Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"The coffee here is not good. I suspect he used instant coffee on me! The croissants taste just average too." Lanser complained in a low voice.

"I'll prepare afternoon tea for you when we get back, Lanser." Chuntian's eyes softened. It really felt great to be needed by him.

"Then I'll look forward to it." Lancer nodded, but curiously tapped the communicator on his ear. The other security team was silent? "John? Asleep?"

"Boss, you must not know who I seemed to have seen just now." John said in a very speechless tone.

"There aren't many people you can talk to in this tone, and they're basically all in the same industry." Lanser put a 20-euro note under the coffee cup. Coffee, snacks, and tips would definitely be enough for 20 euros. Lanser glanced at his watch, pretending to suddenly realize that he hadn't done anything, patted his forehead, turned around and started walking towards the port, "Little Tangle, check if there are any of our 'good friends' at the dock today."

"The port authority data has been hacked." M4's eyes flickered, "HCLI's transport ship is docking at the port."

"This is really good luck. Everyone, retreat to the Griffin." Lanser took out his cell phone and quickly sent a message, then listened carefully. It seemed that he didn't hear any nonsense. "I hope the other party is just passing by like us. It would be best if everyone is safe. The public security in Turkey should be pretty good..."

"Boss, you're talking too early. A fight has already broken out here. Someone seems to be trying to assassinate her? She seems to have been suppressed by the other party!" John's voice was already a little excited. The sound of a bolt of gun was heard from the radio. "Boss, should we give the other party a little help, or... simply reduce a competitor? Damn it, what kind of assassination is this? These two guys look like targets."

"Give her some face? Or kill her? Oh, these two choices really make me excited." Can you recognize who the other person is?

"It seems like a crazy couple, firing guns in a downtown area. Do they think they are in Somalia? Well, boss, the Turkish police will be here in a few minutes at most, and then there will be a lot of trouble."

"Even if there is trouble, it's hers. Create a window for her to escape. Protect yourself first. Don't fight to the end. If the HCLI people can't escape, then they will be unlucky." Lanser sneered and said, "Don't get ourselves into trouble. After all, compared with giants like HCLI, we are just a small shipping company and don't have so many connections."

"Got it!" John nodded and made some gestures. He and his teammates surrounded the enemy in two directions. Marco, who encountered this situation for the first time, was a little overwhelmed. Although he had been trained for more than a week and had been taught some basic techniques and tactics, Marco had never done any advanced team cooperation operations like this, so he was a little confused and didn't know which side to follow.

"Marco, come with me. You just need to observe the situation on the street for a while to prevent them from having a third teammate." John's communication arrived in time and gave Marco the order to act.

"Okay!" Marco followed without hesitation.

"Two of the opponents are holding AKs, and the other is holding a shield!" A team member quickly reported, "Attract the opponent's attention or drive them away."

"The boss means that we just need to let the HCLI people run away, and we only carry light firepower like pistols, so there is no need to fight hard." John said calmly, "Shoot randomly, don't aim to kill, just suppress! Action!" As he spoke, John leaned out and took the lead in raising his M1911 to shoot fiercely at the high-threat old white man with an AK! His team members also took this opportunity to rush over

He leaned out across the aisle and formed a crossfire with John.

"Master!" the woman wearing a cowboy hat shouted, "We must retreat!"

"Hey! Chinatsu! What nonsense are you talking about!" The killer in front of him was obviously very dissatisfied as his crazy fun was interrupted by his female apprentice and he shouted.

"Master, the other party has obviously surrounded us, and they have more than just the original team!" Qianxia said loudly, "And compared to this incident, the one named Koko has already run away! Let's go!" After saying that, the girl pulled her master and turned around to run.

"It's you..." The uncle with a cigarette in his mouth greeted John with a smile. They were all acquaintances. After all, they were "dear" colleagues who would occasionally meet in some strange places.

"Our boss asked us to help you out. The rest is up to you." John and the others quickly put away their M1911s. "You are naturally responsible for the beginning and the end of this."

"Oh! We have passed the most dangerous part. Thank you very much. I will pass the message to Koko. Since you don't plan to participate, just leave quickly." Rem smiled and helped up his companion, Farme, who was shot in the leg.

"Be careful. Good luck to you." John changed the magazine of his M1911, turned it over and handed it to the other party. Farme did not refuse. Now was not the time to be picky. Although she was not familiar with it, she had to have the strength to fight back.

