Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

The armor, which was created with the technical strength of the entire port area, can withstand the bombardment of the mass-produced warships of the Siren Fleet (including battleships, even the lowest is 280mm!). The weapons equipped can blast away those mass-produced light warships. And it has the ability to float on the sea surface and fly over the sea!

It can be said to be a very powerful piece of armor! The shape is also very handsome! After all, it is prepared for Lancer, so the entire port area is not stingy in terms of materials.

Fortunately, the only one who was dissatisfied was the commander! After all, when this armor is worn, it can really fight! It almost gives Lancer the fighting power close to that of a ship girl! It is the dream armor of every man! But before he had enough fun, he was directly stripped of the armor by his wives, and then Chkalov sealed him in the underground warehouse of the laboratory.

Then Lancer, who was angry, named this set of armor "April Fool's Day"!

At that time, the girls around him were laughing so hard that they were falling down. After all, Lan Se couldn't pretend to be so angry that he could not show it to them.

But the girls' attitude was also very clear. With hundreds of ship girls in the port area, how could anything force the commander to put on armor and go to the front line to fight! What a joke, people haven't died yet! Forget about it!

So even if they were blocked by assassins in Damascus, Fei Ma didn't feel any threat! You know, where Fei Ma fought, the smallest main gun had a caliber of 76 mm! Over is commonplace! The two sides can't be compared at all! It really feels like playing house with her son, but this son's filial piety has deteriorated a little.

So in the past two days, when looking at Binjiang, Fei Ma was always a little annoyed, and Lansor asked her if a good friend came, and her waist was almost twisted out of oil.

1-102 Training 7/10

"Secure the passage! Enter!" A team member behind Marco stuck to the wall to ensure that Marco entered.

Love will never come around the corner. Then the person next to Marco quickly made a gesture of shooting the bolt with a shotgun, and Marco went up and kicked open the unlocked cabin door.

Marco, holding the M500, observed and walked forward a few steps, then propped up his shield on the ground to provide cover for the brothers who came in from behind. Then the guys who invaded the room quickly spread out from his side and controlled the corridor. With gestures and verbal communication, a group of people launched a strong attack on the last room. The model of the stun grenade was thrown in. After waiting for two seconds, a group of people rushed in and caught John.

"Not bad... still a little rusty, Marco, were you a little dazed when you saw the tactical gestures just now?!" John said with a smile. He had just been watching his buddies' actions on the monitor, and to be honest, they performed well, advancing cautiously and quickly. For a team that had just added people, this performance was not bad. After all, they were not a unit specialized in street fighting. It was just that sometimes they had to fight in the street, but their posture in street fighting was not like this now.

Because they have someone to help them carry heavy weapons, and M4 and the others operate drones to observe the situation, John and his team's combat mode is very different from that of ordinary special forces. For example, yesterday, the stubborn killers stepped into the death hut where SOPII and M16 had set up booby traps. The first thing they did was to use the M32 rotary grenade launcher that Binjiang threw to them to send all 6 40mm grenades into the house in one breath, and directly send all these guys away!

"John, the commander is going to the rear deck to test the spoils. Stop the training and take a break." M4's voice came from the communicator with an unquestionable command in a negotiating tone. This action made John feel respected.

"I heard you all. The boss is here to test out new toys. Take a break. We'll go take a look too." John said in a relaxed manner, "You can relax for a while, but don't take off your tactical equipment unless you are willing to put it on again later."

"The boss is coming up." One of John's team members noticed Tokyo at the corner of the stairs and said quickly. Many times they might not want to think about it. In theory, they, like the boss ladies, are Lancer's security force...but now everyone is very accustomed to taking the initiative to attack.

"Hey, John, how about it?" Lancer, with ten more arm rings on his arms, came up the stairs and showed his guys the ten rings he had just obtained.

"Is this it!?" John was obviously a little surprised. They didn't think that this thing was the most regrettable thing to fall into Lancer's hands. After all, at the beginning of the day, they saw with their own eyes how the civil and military who broke into their evacuation passage controlled the Ten Rings Hammer 141 Task Force and Koko's private armed forces! The attack and defense functions combined with the skills of the opponent's fighting master almost swept the two teams. John and his team, who were suppressing the opponent from the outside, saw it clearly.

