Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"So... something happened that I don't know? Why did the Germans and the Japanese come to me?" Lancer stood up straight and let the agent wipe the sweat off his face. Although this April Fool's Day set has a great internal circulation system to keep Lancer dry, please believe that you have no doubt that a bunch of wives are willing to spend money to give Lancer's toys a good playing experience.

"It should be the United States and Russia

Some agreement was reached requiring Germany and Japan to give up their shares in Anaheim and the technical information they had obtained. 191 simply said that things were moving too fast, so fast that the Germans and Japanese didn't even have time to carefully look through the information left in SOPII, and were busy chewing on the various fantasy concepts in front.

This is a lack of experience. A certain country bumpkin first looks at the new content between the package priced at about 3 million and the package priced at 1 million. This shows that these contents have been iterated after the initial technical fantasies and verifications, and 80% of the less valuable information has been eliminated. Then, through these iterative files, the previous files are found in reverse.

The benefits of doing this are, first, it saves time on screening, and second, the files that are directly selected are not easy to understand, but they are not completely incomprehensible, so you can search forward or backward, and then these messy files are rebuilt into a system! Correctness and system are screened out in the shortest time.

All this saved them a lot of time, which they used to start research.

Most other institutions were chaotically extracting documents to start verification. Of course, some only bought the lowest level documents to start verification, such as the tricolor flag. So at this moment, a group of technicians responsible for verifying the authenticity were being withdrawn, because the highest level of technical decryption had been priced up to 12 billion.

There is no such thing as buy early and enjoy early, buy late and get a discount price. The information already has more than 30 points. If the price doesn't go up, you're dreaming. All I can say is that a bunch of girls are so bored that they are writing papers and are really going to blow the brains of human technicians.

"We have to admit one thing, these guys are really smart. It seems that the time I spent driving for April Fool's Day has also become a kind of invisible advertising." After the agent wiped off the sweat on Lancer's forehead, he smiled and hugged the agent and M4 who were closest to him. M4's mouth twitched, thinking that Lancer had done this somewhat on purpose.

"Initiate a vote in my name and let the five good people select the candidates themselves. I will not get involved. Please abstain on my behalf." Lanser shook his head, and then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned to look at Chkalov who had been looking through the votes, "Is there really something in there, or is it all just noise?"

"Yes, but not much. After all, they are some leftover technologies from April Fool's Day." Chkalov said with certainty. These were the technologies left over from the port area, and when SOPII performed the calculations, it also chose those projects that looked more reliable for deduction.

If I had to describe it, it was basically a part of the technology of the White Eagle and Iron Blood families, and at most a little bit of the technology of their Northern Alliance, no more, because there were not many normal technologies in the Azure World, not to mention that a lot of them were based on the magic cube technology. Unless Lancer provided this stuff on a large scale, it would be impossible to use it.

Of course, if it is just a matter of modification and sufficient energy is provided, most things will probably still be able to operate. However, not many people can predict the effect after it is put into operation. At least, it is impossible to achieve the power shown on April Fool's Day...

Apart from other things, the bullets fired by Wolf rifles are enchanted by the Sakura Empire and the Iris Church. The discount cannot be calculated. Moreover, the people who do this job are still the top ones. It's like at least the cardinals personally participate in the blessing, and the Pope presides over this concept! How do you calculate the money?

Only because this is for Lanser, they will do it themselves. Otherwise, even if you ask White Eagle to find the Sakura Empire and ask them to enchant every shell, believe it or not, the big foxes will really draw their knives and chop people! You can't tease people like this!

And on April Fools' Day? Every one! Enchantment! Blessing! If one link is missing, you will be killed!

"I think I understand what's going on. Let's just leave it at that." Lancer shook his head. Germany and Japan were just too careless. How could he possibly take the lead for them? I didn't know many Germans well, and the Japanese I knew had joined the corporate alliance. I had told them from the beginning through Osborne not to get involved. Lancer really felt that it was not easy for him. It was such a big mess, but he had to shoulder it. Isn't that funny...

"What's the Third Fleet's response? Let them attack freely?" M4 asked additionally.

