Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"Lancer, Lancer S. Valentine, the president of Azure Shipping Company." Koko, who also remembered something, tilted her head and looked at Stark, "By the way, Mr. Stark, do you know Mr. Lancer?"

"No, I don't know him, and I think if I knew him, I would be impressed. After all, there aren't many guys who are so popular with women." Stark smacked his lips. However, many of Lancer's behaviors seemed very strange to him, because this guy could hit on some of his points very well, which made him feel very good.

However, Stark smacked his lips and said nothing more. He still got in the car. Just like Koko said, he needed to have a good rest, and then come to talk to Koko tomorrow morning about what Stark needed to pay for her rescue. Now everyone was exhausted, and it was not the time to bargain. The other party had already rescued him, Stark, so it was difficult to repay this favor.

"Koko, we have done it, right? There are still five kilometers to the mainland hotel. Damascus is relatively peaceful today." R glanced at Koko and said simply. "Is it time to say goodbye to our temporary friends?"

Yes, although the cooperation seemed pretty good this time, they were still a temporary team and they had completed their mission today. Stark had already reached a safe place, and all that was left was to wait for HCLI's large transport plane to transport Stark back to the United States without anyone noticing.

"Yeah!" Koko stretched lazily, "It's over! No!" Koko suddenly remembered that she had made an appointment with the Syrian commander to have dinner tonight. The other party was very interested in the old Soviet artillery and shells that Koko reported to them. "Ah! I still have to find a buyer for that bastard Lancer! Why did I agree to this with him! And it's only 40% of the profit! It's too much!"

Koko, who found that she had not rested yet, rolled around on the hood of her car. Her subordinates were obviously very familiar with Koko's crazy behavior and laughed. Perhaps the only one who didn't laugh was the young soldier who had just joined the team.

"Koko is such a disgrace. Take back the drone, take a short break, and leave as soon as possible. We don't need to worry about the rest of the things." Lancer shook his head. "John, everyone will receive a bonus of 100,000 this time. It's a pity that there will be no vacation for the time being. Syria is not a place to stay for a long time."

"Commander, Commander! Let's leave the day after tomorrow."

"Hmm? What's wrong SOPII? Why do you have to leave the day after tomorrow?"

"Auction! Commander, you just found two Storm Assault Rifles! If we put them up for sale, we should be able to get more than what we get outside."

"good idea!"

1-91 Gun Inspection 4/10

"Mr. Lancer, welcome to the Damascus Continental Hotel." Lancer had just taken the elevator up from the hotel's underground parking lot and saw the hotel manager waiting for him at the door.

"I feel flattered." Lanser looked at the hotel manager with some surprise in his eyes. After all, he didn't seem to have reached the level of a hotel manager at a mainland hotel, who was waiting for him here specially. If you want to talk about Koko, as the young master of the shipping giant HCLI, dominating Europe and two major arms trade hotspots, it seems... just barely.

To be specific about Lancer, well, in most cases it should be...

"Who is Lancer?"

After all, if you are not a client of Lancer, or a practitioner in a related industry, it would be normal not to know Lancer's name.

"You are already a well-known figure in our Continental Hotel." The hotel manager in front of him said with a smile, and solved Lanser's doubts with just one sentence.

"That's really... an unimaginable answer." Lanser laughed. It turned out that he had been notified by the Continental Hotel. No wonder the person in front of him was so cold. "I have contacted you before. Some unlucky people need treatment. The money will be paid from my account. If it is not enough, the eldest lady of HCLI will come to pay later."

"They have been sent to the medical department for treatment. Please rest assured that there is no better medical team than ours in Damascus." The manager nodded. If everyone can do business well, then Lancer in front of him will be a very popular host.

They are trustworthy, generous in paying, and rarely do things in a sloppy manner.

Of course, it would be better if the revenge was not so cruel and crazy!

"By the way, I heard that you are preparing for an auction?!" Lansher blinked and looked at the hotel manager beside him. Obviously, the Continental Hotel was not a place where auctions were often held, and this sudden auction made Lansher feel that he couldn't miss it if he passed by.

