Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

The terrifying firepower of the 406mm main gun of the Feima and the 410mm main gun of the Tiancheng is not a toy that the current 130mm army has...

Damn...something that is neither new nor cool, you better start praying that we can't go back! Springfield also holds grudges! .jpg

"Let's go! You're not sweating enough while I'm giving you a bath!" After the chaos, Binjiang, feeling refreshed, put on his cloak and jumped out of the woods again. Chuntian also swung from the treetops and landed on the ground, quickly chasing in the direction of the crowd.

This round of bombardment had completely changed the situation on the battlefield. The Skrulls were physically stunned by the bombardment of shells that were measured in tens of thousands. They stared blankly at the sharp oval bombardment area on the ground. God knows what they just experienced. What kind of fatal situation is this? Who can explain it...

What about their compatriots?

What about those elite soldiers who drive their cars to hunt?

Gone……

Gone!

The rolling earth swallowed everything.

2-45 It's all big business

"Hmm..." Lanser nodded as he listened to 95's report whispered in his ear, then glimpsed the somewhat gloomy expression of the agent and twitched his lips. Ah, how did you, 95, fight with the agent... Shouldn't it be that M4 and the agent are not getting along? Lanser was speechless with a lot of question marks on his face.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!!!" Koko slapped the side of her boat in dissatisfaction, asking Lancer, this bastard, to speak honestly. She hurriedly started negotiating with all parties and collecting goods after he called her, and then rushed over in a hurry! And then? This guy actually dared to treat her like this!

"Think about it from another perspective. If you were the one who asked me to do business, you would have asked Rem to find a sniper position by now." Lancer rolled his eyes and greeted Koko in front of him with friendly and civilized gestures.

"It seems so, bah! But don't you get a commission?" Koko started to curse. She didn't know why she disliked this guy in front of her, even though Lansor helped her last time and they had several business collaborations, but Koko got angry when she thought about these business collaborations!

Fuck! Why? She went to save Stark, and Stark gave her face by letting her work with Pepper! But Stark Industries stopped being an arms dealer! It's better not to do this favor! Fortunately, she copied some of the stocks, otherwise she would have lost everything!

What a result! Lancer, along with the brother of the Democratic Party whip, swallowed up half of Stark Industries! What a joke! And now these factories have begun to operate, providing various military products to the US military and countries around the world!

Because as the cake handed over to the upper class to be cut, powerful people stretched out their hands to this big cake, and the military industry of Stark Industries was cut into pieces by the Democratic and Republican parties. As a result, these vested interests found that the value of the cake they got was drastically reduced! In addition, they had no intention of doing business, so selling it for cash became the best result. At this time, Atlas became the ready-made optimal solution! ! Stark's military industry empire was actually cobbled together and survived in the hands of Atlas!

Koko didn't want to take a bite, but she knew what would happen if she went up there! The US military would not allow Stark Industries to leave the United States! Koko represented HCLI and wanted to intervene in Stark Industries... He was shot in the back with 80 bullets and committed suicide.

As a result, after a few rounds, Atlas, which Lancer had a large investment in, actually became the one that took over the largest proportion of Stark Industries' arms department? Just thinking about this matter, Koko felt that her blood pressure was high! I spent so much money! In the end, I got something!

Lancer, you still dare to talk to me about profits? If I can't beat you, Koko will definitely fight with Lancer first!

"So if Casper hadn't said he was too late, and this is Europe, you wouldn't have any business." Lanser spread his hands, indicating that he really didn't want to deal with Koko. "Don't worry, we are not compatible, there is no possibility."

"Hahaha..." Rem laughed unkindly. He knew that Koko was very jealous of Lancer's series of seemingly trivial investments, which suddenly became dark horses and pillars. However, Koko's personality meant that she was unlikely to invest in such a company. After all, it was absolutely impossible for her to buy on credit! Only Lancer and Irons knew how much money Atlas had bought on credit from Lancer.

"Who wants to be with you! Get out!" Koko angrily threw the form in her hand on the table, and then the report was picked up by Purgogin.

"They look pretty good." Pulgokin smiled and shook his head. "They are all Soviet goods that can be used right away. Where did you find them? The quantity is a bit scary."

"It is relatively easy to collect Soviet weapons, but after this time..." Koko shrugged. HCLI's headquarters is in Europe, and their network of relationships here is the strongest, so they were able to collect so many weapons and equipment in the Middle East and Eastern Europe.

