Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

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"So this place is suspected to be related to this chicken... and it threw a bunch of supplies to us today?!" AK12 lifted up the little yellow chicken in front of him. The yellow chicken seemed very happy, flapping its wings and clucking.

"You are... so valuable? With so many supplies, you can buy thousands, no no no, tens of thousands of chickens to stew and eat!"

The yellow chicken is struggling like crazy! All you want to do is stew me all day! I'm still working for you! Do you still have any rights as a chicken?

"It is basically certain that the connection with this chicken is related to the Commander, if nothing unexpected happens." 95 held up a piece of clothing, "The size is exactly the same as the Commander's."

"Hmm! This cake tastes really good... Sister! Isn't it bad for you to hit me like this?" 97 found a carefully plastic-wrapped cake from the pile of supplies, took it out and tasted it, and then was hit on the head by his sister.

"This is obviously for the commander, what a warm person." 95 took the cake, pulled out a card from the bottom of the box, and looked at it carefully. "The signature is... Akagi? A place name in Japan? It can't be the aircraft carrier in World War II." 95 first ruled out the correct answer.

"The problem is that the commander is not here now. If we don't eat this cake, it will go bad, right?" 97 scratched his head, looking at his sister who was obviously not going to reason.

“We have to take a photo first and keep a record. We’ll show it to the commander when we find him!” 95 said seriously.

"Let's not talk about the clothes. These oxygen cylinders, protective suits, purified water... are very complete. However, for us, most of them can only be used for material exchange. After all, we can't use this diving equipment at all." The agent glared at the architect and told her to carry the materials honestly and not to play around. At the same time, she quickly said, "And this is the fourth batch of materials. It's obvious that the other party has been sending these materials here at regular intervals."

"Yeah, what's the reason? It's a happy thing to receive gifts continuously." PPK opened a box, which contained neatly arranged compressed foods. The humanoids had tried the taste and it could be said that it was quite good, much better than the protein blocks in the base.

"The inference is simple." UMP45 put a navy dress on the table. "It's a navy dress, the commander's size. It's likely that the commander lived there for a while after he disappeared, and then left again or disappeared passively. When they were looking for him, they accidentally contacted us. They were probably worried that someone was here, but they didn't know the specific situation here. Maybe they sent these supplies to express their attitude to the commander, so that the commander would have the confidence to continue to survive."

Except for some details that didn't match, UMP45 really just guessed the general situation. Most of the humanoids looked at UMP45. It must be said that her guess was very consistent with logical inference.

"So we will probably receive this amount of supplies every month?" LTLX7000 knocked on the box beside him. "Food, clothing, housing and transportation, all-round coverage. Not to mention the other party's means of transporting supplies across dimensions, just being able to locate the commander's last position is already a very scary technology."

"And there are plenty of supplies." 95 cut the cake into small pieces and motioned the girls to come over and have a piece. "The cooking skills are quite good. And the supplies are also carefully classified. The cylinders are for food, the black ones are for staple food, the white ones are for drinking water and beverages, and the red ones are for snacks and desserts. The square cans are for use. There is a high probability that the person on the other side is also a woman." After saying this, many humanoids in the entire command center looked down at their palms. Damn scum fingers, no need to ask! He is having affairs outside again.

"So 45, you seem to have something to say." The agent looked at UMP45 who was still in deep thought. She had been thinking about something since she said that just now.

"Should we try to get in touch with them? First, we can stop them from wasting resources and let them focus their resources and energy on finding the commander. Second, if one day they find us, can they help us and the commander tell us that everything is fine in the S09 theater?" UMP45 said softly.

"It is impossible for the commander to remain indifferent after learning about our news, so UMP45, your idea is very interesting! In this case, it is very likely that the AR team was led away by the commander." AK12 looked at UMP45, and sure enough, he was full of thoughts as always!

"That makes sense, but how do we get in touch with them?" The agent said, then suddenly looked up at the ceiling. "By passing notes?"

