Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"It's very simple. You guys are responsible for intercepting these snipers, and I'll go talk to them. That's it.

"Chekalov said in a lazy tone. She was holding a bottle of vodka, drinking the refreshing vodka while walking towards the group of people.

"Ma'am, this is a private area, prohibited..." A seal frowned, trying to stop this "irrelevant" person, and then he literally flew out. Fortunately, Chkalov still remembered what Lancer said, not to hurt anyone, so the seal in front of him just fell in pain but did not faint. However, the other person next to him was not so lucky.

"Get out! This shipyard belongs to my husband. Who do you think you are..." Chkalov threw the bottle, smashed it against the wall, and walked in.

"..." The soldiers on the periphery immediately asked Hammer whether to launch an attack. At least a dozen sniper rifles and assault rifles with long barrels were pointed at Chkalov. "Relax, the owner of this dock doesn't look like an ordinary person. What's your name, ma'am?"

"Chekalov, let me say first, Lancer still has feelings for this ship. They just rented this ship. If you want to rob it..." Chkalov showed a sarcastic smile and jumped onto a forklift nearby and sat on it. "You'd better think it through~" There was a sarcasm in the smile on her lips. Although her ship suit was not released, everyone could clearly feel that the wind around them had begun to cool down rapidly.

"Encountering enemy attack!" At this moment, an emergency alarm suddenly came from Hammer's earphones, and soon there were the second and third attacks. The SEALs immediately raised their guns and aimed at the woman who was drinking vodka in front of them with a natural look on her face. Yes, he took advantage of the SEALs' distraction and took out a second bottle of vodka from his space. Anyway, if these guys really dared to shoot at him, the battle would be over in one round.

"Stop attacking my people." Hammer frowned. All the snipers he arranged were caught by the other side? He was somewhat surprised by the high efficiency of the other side. This only proved that Lancer had a very high level of surveillance and control over this area. His people might have been discovered by the other side when they entered this area.

"So... are you dreaming?" Chkalov spread his hands nonchalantly. "Americans, you are trying to rob our ship! It belongs to Lancer's property, so make sure you understand!" Chkalov stood up, and a strong wind mixed with hail blew across the venue. "You are still alive because of his kindness, do you understand?"

"Maybe... you shouldn't have left that coffee shop..."

"Huh? Coffee house?! Hahahahaha..."

1-172 What is Ukraine

"The Red Team has arrived at the location."

"The green team has arrived at the location."

"The Blue Team... has been completely wiped out~" As a frivolous voice suddenly appeared, everyone was shocked! Hammer suddenly looked up at Chkalov.

In the alley behind the Springfield Coffee Shop, SOPII and Knight were shaking their hands, with four or five Navy SEALs lying beside them. The agent frowned, looked at the two of them, then turned and left.

Why was Chkalov laughing so hard? The SEALs under Hammer were indeed elite, but you wanted to raid the coffee shop? Raid Lancer? Please! Do you know how many cameras and alarm devices there are near the coffee shop? Chkalov went out and stretched out in the back, and soon she could see the girls peeking out.

Before the Navy SEALs got close, the security alarm had already been triggered. M4 arranged for SOPII and RO635 to return, and at the same time conveyed the requirement for coordinated operations to the agent.

The agent was furious about being ordered around by a Griffin scrap metal, especially M4, the scrap metal of the scrap metal! So he was the most ruthless one when he beat people up, and then he ran away and hurried back to Lancer, angry!

"Click!"

"Ah... I'm so sleepy! Can't you come during the day next time?" The female warrior yawned and walked out of the door where the Navy SEALs were preparing to break through with a sleepy face. A SEAL next to her immediately pounced on her, then flew back at a faster speed than before, knocking the three teammates behind him to the ground. "Ha... So, you are so incompetent, why are you still making such a fuss! Isn't it better to sleep at night! No, I need Lancer to coax me later! Otherwise, this matter will not count... huh?"

As she was speaking, Binjiang, who was yawning, was hit on the head by a bullet from a 9mm pistol... no, three times. The first soldier who was thrown out by her pulled out his gun and shot at him. "Tsk!" Binjiang grabbed another seal that pounced on her and smashed it hard at the seal that shot at her from behind.

After a dull collision, the two were knocked unconscious...

"It's done here, Mother Fei, how's the situation over there?" Looking at the last seal, Binjiang gestured. The seal looked at the MP5 submachine gun in his hand, looked at Binjiang, and went to help his brothers deal with their injuries with a helpless look on his face. There was no doubt that the one he was facing was a superhuman, and not an ordinary strong one.

