Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"If everything goes well, you old bones, it's not time to lie down and enjoy your life." After walking out of the door, Lanser whispered to the agent while letting him put on his clothes. Tiancheng behind him rolled his eyes twice, and I don't know what he thought of.

2-126 Departure

"Woo!" A small boat in the harbor suddenly sounded its whistle.

"Huh?" Lancer was stunned for a moment. He hadn't been back on his Griffin for a long time. He was now standing on the bow enjoying the sea breeze. He turned his head to look in the direction of the whistle and was a little surprised. The other party was a little far away from the Griffin. He didn't know why the whistle suddenly blew.

Because he had just returned to the ship, Lancer did not change out of the naval officer uniform he was wearing. This was delivered to him by the navy via HV22 before he evacuated, along with the official promotion and appointment documents. Lancer was somewhat surprised, as it meant that Lancer had a so-called formal organization and it was no longer an honorary position.

Although this theoretically does not affect Lancer's field position in other units, the U.S. Navy element in Lancer is already so strong that it cannot be any stronger. Unfortunately, Lancer has no room for refusal. After all, for him, the executive director of Anaheim and the U.S. Navy rear admiral have become part of his voice. If he refuses, the loss will be too great.

And he was like this, standing on the guardrail of the bow, smoking, thinking about the gains and losses of this period of time, and what to do next, beside Lanser...

Fei's mother sat aside without saying a word, enjoying the sea breeze and the ups and downs of the Griffin, which was like her home. She was in a good mood and was even chatting with 561, who was very serious and rigid. 561 was very serious in collecting information to answer Fei's mother's questions.

79 was lying on Binjiang's legs, almost idling, while Binjiang and Chkalov were taking advantage of the rare free time to have a small wine tasting party. He watched the two of them quickly take out bottles of wine from their own spaces.

The agent narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned around and took out a bunch of corresponding small wine glasses and placed them in front of the two. Binjiang happily dragged Fei Ma down with him and had a few drinks together.

Tiancheng stood beside Lanser and M4 were chatting quietly. In fact, the two girls passed a lot of information during this period to Lanser.

, allowing Lancer to understand what had happened recently, what changes had taken place, and the possible reactions of various parties in the United Nations to Anaheim, etc. As a result, Lancer stood at the bow of the ship, thinking more and more.

Tiancheng quietly passed on her thoughts to Lanser, and then when Lanser brought up these things, she could shout "My lord is so talented!" Selling out a wave of good things! Maybe a kiss and a hug will come? But... recently there seems to be a sign of a car overturning. Tiancheng looked at M4. Was it really because the supporting actor next to him was too straightforward?

The other girls were on guard at their respective positions. In this new era, pirates had actually resurrected and those sailing on the sea would actually run into these guys. Of course, Lancer and the others were not so polite to these guys. Anyone who dared to board the ship without some background would be killed.

"Woo..." Another whistle sounded. Lansher turned his head and saw a roll-on/roll-off ship that was also setting sail. Of course, the other party blew the whistle not to compete with Lansher for the waterway. This ship had been anchored in Crimea for several months and was quite famous. No one had the courage to do it.

"Hmm? Do you have a telescope?" Lanser looked back, and then found that something seemed to be waving on the ship, so he turned sideways and asked. The agent handed a telescope to Lanser, who raised it and took a look, and was instantly happy!

The people above were none other than a large group of people that Lancer brought from Roanapura on his way here. These guys had completed their mission. Lancer remembered that the defense of the nuclear power plant seemed to be... taken over by the Germans. A battalion of troops was stationed at the Zaporizhia Nuclear Power Plant, but for some reason, Lancer had a feeling that this was also a big pit.

"These guys..." Lanser smiled, then turned around and saluted. At the same time, the humanoid girls at their posts also saluted in unison.

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"Oh!" Levi screamed loudly. After staying here for such a long time, she felt the limit of fatigue for the first time.

"I really didn't expect that Valentine-san is such a big shot." Locke held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the figure in military uniform that could be roughly seen on the bow in the distance, "Is he thanking us?"

"That should be it!" Aida (Church of Violence) looked at the scene in front of her with a complicated expression. A giant was rising slowly, and a message leaked from the top was making the entire CIA feel stomachache.

Because under Lancer's command, the special forces fought not just well in Red Liman, but extremely well. They cooperated with the Decepticons to raid a city that was defended by more than a division of troops including reinforcements. As a result, the battle was not difficult. Not only did it end very quickly, but there was basically nothing that could delay their fight.

