Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

The girls around Lancer are full of secrets. The humanoids have their own secrets, and the ship girls have their own secrets. They also know very well that these secrets must never be exposed, otherwise it will cause great trouble to their beloved commander. As a result, these powerful girls are like living in a world wrapped in an eggshell, afraid that their extraordinary actions will break the eggshell.

So the last time, when Fei Ma and Bin Jiang received the order to raze the camp, they were so wantonly happy! However, if they could have a good fight, it would also make Bin Jiang feel relaxed and happy.

"Binjiang is approaching!" M4 fired a series of shots while speaking, suppressing several thugs. "Hammer and his men on the other side are exerting pressure. The other side seems to have used their best troops and is fighting with Hammer's men. We need to end the battle before they can free their hands.

"Don't rush me! Don't rush me!" SOPI complained loudly. Because it was a surprise attack, she didn't bring SOPII's box of equipment with her. However, the equipment she had on hand was enough to deal with such a battle. SOPII rushed forward directly, and the wooden door couldn't stop her at all.

"It's always like this!" Despite the complaints, the cooperation between RO635 and SOPII was still perfect. The next moment after SOPII rushed in, RO635 leaning against the door fired a clean and neat fan-shaped sweep! Because the mechanical spider was lying there watching, the two of them knew the positions of the five people in the room clearly, so RO5's round of sweeping shot directly knocked down four people, and the remaining one was shot and killed by SOPII who broke into the room and lay on the ground.

"We found the hostages, secured." RO635 reported as he stepped forward and cut the ties that bound them with a dagger. "We've seen them before, so we won't waste words! Move on! Move quickly!"

"Okay!" Michaela, one of the three women, responded first. However, because she had been tied up for some time, her steps were a little unsteady. But at this moment, she had to keep up even if she had to hop on one leg.

"The hostage rescue has been successful, and we are passing through the outer corridor!" M4 and his men did not choose to go back, and the road secured by AR15 was not the same road they came in. With the support of the SEALs, no, now the guys called Atlas, they directly killed their way through the entire manor and rushed over to meet up with the other side.

Then, a sudden change occurred. Just as they were about to evacuate, two former SEALs suddenly jumped up, knocked their teammates away, and prepared to shoot at the M4. But the next moment, two bullets ended their lives, and the AR15 not far away lowered its muzzle, which was still emitting gunpowder smoke.

"You are crazy!" The sergeant in charge roared angrily, but he did not point his gun at them. They had also seen the strange behavior of the two men just now. If the other side reacted a little slower,

Shoot, then they should have started fighting with Lancer’s girls by now!

But reason was the only thing that could hold his hand down and prevent him from pointing the gun at the M4. They had already done their best. Now, the dominance of the cerebral cortex had been handed over to anger. Several of his subordinates, even including the two who had just been knocked away, could no longer hold back and pointed their guns at him.

"Hey, hey, hey! I didn't know your subordinate elders had pointy ears and green skin." SOPII complained, then motioned the three girls around her to hurry over.

"!" SOPII's words shocked the Atlas mercenaries. They looked down and saw that the bodies of their former "brothers" were no longer at their feet, but the bodies of aliens they had never seen before. Some inexplicable horror rose from their hearts. "What...what happened? Where are our brothers!"

"He's probably dead, or do you think they'll keep the unlucky guy who was replaced alive?" Brother Sixteen looked at the man in front of him with some regret, "Hurry up and evacuate, complete the mission, and we'll talk later if you have anything to say." Brother Sixteen's mouth curled up, and it was obvious that the other party was very surprised, but he began to regain his senses.

"What about you?" The sergeant in charge signaled his men to protect the three people, and then he personally retreated to the back of the team to monitor and prevent other things like this from sneaking into their team. As the sharpest daggers of the United States, they had seen this damn dirty trick when they were fighting overseas, and they also had some rough countermeasures.

"Of course we have to go find the owner of this manor and have a good chat!" M4 said softly with a gloomy face, "Please focus on your tasks, the vehicles are ready, please." After that, M4 ran away without looking back. After all, the commander guessed right on the way here. There was a small bet. Although she did not agree at the time, could she stop her commander Lancer from doing whatever he wanted to her? Obviously not, not to mention that after returning, SOPII would definitely remind Lancer loudly that it was time to collect the debt.

traitor!

The more M4 thought about it, the angrier he got!

