have been introduced, and the first rule of this system was proposed by Lanser.

The first one is to set up a board of directors, but without a chairman position, and the chairmanship of the board will be rotated by people who hold more than 10% of the shares, directly blocking several countries with smaller shareholdings from the qualification. Therefore, this "mature and patriotic" proposal was supported by more than 80% of the shareholders. Guess which ones opposed it? ! After the five permanent members, the largest shareholding ratios are held by Germany and Japan, 7% each.

Lancer himself holds only 1% of the shares, but he has the endorsement of the Decepticon leader Megatron, and now his vote represents a full 36% of the shares (ultimately, the Decepticons hold 33% of the shares, Atlas 2%, and Azur Shipping 1%). In other words, if Lancer agrees, the matter has already been decided within the board of directors. As long as any two of the five permanent members stand with Lancer, the matter will be passed overwhelmingly.

Then there was an almost immediate backstab. Lancer, who had the idea of ​​using force to endorse the corporate alliance in the previous second, instantly became the first executive director of Anaheim, which made Lancer feel a headache. Does this count as wearing the yellow robe?

In retaliation for Wuchang's mess, Lancer created a new file in Anaheim's official system (a system created by humanoids), "Feasibility Study Report on Humanoid Mobile Weapons (Mobile Suit)", and then created a new downstream document "Generalpurpose Utility Non Discontinuty Augmentation Mannuenveringweapon wystem (Manned general purpose continuous combat enhanced combat system) Outlook", and then created downstream documents "Ground Combat", "Naval Combat", "Space Combat", and "General Use in All Fields".

Essentially, Lancer's behavior is like when you were in high school or college and you were surprised to find a file labeled "game" in the school computer. Then you opened it and found a lot of game files, such as Red Alert, StarCraft, Warcraft, Diablo, etc. Are you a little excited? You found that you might be able to have fun here. Isn't this more exciting than going to an Internet cafe? !

And then going down, haha... they are all big pig's trotters.

same same!

However, Lancer's boring behavior did not attract the attention of Wu Chang and others at the first time, but it attracted the attention of his wives. A group of humanoids blinked their eyes. Could this mobile suit be talking about them? No, it should be said that it was the heavy-duty combat robot technology of the military.

Then, SOPII, as the mecha master, went to ask Lancer what this MS meant. As a result, he heard a combat robot about 18 meters tall, similar to the Decepticons, with a cockpit using a 360° all-around skylight, and the robot's equipment was about ten times larger than current human weapons, as well as a bunch of messy settings.

After listening for a long time, SOPII twitched her face, "Isn't this just nonsense? What's the point? Without the reaction and mobility of the Decepticons, isn't it just a target?"