The hotel manager also blinked and smiled bitterly, "Sir, I'm very sorry, our auction is by invitation only and it will start today. Obviously, getting you an invitation is already..." Translation: Who dares to let a killer like you into an auction house where you can easily get carried away? I'm afraid you'll just pull out your heavy machine gun and start shooting if you don't agree with me!

"You misunderstood! Is there a quieter room? I have a few things I want to auction off." Lanser said with a smile.

"Oh? Please come this way, there is a vacant meeting room." The hotel manager nodded and walked to the side.

"Okay, John, please go through the necessary procedures for check-in." Lancer greeted John and then followed the hotel manager.

"Okay, boss. We'll walk around for a while and won't leave the hotel." John saw Lancer's eyes scanning the surroundings and immediately understood what Lancer meant. Although the Continental Hotel should be a relatively safe place, it was obvious that Lancer did not completely trust them. He motioned for them to take a walk around and get to know the hotel's structure and facilities. At least if something happened, they would know where to gather, where to defend, and where to ensure the evacuation route.

"Sir, please..." the smiling hotel manager said, "You can call me Jafari."

"Okay, Mr. Jafari, there are four items in total for you to see, but you'd better call your weapons department and the people responsible for firearms auction appraisals over." At Lancer's signal, three boxes, one large and two small, were placed on the table. However, even the small one was a very standard assault rifle weapon box.

Because I planned to sell these things when I came here. Although the auction price here may not be as high as that of large auction houses such as Sotheby's and Christie's in New York, it has the advantages of low handling fees, simple matters, and good confidentiality. No matter whether it is buyers or sellers here, they obviously don't want others to know their true identity.

"Okay." The hotel manager immediately understood what Lancer meant. He turned around and picked up the phone beside him and whispered a few words. A few minutes later, a strong man with a beard and a man wearing a monocle walked in. They first spoke briefly to the hotel manager and understood the situation.

"Joseph, Weapons Department." The man with the monocle shook hands with Lancer and introduced himself briefly to Lancer with a smile on his face.

"Mattif, firearms appraiser of the auction appraisal department." The bearded burly man also shook hands with Lancer and then introduced his name.

"Please, let's start with the more recent ones." Lancer nodded to M4, AR15 and RO635 opened the combination lock on the weapon box in front of them, then flipped it over and handed it over.

"Ah... Even the most common model is enough to be used as an auction item to warm up the audience." Mativ's eyes lit up for a moment. Although they had prepared a lot of things for today's auction, it was obvious that these two things were enough to be auction items, especially for people like them in the underground world. These weapons had special meanings.

"STG44, a new weapon that defines the assault rifle, is a hot item in the collector's circle." Joseph from the weapons department nearby also had an eager look in his eyes. Even if he couldn't keep it, it would be nice to play with it for a while.

Each of them picked up one of the guns. Joseph removed the magazine, observed it, pressed it, felt the spring force, pulled the bolt, listened to the crisp sound of the bolt, pulled the trigger a few times, adjusted the safety position, nodded with satisfaction, and then observed the condition of the barrel and other parts. "The gun is in good working condition, fully functional, and the rifling is slightly worn."

He paused and patted the gun. "And congratulations, Mr. Lancer. If I'm not mistaken, you're going to get rich. Although we have to disassemble it to confirm, early models of MKB42 (H) are rare. Collectors will go crazy tonight."

"No, no, no... It's really crazy here..." The weapons appraiser next to him, Mattif, looked up at Lancer. He had very carefully put the assault rifle back into the gun box, and then wiped his palms vigorously on his expensive suit, but he still seemed unsatisfied. Finally, he rushed out, snatched a pair of gloves from the girl at the front desk, and ran back, carefully playing with the gun in his hand, "STG45? Mr. Lancer! Where did you get this! Only 30 were produced at the beginning. Although there is no serial number on it, it should be assembled from parts. It's incredible. It's a pity that we don't have enough time..."