"The next phase of the mission is to evacuate!" The former Navy SEAL took a deep breath and said simply that they were going to evacuate now. Although the loss of two companions was infuriating, they still had to complete the mission as their first priority. The elder had green skin, pointed ears, and a goblin-like appearance. He was the embodiment of ugliness and evil. They remembered this grudge. Colombia and Mexico were not far away! They had plenty of opportunities for revenge.

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"Not bad! Very good." Gravik looked at the scene where two tribesmen were shot. Although the angle of view was not direct, he could still see the scene very clearly. Gravik's face was very ugly. He had not experienced the tempering of Avengers 1 to 4, and he was far from the expressionless and decisive and crazy style in the TV series.

Now that his plan seemed to have deviated greatly, he instinctively showed some anger that only young people have, and as a commander, this was the beginning of his great dereliction of duty. Because of anger, he was unable to make the most rational judgment. He chose to use the trump card in his hand and make his opponent pay the price.

"Use the gravity trap! Capture them directly." Gravik said grimly, "Since they are so ignorant that they still want to talk to me, let's have a good talk with them."

A group of Skrulls started to work quickly. In front of them, a shield that looked like bulletproof glass rose up. During the time when Braga was replaced, Gravik not only sent a lot of money back through various channels to subsidize other Skrulls, but also sent some life-saving means from Ukraine! The gravity trap in front of them was used to deal with those powerful single targets on this planet.

"Humph! Foolish barbarian, experience the power of technology."

1-186 The Skrulls' Abilities

"The package has already rushed out! And they brought out enough idiots." Although one crew member was already 50 years old, he was agile. He slid down from the roof quickly, rolled on the ground, and jumped into the bed of the truck next to him. The crew member driving the truck stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Soon after they set off, they saw a convoy rushing over from a distance. John took a look and signaled the crew members nearby to pull over and make way. After all, their mission was to stop the pursuing convoy, not to transfer the hostages or anything like that.

"Are you ready?" John whispered into the comms, then cocked his assault rifle.

"Our lovely little baby can't wait to express his fiery opinion!" A crew member sat on the floor of the truck bed, and another took off the gun cover of the Type 89 heavy machine gun. The dark barrel reflected a cold luster. Then the crew member hung a box of ammunition next to the machine gun.

"Click!" The shooter pulled the bolt to load the gun. The crisp sound of the bolt made the shooter's mouth curl up uncontrollably.

I don't know if it's influenced by the ship girls, but Lancer and the others generally prefer the power of a single bullet over the rate of fire, so they are more likely to choose a weapon.

When fighting a car, people generally like to use large-caliber machine guns, because the lethality of large-caliber machine guns can make people feel most at ease. Once a large-caliber machine gun bullet hits the car, it is hard to say whether there are any survivors in the car. They are dead, all dead!

"Ah!" The shooter of the 89 heavy machine gun screamed, and pulled the trigger directly to start shooting at the pursuers behind! 12.7 armor-piercing bullets, armor-piercing incendiary bullets, and armor-piercing tracer bullets swept towards the rear. The other two crew members also leaned out of the window, holding the assault rifles in their hands and shooting fiercely at the rear.

Under such fierce firepower, the drug dealers chasing from behind suffered heavy casualties in an instant. The heavy machine gunner only needed to slightly deflect the muzzle, and the 12.7 heavy machine gun bullets ejected from the muzzle were enough to destroy the opponent's engine in a short period of time, causing a raging fire, and then the out-of-control vehicle crashed into a ball.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Braga's men had no time to react at all, and were swept by the sudden fierce firepower. They were wiped out before they could even put up a resistance. Even if the vehicles in the back row realized that something seemed to have happened in the front, they often had to scramble to dodge the cars that might have caught fire or were simply out of control.

After dodging all this, before they could breathe a sigh of relief and see what was happening ahead, dense projectiles began to kiss their vehicles.

So, less than a minute later, the crew shouted in victory. Bazookas and missiles were nothing special. The most powerful thing was these large-caliber heavy machine guns. Ever since John and his crew had used the 14.5 heavy machine guns on the speedboat, this weapon with heavy recoil had become their favorite!

"Captain, do you want to go pick them up?" Since the pursuers behind them have temporarily retreated, they should evacuate now. According to M4's plan, a truck that looks like a military truck is waiting for them on the side. If they shout at this time, there is no doubt that John's daughter, ex-wife and Michaela will be able to come back. It is better for them to protect themselves than to let others protect them.

