Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"A large-scale unidentified explosion occurred in an ancient monastery in northeastern Ukraine, and the main part of the monastery collapsed." Jarvis repeated.

Then several people, including Sitwell, covered their faces, rubbed their noses, and even Steve smiled bitterly. Because they all knew who could catch up, and unfortunately they had a very good relationship with this guy.

"Can you estimate the location of our dear seals at that time?" Deadpool held his chin and kept squinting his eyes. He felt very uncomfortable because he was paid and could not speak English. But Deadpool still found an idea that seemed to be the answer. You see, Lancer should have been nearby at that time.

"It shouldn't be such a coincidence..." Sitwell was speechless. At that time, Lancer made such a big noise that he couldn't hide it at all. He ran back to SHIELD with his tail between his legs. But now it seems that he should at least stay there for a while longer.

Because according to Jarvis's assessment, the location of the Navy SEALs at the time was less than 10 kilometers away from this monastery! The map scale was slightly enlarged, and in the final location, the two points were almost together.

"So they were the closest American armed forces to the scene of the incident at the time..." Steve took a deep breath, "A reasonable logical chain has emerged, but the question is, how can we be sure that the situation is the same as we imagined?"

"No... no need to be sure, or it's impossible to be sure." John Wick sat on a chair nearby. "There's no way to prove why they would want to replace each other here. You don't know what will happen to them next. It can't be because they want to do this."

"At least in one direction. All coincidences have reasons in the end. Maybe everyone who was originally going to be replaced might be..."

"At least we know where to go and where to start. And Mr. Stark, it looks like..." Sitwell took a deep breath and looked at Stark. He needed him to make a device that could identify these aliens, otherwise his investigation would be in vain. "

"It shouldn't be a big problem. I have a general idea."

"it is good!"

2-11 Hydra Lord (Lancer: old man, subway, cell phone)

"3 units, this is all the money I have collected. In addition, I found two big buyers who will probably need another or units. The rest..." The person who had previously accused Lanser of breaking the rules seemed to have bowed his head and surrendered to Lanser after inquiring. When the call came this time,

I wouldn’t say his attitude was extremely respectful, but he was indeed much more respectful. He didn’t mention the rules anymore and just gave the money obediently.

"Okay, pick up the goods at the dock, and then it's time for you to figure out a solution." Lanser had no intention of making things difficult for the other party. These guys were not worthy of Lanser's serious attention. Since the other party was willing to do business honestly, then he should just do business honestly.

"...Boss, I really didn't expect that someone of your level would be interested in such a small thing." The businessman hesitated for a moment, and finally said this.

"Heh... Looks like you've done some serious research?" Lanser ignored the other party's flattery and glanced at AR15. AR15 nodded immediately due to their long-standing tacit understanding and began to check the accounts. He soon confirmed with Lanser that all the payments had been received. "There was a little space on the ship, so I just stuffed it in. You won't get such a good price as mine again."

"Yes! Yes! I was the one who made the mistake before! Please be magnanimous." The businessman touched the back of his heart, feeling a little cold.

Seeing Lancer on the phone and the busy faces of the other humanoids nearby, 95 and the others who had just started to integrate into the life here were somewhat surprised. The humanoids seemed to have returned to their original roles. In addition to fighting, they had a lot of things to do, which was a very good feeling.

"Okay, just hand over the money and then deliver the goods at the dock." Lanser was too lazy to bother with other things, so it would be great if it could be resolved smoothly.

"Yes, yes... Boss, can't we really wait?" The other party still said with great anticipation. The profit from this batch of goods was already enough to make him excited, but now he had only finished half of it after a lot of effort, which made him somewhat unwilling. However, if he was asked to jump directly onto Lancer's ship to cause trouble, he didn't have the courage to do so. After all, earning less and being riddled with bullet holes were two different things.

"That's your problem." Lancer was too lazy to say more and hung up the phone. "As for the rest of the stuff, go ask Balalaika. She's a bit unconventional and should be interested." M4 nodded, and the phone in his pocket automatically dialed out. A group of people continued to drink raw fish porridge at the porridge shop on the street.

"Boss! I want rice rolls! All flavors!" After slurping down all the porridge, Tiancheng happily started to order.