You can understand it by looking at the model. There is inheritance between STG44 and STG45. In short, the cost of STG44 is more than 110 Reichsmarks. Although it is easy to use, it is still a bit expensive. So Mauser and Henegel got the German Trinity, which had run out of resources at that time.

A new requirement, simplify the design and reduce the cost.

As it turned out, they were successful...

According to estimates, the price of the STG45 was only 45 Reichsmarks, which cut almost 60% of the manufacturing cost (but this one still weighs 5 kg)! Unfortunately, it was not put into mass production. Because when it was completed, the Dezin itself had only a few months left. It is currently known that only 30 were produced, and they should all be in the hands of Americans.

"I got a batch of STG44s, and there were two weird-looking ones mixed in, so I picked them out." This is how Lancer explained it. In a sense, Lancer was not really lying, it's just that the quantity in his batch was a little bit larger.

"Oh!" Matifu and Joseph responded in unison. Since Mr. Lancer said so, we will believe it. Anyway, they don't care about the origin of this thing.

"Mr. Lancer, can we dismantle them? We have to dismantle them to confirm. If possible, we hope to test the guns. If they can be fired, their value will be extremely high." The hotel manager discussed with Mattif and Joseph in a low voice. They were very satisfied. "But can I ask Mr. Lancer about your expected auction price?"

"The MKB42H was previously sold for nearly $15, so I personally think it cannot be lower than $10. If it is lower than this price, I will choose to buy it back. As for the STG45, I will wait for your appraisal. If it is correct, I hope it can get close to $50. If it is lower than $30, I will choose to buy it back." Lancer briefly explained his thoughts. The hotel manager expressed his understanding. This method is much milder than breaking the contract. After all, even if he buys it back, he is actually just paying a handling fee on a proportional basis. In a sense, it can also be regarded as a trust for his own guns.

"Got it! Then shall we start disassembling it?" The two gunsmiths looked at each other. Lancer's request was not high, it could even be considered very reasonable. Their assistants had already brought a full set of disassembly tools and were disassembling it in front of Lancer.

"Please." Lancer spread his hands to signal them to go ahead. Lancer had considered his choice of auction before. He also had an early FG42 paratrooper model. The same model of gun had been sold at a high price of 80 US dollars before. The appearance of such a gun here was somewhat too eye-catching. The appearance of two STG series guns could at least have an explanation.

The results of the disassembly are pretty good. Judging from the accessories, they are all original and the closures are good. They are not randomly put together parts. Next, we will see the shooting situation at the shooting range. If it can make a sound, it has one price; if it can hit the target, it has another price; if it can be accurate, it has another price!

"Huh..." Lanser let out a long sigh. He had tried it himself and knew it would work for sure with good accuracy, so he just waited for the auction to begin.

1-92 Are you going?

"Commander, the prices sound pretty good!" Binjiang picked up a bottle of white wine, took a few sips, squinted his eyes, exhaled in enjoyment, then picked up the drunkard peanuts prepared by Lanser and the others, poured a dozen peanuts into his mouth, leaned comfortably on the sofa, and commented on the price he had just assessed.

Because of the four very attractive guns that Lancer offered, even though only two were left for the auction, the hotel manager still changed the large suite that Lancer originally wanted into a deluxe suite, and also gathered all the rooms that Lancer and his friends wanted at one end of the corridor. Now that the hotel is about to start the auction, there is a lot that needs to be coordinated.

After finishing all the tasks, Lancer and his friends started to prepare for the evening. Although Lancer had no plans to rob his fellow thieves tonight, it did not mean that others did not have plans either. So now Knight Ji was helping Lancer prepare the magazine for the FN57 pistol, and the loader on the joystick was beeping rhythmically.

"But they also said that at least the bastards at Christie's didn't cheat us." Lancer shook his head with a wry smile. The two gorgeous gold-decorated pistols made by John Christopher Peter were also amazed by the two weapons appraisers. Compared with Lancer's own estimate, they gave an estimated price of between 300,000 and 500,000.

