Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

Binjiang, who was supposed to be in the role of Fei Ma

The guy who played the role of the final safety valve was actually in cahoots with M4! He always used overloaded bullets to crush people! Chkalov, who was watching from a carrier-based aircraft, often felt itchy and used 2000LB bombs to help them deal with some vehicles and large artillery.

It was supposed to be a small-scale Hydra unit operating in the shadows, but suddenly they launched a three-dimensional attack...

Pierce, who was trying hard to send SHIELD people to control the Zaporizhia Nuclear Power Plant, and Zemo, who was trying hard to get out of the quagmire near Kharkov, were watching these crazy battles with madness written all over their faces and they couldn't hold back any longer.

They really want to explain to Wu Chang, if you say they used poison gas on a large scale in the battle, just suffocate them all and kill them! This may be a little possible. Anyway, the fact that Hydra is not human is a stereotype. Don't say that others think so, Hydra themselves also think so, and even act like this.

But they really couldn't do a strategy like this, where they used massive shells to directly break through the opponent's direction, and at the same time, the air force suddenly entered the field and forcefully pulled out the opponent's heavy firepower support point...

Thousands of words are summed up in one sentence, and this sentence is absolutely from their hearts:

Don't wrongly accuse me!

I really can’t do it!

There is a thief who wants to harm me!

However, if they knew that the Hydra Lord of the Ukrainian branch of Hydra had changed from Lancer, who was not very clear about this game, to Perseus, who the entire Western world once wanted to kill, I wonder if these old Hydra friends would simply slip away.

After all, they don’t know whether the world will be in pain this time, and this person will definitely find a way to sacrifice them before he goes to hell.

"By the way, Lancer, this is what he gave us. I'm not sure what it's for..." M4 handed a piece of paper to Lancer. There was a painting on it. It didn't look special. The only mark was 500 written on the edge of the painting. M4 really didn't understand it. Perseus didn't say much, but just asked her to give it to Lancer, saying that Lancer could think of it.

"Hmm..." After staring at it for a few seconds, Lancer gestured to Fei Ma beside him, "Do you have a 1:500 million map of Ukraine?" Fei Ma rummaged around in her own space, and when she pushed back the head of the mechanical dragon that wanted to come out for a walk, she took out a map and handed it to Lancer.

"SOPII, turn on the light!" Lancer put the map underneath and lifted up the paper. SOPII immediately took out his tactical flashlight from his pocket, then stood behind Lancer and stretched out his hand to turn on the light.

"Roads... lakes... cities... these black spots..." M4 stared at the map with his eyes narrowed. The strong light of the flashlight projected the lines of the painting onto the paper. All the lines in the stick drawing had special meanings. The main roads in Ukraine were clearly marked, but there were some black spots of unknown meaning marked on the map.

"...Hey, old man, you actually took it out." Lanser smiled and shook his head, "I don't know the other points, but what do you think of this biggest beauty mole?"

"Big warehouse! Big bang!" SOPII, who was holding a flashlight, cheered immediately. Yes, the location of this point was none other than the Soviet doomsday warehouse that Lancer and his men had opened, which stored a huge amount of Soviet military surplus materials at the end of World War II.

"Then these points should be..." Tiancheng's eyes were almost shining. She had heard Fei Ma once describe the huge size of that warehouse, which was so huge that a giant steel ship of 8 tons could feel the horror of its own cramped space.

"Yes, it's nothing else but that huge warehouse full of supplies." Lancer narrowed his eyes. "It looks like we'll be able to resolve Prigogin's request soon. M4 recorded this location in Crimea. We'll go take a look when we have time. If nothing unexpected happens, this won't be a small warehouse." Lancer looked at this location. Although it's not as large as the previous Doomsday Warehouse, it's undoubtedly not small either. The reserves inside should be quite large. At least it shouldn't be a problem to support the current battles between Atlas and Wagner. As for Odessa, we seem to have a backup option...

"What's wrong with this guy's brain..." RO635 touched her chin, staring at the amazing display in front of her. RO635 felt that all her three views had been challenged. She looked up at Lancer, wondering how her commander could figure out the other party's intentions on these seemingly meaningless things.

"This method is not uncommon. It is a very old-fashioned way of keeping secrets, this old guy." Lanser shook his head. "Let's go. We will set off now. I hope everything goes well."

"Commander, are you in such a hurry to get something?"

"Because he has decided to do something."

2-48 Old Norman's Lesson

"It's you?" Old Norman's car drove into a remote warehouse in the Port of New York, where he saw several young people squatting or standing nearby.

"We... are..." The other person opened his mouth and began to stutter in poor English, trying to communicate with the person in front of him.

"I can understand Russian, even with a slight accent (so-called Ukrainian is very similar to Russian, roughly speaking it is a local Mandarin, and it should not be as good as Wenzhou dialect and Putonghua).

The difference between the two conversations).” Old Norman said quickly in Russian.

"Yes, a special package asked us to deliver by a man named Lancer!" Several young men knocked on a refrigerated truck nearby. The truck was stolen and the person had just died.