"Why do I feel that Tiancheng is the most comfortable among us?" Chkalov yawned as he sipped the seafood porridge. The bad student made quite a fuss last night and deserved praise.

"Still no movement all day yesterday?" Frederick the Great looked at Chkalov on the side and frowned slightly. According to Chkalov, they seemed to have lost contact with the port. They should have welcomed the arrival of a new ship girl. According to the order, it should be the royal ship girl. According to the royal custom, they must have sent their royal maid corps over. Of course, it is possible that Befa came directly.

However, strong interference coming from nowhere is blocking their connection with the port area. Chkalov is unable to solve these problems with the equipment at hand. It seems that he needs to wait for the laboratory in New York to find out what exactly happened.

"Yes, and no. It seems that our lazy guys in the port area have run into some problem. After a month, they have not been able to solve this problem. Humph!" Chkalov shook his head. This incident happened quite suddenly and unexpectedly. He didn't know what was happening in the laboratory.

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"The repairs have been completed... Why is there such a big commotion in Tiancheng, meow!" Akashi took a sip of tea in his cup, and finally he could return to his familiar rhythm. Oh, it's because the commander is not here, otherwise I could use Hongjian to blackmail him for money, and then secretly sell those beautiful clothes to him and exchange Hongjian for him! Blackmail again next time!

Hey! Akashi is the smartest person in the world.

"It seems that I was too lax before! I actually made such a low-level mistake." Regensburg covered his face, because after Binjiang's success, although they successfully established the channel and evaluated the load of each instrument and equipment, theoretically none of them exceeded the upper limit of the safety threshold, so the laboratory did not carry out a thorough equipment replacement.

When the Sky City passed that day, Regensburg conducted a long-term opening experiment according to the schedule, and the results were far from what was expected. The energy demand for maintaining the channel skyrocketed, which naturally led to an exponential increase in the pressure on the energy group equipment. The safety gate that had been expanded was directly fused, and then the laboratory ushered in a wave of mandatory equipment updates...

That is to say, Akashi and Regensburg are both ship girls, otherwise, the two of them would probably not even be able to survive intact. But even so, the explosion still made them both embarrassed.

However, the good news at that time was that the main server was still under the protection of the Sakura Empire fleet, so it did not suffer any damage. Taiho and Musashi blocked all the impacts of the explosion, and also fished Regensburg and Akashi out of the wreckage of the instrument and threw them to the infirmary.

"It seems that the longer the space-time channel is maintained, the more rapidly the energy consumption rate will increase. What is the upper limit of how long we can last?" Bismarck sighed as he watched a group of little yellow chickens line up neatly and then follow the instructions of the foreman yellow chicken to leave the laboratory.

This

This laboratory, which had suffered many disasters, had been completely rebuilt for the second time. This time, even the energy system, which had escaped the disaster before because it was buried deep underground, was completely updated. According to the girls who went down to check the situation, it was already in a completely hopeless state, so the port district even omitted the form of democracy such as voting, and simply started over from scratch, so it took some time.

"I don't know! Meow! Unless there's something special that can reduce the energy pressure, we may just have to open the small door like before, meow!" Akashi shook his hands, looking relieved that we can still go, and then he was picked up by Taifeng and swung around. "Ahhhhhh... my head... my head... is... gonna... be... dazed! Ugh..."

"I wonder how the commander is doing now! Did he eat well and sleep well? Taiho is so worried!" After throwing the unconscious Akashi aside, Taiho held her chest with both hands, looking worried, "Chekalov brought a lot of equipment, Binjiang is a small boat, Frederick didn't prepare anything, Tiancheng only brought enough for half a year, and the vegetables will definitely not be fresh by then." Taiho bit her nails, looking anxious, "Why can't we throw more like in the other space! Our space pumping capacity can transport tens of thousands of tons of supplies in an instant, it doesn't matter even if some is lost!"

"It's a good thing you didn't do that. The commander might spank your little butt into eight pieces the next time we meet." Akagi tilted his head to look at Taihou, tapped his head with a fan, and said speechlessly, "Amagi should be able to plan everything around the commander over there, so we don't have to worry."