"No, according to the agreement, they should hand over the three people to the boss soon, and then leave with the commission paid by the boss." John took a deep breath. Although the boss said that it was an attack against him, he was the one involved.

This makes sense, but there is no doubt that he has become the boss's weak spot, because the actions of that loser attracted the other party's attention, and then he found himself as a target. Otherwise, it would be a pipe dream for them to deal with their boss.

"Information... Mexican special police and the Mexican military have already dispatched personnel to speed up the operation." M4's voice said without any emotion in the communication channel.

"Do the police really always show up at the very end?" Lancer's crew member curled their lips. They were the ones who caused quite a few troubles all over the world. Last time in Japan, they not only beat up the Japanese patrol officers, but also snatched back two kind little revolvers, which were then despised by Lancer for a long time, saying that they were garbage that couldn't even be sold for $100.

"Boss, how's the situation over there?" John asked in the communication.

"There are a few accidents. We are dealing with them now. Start the engine as soon as possible so that we can leave when we arrive. Do you understand?" Lanser said simply. Because things have changed a little bit, his guess has become true. Those little green men who were supposed to be just background boards have appeared in front of him and actually set their sights on him! Damn bastards!

"So you want to take them alive?" M4 asked in the communication. At this time, the AR team used thermite to burn open the triple-defense door of the safe house in the deepest part of the villa. One team after another entered, only to find that when they faced each other, Braga was calmly looking at the AR team who was pointing a gun at him.

"If possible, bring him back. If it's troublesome, kill him on the spot. Binjiang will arrive in one minute." Lanser said quickly.

"You guys came really fast!" Perhaps it was the confidence brought by the gravity trap that Braga leaned on a desk, looking at the group of girls in front of him with a natural expression, or even a playful expression, "I have to say, Lancer is really lucky to have a group of beauties like you!"

"There is a barrier! Shoot at the four corners!" M4 didn't pay any attention to him. After a few simple glances, she determined that there was something between them, so M4 planned to use the simplest method. The AR team immediately fired a series of short bullets into the room. But it seemed that this was not a simple bulletproof glass. The high-performance armor-piercing bullets shot on the glass without even a pattern.

"So, why is it that no one is willing to listen to others carefully..." Braga picked up a remote control beside him and simply pressed it. M4 and others instantly felt their bodies sink, as if they were carrying a heavy block of lead. They were unable to move, and their gun postures were crooked, but they did not fall down.

"Oh!? What a surprise!" Braga looked at the girls in front of him in surprise, and then his eyes suddenly narrowed. The Sixteenth Brother adjusted his body's strength, suddenly burst out, pulled out a dagger and stabbed, but the dagger could not pierce the thick bulletproof layer, "Great! I mean, you are really

Great! He gave you so many years! I'll double it! No! I'll triple it! What do you think! I have never been a stingy person! Don't doubt it! I am not attracted by your beauty! I am attracted by your ability, the ability to kill. "

As Braga spoke, a series of images were played on the monitoring screen behind him. They were full of pictures of the girls of the AR team, led by M4, breaking into the manor. It was a crushing victory! One of the reasons why the Skrulls were able to build an empire was not only because they could infiltrate other civilizations and countries and steal their resources and intelligence. The most important one was the plundering of combat power! Yes! Plundering combat power!

Normally, for a human to become a qualified battlefield elite, he or she must undergo years of hard training and long-term battlefield fighting before becoming a battle-hardened elite. But what about the Skrulls? They can directly acquire the combat skills and experience of these veteran warriors through the talents of their race! In other words, as long as they want, they can all be battle-hardened elites! In the true sense, everyone is a soldier!

This kind of natural strong talent makes most of the races in this sea of ​​stars dare not speak out against the Skrulls! Because fighting with the Skrulls! Normally, the more you fight, the more you lose! Especially some of the bottom-of-the-box combat power, maybe while you are fighting, your power will be found by the high-level Skrulls.

(Lu Dan personally gave Gravik a bunch of pheromone potions containing humans and human-related superheroes! The final battle in the last episode of the TV series Secret Wars can even be considered a one-on-one duel between two degraded versions of Captain Marvel)

Intelligence can't be kept, technology can't be kept! Even high-end combat power can be copied! How can we fight this war! We will lose no matter how we fight! Let them be thieves.