"These people are very tough, they are..." Farme looked at Rem with a puzzled look after John and the others evacuated.

"Oh, it's the man of that daring lunatic." Rem said with a smile, and he helped Falme walk to the street. "It seems that the favor that Koko had done for him is gone today."

"This is really a bargain for him." Falme was stunned, but it was obvious that Koko's favor was wasted like this, it was really cheap, "Why is he here?"

"How should I know? They're probably going to Ukraine. After all, there's nowhere else nearby. Okay, Tojo and the others are here!"

"Ah."

1-59 A society based on human relationships

"Hehe..." The moment the call was connected, Lanser heard a girl's proud voice and immediately hung up the phone. This reaction made the human figures around him a little stunned. What was the commander thinking? This was a favor, was it?

But Fei Ma laughed. Her commander was a little narrow-minded.

"Hey! You guy! Can you please talk properly?" Lansher picked up the call again, but it was obvious that his attitude just now had irritated the girl.

"Because we are all in the same industry, when we talk nicely, we are basically planning to kill each other, so just say whatever you want to say." Lanser responded unhappily, "Ms. Koko Hekmatia from HCLI."

"What you said... I actually think it makes sense, what should I do!" Koko was about to complain a few words, and she was kind enough to say thank you, but Lanser interrupted her, and she was suddenly stunned. What he said really highlighted a truth! "That's not right! What does it mean that you saved me? It's impossible that you have feelings for me." Koko didn't mention the favor. This matter was over, and the favor in the past was not a big deal anyway.

"Huh?" Lanser rubbed the head of Sopii who was peeking at the side, "I have no interest in tomboys."

"Hehe... Anyway, thank you for what you did today. But how did you end up in Turkey? There shouldn't be any customers here. Can you tell me if there is any information we can exchange with each other?" Koko gestured to the person next to her, took out a pair of binoculars, and looked towards the port. They were asked to stay in the hotel, so they really had nowhere to go now.

"I'm being ordered around, and I'm not like some people. The profit from a random little thing is enough to cover a whole shipload of goods." Lanser complained with a smile. If it wasn't for some European products, why would he owe this guy a favor.

"I see. It seems that you want to move forward. I won't compete with you for this business." Koko Hekmatia immediately understood that Lancer's trip was probably due to some almost mandatory requirements. For an arms dealer of his level, it is not a big deal. He often encounters such things, and is given some requirements that make you uncomfortable but not necessary to refuse. "I owe you this time. If you need anything..."

"I want a lot, artillery ballistic radar, large anti-aircraft missiles, new airborne electronic equipment, the latest air-to-air and air-to-ground missiles." Lancer reported a long list of needs in an instant, and the girls beside him began to laugh. Commander, this is why you like to make trouble for others. There are only three types of arms dealers. One is your own commander, who runs quantity and makes money by selling large quantities. The other is quality, and a few small items can make a lot of money, so there is no need to work yourself to death to transport a large amount of items to make money. Koko Hekmatia is a typical example, and a few trucks of things are clear.

Of course, there is actually a third form, which can do the above two businesses, but this is not something that a single company can handle. This form is called: national arms trade.

"Stop! This is impossible to give

You bastard, you need to be more careful about your merchandise! "Koko covered her head and began to refuse. What a joke! If Lanser gets these merchandise, he will definitely trade them to some troublesome customers casually, which will definitely get him into big trouble! "Forget it, next time there's good business, I'll call you! I owe you this favor first."

"Okay!" Lancer hung up the phone quickly, and so did Koko. Then their reactions were also the same. Lancer hugged Fei Ma and Koko hugged Falme.

"This is a disgusting guy!" ×2

"Hahaha..." M16 laughed. "The relationship between the Commander and Koko-chan is very interesting. You can say that they owe each other favors, and occasionally they will ask each other for some help, but the grudge between the two sides is really not small."

Normally, as the commander who focuses on quantity and Koko who focuses on quality, there should be no conflicts between the two in business. It can even be said that they complement each other. For example, the commander and Koko's brother, Casper, have a very good relationship. The two are idiots who can drink in the tavern for an afternoon and then fight with local thugs together. In short, both Fei Ma, who went to rescue the commander that time, and the other party's Maggie were speechless.

However, Koko and the commander encountered a problem. They were negotiating a trade with a small country. The other party wanted to update their old armored vehicles and upgrade their fighter jets. It sounds good. Everyone has a meal, right?