"That's what I said!" Dafeng looked unhappy, "Hmph! It won't be my turn in the short term! Hmph!" Dafeng, whose expression was full of unhappiness, stood aside with his arms folded, looking sullen.

"It's not my turn either! But, the commander will come back eventually... a short absence is better than a new marriage!" Akagi covered half of his face with a fan to prevent his smile from showing.

"Hmph! I'm still a little unconvinced. Tiancheng better take good care of the commander! Otherwise, this matter will not be over!" Dafeng went out gritting his teeth.

"We have more problematic girls in Sakura Empire." Akagi spread his hands, made a helpless expression to Bismarck, and left with Kaga!

"Just... more?" Hu Teng glanced at Bismarck. This sentence was really the biggest irony.

Bismarck was holding his face with a headache. Forget about others. Who did you fight with yesterday, Hu Teng? Are we Iron Blood better than Sakura Empire?

Belfa looked at Bismarck and sighed. She wanted to say that there was a group fight inside the White Eagle yesterday. Even within the royal family, Elizabeth had a very rare quarrel with others... After the commander was lost, everyone was under pressure, and suddenly they lost contact again, which directly led to everyone's emotions being very irritable.

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"A-choo..." Tiancheng covered her mouth with a handkerchief and looked at Lansher embarrassedly. She had been sneezing like crazy for no apparent reason since a while ago. After seeing Lansher smile, Tiancheng blushed and muttered, "Dafeng must be jealous of me!" Then she continued to speak to her mobile phone at high speed, while grabbing AR15 and 191 to help. Recently, Tiancheng started the second stage of her script, and she is very busy!

Because of a series of pushes from all sides, the people of Ukraine were already full of sparks, and all kinds of weird things had begun to grow like weeds! But now, Tiancheng aimed a spoonful of hot oil at the sparks, and the force was not too strong, and the flames had already jumped up.

"Hmm... just now you said that Stark has sent a message to ask if there is any more information about these aliens, right?" Tiancheng tilted his head and poked the screen. The commander said to make the fire burn more vigorously... "Come and send the drawings to the suppliers in the Small Commodity City, and get the equipment ready. Let's start building a Ukrainian branch of Hydra ourselves."

"...Do I need the commander's approval?" 191 blinked and looked at the Tiancheng in front of him with a confused look on his face.

"Oh, won't this give me a good reason to act cute to the lord? Intranet, confidential communication network, network security construction, identity information disguise! Please! Build more structural levels, the highest level is the lord, call the lord... Lord Hydra!"

"What the hell is this!"

2-12 The Avalokitesvara Plan

Without Lancer's knowledge (perhaps Hydra itself didn't know when it had split into such a thing, and this thing was very consistent with the world's stereotype of Hydra), a new organization appeared in the world, and then a character called "Hydra Lord" began to quietly operate on the dark web.

And because of the funding from some strange organizations, when this "Hydra Ukrainian Branch" started, although it could not be said that every battle was a win, it was enough for Amagi to organize something decent.

And because of the previous foundation, Tiancheng simply asked 191 to select several zombie companies that had not been used for who knows how long in the Ukrainian government administrative system, and then directly modified all the people and various information to revive these companies.

Then some people who have proven their "ability" and "loyalty" before

Street slickers were recruited into these companies and served in a series of functional departments such as "warehousing and transportation", "operations", "cleaning company", "training camp", "online media", and "traditional media". These departments were then managed by "branches" under a single line of jurisdiction. Finally, after many twists and turns, they were gathered at the top level.

This company, which was placed at the highest point, was casually named "95 Block" Studio by 191 because the temporary office building number was 95.

Because Ukraine's current economic situation is very bad, there are a lot of unemployed people. 191 and AR15 quickly made phone calls to find potential employees and conducted direct telephone interviews. After passing a simple test, these people were told where to gather tomorrow and prepare for work. Hopefully, they would not be too surprised that their task on the first day of work was to assemble their own desks.

In this way, they were filled into these companies as administrative clerks and disguised to cover up the specific circumstances of the companies. Of course, these companies had some basic work to undertake. Anyway, they were used by AR15 for reselling and undertook some follow-up work for all parties. Basically, it was not difficult for them to survive without going bankrupt.

