Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

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"Hmm? Where are we?" Lanser was sleeping very soundly, and he woke up after being gently shaken. He looked up and saw that it was already dark. Lanser, who probably had slept for the whole afternoon, frowned, a little surprised that he didn't seem to be knocked out by the girls.

"It's time to eat, Commander. We are still 200 kilometers away from the target location. We need to take a good rest and eat something. This rest area has hotels, restaurants, and supermarkets." SOPII said happily, "We also need to refuel the car and take a good rest. Then we will go to the target location to explore."

"Okay." Lanser stretched his body. He seemed to be a little sore because he slept curled up. He muttered, "I'm going to buy an RV sooner or later. I feel like I got beaten up after sleeping like this. My whole body aches."

"But you can't load the RV on the ship, unless you change to a bigger ship, Commander." SOPII happily teased.

"So what are we having for dinner?" Lanser stretched his limbs and suddenly looked to the side, but seemed to have seen nothing. He smiled and pulled out his coat from the back of his chair, put it on, and unfastened the buckle of his holster under his ribs.

"Spring Field has gone to order the food. If we're lucky, we might be able to get something to fill our stomachs when we go in." SOPII pushed Lancer from behind and walked towards the restaurant.

Lanser pushed open the door of the restaurant. He didn't know if he came at the wrong time, after all, it seemed that the meal time had passed, or maybe this restaurant was not usually crowded. There were more than a dozen tables, but only three or four of them were occupied, not counting the large table occupied by Lanser and his friends.

"Have you finished ordering?" Lansel looked at his girls. Chuntian seemed to be watching TV out of boredom. The Ukrainian politicians on TV were attacking each other for having character problems. Fei Ma patted the chair next to her and motioned Lansel to sit down.

"Yes, we've ordered. You said the Chicken Kiev was good last time, so we ordered a few more today. Oh, the cake is here." Chuntian looked back at Lancer with a very appropriate smile on his face.

"Looks like I'll have to eat more later." Lanser said with a smile.

"Yeah, tonight might be another lively night." Brother 16 smiled and shook the kvass in his hand. "635 has checked your equipment for you."

"Well, I didn't expect the other party's influence to be so far-reaching.

, that's interesting, it looks like we won't be having a quiet night."

1-67 Moonlight Attack

"Are they in the room?" A guy with a pale face looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. His simple question made the middle-aged man tremble. Obviously, a huge fear was oppressing the middle-aged man.

"Yes, great sir! They are here, one man and seven women! Their car is still in the parking lot, and the hotel owner has been watching them. They haven't come down since they went up!" The middle-aged man's voice was trembling, perhaps because of fear, but he spoke very quickly.

"Very good! If you can really meet our requirements, you will be pardoned!" The pale middle-aged man showed a creepy smile, and his sharp canine teeth were quite conspicuous under the moonlight. "Let's go! Let's go and enjoy the night!" This man... Oh, no, this vampire turned around and smiled at the guy behind him, motioning his companion to follow.

"I'm sorry... Who asked you to come here today and why don't you leave... I'm sorry..." The middle-aged man looked at the two lights on in the hotel lobby and muttered like a madman. He was obviously helpless, but if they didn't die, the people in the village would have to pay the price to feed the appetite of these damn vampires.

"Let's go back... We still have to clean up tomorrow..." An elderly man beside them sighed. What can they do? No, they can't do anything. The only way is to survive. The police? The government? These bastards who are fed with money don't care about the lives of these peasants. He looked up at these aliens who were crawling up quickly with their limbs hooked on the wall, "May God bless them to rest in peace."

"Bang..." After a vampire took a peek and confirmed that there were indeed two girls lying inside, he couldn't help but rush in, "Come on, let's boil!" He immediately used a standard blood clan spell on the woman on the bed, "Blood Boil!" He just liked to watch his target twisting and struggling helplessly in endless pain, and then he could have a feast after playing with her wantonly.

"Oh? The commander is right! Captain, you have to clean up these days!" But it is obvious that Brother Sixteen, who rushed up directly with his life wrapped in a bundle and pierced the vampire in front of him with a silver-plated dagger, was not affected at all. But think about it, the girls simply don't have the blood to boil.