"Hmm...really give me the command?" Lancer smacked his lips. "Ask Perseus to give me a list, sort it out according to the strength of defense and importance, then mark the coordinates and send it to the Third Fleet."

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"General Locklear...Mr. Lancer sent a list of targets." A communications staff officer handed a document to the Marines in front of him.

"Oh?" The commander of the Third Fleet, Lieutenant General Samuel Locklear, took the information handed over by the staff officer.

"It seems that this is a good superior. Reply to him and we have received the attack order." The vice admiral was very happy that Lancer did not really take over the combat command. After all, his attitude was shown. Naturally, they would get more benefits from Anaheim in the future. However, Lancer was not afraid of the attack.

This approach is very comfortable. I won't give you orders, but I will give you the target, you do it yourself, this is very comfortable. "In 5 minutes, I will strike the plan! Now start the infiltration attack as the combat situation, prepare to launch the fighter planes!"

"General, don't we have to attack Hongliman?" A staff officer nearby looked at the attack list with some surprise, then looked up at the general in front of him. This was not the first or second time that they had cooperated with the Army and Marines, and that time they were the ones who cried and shouted, "Throw the Jedam! Throw the Tomahawk!" Why didn't this guy play by the rules?

"Because Redman is not enough for them to destroy, hum... move quickly! First find a few simple coordinates, use the Tomahawk to bombard, and express our navy's support to Commodore Lancer!" The staff below couldn't understand the high-level actions. Redman is now a stage to show the combat power and cooperation between Anaheim and Cybertron. Who the hell would bother them like this? Is it annoying? !

"Yes!" After being scolded, the staff officers stopped talking and immediately began to issue orders with their heads down.

In a short while, three or four Tomahawk cruise missiles were launched from the Arleigh Burke-class guided missile destroyer "Barry M. King"! They were fired at a village near Kharkov! There was a lot of food stored there.

"That's good! Everyone will be satisfied!"

2-121 A sudden visit

"Well...it seems like the commander's place is pretty good..." The girl who was leisurely slacking off on a weekday afternoon suddenly heard a strange voice coming from a fatal direction.

"You'd better explain why you walked out of the boss lady's amusement park!" Tiyi pressed directly on her waist, and Skye was even more direct. He pulled out the Storm Pistol that Lancer gave him from his waist, pointed it at the person in front of him, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Oh~ very serious little girl! Huh? Why did you put down your guns? Loyalty only lasts for a while?" The people sat down in front of the bar, almost filling up the entire bar.

Don't think too much! No one in Hong Kong could lie down and occupy the entire bar by himself, but a group of people occupied the entire bar.

"We can't deal with just one, but if there are so many... let's just forget about it. Um, can I ask, are they enemies or friends? At least we can feel more at ease." Tiyi sighed with a bitter look on her face. Not to mention, Sister Chuntian would definitely deduct all her salary for today and all the commissions.

"Oh? Why do you say that?" The visitor seemed to be a little interested in what the two girls said, and asked carefully, "Also, give each of us a glass of your specialty. As for the money, Lanser should pay for us." The leading female supported her chin with both hands.

"Boss Fu? You don't look like an enemy. Your clothes are distinctive, a bit like... Frederick. Oh, and you, you have the temperament of the new sister Tiancheng." Tiyi didn't say anything. Skye beside her got in the counter, took out the cakes from the freezer, and placed the 12-inch cakes in front of the visitor. "They are all freshly baked today. I'm sorry for not entertaining you well."

"Smart girl, you have guessed a lot of things from the details!" The woman in black kimono opened the fan in her hand and covered her mouth. "Then tell me, where is the commander? Don't lie to me?" When Tiyi made cups of coffee and placed them on the table, all the women took the coffee in a very standard posture. Not only did this woman not take it, but she also showed a slightly dangerous smile on her face.

“Common people, I recognize your coffee skills for the time being and I am sure you can take good care of the commander.” A woman wearing a small crown took a sip gently, with a relatively satisfied expression on her face. Thinking of Tiyi in front of her, she nodded and expressed her satisfaction with her words.