When Lancer finished unloading the game consoles on the ship, the basic framework of the companies had been basically built. Even Tiancheng, who was used to seeing big storms, had to marvel at the efficiency of the humanoid girls. The terrifying efficiency of calling dozens of people at the same time and interviewing them at the same time was like stepping on the ceiling of human resources utilization.

"What's wrong?" After unloading the cargo, Lanser came back and found Tiancheng still whispering with 191 and the others, "Isn't it settled yet?" Lanser, who didn't know that he had become the "Lord of Hydra", pinched Tiancheng's ear, then hugged 191 and wanted to touch the ear on the top of 191's forehead, but 191 held his hand and didn't give him a chance.

"It's okay! We're almost done, my lord." Tiancheng said with a smile, and shook his finger at 191 with the hand blowing on his side, indicating that 191 should not talk to Lan about this for the time being until everything is settled. "Did that idiot pester the lord to take more away?!"

"Of course he didn't plan to do that, but the friends he brought with him almost caused Fei Ma and the others to take action." Lanser laughed, and he knew how this guy managed to collect such a large sum of money in just two days. "The 14K people actually had the guts to come and confront us."

"14K? Oh, the batch that Frederick pushed into the water, right?" Tiancheng made an understanding expression. Although Lancer had put forward the conditions under the mediation of Balalaika before, and the other party accepted them, the matter was over. But today he actually dared to come to him to do business with him. It must be said that he was very courageous.

But Lanser was also very clear about which little pervert was looking for trouble with him. The 14K in front of him was just a pawn. If they really wanted to cause trouble, perhaps he would have plenty of opportunities in the events of the next few days. However, Lanser rejected the gifts brought by several leaders of the 14K, and just left them there with a sentence, "The road is wide and we should go our separate ways!" Lanser didn't want to deal with these guys too much.

As for their attitude... M4, who was holding a telescope at the bow, had already started to look for them to see if they had brought any extra manpower. After all, a fight here was not strange at all.

"Oh? There's still a festival?" Tiancheng's eyes flickered. Fei's mother didn't say much before, but mentioned that they were once threatened by a fleet sent by the other party. Tiancheng remembered this incident, so when she heard Lan Se mention it this time, she immediately remembered this incident, but there may be a little deviation in the understanding of both parties.

The fleet that Fei Ma mentioned is nothing more than 33 big ships in the real world.

The fleet in Amagi's understanding was composed of a large number of self-destructing mud ships, a small number of cruisers, destroyers, frigates, and several battlecruisers, battleships, and aircraft carriers. If it wasn't for a fleet of this size, how could the always cautious Fei mother open her own ship equipment and start fighting? It turned out that she was pushed to a certain extent!

Good fellow! They dared to use the fleet to threaten the lord! This must be recorded, so that they can have a good outcome?! Tiancheng quickly typed a series of words on his phone and sent them to SOPII...

"Hmm? Oh! What a good idea!" SOPII was stunned for a moment and immediately nodded, replying to indicate that he already knew it. Then a drone quietly flew under the 14K truck and activated the electromagnet to suck it.

"What's wrong? Why are all of you suddenly silent?" Lan Se pinched the big fox's tail. Tian Cheng immediately put the phone away and leaned softly into Lan Se's arms, not forgetting to raise his eyebrows at 191.

191 sighed quietly, rolled her eyes and hugged Lancer. She had a lot of complaints now. The Amagi in front of her, who claimed to be a powerful ship girl, could obviously crush the opponent into powder, but she would rather spend more energy and money struggling outside. Like this newly established enterprise, 191 was full of complaints. What about the "Hydra Ukrainian Branch" and the "Hydra Lord", these crappy things told Lancer that Lancer would definitely break through.

Just now 191 also asked Tiancheng why he did this.

It seems that there are very few benefits to doing this, and it also adds an organization that you can't normally rely on, and you have to worry about it all day long.

"My lord, just be happy. We will take care of these small matters. By the way, it seems to be your turn tonight. Why don't we go together?" Tiancheng said this while looking at 191 who had broken through the defense. 191 sternly refused.

It was rare for someone to date Lanser, and even if he didn't do anything, Lanser would hug him, which made 191 very happy. This was something that he couldn't even think of in his previous base, and it was conceivable that it would become very rare in the future, so how could he let Tiancheng in front of him get involved?