Instead, the vampire in front of him was stabbed through the heart by the silver-plated dagger, and turned into a handful of flying ash with a look of disbelief on his face. The M4 next to him had already rushed out of the room and rushed to where Lancer was.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" At this time, gunshots were heard from the next room. Obviously, Lancer did not intend to wait for the other party to pounce on him like his girls did. The moment the other party broke through the window, he had already pulled the trigger of the Saiga-12 fully automatic shotgun in his hand, the same model provided to John Wick. The bullets fired directly knocked the vampire in front of him away, hitting the wall near the window.

"Hey, isn't this the rubbish that can only steal graves and eat corpses at night? Lanser casually shot the unlucky guy in front of him twice more. Since he couldn't kill him anyway, he might as well shoot for fun. "Report the situation, girls!"

"It's solved! Wow, it's so dirty!" SOPII said happily. Before the vampire broke the glass, he saw a red dot passing through the glass and onto his body with horror. Then the assault rifle with a silencer instantly fired thirty silver-plated bullets, turning him into a colander, and then he died suddenly and turned into ashes on the ground.

"Solved! M4 has come over to throw herself into my arms! Commander, be gentle!" I will not obey anything else, but the old driver will obey you, Brother Sixteen. However, the 16 with guns and the Knight who also opened the door and walked out nodded to each other, and then patrolled in the corridor.

"Alive, but it seems that only one should be kept, right?" Haruta looked at the person in front of him, the sharp bayonet against the vampire who was spitting blood, tendons cut, and limbs broken, and a smile appeared on his face. Oh, although it took a little time, but he is the only one caught alive, Haruta thought proudly.

According to their previous experience, vampires do have strong self-healing abilities, but humans also have self-healing abilities! It's all fake if we don't talk about time efficiency! Obviously, vampires, at least except for a very small number of high-level vampires, cannot have the ability to heal themselves as quickly as breathing to restore blood.

"Yes, but there is something I really want to do. I remember I bought some medical leeches before I came here. Are they still there?" Lancer stepped on the vampire who was breathing with difficulty, and thought about it. Fei Ma signaled, and Fei Ma threw a drum magazine over, and Lancer replaced the magazine in his hand.

"Oh~ It just happens to be here." Chuntian took out a very large jar. Lancer had insisted on buying it before, and now... Chuntian roughly understood what it was used for.

"I heard that vampires don't necessarily die after their heads are chopped off, so let's see if blood-sucking worms in nature and their close relatives can love each other." Lanser's leisurely tone actually made the vampire under his feet feel a wave of fear in his heart.

"The shotgun shells I just gave you seem to be ordinary, but they are not very effective against you."

"Damn inferior race..." the vampire cursed.

"Hey!" Lancer took a step back, and the vampire immediately felt a chill on his back, realizing that Lancer

What did Se want to do? He went from being a hunter to being hunted, and even the guy who hunted him was playing with him unscrupulously. He wanted to crawl forward to the window.

In the deep night, suddenly, flames like fireworks burst out wildly from a room, and the magazine of 30 rounds of dragon breath bombs was emptied in an instant. A dark figure fell to the ground with flames all over his body.

"Huh~ These American fireworks are really exciting!" Lancer laughed, and tore down the burning curtain and threw it out of the window. Indeed, silver bullets are theoretically effective against vampires, but that doesn't mean that vampires are really invincible except for silver and the sun. There are actually many tricks that can be played. SOPII tried the steam roller before, and at least the flat layer of skin lying on the streets of New York really has no intention of getting up.

"No, no, no...ah..." Seeing Chuntian go out and come back with a machete, the vampire on the ground began to struggle violently, but Chuntian had no intention of tolerating him. He directly chopped off his head, stuffed it into the jar, sealed the lid, and looked at the vampire head inside with a terrified expression. Looking at the leeches crawling over nearby, the vampire's expression was distorted.