They also told the truth, willing to pay for these gorgeous and original flintlock pistols.

The wealthy men with big money are not in tonight's auction. For those who come tonight, the two assault rifles in front may be more attractive. After all, the two flintlock pistols can obviously only be hung on the wall, while the assault rifles can really be used to kill people.

As for the bullets, Lancer gave him a box of bullets with an eagle emblem. If they were all used up, he would have to find a way to get them, whether it was buying them on the market or simply reloading them. Anyway, anyone who could afford to buy these two assault rifles couldn't possibly say that they couldn't solve this little problem.

Moreover, Lancer himself had no idea about the origins of these two ornately decorated pistols. After all, he had died and burned to ashes, so how could he ask others where the things came from?

As luck would have it, the most important thing about these antique guns is their history, because that is what makes these guns so wonderful. A legendary story can create a legendary pistol. At present, it is only because the gunsmith is a little famous, so the price of 300,000 to 500,000 is a little reluctant for the two.

Christie's, whom Lancer consulted at the time, politely stated that they could help Lancer fill in the most important link, and then turn this pair of exquisite flintlock rifles made by John Christopher Peter into a collection for XX celebrities, and make them used in XX famous battles, or simply sell them under the name of a gun suspected to be used by XX celebrity to commit suicide. Of course, they would do all the necessary proof and research work.

In this case, these two exquisite flintlock rifles are worth one million each! That’s a guaranteed price! The two together are less than 300 million, so you can walk away after taking a look!

So Mattif kindly suggested to Lancer not to sell the two pistols but to keep them for himself. If he could find clues about the past of the two pistols, the value of the two flintlocks would be incomparable! Lancer thought about it and chose to listen to the expert's advice and give up the auction of the two pistols, so that the MKB42 (H) and STG45 could be auctioned separately.

"Commander, this is the menu for tonight's auction items that has just been delivered." M4 handed a beautifully printed album to Lancer. Because Lancer directly took out the valuable auction items and was obviously sincere in participating in this auction, the Continental Hotel provided Lancer with an invitation ticket in the name of Lancer being the owner of the auction items.

"Let me see..." Lanser opened the auction item menu. "Exquisite porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty, witchcraft props, cursed gems, and coins of unknown use. What a mess!" Lanser flipped through a few pages in annoyance, then stopped at the last page and was silent for a while. "AR15, how much cash and deposits can we mobilize now?"

"Fima has stored half a ton of gold, $2.1 million in cash, and another $1200 million in the company account and your personal account, Commander." AR15 said quickly. In their line of work, Lancer prefers cash transactions if possible. After all, whenever you transfer money on the Internet, your electronic fingerprint will be left behind. Being investigated is a small matter, but a visit from the IRS is really annoying.

"Damn... our family is still not rich enough." Lanser sighed. "In tonight's auction, there is a very rare metal, vibranium..." Lanser flipped the color page in front of him and showed it to the girls. "But obviously, as the finale item, it will definitely cause competition from all parties. If it does not affect other plans, how much cash can we mobilize? Emergency reserves such as gold are not included for the time being."

"69314529.67 US dollars." AR15 gave Lancer a detailed figure very honestly.

"Can you just say it's close to 70 million dollars?" The Sixteenth Brother threw the empty beer can into the trash can, and then Mother Fei looked at Binjiang helplessly and gestured to the Sixteenth Brother to continue drinking...

"Seventy million..." Lanser hesitated as he looked at the ceiling, "I can't buy it." Although it is said in the market that one gram of vibranium is about ten thousand US dollars, in fact you can't buy one gram of vibranium with ten thousand US dollars. Most of the time there is a premium. When there is a big fluctuation, the premium of 100% has not been uncommon. Even so, there is often no demand for it.

Not to mention that this is an auction, where people are most likely to lose their minds in the frenzy and accidentally spend a huge amount of money. So Lanser guessed that the price of this 5 kg ball of vibranium would not be less than 1 million US dollars. Lanser could not afford the money that others would spend to throw at others.