"Let's go and walk around the street. There's not much else to see here, just shopping." Lanser said with a smile.

"No, we can't go shopping yet, because we still have a while to finish the water supply. It would be nice if we could go to the nearby vegetable market or something." Fei's mother interrupted Lanser. "You still want to go out and show off your girlfriends in public?" Bad boys are bad boys. "You have to go and help, otherwise it won't work if John and the others do it every time."

"Okay, let's go! Let's get to work!" Lancer nodded, knowing that this was Fei Ma reminding him that as the leader of the team, he couldn't just hang out with his girls all day, he still had to communicate more with John and the others, especially since John and the others had consciously moved to the warehouse at the other end, leaving the cabin on the command module side to Lancer and the others. "SOPII, follow me, let's see if there's anything that needs to be removed so we can put it on the new ship later."

"Oh! Is the outfitting of the new ship almost finished?" SOPII stepped on the cargo box and jumped from the side of the ship into the cabin. "Commander! This time I want to install a full set of scanning radar! The ship is big enough!"

"Where do we get the scanning radar?" Lanser said, rolling his eyes.

"I took it apart the last time I went to the desert cemetery!" SOPII's voice came from afar.

"Where did you dismantle the ship radar in the desert graveyard?" Lanser asked curiously. After all, it's not surprising to dismantle some airborne radars or ship-mounted radars there. But if you say you dismantled a ship's sea-surface scanning radar, that would be incredible. After all, no matter how rich the US Navy is, it is impossible to send a warship of more than several thousand tons to the military equipment storage yard in the US desert.

"Don't we have to pass through Hawaii on the way back?" SOPII's voice continued, and then the two of them turned a corner and disappeared. We could only hear the voice coming, but it was no longer clear.

"Lance has entrusted this matter to you, so I will not participate, but I hope you can understand one thing. If some things are overdone, they will backfire." Fei Ma warned the Sakura Empire's strategist in a low voice.

"At that time, wouldn't we just be firefighters and be the fire terminator? Even if the commander doesn't want to be a hero, this is a great achievement that can be used for trading. After all, this is the 'Hydra Ukraine Branch'!" Tiancheng smiled and opened the paper fan in his hand, "Don't worry, Frederick the Great, everything is under my control."

"Including your snacks?"

"Um?!"

"I just passed by the kitchen..."

"Ah! Who dares to touch my barbecued pork buns?"

2-13 Spreading the Skrulls' Intelligence

"You finally remembered that there are legitimate businesses you can ask me to do?!" Balalaika smiled and flicked a cigarette to Lancer. "5 game consoles, I can make a lot of money, and this clean money can also make us feel more comfortable."

"It's good that they can eat it. I don't have to bother looking for another buyer." Lanser took the cigarette, and the agent next to him took out a lighter and lit it for Lanser. "How are you doing recently? Are you still rolling around in the mud, rusty from idleness?"

"What can I do? I have such a big group of brothers to support. I am not as lucky as you, with friends everywhere. You know, the people above are full of praise for you and asked me to try my best to get along with you." Balalaika, wearing a burgundy suit, smiled and flicked the ash from his cigarette. "Besides, I really don't want to leave before the pit here is flattened."

"Pfft... Even though I was just passing by, I've heard about it. The Russian gunmen who appeared in Japan a few months ago should be you guys." Lanser shook his head. The Moscow Hotel simply kept Balalaika and his gang here, and then when needed, they would airdrop in and kill them directly. They were an action team that brought their own dry food.

Then the next moment, Lanser's mouth twitched inexplicably. Why the hell did he seem to be very familiar with this mode? Yes, it looks a bit like him.

"Don't talk nonsense. I haven't been anywhere in Thailand. I'm not like someone who goes fishing at sea and catches a boatload of sodium crisps." Balalaika pointed to something on the other side of the blue cabin with his hand holding a cigarette. "Are you selling it?"