Tiyi and Skye looked at each other. What a weird statement. What kind of woman did their boss get involved with? Oh, they still have to save money! Otherwise, if their boss goes bankrupt, they will be unemployed sooner or later.

"The cake tastes good too." Another girl who seemed to be glowing said with a smile, "But please don't avoid the question."

"Ukraine, fight aliens." Ti shrugged, and the next moment she and Skye felt a feeling of falling into an ice cave sweeping over them.

"Please say it again." The man in black looked at Skye without any warmth in his eyes. "The opponents are aliens. How many are there and how strong are they? Who else is there besides Frederick, Amagi, Chkalov, and Binjiang around the commander?!"

"Two teams of armed proprietresses and a team of crew members." Skye gritted her teeth and tried to protect Tiyi, but was blocked by Tiyi because she knew very well that this should be the so-called murderous intent, and this murderous intent was not directed at her.

"Crack..." The crisp sound of shattering interrupted everyone's tension. Everyone looked over and saw a cup was crushed.

"I... was a little careless! Can you tell me what happened with those two teams of armed proprietresses? I'm very curious!" The black-clad ship girl had a big smile on her face, but for some reason, Skye felt his scalp tingling when he looked at her smile.

"Akagi... they're fine." The woman with a glow on her body reminded him.

, asking Akagi not to rush at the two girls, "But I want to know too."

"Tsk!" Akagi curled his lips! Who wouldn't want to know the same thing? I'll bite you to death, you pretentious French guy.

"We can't really tell... but the two groups are quite obvious." Tiyi shook her head. "M4 seems to be the code for using firearms, but the four of them, Sister Binjiang, never carry anything. So if you ask me what the difference is, the use of firearms..."

"Well...it seems like I'll have to ask him about what happens next time, don't you think, Bismarck?" Akagi stuffed the cake into his mouth angrily and took a big bite.

"He is well taken care of. Please continue. It is our fault for interrupting you just now." Bismarck did not respond to Akagi's words. They would not stay here for long, and the Sirens were making trouble recently, so they had to hurry back. Each control area was in turmoil, and the stabilization of the key space-time channel had not been completed. Now it was the limit of what they could do to continue like this for a while.

"From the recent news, the United Nations has launched a general offensive, and the boss and his men are very active on the front lines, and have even made a fortune. I wonder when I will be able to make big money like this." Tiyi had an envious look on her face.

"There will be a chance." Bismarck cut the cake into several pieces, ate a piece himself and motioned to the counter to pack it for him. He would go back and share it with other people. After all, this was something from the commander's shop. His life didn't look bad. And even if he came to this world, he was still fighting for ordinary people? This was really good. "Richelieu, ask whatever you want to ask. This is probably a port area, so it's no different from home."

After he finished speaking, the enterprise next to him suddenly added (Jaja, who originally wanted to come, almost cried when he saw the note from the command center), "You said Lancer is doing business, what kind of business is he doing?"

"Uh..." The two girls looked at each other, looking embarrassed, because, these women were staring at them in unison, which was a bit embarrassing. And the boss's business, to be honest, was not such a glamorous business. After all, when she squatted down to take the cake just now, Skye avoided the sight of the ship girls and pointed at the rings on their fingers. Tiyi glanced at them, my goodness, maybe they were all the boss's wives! Even the one standing there was one.

Lancer's profession is not a very respectable one, so the two of them are not sure whether Lancer's identity as an arms dealer can be accepted by the women in front of them.

"He is a maritime trader, and the shipyard across the street is also owned by the boss." In the end, Tiyi chose an answer that seemed more conservative and acceptable to everyone.

"Oh? Shipyard? Transporter?" Enterprise put down the coffee cup in his hand, "So it's an arms dealer?"

"Hey..." Tiyi's lips suddenly became dry. She didn't know how to respond. If she said yes, would the other party be unhappy? Without noticing, Skye beside her suddenly slapped her in the face. The answer was already written on your face, why are you still pretending?

"There's such a big warehouse in the backyard. You don't think we didn't notice it. Our commander must have a special hobby to store so many explosives in his own residence." Bismarck said with a smile, "But it seems a bit far away. We don't have time to meet him. What a pity."

