Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

Lancer's goal was not to behead Gravik. This guy was hiding very deeply now, and he knew that the big country was definitely looking for him and wanted to kill him, so it was almost impossible to find direct news about him now. Moreover, they no longer held large-scale online meetings like before, so naturally there was no chance for Lancer's girls to find him. Instead, other fools tried to re-contact the Skrulls in Ukraine, but were sold out by Lancer and became local performance.

Now that the United States and Russia have been dealt a heavy blow, there is no need for Lancer to fight to the death with this bastard. After all, it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies. For humans, the most important thing is to wipe out all the Skrulls who were killed by the human world.

"What's more, we are operating together with the Decepticons, let alone a surprise attack..." SOPII's eyes became bright, "This is a complete destruction!"

Megatron made such a bold arrangement for no other reason than that, after Atlas and Wagner completed their respective goals (but both had flaws, as they only completed the occupation of cities and main roads, and some villages and towns needed to be cleared), the US and Russian armies determined that part of the Skrull main force, which had been mobilized because of the news that Lancer had released the Doomsday Warehouse, had now completely collapsed after suffering a series of blows.

After the Soviet veterans fought to the death and consumed their lives, the Skrulls who finally succeeded in capturing the doomsday warehouse found in despair that Atlas had begun to land. And behind them, in the small town that Lancer had created silently, there were soldiers from various countries, which represented at least three times the number of battles, attacks on transportation, capture teams, logistics storage points, their headquarters, and even some small-scale troops were targeted by this group of lunatics when they cooperated.

Ultimately, even though the Skrulls got the Doomsday Warehouse, the supplies they took out were not enough to consume, so they had to give up the spoils they had already obtained and began to flee on a large scale due to the lack of sufficient vehicles and supplies. This evacuation battle was almost painful for them. After all, it was not just the three MiG-29s of the Decepticons that loved to lick the ground.

Perhaps in the air battle, human fighters still suffered heavy losses when facing the Skrulls' technologically superior combat shuttles. But at this time, they were already licking the ground like paramecium, so what kind of difficulty was there, not to mention that more professional armed helicopters had also joined the licking army.

After a large group of armed helicopters began to break into the battle, the scene was really exciting. Under the probe of the high-definition multi-functional pod, the armed helicopters lined up in a row and swept wildly without letting any of them go. Only by hiding in the building before they were discovered could you barely save your life.

After being chased all the way, Atlas and Wagner chased them and officially launched the attack! With the main force in the southeast of Ukraine already defeated, the Skrulls naturally did not have much confidence and awareness to resist the human advance.

When everyone came to their senses, the situation on the south side of the battlefield had almost been decided, which surprised many people. After all, the Skrulls had an army of more than 100,000 at the least.

, tanks, heavy artillery, and fighter planes were all available. The troops deployed by Wagner and Atlas did not exceed 7 at most, which was almost twice the force difference, but they almost quickly achieved an annihilation battle.

It can only be said that the Soviet veterans carried everything on their shoulders! They greatly consumed the spirit of the Skrulls. Their tenacity made the Skrulls, who were originally in high spirits, suddenly realize a problem: humans are not spineless. Every step they take is a pool of blood mixed with their own blood and humans!

Lancer now wanted a quick but decisive battle, so he found Megatron, and then reached an agreement with the Russians through Prigogin, and Lancer directly persuaded Ross. When Lancer and his men launched the attack, the United States and Russia would launch a powerful surprise attack, and then meet at Red Liman!

No one wants the battle to drag on! With the help of Amagi, Lancer, who has pushed this plan forward to the present, also feels that it is almost time to end this battle. The hammer that falls in the end will sentence the Skrulls to their own fate of being killed for their evil deeds!

"But if we are not hiding anything, then attack with all your strength." After saying that, at Lancer's signal, M4, who was sitting by the door, opened the cabin door, and along with the night wind, there was the manic sound of the blades cutting through the air. Not far away from them, the side door of the surfboard flying parallel to them also opened. Sandman and John, who were holding heavy machine guns, were looking over with a smile. The bright green night light in the cabin allowed them to see each other's faces.