However, there is a small problem here, just one! This is a small country. Although the economy has improved slightly in recent years, the money that can be used to strengthen the military is limited. If they have sufficient funds, they can find formal channels to complete the transaction and find arms dealers, just to avoid the eyes and ears of others and save some money.

In other words, there is money… but not much!

So this matter became a matter of arm wrestling between Lancer and Koko. Lancer naturally went to the officers of the army. In addition to promising to pay them, he also pointed out a very realistic problem. Your air force only has a squadron of advanced fighters. Even if you install the electronic equipment provided by Koko, how much can the combat effectiveness increase? Give me the money, I can update the armored vehicles of a regiment for you! And maybe I can help you find some low-priced anti-tank missiles or something. Everyone can share some of the profits, isn't it wonderful?

Koko also found someone from the Air Force. What is modern warfare like? Look at the Gulf War. What is the use of armored forces? If the Air Force can't hold on, after the sun rises and sets, all the armored forces on the ground will become medals for the other side! What's the point of fighting? Admit defeat as soon as possible!

Then it immediately became a dispute between the air and the land in this country. Everyone wanted new toys and new equipment, and then it became a mess. No one was willing to give in! The real interests of the military are here. Whoever takes a step back will damage the interests of the military and will be stabbed in the back when he returns.

In the end, they could only come up with a plan that was as vague as mud. They took all of Lanser and Koko's orders. Yes, they took all of them! Then someone would say, "You can take all of them, but what are you doing before? Isn't this rich?"

No, because Koko contacted the HCLI headquarters and took out a loan by mortgaging tariffs, turning one sum of money into two, and then slowly repaid the extra money.

Everyone is happy?

No! Lancer was furious! He had invested so much money, but ended up having to pay HCLI twice?! Are you kidding me!

Moreover, this bad woman Koko also provides brigade-level troop formation training services, with hands-on teaching from all the newly retired NATO officers! She ate it again!

Three times!

Seeing that the other party had earned three profits from this order, while he could only earn "a little" hard-earned money from it, Lanser was really furious. Looking at Koko's smug face, Lanser almost gave an order to directly shout at all the people on the other side.

"That bastard!" Koko was also very angry. Although she didn't run in volume, it didn't mean she couldn't run! Since she started working in this industry, Lanser was the first bastard who took a piece of the order she had set her sights on! Moreover, the entry of HCLI headquarters to borrow funds also meant that she had to guarantee the country. The money that could have been easily earned turned into a high-risk business, and the unit price was also lowered because of that bastard! This is simply unbearable!

So both sides felt that this was intolerable!

"Then why did the commander help her today?" Fei Ma stroked her long hair and looked at her commander with a smile. What a stupid bad boy!

"Hmph!" Lanser shook his head with a wry smile. "We can say that we share a common suffering. After all, we were attacked a few days ago. I don't know who is buying her head this time." Lanser shook his head. They had to do a lot of homework to enter a country. It was necessary to screen out various possible troubles in the local area to see if there would be any stubborn idiots who would come out to cause trouble for them.

Obviously, Koko didn't do a good job of investigation this time, or rather, she didn't expect that only two people would have the courage to raid her. The price she paid was that Koko was almost killed.

This is also why after general arms dealers become big and strong, they are divided into different regions. It is because they are familiar with each other. Even if they are not local snakes, they are basically in collusion with local snakes. Everyone is on the same line. Lanser's biggest recognition of this point is

The truth is, who says foreigners don't care about human relationships? I think the only reason they don't care is because they don't talk to you.

How did Lancer get to know this old man Underwood? Wasn't it because someone introduced him? Then he got an invitation ticket to the Democratic Convention through the New York Parish.

It just so happened that a certain unscrupulous politician was out at the door flirting with young girls, and Lancer, as an invited large donor, also slipped out to get some fresh air. The two of them squatted at the door pretending not to know each other and chatted for an hour until Doug came out to inform Underwood that it was his turn to speak.

Then, during Underwood's speech, Lancer called over the waiter and signed a check for half a million as an on-the-spot donation.

As a result, Lancer's "little" trouble was solved the next day...

The next day, Underwood's wife's "Clean Water Project" received an additional $200 million in anonymous donations.

Later, when Lancer went to Washington again, he was already known as "dear little scoundrel" in Underwood's mouth.