"That's probably the only way to do it. After all, we don't even know the specific situation of the other side, so we can only rely on this method to transmit information." UMP45 nodded. "By the way, in order to ensure timely communication, and if there is an opportunity... I suggest that we be on combat readiness duty in the training room, based on the squad that the commander organized last."

"There's no problem with combat readiness duty, but are you organizing into the final squad? Are you sure? 45, you're not in the group." Thomson raised his cowboy hat.

"It sounds like you're saying the same thing. The commander must have his own ideas for organizing the troops this way." UMP45 looked up at the agent, "The only problem is that the commander organized two teams of Iron Bloods at the time..."

"..." The agent smiled and made a move that made the humanoids feel a little depressed. He raised his hand and

Out of the ring.

"Hahaha... that makes sense! I can't take it anymore. I'm dying of laughter. Let me take a break." AK12 laughed while leaning against the wall. Yes, their Zack Finger didn't even let go of the opposing Iron Blood. For this, the high-level T-dolls of Iron Blood even made corresponding modifications.

"Except for the two Iron Blood teams, we are the first team." LTLX7000 shook her long hair and bumped fists with DP12. MG4, Lewis, and RPK203 stood behind them.

"The next one is us? Haha... The team assigned by the commander is a bit strange!" FN57 jumped down from the box next to him with a smile, and the python next to him also walked over.

"Yeah, now that you mention it, there isn't even a proper commando team." Although he said that, the pink-haired NTW20 also came over, with IWS2000 and DSR50 beside him.

"Oh my goodness, I didn't notice it before,... it's all heavy firepower." AK said in surprise, what kind of lousy squad is the commander assigned, don't they have human rights in AR? Your beloved 95 will cry.

"You should probably ask the AR team who secretly followed the commander." UMP45 said unhappily, how is their 404 not as good as the AR team, is there anyone in your team who can tell crosstalk like 9? Then 45 suddenly turned around and looked at 9 on the side, you don't say a word, it's so strange

"In fact, the commander's configuration at that time was not strange. The front line had Iron Blood to push forward, and the rest only needed to suppress the enemy with firepower and eliminate the enemy from a distance." 9 scratched his face. "The strange thing is that now, we are not sure whether we can send people over, and if we go over, we will not be with the commander, so it doesn't matter what kind of queue we have now."

"You've successfully destroyed my morale by saying that!" The big poisonous snake poked 9's head with his fist.

"But it's still just a duty, don't think too much about it."

"Then let's switch agents?"

"Don't even think about it, AK12."

1-120 It’s Not Easy to Be a Street Hero

"What's wrong? Lancer, you look listless. Were you kicked out from next door?" Chuntian placed a glass of beer next to Lancer, reached out and poked Lancer's cheek, looking at Lancer's tired expression with a smile on his face.

"They tricked me into working for an entire afternoon, and then kicked me out of the lab." After taking a shower, Lanser sat at the bar and chatted with Chuntian in a bad mood. Although he knew that the girls were actually worried about tiring themselves, they could just handle some of the more tedious things themselves.

The biggest trouble of this renovation project, the transportation and installation of various equipment and materials, was directly solved by their space. Not to mention the two large battleships, Fei Ma and Chkalov, the female hero Binjiang alone could easily transport hundreds of tons of materials, and her efficiency far surpassed that of other construction site workers.

This is probably why there are all kinds of wonders in the Azure World. After all, even the smallest destroyer can carry dozens of tons of supplies in its own space. With the yellow chickens all over the ground, how can the construction speed not be fast? Isn't it easy to build some wonders?

So to transform this laboratory, Lanser really couldn't do much, given that the preliminary reinforcement work had been completed. He only knew 9 things about the equipment, and he spent two or three hours moving the ore and various odds and ends. When he was arranging them back to the basement, Binjiang went there alone, put the things into the space, then went to the basement to pour them out, and then tidied them up, and that was it. This gave Lanser a sense of frustration.

"Is it really not because of the power armor called 'April Fool's Day'?" Chuntian teased Lancer with bright eyes flashing. It was the commander's hobby. SOPII had just sent Lancer's photo to the group. His eyes were already glued to it. Fortunately, he didn't touch it.