"I just don't know if the old man can arrive in time. After all, they have been marching in silence since that day, and we haven't been able to contact them at all." SOPII blinked. The commander was murderous, and there was really nothing to say! Let's ignite the war. Isn't their Griffin best at crawling out of this kind of ruined war?

"Him? He will be here. Apart from anything else, they will not miss such an opportunity!" Lancer stood up holding the handrail, his eyes seemed to be burning, "I didn't think that I would be so eager for a war! Speaking of which, do you have any news about them?" Lancer lowered his head and glanced down. It was very rare to see several convoys of cars running on the ground with their headlights on, not afraid of the long-range attacks that might be attracted. Of course, if these convoys were Decepticons... then they really had nothing to fear.

"I'm sorry, we just know that they are approaching, but we don't know their exact location..." Yunxuan said honestly. In fact, Yunxuan was very familiar with scenes like today's. He often took a dozen or twenty soldiers out to carry out surprise attacks.

"Did you bring the stuff?" The mother leaned close to Chkalov's ear and whispered, "Although he is a little reluctant, it seems that he can't be restrained today. So in order to ensure his safety, the clothes he is wearing now are a little bit worse."

"Don't worry, the one in my lab is just a shell. I always carry the real thing with me." Chkalov smiled. "What do you two mean? Do you want to stop Fei Ma from going crazy? This is to send the commander into the war!"

"Go, go. My health is not very good, so I have to follow him." Tiancheng seemed to remember his character of poor health at this time. He smiled and covered his mouth with a fan, with a smile on his face.

"Why stop him? We in Donghuang really can't understand why you made that thing if you don't want to give it to him. Is it to tempt him?" Binjiang, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, held his Thousand Machine Umbrella with a smile on his face.

"Then it looks like we're in agreement."

"Who asked us to spoil him?"

2-118 There are too many shareholders!

"...Night Devil Squad reporting! This is Eagle's Nest...Night Devil Squad reporting!" After Lancer confirmed the combat plan, the US and Russian armies not only agreed to the corresponding combat plan, but also wanted to see where Lancer got the confidence to carry out such a battle, so they each sent special forces to infiltrate the battlefield to see the situation.

"Eagle's Nest... I wonder if we have any super weapons deployed on the battlefield?!" A soldier wearing a full set of the most advanced equipment the US military has equipped, but now they are looking at the scene in front of them with disbelief.

"What happened? Soldier, this is General Ross, reporting truthfully." Ross immediately cut into the communication.

"We were just attacked by several Skrull abomination warriors." After saying this, Ross felt a burning pain on his face, and his facial muscles began to twitch unnaturally, but the soldier continued. "Then...then a demonstrator wearing power armor rushed in, and killed them all with one shot, and then..."

"... and then what!" Ross exchanged a glance with his left and right. As the inventor of the Abomination, he certainly knew the strength of the Abomination. To be honest, after being attacked by several Abominations, Ross wanted to ask how many people were left and whether they needed to evacuate urgently, but it seemed that the other party was rescued. "And what about Tony Stark's Iron Man suit?"

Is there any need to say how much the US military covets Stark's Iron Man suit? They have used almost all the political, military, and economic forces they can use. As long as Stark hands over this suit,

Iron Man Suit, even if you want the position of President of the United States, it is not impossible to negotiate! Of course, it may just be a talk, and as long as Stark is not stupid, he will not take this big pot.

So when the captain of the special forces on the front line mentioned this, Ross naturally thought of the power armor that had obsessed the entire US military and made him finally give up the idea of ​​becoming a super soldier!

"No, no... Damn it, General, I'm applying to activate the satellite data link... See it with your own eyes!" The special forces officer smacked his lips and said bluntly.

"I agree!" General Ross nodded in agreement.

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"Frank! War Room! Quick!" Frank Underwood, who was used as a liaison representative for the Democratic Party due to the war in Ukraine, was waiting in the White House for a meeting with the president and his advisers. But for some reason, the president hadn't come yet. At this time, a general suddenly opened the door and said something to Frank. When Frank came out, the general added, "You owe me a big favor."