"Don't sigh. If it really doesn't work..." Fei's mother rolled her eyes. If it really doesn't work, just rob. It's not the first time for them to rob others.

"No, this time is different. Wait..." Lanser just felt a thought flash through his mind, "Maybe we can find someone to bid together. After all, we only need a small piece of it! It makes no sense for Lanser to buy so much for 5 kilograms. "Where is Tony Stark?"

"He should be next door. His car arrived later than ours, but he should have entered the room directly under the protection of Koko's team." M4 quickly answered Lancer's question. After entering the hotel, they had completed the penetration of the surveillance system and can now retrieve the hotel surveillance and surveillance records simultaneously.

"Okay,

Go knock on the door and try." Lancer stood up, but was held down by Fei Ma. She and Chuntian quickly helped Lancer tidy up his clothes, which were wrinkled because of Lancer's crooked posture on the sofa. Stark was an annoying guy, and his commander had to have the upper hand in front of him!

"Go ahead! Chuntian, just follow me." Mother Fei nodded to Lancer, "SOPII, are you free?"

"Yes!" SOPII immediately dropped the game console in his hand. After all, it was the commander's save file. It didn't matter if it was early or late. At most, I could just help him change the save file! It's not like I haven't done it before!

"Knock knock." Lancer greeted R who was guarding the corridor, walked to the door and knocked gently, "Is Mr. Stark here?"

"Click..." The person who opened the door was not Stark, but Koko's room opposite Stark, and Koko poked her head out.

"Oh~" Koko looked at Lancer with a smile on her face, "It's really ugly to see you so eager to get in touch with Mr. Stark."

"It's all because of poverty. There's an auction tonight. Are you interested?" Lancer showed the exquisite auction list to Koko. Lancer's own two assault rifles were not on the auction list because they were added as items at the last minute.

According to the hotel manager, these two assault rifles will be auctioned as surprise items during the warm-up phase of the exhibition. Although this will inevitably not be as good as the later effects, the Lancer is an added item after all, and it is already quite a face-saving arrangement for them to arrange it for you.

"Oh? Tojo!" Koko was stunned and immediately called the person in charge of this matter, but obviously she soon got a reply that she did not get the invitation. After all, they decided to come to this hotel just now.

"So what do you want from me?" Lancer and Coco's conversation naturally disturbed Stark, who had just finished taking a shower.

"I wonder if Mr. Stark is interested in vibranium! I need about 500g, but there are 5 kilograms here, and obviously they are not willing to sell it individually." Lancer briefly stated his purpose, and then SOPII moved a stool out of the room and placed it between Stark and Lancer. Lancer looked at Stark.

"Please." Stark scratched his head. It was obvious that the other party still had some respect or opinion for his quirks, but what could he do? Pepper was not here after all. "Life needs a little sense of ritual, otherwise there would be no motivation." Stark said with a smile, and then picked up the auction information that Lancer put down from the chair. "Although I trust you very much, but has Ethan's plane been arranged?"

"We'll transfer in Turkey and then fly directly to Berlin. At the same time, we'll pay a bearer check of $20 as you requested. It should have arrived in Istanbul by now." Koko came up and looked at Stark for a few seconds, then turned to Lancer, "It looks like you've already got the invitation? You're quick!"

"It's OK, it's OK! I still have some face in the Continental Hotel." Lancer said with a smile, and then SOPII next to him started making faces at Springfield. Yes, his commander's face was indeed very big, calculated in kilograms of TNT!

"So...how much time do we have left?" Stark took a deep breath, and I shouldn't reveal my identity directly.

"Yes, although it's not a big problem, it's best not to expose it." Koko said with a smile. Stark's identity is a big trouble. Although he is protected by the United States, the bounty on his head is much higher than Lancer's. Obviously, there are many rich people who are unhappy with him, but they don't have the courage to take action in the United States or the American sphere of influence.

Coincidentally, Damascus is not considered the US sphere of influence...