And this was also the first time they saw Binjiang's terrifying fighting power, and how Wenwu could actually fight for several rounds in front of such a powerful opponent. When the bracelet on Wenwu's hand appeared here, they naturally paid great attention to it.

It's a good thing that the boss becomes safe, right?

"Let's start with the most basic and see how things go." Lanser flipped his wrist and the outermost arm ring slowly rose from Lanser's arm, floating to the position in front of Lanser, and then a layer of energy rose.

"Hmm?" Lanser frowned, and then his back teeth felt a little sour. The wizard thought it was a "small and interesting toy". It was the wizard who thought it! Meteorites would fall from the sky when he snapped his fingers! Lanser was just a weakling in front of him, at most a fighting chicken among weaklings!

The consumption of this thing is extremely huge!

"Huh!" Just a simple operation made Lanser feel slightly pulled away. It was obvious that he didn't know whether it was mental power or the so-called "qi". Obviously, Lanser, who had not received special training, did not have much energy, which was not enough to support the long-term consumption of using this thing.

"Let's try this thing out!" Lanser raised his eyebrows. Lanser manipulated the armband to slowly float up into the air. "John, the pistol."

"Good!" John also saw that day when Wenwu held up the shield, even if he was hit by the assault rifles of Task Force 141, he did not blink at all, and basically let the opponent polish him. However, John knew very well that even if the object was the same, it would be different when used by different people.

Just like the same M1903, in the hands of these soldiers, it is an antique toy from the old times, but in the hands of the boss lady Chuntian, it is a magic weapon for cutting grass! No matter how many come, kill as many as you can. There are not many snipers left in Damascus!

John pulled out his P226 and fired a round, then looked at Lancer beside him.

Lancer said nothing. He did not feel any increased pressure. He just felt that he was being pumped at a steady rate. He motioned for John to continue.

John immediately fired three shots in quick succession. When he saw that Lancer did not call for a stop but instead signaled him to continue, he emptied the magazine in one breath.

"Bang!" Chuntian, who was on the lookout tower, was excited to see the prey and suddenly shot a bullet, but it still seemed unable to shake the shield.

"It seems that unless I fail to react, most bullets will be useless to me." Lanser waved his hand, and the bracelet floated over for a distance. Lanser turned his head to look at Fei Ma and Bin Jiang, "You two, can someone give me a hand?"

"I'll do it! When I was fighting that guy, I didn't dare to use force because I was afraid of hurting myself." Binjiang walked over, snapping her fingers. It was obvious that she was going to do it seriously this time! She jumped directly onto the sea surface holding the Thousand Machine Umbrella. Because if she exerted force on Lanser's ship, it was obvious that this ship, which was just an ordinary freighter, might not be able to withstand it, so she simply jumped directly onto the sea surface and exerted force.

Binjiang jumped up on the exploding sea surface, and stabbed the Thousand Machine Umbrella forward fiercely, hitting the ring released by Lanser!

"Buzz!" The next moment, Lanser's eyes went dark! All ten armbands were activated, flying out to intercept the "threat". The extraction was magnified tenfold in an instant, causing Lanser to see stars.

"Binjiang! Stop!" Fei Ma and Knight Ji supported Lanser one by one and shouted loudly to stop! Lanser's condition was not right. Although no one knew why Lanser suddenly used so much force, it seemed that this was obviously related to Binjiang's attack just now!

"Hey!" Binjiang had already landed on the deck. The moment the ten rings left Lanser's arm, she had already stopped, and she retracted her foot that was about to kick out, and landed lightly on the deck.

"Hiss... It's okay, it's okay... Can't you just take it step by step? I can't stand it." Lanser bit his back teeth. After all, Lanser's current control skills were still very rough. It was indeed beyond his ability to directly control the ten rings to participate in the battle. Especially when it happened suddenly, Lanser didn't have the control to control the ten rings well. As a result, he just wanted to increase some defense, but it was all added in one go, which exceeded Lanser's tolerance. It was very embarrassing.

"Sorry, sorry!" Binjiang put away the Thousand Machine Umbrella, walked over to hug Lanser and patted him on the back, and apologized very sincerely. The female knight is so straightforward! Right is right, wrong is wrong, never hypocritical!

Lancer forgave her immediately. This had absolutely nothing to do with the big, soft, and elastic things that Hu had pressed against both of Lancer's cheeks. No, it had nothing to do with it!