"Yes, I will help you solve that scandal problem." Frank said with a smile. No matter what the reason was, being able to watch it directly in the war room meant that something incredible must have happened.

"Instead of thinking about this, you might as well make up a reason right away. After all, we 'broke in'." The general nodded in satisfaction and spoke quickly.

"This is easy!" Frank Underwood said confidently, and then he made up excuses along the way, but they were of no use at all, because when he entered, everyone was staring at the screen in front of them.

Frank Underwood also froze in his place, "Oh my God..."

The same scene was repeated in almost the same situation in every place.

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"Inject capital, stop talking nonsense, download all the information, I don't care whether you can understand it or not, someone has already put the answer in front of you. If you still can't understand it, then let's replace it with someone who can understand it!" After hanging up the phone, Emperor Putin slumped in his chair.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were somewhat fierce. "Anaheim has too many shareholders. No, too many. His shares are too few. Humph!"

"Contact the United States. We don't need so many controlling parties." He turned to look at the Minister of Foreign Affairs. "Also, check. Those who are not shareholders of Anaheim Company, and those who will not be shareholders of Anaheim Company, don't need these technologies."

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"Chairman!" A young staff member rushed into the meeting holding a notebook, "Emergency! Anaheim seems to have invested in a technical prototype in Hongliman."

"Oh? So wasteful?"

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"Can anyone tell me what this is?" Nicolas Sarkozy pounded the table and pointed at the image on the satellite screen.

"Power Armor, most likely... it's a prototype of the Anaheim company that invented it." A general stared at the company representatives who dared not speak. "Fuck, you spent 10 dollars to tell me this is fake? Say it again? Fake?! Do you want to ask the Skrulls who were crushed by it whether it is fake or not?!

"Contact him! I think we are too late! But contact him and pay the money quickly! Tell GIAT to reconvene the team and tell them that they are wrong and it is their problem that they cannot understand it. They have taken it out."

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"Anaheim? I think Mr. Lancer will need some support. Let's find him. What's a knight? His deeds are worthy of a knighthood." An elderly man wearing a top hat and a monocle looked at the scene in front of him with a smile on his face. "Humans, we need to embrace these progressive things to survive."

The scene in front of him was certainly not comparable to the United States and Russia, which had sent out troops to film the scene at close range, but it still made him excited. "One person can form an army. Is this guy trying to tell us this? How interesting."

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"This is the Messiah that was prophesied to come!" The Pope and a group of cardinals looked at the scene in front of them with ecstasy!

The huge flames burst out from behind April Fool's Day, crossing the battlefield like the wings of an angel, and April Fool's Day, charging with his lance raised high, crushed everything that blocked his way.

"It's still the original product that has not been blessed by God! Humanity is only one step away from taking control of its own destiny! Find Mr. Lancer. Money is not a problem, resources are not a problem. We will prepare a super-large-scale mass! 7 years! After 7 years, mankind will have his patron saint!"

The above countries want

Francel didn't know about it yet, and even if he knew, he had no time to think about it! Because the battle rhythm of April Fool's Day was much faster than he imagined, almost to the point where he couldn't keep up!

The simplest description is... the normal running speed of a human is just over ten kilometers per hour, and when Lancer drove the propulsion and suspension into the Red Liman just now, the speed was 210 kilometers per hour! A team of Skrull soldiers appeared in his sight for only a flash, and then turned into a bloody mist. Yes, Lancer ran straight into them! One row of the two rows of Skrulls was smashed to pieces, and the other row was directly blown away by the air wave, and they hit the wall and died.

(The most fantastic part about Tony Stark's Iron Man suit in my opinion is the part where Stark plays with the US F22 in the air. Even if it is not supersonic, it is still a collision at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour!)

It wasn't that Lancer wanted to make things so bloody, but he was rushing too fast for a moment and was completely unable to react. When he began to slow down, a BMP1 armored vehicle appeared in his sight. Lancer made up his mind, pushed in reverse to full throttle, and displayed the impact bolt on his arm.