"Okay, leave it to me." Norman said this with a serious face. He gestured slightly, and several security guards he trusted behind him were ready to step forward and take over the vehicle.

"You have to prove that you are Mr. Lancer's friend!" The young man spoke quickly. They were helpers that Lancer found in Crimea. After a period of time, he planned to give them some benefits.

"Being cautious is a good quality." Norman nodded, said nothing, picked up the phone and called.

"Old Norman, I'm sorry for dragging you into this vortex." Lancer answered the phone and said with an apologetic tone. He made a somewhat fatal decision.

"What are you talking about... Lancer, the fact that you were able to find me instead of sending someone who was a regular at Playboy means that you have a correct understanding and know what kind of people are reliable." Old Norman laughed out loud. He was also paying attention to the war on the other side of the world. Although the Skrulls were still trying their best to control the spread of intelligence to the public, the upper echelons already knew what they should know, and they were all disgusted.

So when Lancer came up to him, Norman Osborn's original words were, "You actually called me so late. Are you looking down on old Norman?"

"Okay, no more talking. Tell your people that I need to pick up the goods quickly. After all, there are still many things to do. And if possible, I hope you can provide some fresh and exciting stuff like before."

"Then I'll need your plane to come to Crimea... No, I think I can help you make the contact." Lanser frowned slightly. He vaguely remembered that Frank Underwood was about to start his party. By then...

"I see. You know my private email address." Norman Osborn nodded, looking solemn. You said there would be no such thing in the United States. Lancer believed it, but he didn't believe it! I just don't know where Lancer is going to get him some work now. "Here!" After saying these two sentences, Norman threw his mobile phone to the young man in front of him.

"Mr. Lancer?" the young man asked doubtfully.

"It's me! This is your chance. If you are willing to stay, stay in the United States. Mr. Norman will arrange your life and work. If you want to come back... I will pay for your plane ticket." Lanser smiled bitterly but ultimately did not persuade them. It would be better to leave the choice of this fate to them.

"We've already thought about it. Two of our brothers will stay behind, and for the rest, I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Lancer, to pay for the air tickets." The young man immediately smiled calmly and returned the phone to Norman.

"Uh..." Lancer was thinking about what words to use to convince Norman for help. After all, he had not discussed this matter with Norman Osborn in advance, and was going to trouble him to do things. Lancer himself didn't know how to describe it.

"Three younger brothers, eh? You look like reliable young men. I will be responsible. Is there anything else you need to pay attention to?" Old Norman raised the corner of his mouth secretly, and without waiting for Lancer to speak, he directly put forward his conditions.

"Thank you for the trouble, old Norman..." Lancer thanked him a little embarrassedly.

"You're welcome. I didn't expect you to risk your life in Ukraine. It's good to be able to do something for humanity, even if I can't say it. I suddenly feel much more noble." Old Norman raised the corner of his mouth and turned to gesture to his subordinates, "There is just one thing I want to say."

Norman Osborne's men suddenly pulled out their pistols and pointed them at the young men. Gunshots rang out in an instant, and then fell silent. The bodyguards then stepped forward to check and shot every one who was still breathing, making sure that everyone was dead.

"You are still too soft-hearted. If these people can't control their mouths, we will all be doomed. You should have let them stay with me instead of asking them to go back." Norman Osborn said coldly, "Little guy, you still have a lot to learn."

"...You, huh..." Lancer frowned. He had indeed thought about the possibility of these people getting out of control. After all, although neither he nor Norman Osborn had discussed what to do specifically, the two of them had tacitly completed all the crazy agreements.

It's just that he couldn't spare any manpower. Although he released the AR team and Binjiang, Frank and Marco were left behind by Perseus. There was really no one else around him, otherwise he wouldn't have asked several people who worked for him to make this trip.

"Don't be sad. I will send compensation to their families. They have also made contributions to mankind." Norman Osborn comforted Lancer. This guy is quite loyal and protective of his own people, but what they are going to do will not allow any flaws to exist.

Because if there is a slight mistake, Norman Osborn will not only send all the Skrulls to heaven, but may also cause more ordinary people to suffer disasters. If the news leaks out, he will be dead, and Lancer will be dead too!

Norman Osborn is willing to do this, but he doesn't like to leave any loopholes that he can't control, so if these people stay under his nose honestly and

And live an honest life, and bring his family over... He doesn't mind letting them live, but he's sorry if they get out of his control.

"Old man, you are really hard to like. I don't accept your lesson." Lanser shook his head decisively. I can understand your approach, but I don't accept it! Lanser, who was deeply helped by his own memories in various time and space, inevitably began to have some characteristics of his own in other time and space, such as "pride" and "protecting his shortcomings".

"What a pity! I originally thought that since you could come up with such a decisive method, we should be in the same team." Norman Osborn was not angry. A man who had built such a huge family business at Lancer's age naturally had his own pride. It was not surprising that he could not accept his own actions.