"So, Commander, how many can you control now?" Binjiang let go of Lan Se at Fei Ma's rolling eyes, and asked with a smile as he watched Lan Se take back the ten rings.

"Eh..." Fei Ma covered her face. The commander's stance... well, she didn't really have a stance, but that didn't mean she could accept the fact that Lancer might be injured. "Go to the infirmary for a checkup. It looks like they haven't tested the limit of this thing, but they did test out your signs."

"Good manipulation is fine, but I can't bear the price. So it seems I need close combat training, and I need to find a place to exercise the Qi and mental power in my body." Lancer frowned. There was indeed some knowledge in these memories, but this knowledge often appeared in a fragmented and unsystematic way.

It's like reading the memory up to here, and then doing something in the memory, and then you know what to do in this section, but as for the before and after, sorry, the skills cannot be read.

"As for these armbands..." Lanser looked at the ten rings jingling on his forearm, "One can be used for a long time, and three is probably my limit most of the time. If there are more than seven... I might fall before the opponent." Lanser narrowed his eyes and looked at the armband on his arm. He sighed. When facing this or the stronger existence, he was probably the weakest one...

But it probably won't be like that soon, because I'm very sure that I can find a place to learn what I want, and compared to others, my conditions are still very strong. After all, these messy experiences... although they are complicated, chaotic and disordered, they are real experiences! And there are many kinds of them. What these different time and space isotopes can provide me is not just some chaotic memories.

"Let's go! Infirmary! Infirmary!" Binjiang put his arm around Lan Se's arm with a smile on his face.

"Okay! I happen to feel a little tired too, so I'm going to take a nap." Lanser yawned, feeling very tired.

"I'll accompany you!" Binjiang said with a smile and winked at Lan Se.

"Binjiang! Commander, you need to have a good rest!" Fei Ma sighed. She's back. This feeling in the port area is back!

"I'll let him have a good rest!"

"No! I said no and it's not possible!"

"The Great Mother is so domineering! Okay."

1-103 Go home and have a look

"Where is this?" Lanser opened his "eyes" in a daze and looked around uncertainly. It felt very familiar. He hesitated for a moment, and then his memory began to come back like a tide. "Command center? My room?"

Lancer looked around hesitantly. There was a minimalist steel bed, and a desk next to it with a large amount of information on it. There was also a nearby topographic map next to the computer, which was densely covered with many symbols and schematics. Lancer took a look and saw that it was probably a schematic diagram of automatic firepower deployment and defense zones, and it seemed that something was being planned.

Although it is neatly arranged and the desk is still spotless, some details can still show that this room is

The room has not been used for a long time, but it is cleaned daily.

Although it was very strange, this dream still surprised Lanser a little. He actually dreamed about this place. After all, apart from a bunch of human-shaped wives, he didn't have any particularly good memories of this place. He didn't eat well, slept poorly, there were bloody incidents everywhere, and there was backstabbing from the military. In short, there were things everywhere that made him feel overwhelmed.

But having wives is enough...isn't it?

Not sure if it was a dream or not, but Lansher thought it would be nice to come back and take a look. Looking at a small password cabinet on his bedside table, Lansher stretched out his hand to grab it, but it seemed that he couldn't reach it. Lansher was puzzled for a moment and exerted some strength, "Well, I must be dreaming. It takes so much strength to press a password." Lansher muttered to himself, and then entered the unlocking password 2887 on the password box, and it opened with a click.

Lanser tilted his head and looked at a small bottle with a glowing light inside, and immediately thought, "Fuck, I really hid a can of collapse liquid next to my pillow!? I'm afraid I'll drink it as a drink at night."

Lanser shook his head, turned and walked to the electronic door of the room. Before he touched the electronic door, it seemed to sense something and slowly opened, and Lanser walked out.

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"Huh!?" MG5, who was in charge of the base's defense system, frowned and immediately said, "Patrol! Who is near the commander's cabin?"

"We are moving things in the base and are about to pass by the commander's room. What happened?" 95 and his sister 97 were just coming back from the storage room with supplies. After hearing MG5's call, they immediately responded.

"The commander's hatch is open. It doesn't look like it's time to clean. You guys go in and take a look." MG5 said quickly.

"Okay! I'll go right away." 95 frowned, sighed slightly, then gestured to his sister, asking her to follow him and check it out immediately.