Then, at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour, a drill was pushed up, and the impact bolt sensing the impact automatically started to operate at the rear. As the rear mechanism hit, a special destructive field erupted, and the force that could break the mirror core instantly shattered the entire BMP armored vehicle and the nearby ground.

At this time, of course, the Skrulls noticed Lancer's seemingly unusually brave behavior. The three-headed abomination instantly smashed the glass window and jumped out of the room, wanting to punish Lancer. After all, Lancer's body size did not look large.

April Fool's Day maintained a forward posture, turned around gracefully, raised his hand and the weapon system automatically capped. The Walter rifle, produced by the White Eagle Arsenal, modified by Iron Blood, enchanted by Sakura Empire, and blessed by Iris and the Holy See, raised the muzzle. With each shot, a cloud of blood mist exploded in the air, and the scattered golden light flew in the air. These evil things were enough to penetrate the thick armor of a battleship. They were not ammunition that these pseudo-abominations could take. They were not worth mentioning at all!

"This thing is fucking awesome!" Lancer saw a figure swaying in the room. There were no civilians here anyway, and all the fear came from insufficient firepower, so Lancer raised his hand and fired a shot at that side. Amid the roar, it was unclear whether Lancer had directly shattered the supporting pillars and load-bearing walls of the building. In short, half of the house actually collapsed, which made Lancer a little... speechless.

"Lance, you run so fast by yourself, be careful that they won't let you play with them next time." 95's complaint sounded in the communication channel.

"I'm sure there will be no such store after this one."

"Hahaha... so you want to have fun to your heart's content, huh? You're worthy of me!"

"SOPII, you are such a dog, dare you bark!"

"Wang!"

2-119 Big face

"The boss is getting crazier and crazier. At least the previous armor was understandable, and we also benefited from it. Now... hehe... the Decepticons next to him have given this piece to the boss and are going crazy!" John signaled the guys next to him to control the vicinity. A Red Blade 9 (avoid suspicion, avoid suspicion) was flashing with a faint light. Although the model was a bit old, aren't there old guys here? They can be easily punished.

This is also the new stuff I replenished when I passed by before. They have started to upgrade their products, so there are always some new things. The seller asked them to give some usage suggestions and private usage reports. After all, the goods have to be shipped through formal channels, and they can't be boasted about, but it's okay to say it privately.

"After today, we will become the most special arms dealers. Oh, by the way, will the Ukrainian group rejoin the team?" Marco was lying on the ground. His PKM was equipped with a holographic sight and a 3x scope. Anyway, they had both in their warehouse, and their crew members could use them. Lancer didn't even ask them for money.

"I don't know...Oh! The boss's new toy is so violent! I love it so much!" A crew member next to John who was watching the show with a missile sight cheered.

There was no other reason. Lancer, wearing April Fool's Day, collided head-on with a T72. Lancer, who had gradually become familiar with the performance of April Fool's Day, was now in a suspended state, easily turning on the ground to avoid the opponent's bombardment, and then his legs became hot, accelerated, and sprinted! He jumped directly to the top of the opponent's head. The moment the impact bolt in his hand hit the top of the tank, the terrifying destructive stance broke out again!

The entire T72 tank was crushed by the explosive reaction, and the entire steel structure collapsed instantly. In the broken steel, no one could be seen. As for the concrete ground under the tank, it also exploded, and a huge pit comparable to the bombardment of the main gun of the Philippine Army was instantly blown out. The huge smoke and dust spread in all directions like a tornado, covering everything.

"Hmph..." The April Fool finally broke through the smoke and rose up. The moment the legs and northern thrusters were about to reach the highest point in a jump, April Fool seemed to have finally remembered, and the six-link rocket launcher on his shoulder was directly aimed at the ground, emptying the magazine at once.

This time there was no overly scary scene, except that the power of the series of explosions seemed to be a little bit stronger. In the flames, April Fools' Day slowly fell.