"It starts at 7:30 p.m., and you can sleep for two hours after dinner." Lanser said with a smile. Because of the auction items, the hotel manager gave him a small private room far away as compensation, so Lanser could bring three people in. Seeing Koko's interest, she must go.

"Great! See you tonight!" Stark was about to close the door, and suddenly turned around and looked at Lancer, "Honestly, have we really never met? Um... I checked, you are in New York, right?"

"Yes, I have indeed never seen it before, Mr. Stark."

"All right?"

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1-93 Auction

"Ladies and Mr. Lancer, are you ready? Now we are going to attend our masquerade ball!" Stark came out wearing a white mask, looked at Koko, Lancer, Fei Ma and Chuntian who were also wearing masks, and smiled with satisfaction. After all, apart from anything else, he was very familiar with the feeling of attending cocktail parties, banquets, and various auctions, and now, this feeling is back.

"Please." With both his hands occupied, Lancer could only make a small movement. Stark nodded at Lancer. He began to think that this Lancer was someone he could get to know.

"If you don't mind..." Stark looked at Koko with a smile and raised his left arm slightly.

"Yeah! It's my honor." Koko glared at Lancer who was grinning on the side, and politely put her arm around Stark's left arm.

Then the five of them walked towards the elevator. Since the invitation letter stated that only five people could go at a time, they gave up on the remaining security. However, in Lanser's opinion, with Fei Ma and Chuntian there, their safety was very guaranteed.

"Stop looking! Everyone has gone far away." Binjiang teased Falme, who had an unwilling look on his face, and then went back into the room. At this time, the AR team had dragged the sofa in the suite to one side, and the dining table was moved to the middle of the room. The fancy bottles and jars on it had been removed. The AR team each occupied a position and were maintaining their guns.

Although Lancer himself had no intention of robbing his fellow thieves, for some reason, he always had a feeling that something was going to happen, so he arranged for his girls to be prepared accordingly. If anything happened, they would have to quickly engage in battle. John and the others pretended to be relaxed as they walked around the hotel, but in fact, the internal communications had never been interrupted.

They have discovered that many people are doing the same thing as them. It seems that there are quite a few people who have decided to protect their retreat by themselves. This is also a typical feature of their world. Every one of them is a victim of paranoia! But sometimes, if you don't take the necessary precautions, then these attacks will really come! Because in Lanser's world, win-win cooperation is a rare creature, and the winner takes all is the norm, and it can be as simple and crude as possible.

"Binjiang, please!" After the AR team maintained their guns, they placed the guns in front of the general and asked Binjiang to put them into the space. Then the girls asked the general to take out a bunch of magazines and bullets and started to load the magazines with the loader. Their team basically used 5.56mm bullets, which could be interchangeable. Because now they could let Binjiang, who was acting with them, carry ammunition supplies, the girls decided to prepare more magazines, and soon a pile of them was piled up on the table.

Binjiang looked at the humanoid girls "click, click...wow..." with her eyes shining. She thought it was very fun, but she didn't try it herself. She just watched.

On the other hand, after entering the elevator, Chuntian handed the invitation letter to the waiter on the side. The waiter swiped the invitation letter in front of the camera. After the bar code composed of the pattern was recognized, the elevator button did not light up, but the elevator moved downward automatically.

Not long after, after the elevator passed the theoretical bottom floor -3, it kept showing the -3 floor, and then the elevator continued to run downward for a few seconds before opening the door.

"I wish you all a fruitful day today." The waiter in the elevator said very politely, then bowed and watched the five people walk into the venue.

"They are all acquaintances..." Lan Se looked around and saw that some of them were wearing masks like them, in order to conceal their identities; but there were also some ruthless people who didn't care about these at all and they directly revealed their faces.

"Ah... yes... a lot of acquaintances, even the bearded Eric who hasn't been heard from for a few years has come out." Koko twitched her lips. She really didn't expect that there would be so many people attending this auction. "It seems that the final auction items are still very popular."