Chuntian looked at her own results, nodded, raised the corners of her mouth, and walked out with the jar. Because Lansher had already gone downstairs, she went downstairs too.

"They're coming?" On the sofa in Lancer's own car, the hotel owner and his family, as well as several people who had previously tipped off the vampires, were all kneeling in a row on the ground trembling with fear. Just now, the AR team had gone to bring them and their families back. This incident was just right for Lancer to collect some intelligence, and of course, he also had to punish those guys who betrayed them.

"It's okay, the room is just a little dirty..." Chuntian put the jar on the table with a smile. The pupils of all the people kneeling opposite them instantly contracted. Their adults met them again in a very strange situation.

"It's okay. Sitwell has already been notified. That's his job." Lancer said, causing the innkeeper across the street to turn pale. Then he reached out and patted the jar in front of him. "See, these guys are nothing special."

"......" The group of people in front of him were trembling with fear and did not dare to look up at Lan Se. After all, the things they were afraid of were just killed by these handsome men and beautiful women in front of them as if they were playing. Looking at their attitude of not taking it seriously, anyone could understand what had happened.

"Tell me, what's going on with these guys? It looks like they've been here for a long time." Lancer looked at the "accomplices" on the side, his eyes full of cold smiles. If the AR team tested them with a silver-plated dagger and found that none of them had been infected and turned into vampires, then Lancer would have to do a wave of "disinfection" first.

“……” Silence.

"Um..." Lancer looked back at the girls around him, "Okay SOPII translate it."

SOPII made a (＾－＾)V sign to Lancer, then stepped forward and kicked the one closest to him, while quickly translating what Lancer said into Russian. While listening, the Ukrainians kept looking at Lancer, their eyes full of fear and anxiety, but it seemed that two of them realized something. Finally, the hotel owner said something quickly.

"He is asking you if you are an official." SOPII said simply.

"Eh... tell him I'm not. Since I didn't say it before, forget it this time. But it's better if they don't talk nonsense when I ask questions." Lan Se rolled his eyes. He actually had such a strange fantasy. Since he was an official, shouldn't he reveal his identity to them first?

"They agreed and said that this was something that happened in the last six months or so. They called the police, but the police thought they were crazy and ignored them." The hotel owner, who spoke nicely this time, said quickly.

"Let Sitwell check the situation of the police station here, make sure it hasn't been taken over." Lancer nodded. Vampires are very troublesome creatures. They have a very strict distinction between superiors and subordinates. Lower-level vampires have almost no resistance to high-level vampires, so vampires always like to create a bunch of lower-level vampires and blood slaves to control an area.

The few people just killed by Lancer were lower-level vampires.

"Okay..." M4 nodded and left.

"Second question, are there other vampires around here?"

“…They said, yes!”

1-68 Hydra's "cleaning" service

"I didn't think about it..." Sitwell's call made Nick Fury scratch his head violently. Sitwell's report made him have great doubts about his previous judgment. Obviously, the situation in Ukraine has become so bad. If it were in the past, SHIELD should have officially notified all parties and mobilized forces to wipe out these bastards who had crossed the line. Decades ago, humans were able to knock you down, so today they can knock you down again!

But now there is a fatal problem lying in front of him... Because of the tug-of-war between the major powers, the Ukrainian government itself is on the brink of civil strife, and even its own troops have been divided into factions. Everyone is waiting for the moment when the boot finally drops!

In this case, who is willing to mobilize forces to enter such a

An obvious vortex, if not paid attention to, could become the meat patty in the subsequent conflict. No one wanted to be like this, so naturally there was no place for him to mobilize his forces.

Such a situation naturally gave Nick Fury a headache, and what was even more terrible was that even if he reported the matter this time, no one would help him, because the people who could take care of the matter were either too far away to do anything, or too close and had already been involved in this political turmoil.

"Did that little bastard help obediently?" Nick Fury, who had been having a headache for a while, suddenly realized something. Sitwell only had so much power, but he was able to discover so many things smoothly.