"Hey!" Both girls were shocked. The other party actually wandered around before coming here? And didn't trigger the alarm? This is really... Boss, it's not that we didn't fight well!

"Okay, stop teasing them. They're not sisters anyway. We won't see those girls using guns today." Richelieu stirred the coffee cup in his hand, "Come back next time and talk again."

The two Springfield Coffee House hostesses nodded vigorously, obviously thinking it was great to have such a magnanimous proprietress occupying their place.

"Hmm?" Bismarck tilted his head slightly, and then a smile appeared on his lips. "But it seems that we can't leave no one behind. After all, as the commander's base, it can't be without any defense."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Bismarck, with a slightly unfriendly look in their eyes. Did he want to take the opportunity to stay?

"Are you not even going to put on an act? The Iron-blooded Boss?" Akagi narrowed his eyes and looked at the Iron-blooded Bismarck. "Although we are all considered the Red Core, it is not okay to be so greedy."

"What are you looking at? Although it's not particularly troublesome to come here, we Iron Blood still have a mess to deal with, so I can't stay." Bismarck shook his head, "Besides, there is a sequence, and this time it's not our Iron Blood."

"Huh?!" Everyone was stunned. Order, well, this thing does exist, but to be honest, if Bismarck really didn't take it seriously, it would just be a show.

"Oh! It's our turn, isn't it!" Queen Elizabeth suddenly realized something, and took a deep breath, as if she had made a great sacrifice. "Belfast, you know how to take care of people, so you stay and don't tarnish the reputation of the Royal Maids."

Belfast was obviously stunned. After they came over just now, in fact, except for the coffee shop, he was the last to come in. He walked around upstairs and downstairs. Are the two girls downstairs vigilant... For the time being, the girls also looked

It's just a little better than having nothing. It seems that someone really needs to stay to take care of Lancer. As for taking care, there is no doubt that the royal maids have never been submissive to anyone!

"I will follow your orders." Belfast lifted her skirt and bowed to Elizabeth.

"Proper judgment."

"Do I need your evaluation for what I do?"

"Let's go. The cakes are good, the coffee is good, and the people are nice. The only pity is that I didn't get to meet the Commander."

"it is good!"

2-122 Privilege Escalation

"Is this April Fool's Day?" A woman looked at the suit of armor with a burning look in her eyes, but she couldn't get close to it. The Signal Flag and Delta teams were squatting in front and behind to guard the door, guarding against thieves as they did against others. John and his team were watching inside, and only one person could go in to take a look, so the CIA female agent could only stay outside the cordon.

"Give up, Hex. We can only stand here and admire it." The Delta captain who accompanied him said half jokingly and half remindingly, "Just now, someone drove a car nearby and tried to break in. I don't know who did it, but three missiles blew it up and there was not even ashes left. It's clearly stated on it that this is Anaheim's company. Don't be obsessed with it."

"One person wearing it wiped out more than 40 abominations, destroyed more than six tanks, more than ten armored vehicles, and killed countless Skrull soldiers. It also created three huge craters, and half of the Skrulls in the city fled. The reason for the retreat was that the ammunition was exhausted." Hex had an excited expression on his face. Yes, this was the deadly force that America possessed (not really). A single machine almost destroyed a battlefield.

"Yes, we didn't dare to go up at that time, for fear that we would be buried together with the collapsed building." The captain of the Night Demon team just came over at this time. Several people dragged a sandbag that seemed to be struggling desperately, and then hung it on the hook beside it. They replaced the one originally hanging on it, opened it and took a look, "Hey, he's still breathing. Drag him out and give him Aurora!"

"Is it so extravagant?" Hex covered his face. Who among them didn't know Aurora's name? They really had to stop messing around. Who wouldn't love something that could save lives at a critical moment? But here, how could they use it like cabbage in a hotel, 5 US dollars a stick?

"The man in front of you is a close partner of the Osborne Group. He has what is said to be the last Aurora Puree in the world." Delta greeted Night Devil and then laughed, "You should go see the faces of the 141st Special Forces. They stink."