So the higher-ups really want to try to organize a global special forces organization in the name of the United Nations, and this organization will get direct support from Anaheim! And carry out global strike missions. And this organization is likely to consider letting Lancer take charge of the formation and command. After all, Lancer is now a rear admiral of the navy, and it seems just right to be the commander of such a small army.

Guess who is the most troublesome at this time...

There are still a lot of accounts to be settled between the CIA and Lancer!

And the CIA could hardly object, because it was because of its special independence that Lancer could use its resources to equip this unit as the first phase product test subject of Anaheim. This is the sincerity given by the five good people! It depends on whether Lancer accepts it. If nothing unexpected happens, after Lancer returns to New York, someone will talk to him about this news. Yes, it is the US Congressman, Lancer's good friend, Frank Underwood.

The CIA saw the meaning of the five good men from the words revealed. We all know that you have the goods, and we want them, but we don’t want to wait too long, so we want to see the results immediately! And this unit will be the part where you show us the results. In a sense...

Does it look very familiar?!

No, it was different from the Griffin in Lancer's memory, who was eventually forged into one of the strongest human groups that shocked the world!

This is not a private soldier!

but!

The five permanent members have special permission! Take advantage of the situation! Global strike!

How much authority does this person have? ! All it takes is a sentence of execution first and report later.

So Ada had received various messages from the top CIA officials, hoping that she could talk to Lancer and, if possible, use some of the tricks she was very good at. If she could achieve good results, the CIA would commend her!

But Ada simply refused to accept this damn mission. She was different from those idiots sitting in the office at the rear. She was at the front line and had heard many ghost stories about Lancer's female companions. Everyone knew that wherever Lancer went, artillery shells and heavy bombs would follow!

What's more, there is the power armor that you are all drooling over! Is Lancer someone I can think about? You can guess if I reveal my intention in this regard, will there be any special forces soldiers among the people who skin me alive?

Fortunately, Ada soon didn't have to worry about these things. After all, she was left in Zaporizhia from the beginning.

Nuclear power plant, and fighting the Skrulls all the way, her achievements and merits have definitely given her a golden body, and she doesn't need to bother the bastards above to give her any strange instructions.

"Lance! Come to Roanapura next time! I'll treat you to a meal!" Brother Zhang, who had been silent on the side, suddenly shouted. Brother Zhang didn't know whether Lancer had retired from the underworld, but from today on, his status was no longer the transporter who could haggle with you for half an hour over the unit price of a pistol after just one phone call.

"Oh! Me too!" Levi was stunned for a moment! That's right! There's another trick! "Remember to come! Big Boss!"

"Hey...what a mess!" Dutch stroked his bald head with a speechless expression.

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"Should we tell the commander that the other party wants to treat him to a meal?" M4 asked Tiancheng beside him in a low voice.

"Do you think the commander needs this meal?" Tiancheng narrowed his eyes. Although he looked sincere, he was trying to curry favor with Lancer by calling him for dinner. Who doesn't know that Lancer has been reborn after this battle? Then Tiancheng's complaints were interrupted by the sound of a whistle, just like Lancer's. The whistle became louder and louder. All the ships in the port blew their whistles, and the sharp sound echoed throughout the port. "What's going on?"

"It's nothing, it's a rare honor." Lancer turned around, flicked the military cap on his head, and pressed it on Amagi's head. At this moment, three MiG-29s from the Falcon Squadron flew over Lancer and his men at a low altitude. Megatron asked them to send Lancer off, and he had taken over the command of the human special forces soldiers at Lancer's recommendation. He was now resting in Hongliman, preparing to cooperate with the Russian and NATO forces to open up the passage and cut off the north and south.

"It looks like the battle pressure isn't that great, so there's still a chance to send them out to hang around." Lancer said with a smile.

"That's it. Now it's time for them to think about how they want to die."

"No, that was our decision."

"My lord is right!"

2-127 Cards

"Big shot~" This is the sarcastic congratulations from a dead woman.

"Kokok, I'm not used to you acting like this. Don't worry, I don't have any thoughts about kindergarten figures." Lansher shrugged, looked back at his wives, raised his eyebrows, and attracted a wave of coquettish complaints. Even 95, who had just cooked and served the dishes to the table, did not forget to roll their eyes at Lansher.