Although the situation is slowly calming down, the base is not short of energy and supplies thanks to the stored supplies, the items collected during searches, and the pre-arranged solar energy collection system nicknamed the "photosynthesis system." However, for the humanoids, the most important thing is never the damn supplies and energy, but the commander who fights, works hard, and builds with them!

Without the commander, the humanoids had no motivation to go out to fight, and even the Iron Blood high-ranking officials who were brought back were the same. Now they were only responsible for ensuring the basic operation of the base and repelling the attacks of the out-of-control Iron Blood soldiers. The rest was to operate according to the original commander's orders.

So 95 judged that who went to the commander's room to cry? Ever since the commander disappeared, there have always been mentally unstable humanoids who would go to the commander's room to express their longing. 95 himself has also been there.

"Hello! Is anyone there?" 95 knocked on the door. Naturally, there was no response from inside. 95 reached out and unlocked the electronic door. 95 with a ring on his hand, the commander's access control? Does this thing exist? It doesn't exist.

The opened electronic door revealed an empty room behind.

"Hey..." 97 sighed at the door. His sister was staring straight into the room, and then staring at the commander's room in a daze. But he soon found that his sister not only did not show the attitude of a little woman, but her eyes brightened up. "What's wrong?"

"There are human marks on the commander's bed!" 95's voice was a little trembling. It was impossible for the commander's maid team to miss anything. It was impossible for the sheets to not be pulled neatly. These guys wanted to help the commander change and iron his sheets every day.

"Maybe someone has laid down on it before. AK12 did it last time. Have you forgotten?" 97 sighed. Yes, the bed sheet was messy, but there were many possibilities for the bed sheet to be messy. "How about you lie down on it too?"

"So... what about this?" 95 walked over and took out the small bottle of collapse fluid from the small cabinet beside the bed, then looked at his sister. "Do you think someone would take this out for no reason? Even though we know the password, why don't we tell him that we know it?"

"..." 97 was also stunned. Who would be so idle as to come to the commander's room and rummage around? He might be beaten to death by the maid team when he turned around. "Commander..." 97 turned around, but his sister was gone. Then he heard his sister talking loudly in the communication system.

"There is an abnormal situation in the commander's room. All units control all intersections. The maid team reports today's cleaning records. If possible, please attach the cleaning records when the commander was here! Upload them now for comparison!"

"Huh? Who went to the commander's room again?!" G36 frowned with a fierce look in her eyes. Although she was a little annoyed that the commander was not there, G36 still led the maid team to be ready to welcome the commander's return at any time every day.

"The boss is back?" Thomson, who was peeling potatoes to make wine, raised his head and looked at Maozi with a sharp look. Good man, you left me and ran away for so long, didn't you?

"Where is the commander?!" WA2000 woke up in shock and rushed out of the door.

Lewis was stunned.

"We didn't find the commander, but...but..." 95 said quickly. She was now running around the base in a daze, completely unaware of where she should go next.

"Comparison completed..." At this time, Xiao Ai's voice reached the upper limit, "It is indeed the commander's outline, and the others do not match!"

"Find the commander! You're playing hide-and-seek with us!" Someone shouted, and all the T-dolls were mobilized. The base, which was not very big to begin with, was instantly filled with T-dolls wandering around everywhere.

"Aren't we going to take part?" At this moment, on the training ground, UMP9, lying face up in the air, was changing magazines speechlessly. Due to the shortage of supplies, their usual training now seldom uses large amounts of ammunition like they did in the past.

"There's no need. The commander is missing and it is a fact. Whether we admit it or not, we can't find him. We shouldn't pretend that he is here..." UMP45 was reloading his gun when he was patted on the shoulder by UMP9. He turned around and saw a figure walking past them.

"Commander, are you... dead? The ghost is back... ah!" UMP9 swore that this was the hardest her sister had ever hit her. Even when she teased her for having short legs, she had never been so cruel...

"Where have you been? How did you end up like this?" UMP45 threw away the tray with the finished facial mold, and flipped over from the middle of the shooting range. He walked in front of Lancer and looked at him seriously. "No matter where you are, we will rush in to grab the information and help you solve the problem."

“Not really.” Lancer reached out and touched UMP45’s cheek, but this time his increasingly transparent palm passed through UMP45’s cheek as if it was out of power.