Obviously, it was impossible for this group of refugees to get relevant technical support from the Skrull Empire when they were fleeing, but these Skrulls did not forget their racial talents, and they were eager to rebuild the corresponding information database! And the pair of women who killed the gang members like killing chickens were the blueprint they longed for!

"Bastard! Don't even think about it." SOPII leaned his gun against the floor.

"Oh! Really!" Braga shrugged and turned the power of the gravity trap to half. Several humanoids were bearing nearly ten times the pressure and were more or less unable to move. Although the motors in their bodies had great power, if they resisted forcefully, their other components would be broken. There were no maintenance tanks here, and they did not want Lancer to see their broken state.

"It's really... interesting." With the sound of the ceiling breaking, the heroine descended from the sky and made a grand appearance. The ten times the pressure made the heroine tilt her head in confusion. She felt as if she had difficulty moving, but she clenched her fist and said, "Is it just this much?!"

"……" Looking at the heroine who seemed to be indifferent even if he opened the gravity trap to the end, he began to show fear.

"It seems that you have no other tricks. How can you bully our sisters? You must be very happy!" The heroine grinned, and in a place where the commander could not see, when the ship girls were fighting among themselves, everyone had suffered a few gravity-based immobilization spells. She raised her hand and used the Thousand Machine Umbrella to use her clever strength to pick the AR team out of the influence range of the gravity trap one by one.

"You...you..." The Skrull seemed to have pressed something on the table, but it had little effect, because the next moment, the Thousand Machine Umbrella that penetrated the thick bulletproof glass pierced through the opponent's chest.

"It's green... it's really ugly! Ugh! It stinks!"

1-187 Innocent and Kind Little Tony~

"Wow..." Obaday angrily swept everything on his desk to the ground. The fire in his chest was burning so much that he could hardly bear it. He slapped his forehead a few times, raised his head, and saw through the window glass of his office.

At a simple cocktail party organized by the top executives of Stark Industries today, Tony Stark seemed to be shaken by the persuasion of a group of people. At the end of the cocktail party, he agreed to keep the production line, but he had to accept the implantation of the supervision program of his production.

This sentence instantly stumped the US military representative, Stark's good friend Colonel Rhodes, "Even the US Secretary of Defense doesn't know the specific location of every US military asset, and you want to know?!" This sentence was almost on the verge of asking Tony Stark directly, "Are you crazy? You actually want to regulate your customers? ! Especially when your customers are the US military? !

“Because the U.S. military itself

"Without being able to supervise ourselves, how many weapons and ammunition are scattered around every year." Stark complained silently in his heart. It just so happens that I know a damn warehouse rat who made a fortune by reselling the US military's warehouse inventory! "I can't tolerate weapons with the Stark Industries logo becoming a killing tool in the hands of terrorists and warlords."

"Mr. Stark, from a legal perspective, we can push for an internal military supervision committee to conduct supervision, but if we want to supervise in the name of Stark Industries..." Stark Industries' legal advisor (not legal advisor) also pushed his glasses. He was somewhat helpless. As someone who retired from the Ministry of Justice and worked at Stark Industries, he definitely didn't want to lose his good job. "From an operational perspective, it's almost impossible because it involves military secrets and national defense security."

"Yes, by then, those across the sea won't have to try every possible way to spy on the US military intelligence. They just need to find a way to infiltrate Stark Industries." Rhodes looked at Stark, took two glasses of wine, and pulled Stark aside. "Listen, you are talking in your sleep. You are drunk. Do you understand?"

"No, Rod, I really saw Stark Industries' military equipment being used..." Stark's face was full of pain. He looked up at Rod. He knew very well what he was doing, and Rod's words were really helping him, but Stark could not tolerate all this. He could not tolerate Stark Industries being like Pan Heng's devil in the world, pushing the launch of wars and pushing mankind into wars.

"No, no, no... Don't you understand what you are saying now, what kind of consequences will it lead to? Do you understand the position of Stark Industries in the US arms industry now? Do you understand?" Rhode looked at Stark in front of him, his eyes full of helplessness. The output of Stark Industries occupied such a large position in the US arms industry! How could you just shut it down?

"Rod, I understand. I understand everything. But if the U.S. government cannot supervise the whereabouts of these arms, then I will have to take care of it myself!" Stark looked at Rhodes with a firm look in his eyes. "Otherwise, I would rather Stark Industries stop producing arms!"