"Heh..." Koko's mouth twitched. He would collapse sooner or later... Well, now this guy can hardly move. With Anaheim in his hand, after showing his terrifying combat power on April Fool's Day, the entire Wuchang held him in the palm of their hands. And the most important thing is... this bastard really gave it to him!

It is said that those more than 40 papers cost about 6 million yuan, and after finishing the supporting documents and organizing the production line, a complete set of simple exoskeleton can be put together.

Then... recently it is not news, but it has somewhat shaken the entire military equipment circle. It is the four power armors that Atlas gave to the Soviet veterans. These four power armors showed terrifying combat power and shocked many people. But what shocked them even more was...

Hey, the corresponding information can be found in Atlas’ database (yes, the five good men have used the database to refer to the various information that the ten humanoids have created out of boredom)... The range is probably between 5 million and 8 million packages.

Then I found out that the package method was changed by AR15. She actually put together several packages to help you make the choice. They are fair and honest, including equipment and weapons, from preliminary information to the final design plan. All that is missing is a specific production arrangement, and then you can start producing the package...

The shareholders hesitated for a moment, looked at the contents of the new packages that required turning pages, and silently touched their wallets. These days... losing weight is popular!

Stud!

AR15: Updated login page, great news! Anaheim's revenue hits a new high!

Shareholders: Shut up! I don’t want to listen!

Then the shareholders who bought a bunch of plans handed them over to the companies that had already obeyed them and started to study them. Then a very interesting thing happened. Many companies that got these materials... were in the corporate alliance! After these companies tested each other, they began to discuss and organize some joint research and development.

But these situations are no problem for Lancer. He bought two large islands in the Caribbean Sea, which are about the same distance from the mainland of the United States and Colombia. If nothing unexpected happens, the entire island will be razed and rebuilt, and the construction will be carried out by the idle diggers.

Of course, if the space channel to the port area can be opened continuously and stably, Chkalov thinks that he can contact them again and ask them to send a bunch of engineering yellow chickens to do the work. Chkalov is very confident that the engineering level of these yellow chickens will not be inferior to that of the digging tigers at all.

"For you, this war is over. Do you feel relieved?" Koko asked tentatively. If Lanser said he was relieved, then it is likely that Lanser will just be a businessman. But if Lanser has another opinion...

"Heh, who are you asking me this on behalf of?" Lanser smiled and walked into the command post.

In the cabin, now that night is falling, it is no longer suitable to wander around on the ship. Although they have just passed through the Turkish Strait and entered the Mediterranean Sea, the sea is relatively calm. However, as an unlucky guy who once fell into the water and was rescued by his mother, Lancer decided to only cause trouble for his wives in bed at night, and it is better to behave himself the rest of the time.

"HCLI?" Koko first mentioned her own company.

"Children have no right to interrupt when adults are talking." Lanser said with a smile, but his smile was a little cold. If it was really Koko's father who asked this question, then it can only be said that this old man is old and it is not easy. But obviously their old man has been able to run HCLI to the current situation and has not been beaten to death by countries around the world. He is definitely not an idiot who asked this question.

"Me?" Koko thought about it and then directly mentioned herself.

"..." Lanser rolled his eyes. Usually he looked quite smart, but after hearing his answer, he was not moved at all? "Listen, Anaheim is okay, but the rest are a pit, very troublesome, understand? If things go wrong, I will have to pay for it... Wait, I think I understand, so this is what's going on." Lanser suddenly laughed. They are all thousand-year-old foxes.

"???" Koko felt completely confused after listening to Lanser's riddle, "Don't be vague when you speak, asshole!"

"Do you still have the strength?" Lan Se suddenly asked, catching Binjiang who was walking past him, and was held by Binjiang around the waist as they walked into the room.

"Although most of them have been transferred away by the damn headquarters, there are still some in their hands." Koko nodded speechlessly, "Why, do you have business to take care of me?"

"Help me transport some building materials and equipment to an island. I'll send you the address later. This is an order from Anaheim. Remember to give me a commission." Lanser suddenly realized why these damn shareholders suddenly gave money so readily. It was because this money was also for Anaheim! No matter how you calculate it, the specific construction of Anaheim and the special operations forces under the United Nations that they envisioned later all require money, so it is very cost-effective to give this money to Anaheim.