"Yes, it's still a help." Sitwell smiled, "Finally, I gave him enough benefits, so he helped me." At this point, he lit a cigarette for himself and wiped the blood off his hands. "He has killed four or five in a village... Oh, and he even gave me one head! Fury, you are right, this guy is a bastard."

"Huh? What happened? The head? The vampire's head?" Nick Fury was very surprised. "He has already exchanged fire with the other party? His actions are very efficient."

"The large number of vampires gathered was obviously not enough to be supplied by the small amount of blood stored in the nest. They had spread to a location of about 200 kilometers. When he was resting in a rest area, he was attacked by them... Then, he killed all the vampires, gave the villagers a simple test, and left."

"200 kilometers..." This news gave Nick Fury a headache. If he really used 200 kilometers to draw a circle, some locations might have broken through the Ukrainian border.

"According to his suggestion, I visited the nearby police station and got some intelligence. 200 kilometers should be the radius of their blood tax collection. They are still concentrated in that general area." Sitwell and several soldiers nearby nodded. "That's basically all the information. How is the situation over there? Does Stark have any news?"

"No, we don't know the other party's purpose at the moment, and no one has come out to claim this attack." Nick Fury covered his forehead. He himself didn't know why things had exploded so quickly during this period of time, and why the vampires in New York had become so chaotic. He suddenly felt that it would be great if he had a powerful direct unit! It would be best if he could have heavy firepower to kill all these guys in one go. "This guy has too many interests involved, who dares to claim such an attack casually."

"That's right. The US military is holding its breath. If anyone sticks their head out, they will definitely be killed by the angry US military." Sitwell sighed, took a mobile phone from Ren's man next to him, glanced at the message on it, and nodded.

"Is there anything else I need to know?" Nick Fury racked his brain, thinking about who could be transferred to Ukraine. Now it was obvious that this matter could not be ignored, but if a large number of people were sent into the country, the already tense situation would definitely become worse.

"No more..." Sitwell stood up.

"Well, call is over." Nick Fury needs to gather people as quickly as possible to conduct an assessment and decide whether to invest manpower to test how deep the water is, or just sit back and watch the matter escalate until both sides have to stop struggling and concentrate on dealing with this matter.

The former might be made into a sandwich, and the latter... It's not a good idea either. It's entirely possible that the situation will get completely out of control because of the late intervention. No one wants the vampires to rise again in the human world. These old antiques should stay in the graves where they belong.

"Call ended!" Sitwell hung up the phone.

"Hmph, I have to say, you are much braver than I thought. As S.H.I.E.L.D., you actually dare to ask me, a remnant of Hydra, to do the job." A man standing next to Sitwell slowly turned around and looked at Sitwell not far away after Sitwell ended the call.

"If there is any possibility, do you think I would look for you? Zemo..." Sitwell frowned and looked at the people around him. Most of his funds were used to exchange for this secret storage point in the former Soviet Union to lure Lancer to investigate the situation.

Then he didn't have much money left, but he still had a lot to do. What should he do? Ah, isn't this just right? He is indeed more than just an identity. He disclosed some fatal intelligence to the local Hydra organization. If you don't want your lair to be next to the vampire's nest, send someone over to settle the matter quickly.

Then Sitwell got support without spending a penny, and the support from these people was quite exciting!

"Hum..." The flamethrower roared, and the high-pressure fuel ignited the supermarket next door. After the owner of the supermarket was shot dead, he would burn fiercely in his own store. Sitwell followed Lancer's footsteps to the service area. The Hydra he brought was not as merciful as Lancer. Their commander directly ordered the area to be "disinfected", and then the Hydra soldiers killed everyone here, just like they had just killed everyone in the police station. Naturally, someone would come to cover it up. In the current chaotic situation, such a move is convenient

They used to cover up the situation.

"Hmph! This performance art piece looks great. It belongs to me. It means my help to you was not in vain this time." Baron Zemo picked up the very interesting jar in front of Sitwell. A silver cross necklace was tied to the mouth of the jar, which was the simplest seal. "A vampire is being sucked of blood. What a genius idea. Look at the despair of this guy. When are you going to pull him over? I really want to have a good chat with him. This guy must be very interesting."