Not to mention that in this case, it was not just HCL that came forward to coordinate

I, there are some big countries that have not come forward directly, but are also concerned about the situation. In return, they do not ask for much, they just want some samples, some understanding, so that they can be prepared.

In fact, Atlas and Wagner have a lot of these samples, so they can just take them. It is not a very troublesome request.

"With these equipments, I can build two new combat battalions, so that I won't be so short of manpower when launching an attack." Prigogin naturally didn't care about these. He glanced at the documents. Because of the sensitive situation, although Russia behind him has sufficient equipment, it cannot directly send large quantities to him. Moscow is still avoiding suspicion.

So in contrast, in theory, Wagner, which will be established in Crimea, will purchase the former Soviet Union's arms and equipment through arms dealers, which becomes very "reasonable" for them.

Although this kind of circling behavior seems very meaningless and complicated, and the cost has increased a bit, it must be said that no one can find any fault with it.

The only thing to say is that they are still short of some equipment. Compared with the Russians who have already signed contracts and are ready to participate in Wagner and join this new era of Patriotic War, the arrival time of these equipment is just right!

Prigogin now needs someone inside Russia to help Russia fight for some interests outside, and the cost must be as low as possible, and the procedure must be simple so as not to attract the attention of others. With all these factors added together, Prigogin felt that his chance had come and he certainly should not miss it!

Moreover, Atlas has already set an example for himself, which way he should go next! Did he get the benefits of the United States? Yes! The small group? Of course, it has been obtained, so what about Ains himself? Who among the mercenaries still cares about Blackwater?

"I need some more of these if possible, can you get them?" Prigogine ticked some items and handed them to Koko.

"..." Koko flipped through the pages, which were mostly armored vehicles and individual equipment. "No problem, I can transfer them!" Koko closed the page. He remembered that his brother had recently contacted a special foreign trade department of a certain big country with the help of Lanser. If there was really no goods to be shipped nearby, he could contact them! They were from the same school, so it shouldn't be difficult to learn.

"Then you guys chat. I have something to confirm here." Lancer gestured to Koko and Prigogin to chat on their own. He felt depressed listening to such trivial things, so he ran away!

"Hmph!" Koko raised her neck and made a 45-degree contemptuous expression, then quickly made a few gestures with her hands, indicating that he would also have a share of Prigogine's next order.

"Two cups of lunch, I prepared some delicious dishes." Prigogin shouted to Lancer with a smile, "Let Hammer come too, we should discuss the next stage of the attack! And..." Prigogin paused for a moment, "There are some unexpected situations with the Skrulls."

"..." Lancer turned around and glanced at Prigogin. Without saying anything, he waved his hand and took Amagi and 95, who were shaking their heads, off the boat. The agent had just gone to inspect the lunch preparations. But Lancer turned around and felt very uncomfortable.

What else could the situation behind enemy lines be!

The Ukrainian branch of Hydra had just won a glorious victory by slaughtering the Skrulls. Knowing that the other side was using captured Ukrainian civilians as bait, they did a reverse fishing, severely damaging the other side's main combat force at the regiment level, and successfully rescued thousands of people. For a time, the ferocious power of Hydra shone over the land of Ukraine.

Of course, it's not just Lancer who can't stand it, but also the other heads of Hydra...

Whose family are you from!

Don’t you know what low-key means?

If you can't silence him, don't hit him!

Now the whole world knows that there is Hydra here! Zemo, who has already sent forces, and Pierce, who is about to send forces, are really about to collapse! If the trouble of Hydra can be suppressed successfully this time, then there is no doubt that the next most important thing for the whole Ukraine is to conduct a careful investigation and catch the snake!

But Lancer is not worried at all. What does the trouble of the Hydra Lord have to do with Azure Shipping? I am still busy helping you with logistics in Crimea! What's more, Lancer has a more important matter to deal with now.

Just now, SOPII reported something that surprised many people! Lanser's doomsday warehouse was accidentally opened once, but the person who entered did not take anything. After being careful not to trigger all the automatic defense weapons, the other party left a note under the surveillance. On it was a contact number and a line of words. This line of words made Lanser decide to try to make this call.

"Hello!" A spirited voice came from the other end of the phone. It could be heard that the other end was very happy that Lanser had called so quickly.

"..." Lanser was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect it to unfold like this. It was just my momentary bad taste. If I'm offended, I apologize in advance."

"No, no, no, what you said in your reply to me is very correct. It was indeed those people who decided the demise of the Soviet Union. Although your use of it is debatable, it is true that... it did not allow these Soviet heritages to rot in the warehouse or become a feast for those maggots."