"Huh?" Koko twitched her lips. "Didn't you come up with Anaheim? Why is there such a thing as a rebate?"

"I'm the so-called executive director, but I only own 1% of the shares, do you understand?" Lanser said somewhat depressed. He suddenly felt that AR15's actions were really discouraging.

"I see. I'll help you calculate it." Koko laughed twice. But since it was a business, it had to be handled impartially. "I'll give you the price list later."

"Okay, I'll give you the order quantity after I confirm the drawings, but remember that the island's dock may need to be expanded first, and only after the expansion can berthing space be provided." Lanser hummed for a moment, but I think after such a conversation, Koko should have realized the problem.

"So you look good now, but you don't actually have any benefit at all?!" Koko's laughter was a little carefree and wanton. Lanser's current situation was very embarrassing. He got it, but he had to pay a lot. "But there will probably be many people in the world who envy your gains."

"Fight for your life." Lanser said with a blunt smile, "I don't think I'll have a good life in the future. There will be more and more bad things, which means the things in my hands will become more and more hot."

"Hey, hold it tight, don't drop it, it will be a huge loss." Koko smiled proudly, "Casper is looking for you, he's waiting for you in Athens, Greece, you can contact him yourself."

"Well, he has come to call me. Do you know what it is?" Lansher asked simply, although Koko probably didn't know much.

"Ha! What else could it be? Those guys in the corporate alliance don't want to accept too many people. HCLI is likely to be eliminated from the preliminary list, so they plan to talk to you as the initiator." Koko had a look of disdain on her face. HCLI headquarters really lost its original existing network of relationships. They were all garbage.

"Can't you solve this problem?" Lancer said with a smile. As a trader recognized by the Cybertron Empire, Koko can also borrow Megatron's name in a sense.

"Is this where you can use your special status and connections?" Koko groaned. She still felt deeply resentful. The headquarters is so great! They robbed my warehouse and my ship! Why can't they handle it? "If it were you, you wouldn't be able to do it either, right?"

"Then why are you looking for me? I can still say a few words to Anaheim, but as for the corporate alliance, they won't listen to Anaheim. Look, they excluded Anaheim from the trouble this time. It's boring, one by one." Lancer shook his head.

He was very clear about what had happened this time. The corporate alliance he had put together seemed to have made too much noise, so Lancer himself was kicked out. However, as a consolation prize, the management rights of Anaheim, which might be the carrier of some Decepticon technology in the future, were now temporarily put into Lancer's hands.

But I didn't expect Anaheim to be tossed into this state again, and forced the five good men to kick Germany and Japan out without any mercy. After all, as one of the few countries with good technical strength, they were originally going to team up with the five good men to develop technology, but faced with Lancer's clear technical

, at least the technology that seemed to be mature didn't give them any chance at all.

"I guess they want you to come out and say hello to the higher-ups. Humph!" Koko snorted coldly, "Let's not talk about it anymore. I still have a lot of things to do here. I don't want to just leave the battlefield and run away like that person!"

"If you knew what's near me, you wouldn't have such thoughts." Lanser also smiled bitterly. He himself didn't know where he got such a great blessing. He mobilized such a large number of troops, and he didn't know what these guys above meant.

"Oh? Tell me about it?" Koko suddenly became interested. After all, from Lanser's tone, it seemed that this guy was frustrated! This could really be considered interesting good news!

"The Third Fleet is right next to me." Lanser, who was sitting in the command cabin, lay on Binjiang's shoulder, chewing the peanuts that Binjiang's little hand stuffed into his mouth, looking at the huge battleships not far away, and sighed.

"Hahaha...are you being escorted back to your country? How impressive, a fleet of ships! Hahaha! Wait a minute! I'm flying to Athens now! We'll meet then!"

"Get out of here!"

2-128 Casper, Anaheim needs you!

"Hey, Chijitan." Lancer nodded at a woman who was waving at him, and Chijitan motioned Lancer to follow her in.

The two of them pushed open the door and entered a not-so-famous cafe in Athens that faced the sea. Today, the place was reserved by someone. There were two tables at the door, which were obviously meant to block people from coming. However, Lancer's girls did not stay outside, but followed Lancer in, filling up the cafe in an instant.

"It looks pretty good." Lancer looked at Haruta and said, "Please help us order. Someone's paying for it anyway, so just pick the expensive ones." Haruta smiled and patted Lancer, then went to look at the menu. She was very familiar with the tastes of Lancer's ship girls and the humanoids, so she just had to order directly.