"No problem." Fei Ma glanced at the seals who were leaning against the wall, lined up obediently, holding their heads, and shrugged her shoulders. "Let's go and meet up with your teammates. We don't have to waste our energy."

"So... did you hear it?" At the shipyard on the other side, Chkalov looked at the old man in front of him with a smile. The cold frosty wind had turned into an ice storm mixed with hail. "All your backup plans are gone. You only have two choices: leave or accept. Think it through and make a choice."

"..." Hammer felt the hailstones hitting him. He looked at Chkalov, who was facing a pile of guns with an indifferent expression, and asked, "Will you release them?"

"Of course, why do we support you? Is it necessary?" Chkalov shook his head and spread his hands, his face full of disdain, "The girls in our coffee shop are better than you (Tiyi shivered)."

"Ha... In the end, it was because we underestimated an arms dealer..." Hammer shook his head. He did investigate Lancer's background, but it seemed that he was just a small arms dealer with many connections in the United States and a good relationship with the military. "Well, if I'm not mistaken, you should have notified the US military."

"To be honest, I'm not so bored as to cause trouble for myself." Lanser's voice came from Chkalov's phone. "In essence, this time a group of old customers came to me to rent a boat, and then you came here in the middle of the night to cause trouble. You bastard who was watching the show from behind, remember to tell your boss to pay an extra month's rent!"

Gideon spread his hands, indicating that he was helpless as well, then looked at Hammer and made the final decision.

"Actually... if you want to retaliate against them, it's useless whether you go to Langley or Washington. It will only confirm your reputation as a rebel." Lancer suddenly continued.

"Oh?" Hammer looked at Chkalov.

"It just so happens that my boss and I have had some issues with some idiots in the current US government, or the CIA." Lanser's voice was like a devil, tempting. "Although it's unlikely that we can seek revenge in Ukraine in the short term, but... South America... is a different matter, what do you think?"

"..." Hammer was silent. To be honest, it was not his intention to hold these things and storm Langley or the Pentagon. This was more of a negotiation tactic. "But..."

"But you have dug your own graves because of your stupid behavior. You may feel good for a while, but what next?!" Lanser said with a smile, "If you want revenge, you should find out who designed the plan and who executed it. Then an unlicensed pistol and a magazine of 1mm bullets are enough to complete your revenge. Your current behavior is dragging the entire country into the vortex. Congratulations. How do you feel about becoming the enemy of the country you fought for in the first half of your life?"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Hammer roared angrily.

"Oh, dear general, I shut up? Ha, don't you understand freedom of speech? You chose the wrong method from the beginning. If you had found a reporter to expose this matter... well, the reporter's article would have been published, and then you would have been found out, and then the reporter would have been killed, and you would have been dishonorably retired." Lancer continued to hurt his heart, "You have already become a general, how can you still not see clearly that you so-called patriots are the cheapest firewood and consumables."

"Shut up..." Hammer gritted his teeth and looked at the phone in Chkalov's hand. How could he not know all this? Why did he choose such a decisive move! ? Millions of dollars? Who of the seals who rebelled with him behind him cares about this! Isn't it Lancer's words that made them rise up in rebellion?

They are not firewood! They are not consumables!

They could die for the sake of a predetermined victory in the battle, or die in a crucial decapitation operation! But they absolutely could not be consumed by such a chaotic situation!

"You don't know what happened at all!?" General Hammer had a ferocious expression on his face. This little bastard, he knew nothing. The people above...

"So, let me guess, you saw something on the Russian-Ukrainian border, and after reporting it, suddenly... BOMB!" Lancer laughed, "Gideon, contact your boss, the trouble they are in may be bigger than you think."

"Okay." Gideon turned around and took out the encrypted satellite phone to contact his boss.

"What do you know?" Hammer was stunned after listening to Lancer's speech. Although such a reaction might be caused by many things, and the phrase "seeing things that shouldn't be seen" was too broad and had no meaning at all, but when it came out of Lancer's mouth, there was an inexplicable feeling that Lancer knew something.

"Oh, do you know the most famous monastery in Ukraine?" Lanser on the phone spoke with a hint of laughter. He himself had never thought that what he was hired to do by Sitwell would become his golden signboard! This is a knight's medal, and it can be used as his own achievement.

"It's you!" Hammer and several officers around him were moved. At that time, they were representatives of the US military to investigate the situation and went to the monastery in person... "How did you do it!"

"You are still qualified to care about this now? Do you want to write an emergency report to the Pentagon to atone for your sins?!" Lanser was not surprised by Hammer's reaction. Soldiers are often not so concerned about "why", but about "why".

It’s “how to do”!