So, it was natural that they would part on bad terms. When saying goodbye, Obaday felt that there was something wrong with the eyes of several generals who attended the reception. The brain is a good thing. If it is not needed, it can be removed! Obaday deeply felt that Tony Stark had gone crazy. Is this a request that can be made?

Supervising the flow of US military weapons?! Is this what Stark Industries should do?! Stop talking nonsense!

This is simply impossible. Not to mention the personal interests involved, the leakage of military secrets, secret transactions during the game between major powers, and even the fingerprints of the President will appear. Are you trying to force the entire American upper class to death? Although Stark Industries is considered to be the leading super enterprise in the United States, it cannot withstand such pressure!

But today Tony Stark's attitude is unprecedentedly firm: either regulate or cut it off! The military equipment produced by Stark Industries should not become a tool for warlords and terrorists to massacre civilians, nor should it become a carnival for arms dealers.

Listen... Listen! What a stupid and naive statement! Obadai was so angry that he was rubbing his head. He felt that his brain was about to burn. Just recalling the different expressions and cryptic words of the generals at the cocktail party, Obadai was almost mad with anger.

Stark Industries produces arms for the United States. As for how these arms are used later, does it have anything to do with Stark Industries? Damn it! They should ensure that these arms are most effective when used, right? They are arms dealers! Damn death merchants. They didn't come to this world to do charity!

Tony Stark's fatal decision would be better off just cutting off the weapons production line! At least in that case, Obaday could directly change the name of Stark Industries' military production line without shutting it down, and then control it in his own hands! This was a solution that Obaday had thought of before, and at the same time, Obaday once thought that this was the best compensation for himself who had dedicated most of his life to Stark Industries! After that, he would no longer have to see Tony Stark's stupid face.

But now it's different. After Tony Stark said this and refused Rod's request to take it back, everything is completely different. The entire Stark Industries will be labeled by the Pentagon. Even if many equipment can only be produced by Stark Industries in a short period of time, they will firmly look for replacements and eventually complete the "de-Stark" process.

After all, Stoney Stark has stepped firmly on the bottom line that the generals cannot accept! Since our cooperation is no longer consensual, you even want to supervise us?! Then don't blame them for cutting ties with Stark Industries!

It’s over! All is lost!

"I can't let Stark Industries be destroyed! Tony! And neither can you!" Obaday took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and walked to the wall. After verifying the fingerprint, a few small things appeared in the safe, including a pair of headphones and a small disabling infrasonic generator.

If he had to choose between Tony Stark and Stark Industries, Obaday's choice would be very simple! Stark Industries was his first choice.

Life's work! And Tony Stark... he's already done it once, hasn't he? So why would he hesitate?!

"Tony, you forced me to do this!" Obaday sighed, put on the items, went downstairs and walked to his car, then drove to Stark's residence. Today, he wanted to end it all. If others couldn't do it, he would do it himself. After all, Stark's current physical condition was not good! It was indeed a pity that some accidents happened!

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"Breathe..." Obaday looked at the bastard in front of him with complicated eyes. His expression was very complicated. "Yes, breathe! Slowly! Good boy!" The disabling device successfully knocked Tony Stark down without him being prepared. Obaday supported Stark and let him lie down on the sofa slowly. "I don't want to come to this point today, Tony, but I can't watch Stark Industries destroyed, right?"

After saying this, Obaday took Tony's life-saving reactor from Stark's chest and said, "Thank you! This will be your last contribution to Stark Industries. If you hadn't gone too far this time... I wouldn't want this to happen! Really! Now have a good sleep, you've been working too hard lately!"

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"Koko...it looks like you owe Lancer more than just a meal." Rem said with a wicked smile. Lancer had used words to pressure Koko before, trying to get her not to get involved. After all, Tony Stark no longer intends to get involved in the military industry, so what's the point of you, an arms dealer, getting involved?

"Shut up... Can you please not mention him?" Koko was rolling around in the room in pain. Although she had already vaguely discovered the disagreement between Obaday and Stark, which big company doesn't have some disagreements? Even the Hekmatia family still had big disagreements on things!

But Koko just didn't want to believe that Obaday, the guy who raised Stark, would actually take action against Stark so decisively!

"No matter what, if we ignore Stark, we can basically find a way to get his funeral card, and then decide whether to use this matter to threaten Obaday or to get along well with him." Tojo was also helpless on the side. Isn't it the case that there has been no family affection in the royal family since ancient times?