"Haha... I haven't seen Lancer for a while!" Casper, who was sitting in a booth in the corner of the coffee shop, hugged Lancer affectionately, "Let me ask first, are there any new goods on the shelves?" He was obviously not asking about the common goods that Lancer had sold before, but the power armor that was stirring up the storm over at Atlas.

Although HCLI has not confirmed its entry into the Corporate Alliance, they are indeed on the first-tier admission list, so even if they do not join, they can already obtain a lot of scraps of intelligence, which makes HCLI headquarters even more looking forward to joining this group.

In Lanser's opinion, this is collective PUA by the companies that have joined the corporate alliance. The more you want to join, the more you have to pay. Then from time to time, two lucky people are selected to become one of them, so that the rest of the people can see that there is hope, and I am not working hard enough!

What a scumbag woman raising a licking dog! It's only been a few days! She has already driven a giant like HCLI to come to Lancer to test the waters! Tsk tsk!

"You bastard!" Lanser said unhappily, "I don't even have a place to produce screws, what are you thinking!? Go find Atlas, Koko is very successful in Ukraine now, she can do anything." Lanser smiled and pointed at Koko's name. Obviously, Lanser still didn't plan to do it himself. Obviously, your family can handle it by yourselves, why do you need me to come? !

"Okay, my sister has been too busy lately and has no time to do business." Casper shook his head and looked at Lancer who sat down in front of him. "Come to think of it... you are really in the limelight this time, Commander of the Third Fleet. The entire fleet is escorting you. We can see the huge group of ships floating on the sea from the window here."

"Bullshit! We agreed that when they reach the entrance of the Mediterranean Sea, they will return to the battlefield in Ukraine, and I will go back to New York by myself." Lancer shook his head. This damn escort was really disgusting, which made Lancer very angry. However, Fei Ma and the others were very satisfied. So many people burned other people's dollars to come and guard their house. What's wrong with that? !

"Koko will arrive in an hour and a half. Do you want to wait for her to have dinner together?" Casper gestured with a smile. The dining place was not far away. It was a small restaurant, not very prestigious. He had only booked three private rooms. There was nothing he could do about it. Lansor had too many women. Of course, as smart as he was, he would definitely not say it directly.

"Wait a minute." Lanser took a cup of coffee, a fruit platter and two small snacks from the waiter without much concern. They were all his favorites. "Tell me about it."

"What? Didn't you refuse to help HCLI?" A smile appeared on Casper's face. Oh, this good buddy is really an interesting guy.

"Your idea is the same as Koko's. You don't like the headquarters to interfere." Lanser said with a smile, looking at his friend with a squint, "Do you want me to take you flying too?"

"I was waiting for you to say that!" Casper laughed. "To be honest, I never thought you would take such a gamble on this matter. Normally, our way of dealing with it, even if it is out of morality, is to make some money, but that's all. Bringing people to the front line... I really didn't expect it."

"Some things, you see, you can't stand it, of course you have no choice but to make a choice." Lancer shrugged, "Do you know what happened in Mexico?"

"I know. At that time, Mexico had a lot of weapons.

Sell." Casper nodded. Could Lancer be talking about any other situation? He would kill the alien first, and then hand him over to the unlucky drug dealer of SHIELD. "It was a big fuss."

"Guess how many times I killed him?" Lanser shrugged, took a sip of coffee, which was cold and bitter, and looked back at Springfield, who stuck out her tongue at Lanser. This girl did it on purpose! Lanser started eating the cake in a bad mood. What a Black Forest...

"Well, since you asked, the answer should not be once or twice, three times?" Casper looked at Lancer, "Is there anything else? Inside story?"

"Including the failed ones, there were four in total, two of which were in Ukraine." Lancer shrugged. "The man I attacked the first time was a temporary substitute. I just found out the name of his real body." Lancer smiled and said, "Gravik, the big guy in my team, Marco, was busy all morning yesterday."

Marco, who was eating croissants and American coffee, heard his name and looked up at Lancer's defense line, then looked out the window. It seemed that there was no risk. Although there were people from Casper on guard outside, they still had to be vigilant. Then he noticed that the waiter of the coffee shop put a plate of beef sandwiches in front of them, and he picked it up with a smile and continued to eat. What to eat in the kitchen of the ship depends entirely on the mood of the cook.