"..." Hammer was silent. Yes, why should he care about this? "So did you find anything over there?"

"Some things will recolor after they are killed." Lancer lied shamelessly. He just wanted to see if Hammer saw the so-called Skrulls. After all, according to his latest memory, the swordsman who was backstabbed was the one who discovered the problem in Ukraine and was then backstabbed.

"!" Hammer narrowed his glasses and looked at Chkalov in front of him, then looked at the phone in his hand, "Are you sure you can really deal with these guys?"

"Deal with them?! Like you guys, military remonstration is the only way? But I can at least help you cover it up." Lanser said with a smile, "But you have to leave those VX behind. No one wants to get into trouble."

"Okay! But remember your promise." Hammer pondered for a moment, then hung up the phone.

"I didn't promise you anything, dear old man." Lancer shook his head. Although he said so, there was really no room for reconciliation between himself and the Skrulls. Lancer pushed open the door and walked into his meditation room. The Book of Vishanti opened automatically without wind, and Lancer entered the spiritual space between opening and closing his eyes.

"Why do you come to see me at this time?"

"Of course there are. I want to ask if there is any way to identify the souls of different races."

"……Have."

"But I can't do that, can I?"

"Yes."

1-173 Script

"Whoosh, whoosh..." The sound of helicopter blades cutting through the air was heard as four or five UH60 Black Hawk helicopters slowly landed on a piece of wasteland. After landing, a large group of soldiers jumped from the helicopters while shouting commands and quickly surrounded a semi-abandoned border town.

These soldiers were not like the group of recruits that Ross had sent to intercept Hammer and his men. These soldiers were definitely Ross's trusted troops. All of them had gained huge benefits from their "service". They had no shortage of honor and wealth, and naturally they had no shortage of loyalty.

"General!" A soldier handed a gas mask to Ross. Their chief officer was the source of their comfortable life, so they were naturally very concerned about his safety.

"Thank you, but I don't need it for now!" The fully armed Ross took it but didn't put it on. Instead, he put on headphones. However, the officer next to him insisted, so Ross finally put it on reluctantly, and then ordered in a slightly muffled voice, "I'm Ross! All units, pay attention, if you encounter any resistance, kill without mercy, but if you see anything that looks like a missile, control it."

"Attack begins!" With a wave of the commander's hand, the airborne troops entered the town from three directions. They advanced carefully but cautiously. However, the development of everything made the soldiers very confused. According to the pre-battle briefing, they should face the elite soldiers of the rebellious Navy SEALs. There is no doubt that this will be a difficult and tough battle. They are mentally prepared for such a battle.

However, as they entered the town, they did not see anyone, let alone the expected resolute resistance. It was as if nothing existed and the SEALs seemed to have disappeared. This inevitably made the soldiers extremely nervous, fearing that the SEALs had prepared some big surprise for them.

"The thermal imaging shows that there are living people in this room, but they look like they have been restrained." A sergeant looked at the picture displayed on the instrument in confusion. Most of the houses were quickly searched. The rooms were covered with thick dust and there was no sign of anyone entering. Until the last house in front of them, there was no other living person in the whole town.

"Prepare to charge! Pay attention to controlling the firepower." Ross frowned. Although he knew that the little bastard seemed to have arranged some script for him, the current situation really made him feel uneasy. Everything looked too much like a trap.

"Enter! Action! Action! Action!" With the roar of the front line, the soldiers rushed in quickly, but after rushing in. The first non-commissioned officer who saw something shouted at the top of his lungs in the communication channel, "Cease fire! Cease fire! Everyone, cease fire!"

Then the radio was in an unsettling silence for more than ten seconds before someone whispered, "Holy shit... VX is here! Luckily no one fired." The words were filled with fear. If someone had fired a gun, everyone present would have to evacuate! And they who had suddenly entered here would most likely have to stay here because of the unexpected contact.

"Shut up! General, we found a VX missile, and... 12 unidentified prisoners have been captured." The sergeant in charge reported quickly, "Yes, the VX missile, um, is relatively stable, but the shell has been removed... Yes, it is very dangerous, chemical defense soldiers come."

Those tied here struggled frantically, as if they wanted the soldiers to let them go.

"Get out of here!" The sergeant heard Ross's curse from behind him. He turned around and saw that Ross had already opened the door and walked in. The two soldiers behind him seemed to want to stop him, but he pushed them away. Ross strode in. He looked at the defenseless group of people tied up here.

The man was still struggling frantically, and he took off his gas mask. With a serious expression, he strode to the row of VX missiles standing there, and then found a pile of chips and a piece of paper on the table next to him.