Baron Zemo's base camp is not far from here. Whether for the safety of his own base or to take advantage of the situation, he responded the fastest and rushed into Ukraine with a well-equipped commando team.

Obviously, Zemo was very interested in Springfield's "handicraft". He took it in his hand and examined it carefully. Without caring whether Sitwell agreed or not, he gestured to his men, brought over a lead box, put the jar in it, and sealed it.

"Then you have to help me cover it up. We need a video of the 'harmless' treatment." Sitwell shrugged. There is no free lunch. If it was just a vampire's head, then it must be said that Zemo didn't ask for much this time. Sitwell even felt like he had earned something.

"Cut off this guy's head, record the process of burning it to ashes, and then hand it over to our public official." Zemo pointed at the hotel owner who was robbed and killed. He was already dead anyway, so he might as well borrow his head.

"Alright! Give me ten men and ask them to follow me. I have to catch up quickly. I have a feeling that today's incident is just the beginning." Sitwell stood up and said, "I'll trouble you to keep an eye on this place."

"Well, don't worry, we will clean it up." Zemo nodded. It's true that Hydra is not a human being, but for these aliens that hinder them from achieving their goals and affect their safety, they usually kill them and plunder them unless they reach a special agreement with each other. Hydra is very interested! These aliens with hundreds of years of accumulation are often the big gift packages they like. Even if it may require some manpower losses, when have they ever worried about this?

Especially this time, after Zemo arrived, he found that he didn't need his people to explore all the way. Someone would clear the way in front, and he just had to clean up behind. Such news made him very happy. Now that he had obtained a living vampire head, he felt unexpectedly satisfied!

"Very good!" A soldier whispered in Zemo's ear and told him that a headless body was found on the top floor. Zemo nodded. It was full of research materials. After all, those crazy people in South America had proved that it was possible to form an army of vampires and their minions, so why couldn't he do it?

　So this is an action with low investment and high returns. Those fools who hesitate don’t know what they are missing!

"Take the stuff away, clean up all the traces, and then set the buildings on fire to complete the final purification." Zemo said excitedly, "Team D, follow him and keep reporting if there is anything. I'll be behind you." After that, Zemo looked at Sitwell, "Is there any other support you need?"

"No need." Sitwell stood up and threw the cigarette casually on the stall, burning a big hole, but don't worry, this place will soon become a sea of ​​fire. "I have to catch up as soon as possible."

"Then I'll wait for your news."

"Ah."

1-69 Hit!

"Looks like we've found it?" Lanser looked at the fortress on the mountain not far in front of him, "But it doesn't look like... a castle? There are no towers or aerial corridors." Lanser looked at a building that seemed to be made of stone. The straight-line distance given by the telescope was 2153 meters. From a distance, it looked square, with only the middle building being slightly taller with a bell tower on it. It was not a traditional European castle.

"This may be a monastery, or some other ancient building." M4 checked it in his mind and gave a more reliable answer.

Hmm... this design, Lanser inexplicably reminded him of the design of the M* (Between BD) Academy (those who know are not good kids), so Lanser subconsciously asked, "This clock won't have the ability to hypnotize, right?"

"Hypnosis?!" M4 and M16 looked at each other and sighed in unison. What was the commander thinking about?

"Hahahaha..." SOPII laughed mercilessly, "It's not that easy!" Do you think Lancer has ever come up with such a malicious idea?

"So stop having those wild thoughts, okay?" Fei's mother poked Lan Se's forehead hard. She had never seen such a naughty child before... Just say whatever you want.

"Feima, drones, self-destructive type and reconnaissance type." Lanser looked in the direction of Feima, and then found that Feima had taken out her own set of heavy armor first. He shrugged helplessly, then lay down with his hands and raised his feet to make it easier for his girls to put on this set of armor. It might not be very powerful, but it would definitely be more resistant.

Six humanoids rushed forward and fiddled with the heavy armor that SOPII had rubbed by hand and quickly put it on Lancer. After putting it on, Lancer looked much stronger.