The tacit understanding between the two is that Underwood never asks Lancer to do dirty things, and Lancer never asks Underwood directly to introduce him to government projects that can easily leave fingerprints.

As for other things...

Can't we talk about everything?

"Speaking of assassinations, it seems that the battle between the Russian gangsters and John Wick in New York has already come to an end."

"Oh, it looks like another unlucky guy has been born to be used as a background for the John Wick legend? This guy must be really fed up."

1-60 CIA Guests

"They said they have all the people?" Lanser asked as he stood on the observation deck, watching John's team members retract the personnel bridge at the stern of the ship. At the same time, he felt that he had to give a thumbs up to this guy who called himself Sasov. When it was already dark, he led these guys to the side of Lanser's ship, just within the deadline given by Lanser.

"Yes, the other party said that everyone is here." John gave a clear answer while holding the walkie-talkie.

"Number of people?" Lancer tilted his head. He did not go down to meet Sasov and the others. John opened a side door for them.

"18 people, 10 men and 8 women." John simply counted the heads and reported the simple inspection they had just done. "No weapons were brought. They only had some clothes, documents, and cell phones that they brought with them."

"Okay," Lancer nodded. They were supposed to be in the same group before they got off the ship, so they wouldn't have any brain problems. "M4, switch to the cabin broadcast."

"Switch completed." M4 responded almost the next second.

"Hello everyone, I'm the captain. You will be able to set foot on Ukrainian soil around tomorrow evening. Before that, I hope everyone can be safe and sound." Lancer paused here, raised his telescope, and looked around the port. It seemed that there were no tails, so he continued, "Because this ship is a cargo ship, the conditions are limited. Next, you will be assigned to two rooms, one for men and one for women, with toilets and washing areas. We will provide you with some food. If you have special needs, you can contact our crew, but please note that this is not a department store, so please don't bargain."

"..." After listening to Lancer's words, after a while, Sasov came in with M16 and AR to distribute canned food and individual rations (the cheapest individual rations of a certain Eastern country), as well as bottled water. He leaned against the door and asked John who was monitoring the situation nearby, "Man, I think I need something for defense."

"Knife? Or a gun?" John was not surprised. Even if the CIA didn't say it, he could probably guess what it wanted to do. It was not surprising that the man in front of him wanted to buy something useful from them. Whether he wanted to frame someone or protect himself, it was a normal choice to not be completely without room for resistance when being abandoned.

After all, the CIA has done a lot of harm to people over the years, and what is amazing is that the CIA is really indiscriminate in its abuses. Even if your government is pro-American, and is hardcore pro-American, and your country has open military bases, the CIA will not show any mercy when it comes to killing people. It is all about indiscriminate attacks.

There are successful ones and unsuccessful ones. Some of the successful ones may have become successful overnight. But not all of the failed ones can escape unscathed. Many of them are missing. This may not be revenge by the local government. The CIA also has some traditional ways of destroying evidence...

"Guns, bulletproof vests, necessary first aid medicines, and if possible, I want some special support." Sasov said quickly. Obviously, he was also a veteran, and the things he reported did not seem like something that could be used for civilized protest.

"We don't get involved in your affairs." John gave him a cold look. Support? If he agreed, Lancer would probably kick him off the ship and get involved in the game between the CIA and the Lubyanka Hotel. Tired of living? "The only guns we can provide you are those made in Russia."

"Okay." Taking a deep breath, Sasov said, "Pistols, what are they? When can I see them? How much do they cost?"

"Basic set, $2500, Tokarev pistol, three magazines, 2 rounds of ammunition, level 4000 body armor (US standard); Elite, $2, Makarov, level A body armor, other

Same; action suit CZ75, body armor is 3A level, everything else is the same, $5000." John looked at the man next to him and shrugged, "Of course if you are willing to add another $1500, Scorpion."

“……” Sasov looked at John twice and said nothing.

"What? You think it's too expensive?" John crossed his arms. This guy wouldn't think that since they took the order from the CIA, they must give them a bargain price.

"No, to be honest, I actually think your boss is very conscientious. At this time, you didn't even ask us for a five-digit price. Guns may be easy to get, but bulletproof vests..." Sasov glanced at John, "Are you selling them separately?"

"Not just for sale." John said very bluntly, "You brought a lot of cash?"

"Yes." Sasov did not deny it, and then took out a stack of dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into John's hand. "Cigarettes, beer, sausages, and give my guys something to eat." Sasov said loudly, and then quickly lowered his voice, "Elite."