"that

So, what can I do for you?"

"Don't be so polite. Now I'm asking you for help?"

"Oh? I wonder what I can do for you, Perseus!"

2-46 Hydra Lord - Perseus

As agreed, Lancer turned off the lights and leaned against his SUV smoking. There were two vehicles of the same model parked nearby, with several large battleships sitting on them. Perseus invited Lancer to meet him, and let Lancer specify the location, which showed his sincerity.

Of course, Lancer's humanoid girls have dispersed on their own and are controlling drones to monitor almost all high-threat locations within two kilometers.

"You're here earlier than I thought!" A sigh came from the roadside. A farmer shoveled the last batch of oats into the feed trough, took off his gloves, washed his hands in the aluminum basin beside him, and walked towards Lanser. "I asked you to specify a location, but I didn't expect you to actually specify the edge of my farm... You know, you scared me, but judging from your reaction, it seems like a coincidence."

"..." Lanser felt speechless for a moment after hearing the other party's complaints, but he did not doubt the other party's identity. After all, the only person who could find him and reply to his letter was this person. It was just a coincidence... Well, Lanser suddenly had an idea flashing through his mind, but he didn't grasp it, "Is it really such a coincidence?"

"Yes, this is a place for me to hide my identity after retirement. However, I won't need it after today." Perseus shrugged, walked to Lancer's side and leaned against the car door, crossed his arms, and looked at Lancer. "What should I call you?"

"Got it?" Lanser scratched his head. Although the layout of Tiancheng was fantastic, and Lanser had built a lot of alibis and disguised information, he could certainly argue. But the old man in front of him was obviously not a normal person. There was no point in arguing with him. They would only believe in their own judgment.

"My guess has now been confirmed. It's a very good approach and very convenient in every sense. If there were talents like you in the Soviet Union, I would definitely make use of you." He took the cigar handed over by Lancer and lit the cigarette with his lighter. "Well, it's a high-end product, from Cuba. I haven't smoked it for a long time." Perseus said and took a deep breath.

During this process, Lancer did not speak, because he had a very strange feeling. The farmer who came to him claimed to be Perseus, the big boss who gave the most headaches to Western intelligence agencies on the Soviet intelligence front. From his feeling, he actually believed what this old guy who had no aura at all said. This confused feeling made Lancer a little speechless.

"You don't mind?" Lancer looked at Perseus curiously.

"What do you mind? Are you using a damn name to do the right thing? Or do you mind that you are leading a bunch of idiots onto the right path?" Perseus smiled and took a puff of his cigarette. "In my estimation, in a few years, I would have to sell the land here and settle in another country."

"I think the White Russian is good." Lanser said with a smile, saying something that was quite stable.

"That's right, but I won't go. Belarus... is too similar. I will have unreal fantasies." Perseus smiled and shook his head. Belarus is the country that has done the least in de-Sovietization. Various place names and policies and regulations basically remain the same as those of the Soviet Union. No wonder Perseus in front of him said it was too similar.

"So you don't like the Soviet Union?" Lancer narrowed his eyes slightly. The last time he heard Springfield read out his signature, Lancer asked people to investigate all known information about Perseus. However, this old guy in front of him, who should have been the head of a legendary Soviet spy agency, seemed to have disappeared like a drop of water in the sea. Lancer did not find any clear records to prove his existence, only a lot of specious oral records.

"No? I love it dearly. We and the Black Devil tried our best to stop it at that damn time. We used all political and military means, but the result... we are all losers. When the people who control this country decide to maximize their private interests in the destruction of this great country, it is meaningless for us tools to resist." Perseus in front of him had no joy or sadness on his face, as if he had let everything go. However, seeing how he crushed the cigar, it was obvious that he was not so calm inside.

"Oh, that sounds... pretty bad." Lanser nodded. In a sense, the strength of the Soviet intelligence front is that it has moved from one victory to another. In a sense, they have never lost until the disintegration of the Soviet Union. However, although the foreign enemy has never won, the motherland behind them has suddenly collapsed, which caught them off guard. Even if they wanted to rescue, they found that the patient had pulled out the oxygen tube himself...

"Yes, it is bad, but no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than it is now." Perseus lit up his second cigar and looked at Lancer. "Although your current operation is interesting, you can't change one problem, that is, there are many doubts that you can't explain, such as those robots, so it's only a matter of time before they are discovered. Of course, you may just need to abandon them once and for all and completely destroy these chess pieces that should be quite useful."