"This has to be a joke on me! God, Army and Marine generals, please tell me how many men you need to stop this

Things." Frank Underwood muttered to himself that the little fox deserved death, and then cursed, immediately attracting everyone's attention. As an old turtle in the political arena, he asked the question without panic, "Oh, Special Operations Command should also answer, I remember your General Sheffield offended him."

"..." Everyone first looked at the general of the Special Operations Command. He looked at Frank Underwood blankly, innocently. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "It was a misunderstanding. I think we have..."

"Lance is a commodore of the navy! I think you should give me an explanation." The admiral next to him jumped up first. This man belongs to our navy! This thing belongs to our navy! Think before you reach out to grab it! The battle axe knocked on the door! The first-class people are so domineering!

"When can honorary military ranks be taken seriously?" The army general next to him immediately glared at him in dissatisfaction, muttering in his mind that Ross, this bastard, had such a good relationship with Lancer, why was he so slow to act? This kind of honorary military rank is just the cost of a piece of paper and has no practical significance.

But now it’s different! The MD Navy is still raising this nominal shit?! Do you have any shame!

"You will be promoted tomorrow! Effective immediately." Admiral Gary Roughead glanced at the Army General who had just spoken. It was just a military rank. What? You still want to snatch people? Who told you to treat bean buns as dry food? Then he looked at Frank. Frank showed a look of understanding. The Army's face darkened instantly. The Marines next to him didn't care. Anyway, they knew one thing very well. The fourth-class people couldn't afford this stuff. The Army... just barely. Of course, everyone would do it to get the first hand.

The meaning of the two people's eye contact is not difficult to understand. Didn't they say before that Atlas wanted to sell its 2% stake? We will talk later!

Of course, Frank Underwood didn't say that he had already decided to give away the shares. He still had to compare prices from three different companies, but it wouldn't be good to do it too obviously. The previous 2% share distribution was entirely because the US representatives wanted to take more. Everyone knows that Atlas is owned by you Democrats, and you have ruined the Colombian government. But this time, it seems that this knife is very useful.

But now, it means something completely different! Anaheim is a shell company that takes over Decepticon technology? Who dares to say this again? Look at this individual armor that is wreaking havoc on the battlefield! And the information that has skyrocketed to 27 copies, fuck it, the Fortune 500 is only worthy of licking feet.

After all, this armor represents more than just simple combat power. The technology on it... is what everyone wants. The combat power of a single person, the terrifying firepower of a building with one shot! The all-terrain passability brought by ground suspension! And the lance (impact bolt), oh, look, the little cutie T72 died miserably.

"So our 9 million special budget was worth it?" Frank Underwood looked at Lancer who was retreating on the screen. It was obvious that Lancer had run out of ammunition. "It was worth it, but should we let Ross cover our important sample, the only one in Anaheim!?"

"The Third Fleet is already heading for the Black Sea, waiting for Commodore Lancer to board the ship!" The Chief of Naval Operations whispered to the people beside him, "He will be officially appointed and will directly take over the command of the fleet."

"You navy are crazy!" Several generals from the army, air force, and navy looked at the Chief of Naval Operations Admiral Gary Roughead in silence. This is an entire fleet.

"No... I don't think I'm crazy at all." Admiral Gary Roughead, Chief of Naval Operations, "I really want to send another fleet to protect him now. Everything is in his hands, and the Decepticons only recognize him as an ally. Without him, we can't get anything!"

"Look, there are many smart people!" Frank Underwood said with a smile, "Russia just sent a note." The old bastard deliberately stood not far from the door. He intercepted a message just sent in by the White House staff, "Russia thinks there are too many shareholders, and those who are not shareholders, or will not be shareholders soon, are not worthy of reading the information."

"..."Everyone was silent for a moment.

"Germany and Japan are... allies." The president said this hesitantly. Well, I can only say that it's no wonder that he was drawn as a primate in the cartoons. His reaction time is a bit long. At this time, he is still thinking about his allies. He is also an honest person.

"Mr. President!" Regardless of any conflicts among the military services, several generals stood up and spoke to the president in front of them, ready to protest. But they didn't need to say much, because even several senior advisers around the president had already whispered something.