Chuntian was quietly complaining in his heart while he kept mixing a few cups of coffee and asked Tiyi to serve them to the customers. Peter seemed a bit busy today and just came to ask for leave, so Tiyi was the only one running around in the store at the moment and she had no chance to slack off. On the contrary, Chuntian, as the boss lady, was not too busy and all she had to do was ring the bell after mixing the coffee.

The business of this coffee shop in Springfield is quite good, the reason is naturally that Springfield has good skills, and Tiyi and Peter Parker have also been trained by Springfield to have good skills. Moreover, with such good skills, their asking price is not high.

"Since I'm not allowed to wear it, I won't bother with it." Lanser shook his head. Why would he bother with that thing? It made him uncomfortable. "By the way, where is Peter today? Didn't I see him coming just now?"

"Oh, it seems like there was a class reunion and he wanted to borrow the motorcycle. I lent it to him after I told him not to smoke anything weird and not drink alcoholic beverages." Mrs. Haruta placed a sandwich on the bar as Tiyi indicated.

"Why do we need motorcycles for a class reunion?!" Lancer sneered, "The hunting should have started by now." Deadpool and John Wick have already obtained the special silver-plated weapons given by the Vatican, so at this night when night is approaching, they can just try out the toys in their hands, right?

"The little guy has his own life. Commander, please don't interfere too much." Chuntian said with a smile.

When Ke was about to become a street hero like a vigilante after finishing his part-time job at night, Haruta instinctively wanted to stop him.

In the United States, it is not that the police want to be bad, but that is the national condition. The United States is a country that follows precedents, and unfortunately, the country is not short of lawyers. If you can find that the police's procedures are not in line with the rules and regulations, you will be fined a huge amount of money, and then the matter will become a national precedent.

Then there is another special situation. The number of guns in the United States that have been registered is more than the population of the United States, reaching more than 3 million. And then there are the unregistered guns that are completely uncountable! To put it bluntly, there are thousands of miscellaneous M1911s that Lancer has handled. Only God knows how many unregistered guns there are in the United States.

So in the United States, the habit of emptying the magazine is not because the police are bloodthirsty, but if they don't do it, someone might empty the magazine, and it's better to be alive than to die, right? As a result, in such a high-risk situation, there are still a lot of people watching whether you are violent law enforcement, this job is really great.

And this is under the premise that the police have job protection and the police system itself has legal support. The police officer himself may be removed from his post or fired, but there is no need to worry that he will have to pay such horrific compensation directly.

Therefore, being a street hero like a vigilante is equivalent to taking full responsibility, but without the legal protection of a police officer. Simply put, your heroic act will most likely be classified as fighting, and if blood is shed, you will basically be unable to escape the court and have to pay compensation. If there is any injury... just be prepared to go to jail.

Of course, if you have a great lawyer who can handle things, all the above content can be crossed out and the defendant can be acquitted...

But it is obvious that Peter Parker, a poor guy who is so poor that he has to work to earn pocket money, cannot afford such a good lawyer.

So Lancer's approach at the time was very direct. When a blind lawyer came to punch in and deliver a court subpoena to him, he paid an additional consultation fee and let the two of them have a good chat in the booth about the legal risks of illegal law enforcement by street heroes.

The two chatted for several hours. Lancer originally wanted to pay the additional fees, but Lawyer Ma refused and just asked Chuntian to add a cup of oatmeal caramel macchiato, which he liked very much at that time, and the matter was over.

Because according to attorney Matt himself, "I myself have never thought of using such a novel angle to examine the behavior of these street vigilantes in a purely legal way. To be honest, their presence at least gives many people hope, but as long as someone uses their brains a little, they can easily be doomed."

At that time, Lancer seemed to hear Matt mutter, "I can send myself to prison for 100 years." Of course, when Lancer asked again, Lawyer Matt decisively stated that he had said nothing.

In short, Matt's knowledgeable legal consulting service gave Peter Parker a little shock in the dirty adult world. At least that day, Peter looked at Lancer with a strange look. Before leaving get off work, Peter Parker obviously endured it again and again, and finally asked Lancer with some entanglement, "So, boss, you always say that the best infiltration is when no one survives. Is this the reason?"