"Do you know that everyone is worried about you?" UMP45 looked at the hand that passed through her face and frowned. She planned to go back and look for all the records before the commander disappeared.

"Although I don't know why I came back here in my dream." Lansher said softly. Looking at his palm, Lansher didn't feel very surprised. How could it be called a dream if it wasn't just strange?

"Dream?" UMP45 noted down a key word.

"But I will find a way to take you there. We won't be short of supplies this time." Lanser knocked on UMP9's head with a dazed look, but the arrow went through UMP9's head again. UMP9 reached out to grab it, but didn't catch anything. "Just wait patiently. We will meet again."

"Commander!" 95 broke through the glass and rushed into the training ground, but what he saw was a disappearing figure and a smile when he looked back.

"The commander wants us to wait? Where is he taking us?!" The humanoids rushed into the room. The commander actually came to the training ground? You know, they thought it would be any other place he liked before, but this favorite place definitely did not include this training ground.

"Yes, let's form a combat team. The commander may call us at any time, so we must be prepared!" UMP45 looked at all the humanoids, "Be prepared to be called upon by the commander at any time!"

"That's not a problem, but... what is this... a chicken? Is there one that's this bright yellow?"

"Let's stew it. It will be a snack for us, Commander."

"grumble!"

"Oh? You can actually do something? Keep it for now."

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"Commander! You're using too much strength! Even I would complain." Brother Sixteen knocked on Lanser's head. "Are you dreaming? You're sweating."

"Yes, I dreamed of our old base and saw a lot of people. They were not living very well and were anxiously looking for me everywhere!" Lanser thought of the commander search tasks that were often listed on the task panel, and felt a little emotional.

"We will be reunited. We will!"

“Yes, I will.”

1-104 Chkalov's Plan

"So what you mean is that you tried again to hook the commander's space-time coordinates and the changes in the special data, but the space-time anchor failed because some of the data was missing?" Bismarck looked at Chkalov not far away with a serious face, "Why are you so anxious to conduct the experiment? Why don't you wait until all the data is collected before conducting the experiment?"

"This is my responsibility. The missing data is irrecoverable. The storage medium was destroyed, and the emergency backup was not saved." Chkalov looked at the board in his hand and calculated quickly, "But this experiment is not a complete failure. Our first half can be successful." Chkalov looked at Bismarck who was obviously frowning beside him and shook his head, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll say a few more words!"

"Compared to before, our biggest progress is..." Chkalov mobilized the computer support, and the screen behind him displayed some information, "We went from not knowing the commander's position at all to now being able to roughly locate the commander's position. It's just that during the subsequent space-time triggering process, the previous experience data was wrong, and a strong interference source appeared on the commander's coordinates, so this time's space-time connection failed."

"What I'm concerned about is the possible impact on the commander." Akagi stood aside, tapping his hand with the fan in his hand.

His lips, Kaga beside him knelt obediently, although these girls from the Sakura Empire seemed to be very honest, but what they did had already made the White Eagle Enterprise speechless.

They did not stop Chkalov from rebuilding the laboratory. It could even be said that they were doing their best to help. Any support they needed was just a word away. However, these big foxes took turns to guard... The storage core they protected always had two big foxes sitting on the left and right of the server like door gods.

In response, Chkalov said speechlessly that you might as well just dance and start praying. Then Shokaku and Zuikaku, who were not foxes present that day, looked at each other and started dancing Kagura without hesitation.

"It will have an impact." Chkalov nodded, without any intention of concealing it. "This involves another issue."

"Please speak." Enterprise sat there with an upright posture. Like Bismarck opposite her, she was somewhat dissatisfied with Chkalov's private conduct of the experiment without informing anyone. She basically regarded her actions as a dangerous act.

"If the data and experimental results I saw are correct, the yellow chicken we threw in has most likely drifted into another dimension." Chkalov frowned. She didn't understand what was going on. Why did their communication with the commander slip into another uncontrollable unknown location? Could it be that the commander really had more than one space-time anchor? What a terrible situation.

Although at present they only think that there are two space-time anchors and there should be no other problems, but if it is really as calculated, if they continue the experiment it will lead to a dimensional collision, then even if Chkalov has to bear the blame, he will forcibly terminate the experiment and destroy everything!