"You can sell it, but you have to change it before you can use it. It's from the fishing village, a replica of the U.S. Army's Humvee. Most of its areas can directly defend against 7.62mm armor-piercing machine gun bullets, and it can also defend against shrapnel from small-caliber artillery. It has an original machine gun muzzle. In theory, if you change a few accessories, it can be compatible with the U.S.-made M2 ​​and your NSV. Gatling is not impossible." Lancer briefly introduced it. "If you want to see it, go up and take a look. If you like it, I'll give you one."

"You want to pick me up

"What a great gift!" Balalaika smiled and bumped Lancer's arm, a female driver who was used to seeing life and death.

"Forget it, just consider it as an advertisement for me. Once this truck is lifted out to unload, the guys on the top of the mountain should be calling." Lancer laughed. Although the CIA branch disguised as a church has always kept its distance from Lancer, it is obvious that their relationship has become very delicate after Bookman intended to teach Lancer a lesson last time.

"How is the mine protection effect?" Balalaika looked at the three vehicles in the cargo hold and took a deep breath. The origin of these things was subtle. Lancer didn't say where he got them from, but in that land, who else could provide such level of equipment except a certain lolita control? !

Don’t underestimate this car; it represents the entire industrial base behind it. Countries without this base can only buy it from abroad at high prices!

"Anti-personnel mines are no problem, but anti-tank mines are not something this thing can handle." Lanser sneered at Balalaika. This question was really amateurish. It's not that there are no professional mine-proof vehicles, but what is their tonnage? Can a battlefield commuter vehicle withstand that thing? You must be kidding! Even some crazy anti-tank mines have several kilograms of explosives, which can blow this car up into the sky and make it roll to death.

"Sounds good, can we check it?" Balalaika said, but he had already gestured with his hand. Several soldiers who were counting the game consoles immediately came over, opened the hood and began to check, and took out flashlights to check the chassis of the vehicle.

"You can take a look at them, but I'll give you two at most. I'll keep one for someone else." Lancer shook his head. The vehicle was going to be taken to Syria as a favor. Syria, the United States and Israel have been at odds for a long time. For the senior military officers of this country, a bulletproof vehicle is a hot commodity. Unfortunately, it is difficult for them to get such a vehicle (the punk-style modified vehicles with manually welded steel plates are not counted).

"So the ones at the back are also intended to be given away?" Balalaika pointed to the rear of the cargo hold, where several Toyota sedans were surrounded by a pile of restraints filled with rifles.

"Not all of them. If you want, I'll give you one. The burgundy one? It's similar to the color of your suit." Lancer glanced at Balalaika who was looking around her cabin. This woman seemed to be in a hypermarket, wanting two of everything.

"Then I'll buy two of these Hummers, and NSVs, and matching ammunition. Don't tell me you don't have them." Balalaika glanced at Lancer and formally placed an order. "I want the black Toyota sedan, and you should sell the burgundy one to the show-offs in the Middle East."

"You're really not polite at all." Lancer smiled and nodded, indicating that he understood. At the same time, he signaled SOPII to take John and the others to retrieve the contents of Balalaika's order and put them in the car. After all, the customer paid extra money, so some service should be given. At the same time, he signaled 79 next to him to drive over the Toyota luxury sedan that Balalaika had taken a fancy to. It was a good thing that he could get a discount so quickly.

"Want to chat?" Balalaika looked at Lancer and his expression began to become serious.

"I'm still indifferent. Tell me, is the discount season of Lubyanka Hotel coming again?" Lanser signaled the agent next to him to start recording, and the agent began to hack into all the communication devices on Balalaika.

"Lubyanka really wants to put you in the basement!" Balalaika laughed on the spot. It turned out that everyone loves to tease Lubyanka. "You made a lot of moves in Ukraine. Is that your own idea? This is a big casino. Can you afford to bet?!"

"Here, read it and don't spread it around." Lancer reached out to his maid. The agent put Lancer's cell phone in Lancer's hand, and then quickly imported the photos of the Skrulls and the S.H.I.E.L.D. Skrull autopsy report that Sitwell sent to Lancer into Lancer's phone.

Yes, Sitwell was not polite at all. He asked the biological department of SHIELD to cut the Skrull corpse sent by Lancer into pieces, and then did a detailed autopsy. He did everything he could! If it weren't for the time constraints and the precious sample, Sitwell would have even planned to cut the other party into tens of thousands of pieces and make a data person.