Lancer laughed at that time, gave the confused Spider-Man a hug, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Either don't do it, or do it without any consequences and don't bring harm to your family. Once you cross that line, you will follow my path, so think it through before you step over."

After some things, not saying anything is the only way to save face for a kid of this age. Pure preaching will only arouse the other party's rebellious psychology. But Lancer was not too worried. After all, based on what Lancer knew, Peter didn't have to worry about this matter. His girlfriend-to-be's father was the boss of the New York police, and he had plenty of people and ways to save him.

"Buzz!" Chuntian's cell phone rang. Chuntian squinted his eyes slightly, and the phone showed that the call was connected. "Hello, Chuntian Cafe, how can I help you?"

"Madam boss! Help!" Peter Parker, who was just mentioned, shouted very loudly, and there was a strong whistling sound of wind and gunshots not far away.

"Hmm?" Chuntian frowned and looked at Lancer, who nodded, "The AR team is going to help Chkalov, Marco is in Cuba and won't be back until the day after tomorrow, John has gone back to see his daughter, and the rest of the guys should still be resting, you can take them." Lancer shrugged, "Maybe I can also move around.

"Tell me the location! I'll be there right away! Really, you might as well work overtime in the store! You'll lose this week's salary!" Springfield said unhappily, and then heard Peter Parker embarrassingly reveal an address. It was a street bar not far from them. Springfield laughed when he heard the address. This was originally their next target, but they went to work on a ship halfway. Yes, this was a bar run by vampires.

"If you, Commander, go on the activity, the AR team will definitely follow you." Chuntian sent this message on the internal communication with a smile, and soon received a reply. The work had just been completed and everyone was ready to finish installing equipment for today, so they could go out immediately.

"Little Peter actually caused trouble,

It's rare." Fei's mother pushed open the side door of the coffee shop and walked in. She was smiling and obviously willing to lend a hand.

"I won't go because I need to debug the equipment. But I will send out reconnaissance planes to provide you with reconnaissance reports." Chkalov's voice appeared in the headset.

"Just right for digestion!" The heroine's statement was simple, and she was going to fight the vampire, but she hadn't hit him yet.

"The vehicle has started, let's go. Let Peter hold on." M4 said softly. She thought about it and remotely controlled Griffin on the dock to release drones. These drones will provide a perspective.

"Then let's go." Lanser stood up and walked towards an SUV parked at the door. Brother Sixteen smiled excitedly in the driver's seat.

"Tiyi! Sorry for the trouble. Something seems to have happened with Peter." Springfield wiped his hands, turned around, took down the M1903 Springfield rifle that he had used as a decoration on the wall behind him, and walked out with Lancer and the others.

"Looks like... I don't have to work overtime alone today!" Tiyi curled her lips, feeling that she would soon have company, and soon there would be someone to work with. Moreover, the boss lady just said that the unlucky guy who will come here in a while will have to work with her. Oh, by the way, her little sister said that she will soon arrive in New York, and when the time comes, she will discuss with the boss lady whether she can let her do some short-term work here.

"Gwen! Ned! Come this way, I've found someone who will come right over." Peter Parker said quickly, and then he took a few people to hide in a room at the side. When they broke in, it seemed to be a storage room.

"Damn, Thompson, the bar crawl you mentioned! What the hell is this place? We're sprayed all over. What the hell is this?" A student complained loudly.

"I don't know either. I just heard from my buddies that this bar offers free drinks regardless of whether you are an adult or not, and you guys got them!" Lightning Thompson yelled indignantly. He originally thought he had found a good place, but he didn't expect to be sprayed all over when he came in!

"If nothing unexpected happens, what was sprayed on us was blood, very fresh blood." Peter Parker simply sniffed it and said, "We might be in trouble." As he spoke, Peter Parker had already started to use something to prop up the door of the utility room. "Come and help!"

"What are you doing?" Flash Thompson looked at Peter Parker strangely.