"So... the purpose?" Lanser looked at the old man.

It seemed that he had some guesses about his purpose in looking for her, but it was still a little bit unbelievable.

"Because you did a good job, very good, so... Oh, by the way, let your people open my bedside table, the first drawer, there is a medical examination report in it." Perseus smiled and shook his head.

"Intestinal cancer, advanced stage." 97's voice was very clear and straightforward. As she flipped through the pages, she found more and more bad news. "Metastasis has been found. The most recent lung examination... spanned 9 years. It can be basically concluded that it belongs to him."

"..." Lanser glanced at the old man beside him, who shrugged casually.

"I once made an agreement with them that if one day the Soviet Union has a chance to return, we will become its Perseus again, but now it seems... I won't be able to wait for that day." The old man in front of me, "I am about to die, and I finally saw a bastard who looks pleasing to the eye, and then I suddenly want to do something."

"If you go directly to Moscow now, you will be promoted to the rank of major general, with sufficient power and wealth." Lancer hesitated and said something very directly. There is no reason why such a former hero of the intelligence front who holds a lot of secrets would not be reused by the current Russian President, Putin, who also came from the intelligence system.

"And then work for a group of White Bandits who dream of returning to the Tsarist Russia and being their dogs?" Perseus laughed, his voice full of disgust. "Then I might as well go a little further."

"You want the identity of the Hydra Lord?" Lanser looked at the man beside him with some disbelief. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he thought that the man's hourglass of life might be running out, he stopped.

"Yes, I will be your substitute, the shadow of the Hydra Lord." Perseus grinned. "Although your method is somewhat interesting, it still lacks some of the ferocity and brutality of the Hydra. It's not realistic enough. Let me, a remnant of the old times, do these things."

"Why should I believe you?" Lanser stared at the person in front of him and was very tempted. If this person came out, it would really make the world feel pain.

"Because this is in your best interest. I promise that no one will doubt any connection between you and the Hydra Lord. As for me, the Soviet Union's ideal is to liberate all mankind. We cannot bear to see humans being enslaved, let alone on Soviet soil!" Perseus glanced at Lancer, "You can take me for a physical examination to see if the medical reports are true, and then we can talk about what happens next."

"..." Lanser suddenly began to feel a headache. The joining of such a big man would surely bring him huge benefits. It would definitely be worthwhile to hand over to him a cluster like the Ukrainian branch of Hydra, which was not strong but not weak either and had a good foundation.

But the question remains, will such a big man really follow Lanser's steps? When he was fighting on the intelligence front, Lanser hadn't even graduated from elementary school.

"Lord." Tiancheng's voice appeared in Lanser's ears, "Promise him, and then give him the Aurora Potion. Tell him that this is a poison that can make his body burst with infinite vitality in his last days."

"..." Lanser twitched his lips, looked back at Tiancheng, and shook his head slightly. He couldn't treat an old soldier like this. "Respect and sincerity are mutual."

"Yes, what I can give you here is not much. The Doomsday Warehouse in Ukraine is already in your hands. I don't know how much stuff can be unsealed from the remaining small warehouses. After all, relatively more people know about it." Perseus thought Lancer was talking to him.

"No, what I mean is that this identity was established to solve this problem. If it can solve this problem, then there is nothing wrong with it." Lanser narrowed his eyes, "But I hope you can understand this identity and the deal."

"No, there is no deal. If it succeeds, let the Hydra Lord and I perish together. It's great for an old man like me to have such a stage." Perseus said with a smile, "As for your little secret, it will no longer exist from today on." He said with a smile, his words revealing a moving sincerity.

"Click." Tiancheng walked over, "Excuse me!" Then he put a suitcase on the front of the car and opened it. There were 5 Aurora potions lying quietly inside, but to be precise, they were diluted versions.

"Is this Aurora?" She glanced at the Osborne Industries label on it and raised her lips. "Very good, I'll take it. Thank you very much, little girl. Otherwise, it would be really difficult for my old bones to jump on the stage."

"The price..." Lansher frowned. He had something to do after returning home today. If he didn't beat this big fox's ass into pieces, he would have forgotten how high the sky was and how deep the earth was (as a result, Lansher's hands were swollen, but he could only helplessly watch the big fox with charming eyes still as white and tender as ever...).

"I know, just prepare some more strong painkillers for me! But for me, this is great! I need them." Perseus gently stroked the potions, his eyes sharpened, took out one and pressed it directly on his neck. When the potion was slowly injected, he clearly felt

Perseus, who was shocked, said in a low voice, "For the past 17 years, living may have been just a way to find a way to die."