"Because of the previous incident?" Hex blinked. He knew something. After that incident, the CIA suffered heavy losses in Europe, and it was difficult to apply for support from special forces for a long time.

"Yes, because of you CIA bastards!" Price walked in and said unhappily, "Our entire team almost died at the hands of that bastard Lancer. We were lucky to be able to retire due to injury. Do you want to settle this account?"

"Okay, if you plan to stay here?" Hex is not a woman who is afraid of trouble. The fact that she can stand here itself explains a lot. She also leads a special operations team, and she is not inferior to 141 in a real fight.

"Price, get out if you keep making noise. As for you, get out now." Binjiang walked in with a cold face, holding a plate with a bunch of hot dogs and a tube of mayonnaise on it. After handing the plate to John, he said, "Marco, you don't have the strength because you didn't eat? We've already dragged three people out alive, and the deterrent effect is much worse."

"I understand, boss lady!" Marco waved his finger and immediately started punching. The dull thumping sound rang out again throughout the warehouse.

"Go out, don't make things difficult for me." The captain of Delta shrugged. They probably already knew about the CIA's little tricks. It was just that one of their senior executives wanted to subdue Lancer as a glove, but Lancer saw through the trap himself, and then wanted to trick him, but failed in the end. So the situation between Lancer and the CIA was a bit tense.

Oh, that doesn't seem to be right. The agent named Shankrati has a very good relationship with Lancer.

"Well, it's a pity that I didn't get to see it fight in person." Hex shrugged. Since they had ordered him to leave, he might as well stop being hated here.

"Maybe you can go next door and watch Stark and the little girl quarrel! It's quite comedic, as it's not often you see a billionaire being humiliated." Seeing that Hex was unexpectedly honest, the captain of Delta revealed another thing that you could call fun or intelligence.

“I heard it when I came here,” Hex said as he walked out. “‘This doesn’t make sense!’ and ‘He can move, so that’s the new principle.’ Right!”

"It looks like you've heard it..." Captain Delta sent her out, then looked back to make sure that the woman didn't do anything unnecessary. Just now, a British man wanted to leave some eavesdropping devices, but was caught by the little girl sitting in the corner with a gun. Then the whole team split out, and a passing Hun Tianbao crushed all their vehicles in front of them. Now they didn't know where they were walking to.

"Thank that bastard for me, next time you need me

"Instruct me to notify you directly." Price came in to chase them away. Hex was a well-known troublemaker. If he could chase her away, it would reduce some trouble for Lancer. Of course, this didn't mean that Price wanted to have a good relationship with Lancer, but this time, Lancer helped the Decepticons, so he had to accept this favor...

"It doesn't matter. You still have a long relationship with the commander! He won't want you to die. Norman should have come into contact with you." Chkalov said with a smile. In fact, the one who didn't want them to die... was that old ghost Norman. Ever since Lancer introduced Price to them, these special forces soldiers who worked illegally outside every day were almost becoming the apple of Norman Osborn's eye.

Damn, is there any better test subject for drugs than these soldiers who never get more than two minor injuries a month, and the injuries are in all kinds of strange places; and the battles they participate in are exciting one after another? Recently, Osborn is planning a new series of drugs after Aurora!

Yes! That's right! Osborn loves those aliens, so this time the unlucky child is a werewolf...

"Yes... Without those potions, we may not live long enough for those big guys to arrive this time." Price sighed and knocked on the door. He knew that if they continued on this path, the result might not be very good, but did they have a choice? If they didn't use them, they would lose. For a special forces team like them, which had to provide support at least hundreds of kilometers away, the result of failure would be death...

So after saying this, Price turned around and left. He hated the situation where he had to thank the other party even though they were clearly trying to trick him. But this time, they were able to return in full force thanks to Norman Osborn and Lancer.

"Hmph... a bunch of idiots. Marco, that's enough, take it out! Why do you have to use your fists here?" Chkalov gestured to Marco. If he hit it with all his strength, how could the Skrull inside the sandbag still be alive in a few minutes? If he continued to hit it, it would be half a bag of minced meat.