"..." He stuffed the money into his arms, "The extra money will be converted into food and sent to you." John saw that M16 had already distributed all the food, "I suggest you ask them to keep these, who knows if they will be useful. The rest will be given to you before you disembark."

"Yeah." Sasov nodded, "It's really a bit expensive to eat here." After all, 6000 US dollars, even for 18 people, is enough to have a big meal in a decent restaurant, and in front of him... Sasov estimated that he would only get some simple drinks and snacks.

However, the food that was brought in on a flatbed truck later made him feel that it was worth the money. The food was packed in plastic boxes, with rice, corn, ham, sweet beans, a large piece of stewed meat, and a serving of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Some long-lasting canned cold dishes, such as pickled cucumbers and pickled radishes, were used as side dishes. It was quite good.

"I didn't expect that we could have Chinese food?" The people around Sasov said in surprise, because it looked like this was obviously not fast food, but freshly cooked dishes.

"Yes, it's a little expensive. By the way, put away all the rations and canned food, they may be needed someday. Notify the girls next door, they should not prohibit us from walking in the corridor." Sasov's eyes flickered. In fact, he carried a lot of US dollars in his wallet. Although he could theoretically withdraw money in Ukraine, he would become very conspicuous there and might encounter some problems.

A young man at the door took a can of beer that had just been delivered, turned around and left, and went next door to report Sasov's statement.

"Commander, they are eating honestly." Johns handed the $1 given by Sasov to Lancer while speaking. "This guy has calluses on his hands. He must be an old soldier."

"Hua La..." Lanser picked up the ten thousand dollars and ran his thumb across it gently. "Interesting, it looks like he carried the US dollars that Da Lai gave you. Bookman is not afraid that he will run away." After that, he handed the 1 US dollars to John. "Brothers, divide it up. Strengthen your vigilance in the next few days. I guess Ukraine will not be peaceful."

"Okay, thank you, boss." John also imitated Lancer and scraped the edge of the US dollar. Listening to the sound of the banknotes rolling, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Who can not like the sound of US dollars?

"By the way, we need to add one more post tonight. Keep an eye on these guys. There's not much left. Let's go eat." Lanser gestured. Even Sasov and his group of passengers had good food. Would Lanser and his group eat badly? Of course not.

John greeted Lancer and then went back to his table with ten thousand dollars in his hand. After the group happily divided the money, they began to eat quickly. According to the usual practice, they were divided into three shifts, each lasting three hours, and then they could rest, so that everyone would be in good spirits when they arrived in Ukraine.

At this time, Chuntian brought the standard seven dishes and one soup to Lansher's table. Fei Ma also took off her apron and sat down next to Lansher. If Chuntian cooked alone, he would not have to do anything else that day, so there would usually be someone who would take the initiative to help Chuntian, and SOP also made a batch of automatic kitchen utensils.

"I have to say, the automatic frying pan that SOPII modified this time is very useful!" After all, there are quite a few people, so apart from stewing rice which can be solved relatively easily, cooking is really a very hard task. Then Lanser and SOPII started to work on it.

As a result, on the first day, I was taken out of the kitchen by my mother. Everyone wanted to have dinner! You two guys actually planned to use the welding gun at this time? You can't mess around like this!

So Lancer and SOPII could only work on their own in SOPII's room, and they successfully made the first batch of woks. The method was very simple: an induction cooker, a frying pan, a spatula that rotates on it... and a nozzle that sprays oil and various seasonings inside.

How can I put it? The appearance of this little thing gives me the feeling of the close cooperation between the green-skinned Megatron and the Mechanicus!

As for Springfield, it's just something you don't have to fry, but you still have to keep an eye on it. In the end, you still have to fish the vegetables out yourself. The taste of the vegetables is just enough to ensure that they are cooked, and the taste is a little uneven.

It’s not a big problem, but don’t think too much about the heat.

Then Lancer and SOPII came up with the second generation that Springfield is using now. They use an iron bucket directly, and there is no need for an induction cooker. After the bucket is tilted at a large angle, it can be directly put on the fire for baking. Add a shovel with a fixed angle, and it's done.

At present, it can allow Haruta to stir-fry several dishes at the same time without any effort, but according to Haruta's original words, "It can only be used by us. If it were a normal human, it would be better to go to the stove..."