"So you've found it now?" Lancer stood up and stretched out his hand to Perseus.

"Yes, thank you!" A fierce aura burst out from this old body. The old man in front of him, who was still wearing farmer's clothes, seemed to have two flames burning in his eyes.

"Welcome, Lord Hydra."

"Thank you, Lord Hydra."

2-47 It’s time to take action

"Thank you for your hard work during this period!" Lancer said with a smile as he looked at the red-faced M4 in front of him. He returned to the AR team beside him and hugged every girl tightly. Although it was only a few days, Lancer still felt that he had become accustomed to having these girls around him.

The girls of Lancer were somewhat surprised and delighted. Even a reserved girl like RO635 hugged Lancer tightly when Lancer hugged her. Chuntian and Binjiang were very consistent in hugging and didn't want to let go. SOPII even had tears in her eyes and rubbed against Lancer.

After Lancer handed over the Hydra Ukrainian branch that Akagi had put together to a ruthless man from the old times, the first thing this old guy who once operated under the name of Perseus did was to send the "direct team" that was hindering his performance back to Lancer in the name of reconnaissance deep behind the Skrulls.

Of course, Perseus did not let the AR team leave immediately. Instead, he let the AR team and Binjiang help her gain actual power in the Ukrainian branch before letting them go.

Perseus, dressed in a black robe, began to adjust the personnel, allocate support forces, and reorganize manpower. He was so familiar with all of this, and his skillful skills made M4 record his actions as a model of command technology.

Then, the soldiers of Hydra's Ukrainian branch, who had been screened out by battle and death, began to quickly form smaller teams with more detailed responsibilities to collect intelligence, conduct reconnaissance and deployment, carry out raids, support retreats, provide logistical support, and so on.

Then he led each group to carry out an operation. His experienced methods quickly made these young people realize what a crushing level difference meant. Each team had clear functions, and when they took action, their efficiency was raised several times.

The communication between them was mainly carried out using some chat software that can directly take pictures and use pictures. As for why these soldiers were not used to using these software, the old man explained in one sentence, "Do you know how much information is on this software every day? Even after extracting keywords, it can tire them to death. Change the number more often."

M4 silently noted these down, and then began to help a certain penguin company conduct server stress tests. Massive amounts of useful and useless data began to flow on their servers 24 hours a day.

Of course, in addition to all this, all contacts should try not to use radio and ordinary telephone communications, and instead use specific equipment. SOPII said that he would build a small communication base station, so that by modifying the long-range strike drone, they can obtain an independent local area network, and then use their own software to communicate on the mobile phone.

This made Perseus stunned, and then he immediately expressed his support and hoped that it could be implemented as soon as possible. Such an independent communication network is simply the dream lover of all secret operations!

"I heard that the old guy is doing a great job?" SOPII was squeezed by Binjiang and spread one leg out. Lanse asked M4 questions while holding one of them at a time.

"The ability gained through countless practices is indeed something we cannot match. The people he led were even able to deceive the Skrull outposts through words, making them believe and let them pass." M4 rubbed his forehead. Once an expert makes a move, you will know whether he has any skill or not.

Although Tiancheng had designed a series of disguised companies and action teams that were quite clear and distinct, due to lack of experience and insufficient high-level management personnel, the actual operation was gradually improving, but it was indeed stumbling.

But in the hands of Perseus, the temporary general manager who went there with a briefcase, actually integrated these companies with clear thinking in just a few days. That night, all the soldiers of the Ukrainian Hydra branch who had retreated from the front line to rest looked at the safe places they had just been told to stay in with surprise. There were not only rations, medicines, and ammunition, but also stewed broth and hot water for washing the bodies.

The Ukrainian branch of Hydra, in the hands of this veteran, truly stretched its limbs slowly under the shadow of the Ukrainian flag, spit out its tongue and squinted its eyes, revealing its fangs dripping with venom to the aliens.

"You guys have had enough fun these days. Your madness is spreading all over the battle line." Fei's mother leaned over and flicked Binjiang's forehead. No matter what, this girl is a little too proud of herself! She completely forgot about pretending.

After the barrage of attacks began that day, M4's tactics became to simply let Binjiang leave the team and use a crazy bombardment to break open the Skrulls' gap. Then M4 and the rest of the AR team would advance quickly with the veterans, control the nodes, and then the rest of the people would quickly enter the scene, and after a simple cleanup, they would evacuate at full speed with the Ukrainians who had been rescued.