"Humph! Even if Stark really wants to lay off the entire military industry department, we can still take over his equipment. There are still huge benefits!" Koko gritted her teeth. Obaday could kill Stark. Koko instinctively didn't want to deal with Obaday! Have any dealings with him! So she planned to bet on Stark and bet on the future! "Contact Pepper! Then we'll set off! This time we may have to face the real controller of Stark Industries. It's exciting to think about it!"

"The boring days are finally over!" Koko's subordinates all laughed and began to stretch their limbs. This time, they were indeed idle for a long time!

1-188 Li Dai Tao Jiang

"So you failed this time!? And you seem to have exposed our existence?!" Talos stood there, with several tribesmen standing on guard with guns in hand. Not long after Talos left, he heard gunshots and explosions. Without a doubt, his long experience made him realize immediately that someone had begun to attack Gravik's disguised identity!

It must be said that Talos had some complaints about Gravik's seizure of the identity of a drug lord at the beginning, but Gravik was able to bring back a considerable amount of money for his people every month to ease their living pressure, so even though Talos is now a leader, it is not easy for him to openly oppose Gravik's actions, unless he can replace Gravik and fill this huge hole.

However, both Talos and Gravik felt that even if Gravik might get into trouble or even lose, he should not lose so quickly! After all, Gravik was not the real Braga. In addition to selling drugs to support his people, his biggest task was to find ways to win over various officials. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, the behavior of "Braga" became more and more perverse and unscrupulous.

"It's not surprising to fail, right? Everyone has failed. Yes, I underestimated that arms dealer!" Gravik was somewhat relieved to have escaped. He had originally planned to witness the death of these powerful women with his own eyes to calm his anger for the heavy losses he suffered this time, but his subordinates stopped his stupid plan and replaced him with another Skrull to face the AR team directly.

When Gravik, who was in the garage, saw Binjiang falling from the sky, he immediately threw the notebook into his car. After that, he ordered the other tribesmen who followed him to get in the car and leave immediately.

Above the safe house built by the real Braga, there is a layer of steel plate and reinforced concrete, which can withstand even the most powerful bomb.

All this was completely unable to stop the heroine, not even for a minute. The moment Binjiang dropped from the sky, Gravik was certain that no one among them could stop the woman in front of them. It was only a matter of time before she broke through!

So Gravik immediately chose to evacuate his men from Mexico.

He is fine, and even 'Braga', Mexico's leading drug lord, is not finished. As long as he can come back, the originally opened lines can still be activated at any time to resume distribution.

Yes, in Gravik's opinion, this series of attacks from Lancer were a bit hurtful, but definitely not fatal. As long as he was not dead, he could let the brutal and crazy "Braga" return at any time.

"Let's go. This time, you have exposed a lot of things about us due to your failure. We need to cover it up as soon as possible. We can't really expose ourselves to the attention of all parties.

"Hmph... Nick Fury has gained so many benefits from us, it's time for him to pay something back." Gravik said nonchalantly, "On the contrary, you are waiting for me here, is there anything you want to say?"

"..." Talos looked at the young man in front of him and felt uncomfortable. Gravik was the most capable and appealing among all the refugees. Talos released him with the idea of ​​training and exercising him. For this group of refugees, sticking together for warmth was an inevitable choice, and it was also more suitable for management. After all, their abilities were there, and once they were caught, it was almost needless to say what the consequences would be.

What is the result...

He was really good and had indeed discovered a shortcut that could almost be said to be a shortcut to heaven! And without using the Skrulls' own strength, he began to try to climb this shortcut! Climbing a mountain... Being pushed down from the mountain is also normal, right!

"I don't know whether I should say that you are not cautious enough, or advise you not to underestimate others." Talos looked at Gravik, the most outstanding candidate for succession among their people. "But I hope you can understand that even if we can let Nick Fury clean up the mess for us, we will have to pay a price, and often this price ends with the lives of our people. I hope you can keep this in mind." Talos sighed deeply, hoping to win the young man back. He felt that if Gravik in front of him could not learn some lessons, then one day, this young man who he and his people were very optimistic about would eventually become a disaster for them.

Only by integrating into the human world can they avoid becoming targets of attack! No matter how many people they control, they are a minority on this planet.

"I understand..." Maybe it was because he had just suffered a disastrous and difficult failure, but Gravik actually sighed very honestly at this moment, "I won't do it again next time. What's the name of this guy? Yes, Lancer! Yes, I will remember him! Next time! Next time..."