Then the president woke up as if from a dream, "Yes, yes, but this is already beyond the technology they should master. Needless to say, it must be nuclear-related. Germany and Japan are not suitable to own this technology and Anaheim's shares!" He made the final decision, "Contact them. If they want to keep those technologies, they must accept controlling shares, permanent observers on the board of directors, and technology sharing!"

After he finished speaking, the people around him all smiled with satisfaction. This is what the Lighthouse Commander should do. Yes, with these words, many people can start preparing to make a fortune by relying on the United States.

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We'd better act first. If we don't act quickly, the Russians will probably do it their way." Frank Underwood signaled others to act as soon as possible. "And I think we should stop watching the show immediately. Where are our planes, our special forces! Where are our Marines! This is the only known sample of Anaheim, and the executive director of Anaheim Company, gentlemen, shouldn't you do something? The war has already begun, you are not waiting for authorization. "

"The naval aviation can be mobilized immediately. Red Liman is within the attack range! In 20 minutes at most, we will be able to smash the supporting firepower into the faces of those green bastards!" Chief of Naval Operations Admiral Gary Roughead said quickly. He was very sure that the entire NATO Air Force had been fully mobilized, and the intensity had even reached the point where NATO's own ammunition depots in Europe could not bear the pressure.

Because of the long-term peace, European countries have no demand for ammunition production. Although each of them has some ammunition production lines, they are not large in scale, so there is no need to expect too much efficiency. However, after all, only more than ten years have passed since 1991, and there are still some ammunition reserves. Even if they cannot be replenished quickly, they should at least be able to increase the production speed, instead of sitting back and doing nothing like more than a decade later, when NATO countries threw up their hands and had no choice but to call the United States daddy.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Frank Underwood said nothing, but gave the President an encouraging look. It seemed that he had forgotten Underwood's party affiliation, and the President actually nodded in agreement. However, he did not forget to say, "Mr. Underwood, I hope Mr. Lancer stands with us."

"Of course, I promise!"

PS: Actually I have posted this before

2-120 Naval Support

"Have you had enough fun?" Fei's mother crossed her arms and looked at April Fool's Day who stopped in front of her. Although April Fool's Day was covered with traces of gunpowder after a series of battles, Fei's mother still had a smile on her face, just like a mother watching her stupid son who had been rolling in the sand come back. As for whether filial piety would deteriorate at night, she felt that it was a good spice of life.

"Commander, you are a big shot now, you know that..." M4 looked at April Fool's Day who was slowly retreating into a building that looked like a car repair shop, with disbelief in his eyes. Lancer, who showed his value at this moment, has already received investment from the Five Constant People, and not just money.

"What's going on? I was so busy fighting that I didn't notice the situation." Lanser knew very well that this raid on Hongliman was the most exciting battle Lanser had fought so far, and the result of the battle was that almost half of Hongliman's city area became a complete ruin. It is estimated that after the battle, it is very likely that the entire Hongliman will need to be rebuilt...

"Four special forces are approaching us. They will be directly under your leadership. The US Third Fleet has just entered the Black Sea. They have sent a communication to greet Commodore Lancer Valentine and transfer command." M4 said he was a little confused.

"Um...you mean the Third Fleet?" Lancer was stunned for a moment, a little confused, then looked up at Tiancheng who had been slacking off beside him. He and Binjiang were hanging around him. If there were too many enemies nearby, the two of them would start to clean them up. Although Lancer had just killed many armored units with impact bolts, at least twice as many of those that were just destroyed were out of everyone's sight. It's just that these losses were in the blind spot and no one saw them.

"Hmm?" Tiancheng looked at Lan Se with an innocent expression. This matter really had nothing to do with her. Although some preparations had been made, the fact that people in this world could do such courageous things really made her feel very surprised. There were still smart people in this world.

"And now Commander, your cell phone number and email address are about to be exposed. Germany and Japan have offered you a very terrifying bonus! They hope you can support them to keep their authority, otherwise it will be them today and you tomorrow." 95 helped Lancer raise the armor plate so that Lancer could take off the April Fool's Day mask smoothly.