"Okay, boss lady." Marco caught the hot dog thrown by the crew member next to him and ate it while eating. He was steaming all over, then dragged the sandbag in front of him out the door.

"What a mess. Luckily I made some camouflage before. Humph, it's exactly the same as what the commander said. I came here just by smelling the smell." Chkalov didn't hide it. Anyway, with 561 in the room, it was impossible for anyone to eavesdrop. Then Chkalov directly put April Fool's Day and the matching weapons into the space, and then took out the camouflage simulation and put it back in place. "But it's okay. Lancer can't go out and have to honestly command the special forces to cooperate with the Decepticons' attack."

"Maybe he is not honest." Brother Sixteen, who was sitting on the other side, had a smile on his face. After all, the commander was acting as a mouthpiece for M4 over there. His tone and expression became more and more impatient. Such an attitude put a lot of pressure on the special forces commanders. If they couldn't cooperate with the muffled groans coming from the first floor, these commanders could only follow Lancer's, or to be more precise, M4's, arrangements and order their subordinates to cooperate with the Decepticons to complete the battle in the city as soon as possible.

However, it was also under such heavy pressure that the special forces soldiers from all parties, who were usually quite arrogant, obeyed orders obediently at this time. This wave of psychological warfare was a coincidence, but the effect was excellent. I don't know whether it was intentional or an accident by Lancer.

"Yes, taking advantage of Wuchang's covetousness for Anaheim, they will not offend us who are continuously importing data to Anaheim's main server." M16 said with a smile, "April Fool's Day is the carrot hanging in front of the donkey."

"Don't say such harsh words. We just have certain advantages in the negotiations, so the other party will not break up with us for the time being." Chkalov said with a smile, "But no matter whether it is Tiancheng's plan or not, it is a commendable method to use such a tiny bit of insignificant things to pry open the resources of a planet." Chkalov said with a smile.

Others didn't know that they, who had a close relationship with Perseus, had received news from the elusive Ukrainian branch of Hydra in Ukraine. After obtaining the attack targets, the Third Fleet used Tomahawks and bombs dropped by carrier-based aircraft to overwhelm these targets without hesitation.

"I am very sure that I did have some plans, but they were definitely not to this extent. The commander started to act on his own halfway through the journey." Amagi's voice appeared in the communication channel where the girls were chatting behind Lancer's back.

"Oh~ Then our commander has really improved!"

2-123 Propaganda

"Brigadier General Valentine...can we release the news?" A special forces commander said to Lancer excitedly. They themselves had not expected that the battle situation could progress so quickly to the current situation. They actually captured a city in the theoretical enemy's rear within one day!

There were less than 3 special forces from various countries gathered together! And to militiamen! And they won just like that?

Hongliman was a transportation hub, and the outer defenses of the city were defended by nearly 48 Skrull warriors, and there were countless auxiliary militias, as well as five or six battalion-level combat units that counterattacked from behind... and the car was destroyed in hours? !

Well... maybe we should also count two Combiners and dozens of Decepticons.

And he took the lead in smashing the opponent's armored force of more than a battalion, which was almost the core of defense. Of course, more than half of them were killed by Tiancheng and Binjiang in the blind spot of vision. Of course, no one saw it, so it was considered as April Fool's work, so April Fool's record looked even more terrifying!

"Go ahead...that's all you can do." Lancer shook his head. Although the battle record was brilliant, all the special forces that took part in the battle and the Hydra troops pretending to be civilian troops were almost all exhausted. After two hours of high-intensity fighting, even with the Third Fleet intercepting at all costs and trying every means to use HV22 Osprey transport planes to send people in, replenish manpower, and take away the wounded, they did not hesitate even if three HV3 Ospreys, which were considered cutting-edge aircraft, were shot down.

Then the Skrull defense position that launched the missile was immediately rushed by the EA6B Prowler that took off from the aircraft carrier. Then more F/A-18 fighters, under the cover of the Decepticon Air Force, began to attack the Skrull positions along the way, reducing the difficulty for the US military as much as possible and facilitating the US military to advance towards Hongliman as quickly as possible.