"Bang!" The door was suddenly hit, and all the young people's pupils contracted!

"Quick! Hold the door!" Screams rang out!

1-121 Vampire Bar

"Peter! Are you still alive?" Chuntian called Peter Parker's cell phone again, and the first thing he said was not very polite. The little guy was very brave! Lancer and the others had already recognized it when they drove to the vicinity. This was a vampire bar they almost raided! He came here to play? He has a future! It was really like the takeaway had grown legs and delivered the food to your door, right?

"Still... alive! Hold the door! Push hard! If you break in, we'll all be finished!" Peter Parker loudly encouraged his companions.

"But, but we are almost out of strength...ah!" The fat boy Ned was about to say something, but a hand claw punched through the not-so-thick wooden door and grabbed him directly! A group of students screamed and ran away, leaving Peter Parker alone holding the door, and then more and more hands punched through the door, and the wooden door was about to fall apart.

"Peter! Get out of the way! We're about to crash in!" Lancer's command came from the phone.

"Okay!" Peter jumped away from the door, and at the moment he jumped away, a claw almost touched his back and grabbed him. Then as Peter ran away, the wooden door collapsed, and countless monsters that boys and girls had only seen in movies rushed in fiercely.

"Bang!" There was a fierce collision sound, followed by a burst of smoke and dust. A steel behemoth broke through the wall and knocked the two vampires in the front away. Then, through the open window on one side, four AR assault rifles spit out flames madly towards the gate. The silver-plated 4mm bullets penetrated all the guys at the door. The blessed silver instantly burned these guys into ashes.

"Roar!" A vampire that was knocked away did not seem to have suffered much damage, and actually still had the strength to pounce on the students who were huddled together. This group of students who had never seen such a dangerous world screamed.

"Bang!" The No. 12 silver shotgun instantly blasted the roaring, wide-mouthed, pale-skinned, bloody and dirty fellow, who did not look like the elegant vampire in the movies at all, into the wall and turned him into a pool of ash.

"My overtime pay is not cheap, Peter. You may have to work for me for free for a long time." Lancer, who had already changed into a heavy combat uniform, teased Peter with a smile.

"Boss, thank you... thank you..." Although he is also a street hero, Peter could still appear relatively calm just now, but now, his brain is a little blank and he is breathing heavily. He was very sure that even if he gave up everything and no longer concealed his wealth, he probably would not be able to save everyone, and the final outcome would most likely be that several of his friends would die in front of him, or something worse than death.

This really happened, Peter.

Ke will have to face a very deadly mental test. Should he take action against the vampire who was transformed from his friend? There is no doubt that this friend was abandoned by him. This is a soul-torture.

"Hmph!" Lancer sneered, raised his gun and pointed it at another vampire who was hit by a car. The silver-coated lead bullet fired by SAIGA12 sprayed the vampire into ashes while he screamed.

"Battle formation, control both sides, Chuntian, you guide them to evacuate in the car. The M4 holding the assault rifle fired several short bursts into the corridor, so that the vampires inside would not have the courage to rush towards Lancer and his group after seeing their fellow vampires in front of them turned into ashes.

"Hurry, Rex..." Seeing Lancer wearing heavy armor and holding an AK-like weapon with loud flames spurting out of the muzzle, Peter Parker's friend, the fat Ned, looked at Lancer in front of him with envy. Just looking at this set of armor, he fully demonstrated the sense of power and completely attracted his attention. "Peter, is your boss a special forces member or a super soldier? This outfit is so cool."

"I don't know if it's cool or not, but I know that if we don't run away, we might really be shot." Lightning Thompson on the side said helplessly, and then he saw a shocking scene, Springfield, who was still dressed as a coffee shop owner, came over and grabbed Ned's collar and dragged him away.

"Peter." Chuntian did not forget to greet him, and at the same time raised his hand to throw Ned into the car.

"I know, I will be responsible for washing the car." Peter said with a wry smile. There is no doubt that the blood-stained car will become Peter Parker's nightmare for the next few days. It is not only difficult to wash, but also a waste of time. Moreover, in the foreseeable period of time, he may not get paid, and naturally he will not have the money to go to the car dealership to wash the car. Of course, if he really went, just explaining why there was a car full of blood would be a huge trouble, so Peter Parker had almost no choice but to face this situation.