"Hmm?" Ross put on gloves, picked up the letter and took a look at it, "Hmph! This bastard!" Ross didn't waste any words and gave the order directly, "Kill these people, they are arms dealers, or at least they are suspected of stealing these VX missiles!" Although Ross did not say anything final, he gave the order to kill them without hesitation. The two sergeants next to him took the arms dealers out without hesitation, took out their pistols and shot the tied people on the spot.

"Sir..." General Ross's adjutant came over, "We are all on our side here. The helicopter is already at a 'safe' distance. Do you need to be on the scene?"

"Hmm... place explosives to destroy this place to prevent other poison gas bombs from existing." General Ross looked at the batch of VX poison gas bombs in front of him, "Hmm... seal these things and take them with you."

"Yes!" Ross's order was executed very thoroughly. The VX gas bombs were packed into boxes and loaded onto the helicopter. They were personally transported by General Ross's trusted adjutant and flew directly to the military base from which they started.

The rest of the soldiers quickly placed explosives, and the bodies of those who had been executed were thrown everywhere. They were shot many times, and some AKs that were found were placed near their bodies. Then the explosion destroyed the entire town.

"You bastard... your package is a little exciting." Ross, sitting on the helicopter, hesitated for a moment, then took out his satellite phone and called Lancer. "I owe you one this time. The previous one was a gift. Next time I find something good, I'll give it to you again."

"Ross! If you have time, come to New York soon and we'll have a drink." Lancer said with a smile on the phone. He was very clear-headed about Ross's favor. The promises of these guys were not reliable at all. On the contrary, since he had just offended Hammer, Lancer was very willing to believe his promise. The old man was serious about his words.

But such a person is easier to communicate with. When you discuss a deal with him, as long as he is interested, everyone will cooperate very happily. Just like now, Ross simply gave him arms worth nearly 10 million yuan, and there will be a next time.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Ross agreed very readily, "Where's that old guy?"

"I don't know about that either. After all, they robbed my ship and ran away. I am also a victim." Lancer shrugged, his mouth full of lies that both sides knew about.

"I see. This result, under Frank's operation, should be acceptable to most people. I hope there won't be any other problems." Ross said solemnly. Although the work was a bit rough, for most people, they didn't know what happened. As for what happened next, Ross and Frank Underwood would solve most of the problems.

The script that is being drafted and released to the public is that this group of mainly Mexican gangster arms dealers bribe the controller of that unfortunate warehouse, and then go to that secret warehouse to purchase goods. Except for Ross's people, all the people in the warehouse will be sent to the Iraqi front, at least away from the US mainland.

As for why they were able to enter such a high-level warehouse, well... didn't Lanser also get in? Is this difficult?

But this group of people were unlucky enough to run into Brigadier General Hammer who was carrying out an inspection mission assigned by the Ministry of Defense. After they fled in a hurry, they conspired with their superiors to put the blame on Hammer, which caused a conflict between General Ross and Hammer during the pursuit. As the matter was urgent, there was a problem with communication between the two sides, resulting in a fight that resulted in casualties.

But they finally found out that someone was misleading them. After getting the intelligence, General Ross took decisive action and killed these evil arms dealers at the moment when they were about to successfully smuggle these poison gas bombs out of the US border!

It's all Thai hot!

Got it! Applause!

As for why General Hammer, who was "wrongly accused" later, suddenly disappeared without a trace after the pursuit... Is this important? Even the wanted warrants for him and those SEALs have not been revoked. Well... It's a matter of procedure. It will be revoked, yes...

"Of course the wanted order will not be revoked! Because for Frank and Irons, this is Hammer's weak spot. Hammer and his Navy SEALs probably won't be able to return to the United States in this lifetime." Lancer held Sophie and looked at the group of girls in front of him, "Don't feel sorry for the old man. He has to finish the road he chose, no matter how hard it is."

"It's not a pity." There were two crossed band-aids on Binjiang's forehead, like the ones in anime, but Binjiang herself didn't care. When she came back to complain to Lanse, Lanse took two band-aids from the agent and put them on her. Binjiang was very happy, although it didn't look very good, but after Lanse said that it looked cute, Binjiang put them on happily.

"After this matter is over, shall we go to the Hoover Dam?" M4 said with a smile. They originally thought that a tough battle was waiting for them, but with the participation of the ship girls, it was quickly resolved. It can only be said that in a local battle, it is really cheating to have multiple large warships participating in the battle that seem to have invincible cheats.

Moreover, these warships themselves

With this extremely powerful ability, not to mention anything else, the ice storm released by Chkalov alone made Hammer cautious and he even said at one point, "It's a good thing you're not in the tavern," which almost made Chkalov die of laughter.