"How do I feel

This thing seems a bit heavier. "Lancer patted the front of his chest, six 8-round magazines. Yes, this time, the girls did not let Lancer use the M4. As for Lancer's shooting skills, this is not irony, it is only slightly better than the average policeman. Maybe if he competes with SWAT in shooting moving targets, Lancer may be the one who loses completely.

Vampires are also famous for being faster than normal humans, so the girls simply decided not to let Lancer waste bullets. Anyway, Lancer had a lot of fun using the dragon breath bullets last night, so why not keep using them? Therefore, the Saiga-12 that they took out last night was not put away, and Lancer continued to use it. Anyway, there were enough dragon breath bullets in Fei Ma's space. The girls were on the way here just now, and except for SOPII who drove the car, the other five people helped Lancer press hundreds of magazines, which was enough for Lancer to play with slowly.

After Lancer locked the magazine, he looked up in front of him. At this time, Fei Ma had already started taking out the drones stored in her own space. There were not one or two drones, but dozens of boxes. Each box contained ten of the self-destructive drones that Lancer had just mentioned. These were simple drones hand-made by SOPII with spare parts ordered from a certain Eastern power.

The camera is not very clear, but the cost is low, and it uses a special slot for C4 explosives, with a maximum limit of 1 kg, and can extend the control radius by using several special models as relay stations. Although these cheap drones will be quickly scrapped when facing strong electronic attacks, by that time, it will be time for Lancer and his team to take out a big treasure.

Whether it is a war or a small-scale battle, this is actually the case. If you find that you cannot solve the problem with a small amount of money at the beginning, then don't hesitate, immediately put in a lot of effort and try to solve the problem in the shortest time possible. Otherwise, it will become a continuous bleeding with human lives as sacrifices on both sides, which is just a death game.

So Lancer was not stingy from the beginning. He even had the idea of ​​consuming more of these combat equipment and then taking some home from the Soviet doomsday warehouse.

"Hey!" Lanser laughed as he saw the drones taking off continuously in the woods and the flashing lights on them. "This seems to be the first time we have verified my drone swarm attack."

"It's not the first time we use drones, it's just the first time we use so many. Commander, it's mainly because SOPII can't do it all by hand. Commander, you should wear another set of combat armor, considering the current situation. We are not facing a small number of vampires hiding in the New York metropolis, so..."

"That thing is too bulky and I can't use it for the time being." After saying this, Lanser noticed that all the girls were staring at him and sighed, "Okay, if it's really necessary, I'll wear it, but not now! Right?" Lanser compromised decisively.

"I will keep an eye on the commander." Fei Ma said with a smile, and then for the first time on land, she unscrupulously unfolded her ship equipment. The giant metal dragons slowly unfolded behind her. One of them even rubbed Lancer in a flattering way, almost rubbing Lancer away. The mechanical dragon became visibly sluggish.

"Okay, these guys always think that the jungle will be their best cover. It's time to let them know that this is an era where firepower is king!" As Lancer spoke, the swarm of drones slowly rose under the control of the girls, and at the same time spread out at the height of the treetops and semi-surrounded the not-so-small castle from three directions.

"There are quite a few people." As the swarm of drones slowly flew out, they did find some of the enemy's patrol personnel along the way, but they seemed to have a very casual attitude and did not notice these small drones.

"Commander, I request that Emperor Feret open the cans first, and then the drones conduct a surprise attack. Otherwise, the drone blasting of the outer wall may be less effective." M4 quickly said to Lancer. As the front-line commander appointed by Lancer, M4 gave his own combat advice.

"Xu Ke, thank you for your hard work..." Lanser looked back at Fei Ma, who was knocking on the dragon's head that almost knocked Lanser off. Fei Ma nodded gently, then narrowed her eyes and threatened her ship suit, "If you dare to mess around again, I'll beat you to death!" The mechanical dragon lowered its head, obviously not daring to talk nonsense.

"How long does it take to reach the destination?" Lanser asked softly. A normal person might need more than 2 minutes to run 10 kilometers, but his girls obviously would not need that long.