"Will it open?" Lancer noticed Gwen nodded and immediately said, "Peter, lead the way. The cafe's employee bathroom is open for you to wash yourself. You can also use the washing machine. Remember to clean up! Get in the car and go! Next is the adult gunfire negotiation time."

With Lancer's push, a group of students quickly squeezed into the SUV driven by Lancer and his team. Then Gwen quickly sat in the driver's seat, shifted gears very skillfully, and then stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

As the car rushed out, Lancer vaguely heard what seemed to be Gwen saying, "This car is really awesome." and Peter yelling, "Fasten your seat belts!"

Pursing his lips and sighing that young people are really interesting, Lanser glanced at the situation on the scene and said, "M4, you lead the men to advance. Chuntian, find a high place and don't let anyone get away. Binjiang, you go around and don't let them break through. Action! Let's see what kind of big scene these monsters can create!" At this point, Lanser couldn't help but think of the hell scene at the Blood Ranch that he had seen before. His eyes suddenly became fierce. After noticing this, all the humanoids immediately began to boil with murderous intent.

"Yes!" After Lancer made the decision, the humanoids began to advance in an attack formation, blocking every intersection in their rapid advancement. Although some vampires wanted to jump out from some strange corners to give everyone a little surprise, they were often greeted by several short bursts of more than a dozen rounds of silver-plated ammunition the moment they jumped out, and they were almost instantly turned into a pool of ashes.

If you can solve the problem with bullets, why bother with close combat! Lancer has always thought so, so Lancer's shooting skills are very good. John and others think that Lancer's shooting skills are not inferior to those of some veteran-level soldiers.

At this time, an American muscle car was slowly stopping outside the hotel. They had just passed by the SUV driven by Gwen. John Wick in the car looked at this vampire bar marked by the Vatican and smiled helplessly. It turned out that there would be a day when he would be targeted by someone.

Deadpool was even more straightforward. He pulled the already big white eyes on his combat suit with both hands and pressed it against the glass window of the car.

There was no doubt that both of them had heard the sound of gunfire like popping beans inside. For some reason, both of them felt that they knew the people inside, and that they were actually very familiar with them.

After all, there are not many people in New York who can embed a vampire into a car like a baseball home run, and John Wick and Deadpool happen to know two of them, Frederick and Binjiang.

"Wow! Lady boss!" Deadpool noticed a person coming out of the huge hole in the wall. After a relay jump on the wall, he stepped on the air conditioner outdoor unit and jumped onto the Springfield on the second floor. He shouted loudly, confirming the target, and then immediately jumped out of the car.

Deadpool would definitely go to help Springfield, who tolerated his antics in the store and paid him an hourly wage. Moreover, today's errand... Wait! This is an errand! A vampire has $1000! "Franklin!" Deadpool yelled, drew his knife and rushed out.

Then the next moment, they were almost riddled with bullet holes by the girls' overreaction, but Springfield's notification stopped them from hooking their fingers on the trigger in time.

"I didn't expect to cooperate with them." John Wick got out of the car

Then he took out a pair of pistols from his pocket. The silver-plated gun body was inscribed with biblical sentences, and the wooden grip was carved with the image of a fully armed angel.

John Wick closed the car door gently, then fired a shot at a black shadow beside him. The bullet successfully penetrated the opponent's leg. Then the next moment, the low-level vampire who had escaped with great difficulty began to burn part of his body due to the effect of the silver bullet.

"Your sins are irredeemable, Amen." John Wickwick said softly, then shot the screaming vampire in the forehead. Then, in an instant, the vampire with an expression full of disbelief turned into a pile of ashes.

John Wick walked towards the bar, and along the way, he kept shooting at the crowd rushing out of the bar. However, the shots were all in the limbs, which were not fatal. As long as they were not vampires, they could basically continue to run forward cursing after being shot until they ran into the Vatican personnel behind them.