"Lance, have you found the answer in the Book of Vishanti?" Chkalov next to him was concerned about other things. Lancer had just briefly explained the abilities of the Skrulls to his wives, which made them sick!

The humanoids looked at each other. They were not afraid, after all, they were not human; the ship girls were not afraid either. At most, when they had doubts, they would just let the other party open a ship suit to see. If the other party could open it, then it was real. If not, they would just fight.

But it is unlikely that anyone would like this kind of race that steals other people's memories, then becomes their appearance, forcibly infiltrates, distorts public opinion, and causes chaos and war. Maybe Nick Fury is really a rare animal. This guy forgot that even the Skrulls who integrated into the faction have replaced many powerful people. Lancer doesn't believe that the other party will leave them alive.

But one thing is beyond doubt, as spies, the Skrulls are really super professional. This can be seen from the fact that the shapeshifting woman can enter and exit various confidential places as if she were at home, so Nick Fury's desire for her body is absolutely sincere!

So the girls had no resistance to Lancer's plan to deal with the Skrulls, especially after Fei Ma mentioned that if their strength was exposed, Lancer would definitely be included in the target. Chuntian, who was cleaning the coffee pot, directly crushed the tempered glass, and everyone became murderous.

"I got it, but it's a little troublesome, so I want to see if Pure Technology has any solution."

1-174 Is Amagi next?

"You should at least restrain yourself a little! Even if Chkalov is not here! What have you done to this laboratory!" Regensburg looked at the group of Sakura Empire ship girls in front of him with a headache.

"Isn't it a beautiful dance?" Akashi was holding a teacup, smiling, "This is the largest-scale sacrificial dance. It seems that it has only been performed once on the commander's birthday." It was indeed the largest-scale. All the battleships of the Sakura Empire went up to dance.

"Yes... it looks good... it is indeed very beautiful, and the artistry and beauty are really at the peak!" Regensburg said speechlessly, "But this is a laboratory! Do we need this thing!?" Regensburg picked up Akashi and shook him vigorously.

"It's going to spill! The tea is going to spill!" Akashi, whose shadow was shaken, screamed.

"Don't bully Akashi..." Bismarck walked out of the passage, "They didn't come in to jump. If you think it's noisy, just close the outside space." She looked at the environment in front of her, "It seems that you are ready for this experiment?!"

"Yes, Director Chkalov is really a very capable person. It didn't take long for her to complete the combination over there. The energy consumption of opening the channel has dropped significantly, and the success rate is close to 100%. All they need to do is to align the time between the two sides. Once the alignment is completed, it's done."

"I heard you exchanged an electronic timer!?" Bismarck glanced at the Sakura Empire shipgirls who were spinning, jumping, and beating the rhythm. No wonder Lancer often favored these guys! She felt very moved by this dance. What did Lancer say? Oh, by the way, sacred charm. Look at how cold Musashi is dancing now.

"Yes, there is a difference in the flow rate of time on both sides, and a recalibration of time and space is necessary. A large part of the time and space 'noise' generated before is due to these." Regensburg covered his face helplessly. They did spend a lot of effort on solving this problem, but the solution now is so simple that Regensburg is speechless. However, this is also the benefit of letting Chkalov run over in advance. The construction of the channel now not only requires less energy, but also the technical difficulty is greatly reduced.

"Hmm?" Bismarck tilted his head slightly. "Enterprise, what's the matter with you? Or do you want to get closer and feel his aura?"

"Hmph..." Enterprise glared at Bismarck unhappily, "Don't provoke me. No one is better than anyone else. The Sakura Empire's blessing will last for a day. How many of them do you think can make it this time?"

"It was originally an experiment to establish a normalized channel, and we squeezed someone through it. Anyone can come after them as long as they are not afraid of death." Bismarck shrugged, indicating that it was indeed the turn of the Sakura Empire this time, so Bismarck didn't really care how many Sakura Empire shipgirls passed through the channel. After all, the more people around Lancer, the safer he would be! So Bismarck was happy to see more people go.

"No!" Regensburg interrupted his boss's train of thought, "Because it's just common sense, it's like just throwing a rope on the river and tying it to the other side to see if it can stay stable and not be washed away by the sudden rise of the river." Regensburg glanced at the two people opposite him, "Don't expect too much from the bearing capacity of only one rope."

"Yes! I spent a lot of effort to make up my mind." Akagi walked in with a smile on her face, and Kaga leaned against the door of the laboratory.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be dancing downstairs?" Enterprise glanced at him.

Akagi, she doesn't get along with any of the women in the Edo period, and the Edo period basically frowns when they look at her.