However, Old Norman also felt that it didn't matter. They couldn't be friends, but they could cooperate. He even thought that it might be a good idea to let Harry get in touch with this bastard. Look at the son of the Atlas CEO. He just got a set of Stark hand-rubbed armor from Lancer, which he also coveted. In short, it's not a disadvantage to be friends with him. "After we return to New York, let's have a few drinks."

"Hmph... I'm just worried that I can't drink it." Lan Se hung up the phone silently, threw the phone aside, and leaned back. A pair of soft snow mountains gave Lan Se some comfort.

Binjiang took Lan Se into his arms and gently massaged her head. "Don't be angry, don't be angry. This old guy doesn't know how to appreciate your kindness. Go back and tear down his broken land. Anyway, we can pretend to be Hydra and do the work." Although he said this, he had already taken out his cell phone and asked 79 to call Tiancheng who lived across the street.

"..." Listening to what Binjiang said behind him, Lanser was suddenly a little speechless, "Although I know that this old guy is cruel and ruthless, I didn't expect that this guy would act so decisively."

"Did the people sent by the lord get killed by that old guy called Norman Osborn?" Tiancheng, who was wearing pajamas and stretched himself, walked in yawning, walked to the edge of the bed, spread Lanser's legs a little, turned over and lay in Lanser's arms. "This result is not bad, but it's a bit annoying that several people who could have been used were lost inexplicably."

"Don't comfort me. What Norman said was right, and what he did was right. What we have to do is indeed to control all the details. And obviously, it was my negligence to send them there. I should have let John and the other two send two people. Old Norman knew them, and this wouldn't have happened." Lancer shook his head and reached out to pinch Tiancheng's ear.

"Hmm..." Tiancheng snorted, "My lord, it seems that you have adjusted yourself?"

"Yes, it seems you can go back now!" Lan Se hadn't spoken yet, Binjiang said first, it was agreed that she would have it all tonight! I asked you to come over to work, but I didn't ask you to touch the bed!

"Hey hey~" Tiancheng looked at Binjiang cunningly, "Will you leave now that I'm here? Are you dreaming?"

"Binjiang, I have something to ask you." Lan Se shrugged, feeling the slap on his face.

"Ah? Just tell me." Binjiang stopped Lan Se and said with satisfaction.

"I heard from M4 that you went to nearby places to blast some Skrulls when you were in a bad mood?" Lancer smacked his lips.

"Um...this...I...actually...not many times." Binjiang spat in his heart. M4, why are you so honest? You tell Lanser everything!

"Hmm... I remember that the closest location to us seems to be 12 kilometers away. It would only take you about to minutes to walk there?"

“Eh!?” Tiancheng sat up. “It seems to be a good idea. Before, Hammer and Prigogin were still worried about how to cross the river and attack.”

"How did you know?"

"Didn't your girl install bugs everywhere in that command room?"

"Call up Fei Ma and Chkalov. It's time for Hydra to go out."

"Yo!"

2-49 Wipe the map

"Ah..." Amid a series of screams, Lancer stretched out his hand and grabbed a Skrull who was shooting. Then he swung his lightsaber and cut the Skrull into eight pieces in mid-air. When he passed by, there were already corpses on the ground.

The eyes of the Skrulls present immediately widened. Do you think these Skrulls who have lived on Earth for decades have ever seen Sir Sir's performance? What is the meaning of "from art to reality"? This is it!

"Annihilation war!" Lanser's deep voice came out from under the mask. He had endured enough during this period of time and didn't want to endure it anymore. Damn it, these bastards, they all deserved to die! They all had to die! Any aliens who set foot on human land should die! The pride of the Nephalem in his mind began to roar. Angels? Kill them! Demons? Slaughter them! "Destroy this place! Don't let any of them escape!"

The Skrulls fired wildly at Lancer, covering their own people as they charged towards Lancer, but the arm ring floated up, and the transparent shield that was almost invisible in the void blocked all the bullets and energy shots. The agent beside him very politely lifted her skirt like a lady, and then a dense barrage of bullets swept across the area, and Lancer even reached out and randomly grabbed a unlucky guy and sliced ​​him.

After several days of reconnaissance by Hammer and Prigogin, they have basically confirmed that the small town in front of them, or in Lanser's eyes, it should be called a larger village, has long been

There are no ordinary people left. In order to guard against Atlas and Wagner who might suddenly build a pontoon bridge to break through the river, there are five to six thousand Skrull troops stationed there.

This means that Lancer can now order his girls to kill without any worries about any accidental injuries!

The moment Lancer's order came down, the humanoid girls had disappeared into the shadows, and as Lancer's attack spearhead, they broke into the town's room, and fierce gunfire broke out instantly.

"It's just a little small. If you let go, it will be gone in a few minutes." Chkalov, who was wearing a white coat, smiled and gave up his space. The giant metal scorpion stepped into the venue step by step with the cold wind of Siberia, and its slowly opening and closing pincers expressed its warlike desire.

"Then don't use artillery shells." Fei Ma gently stroked the restless mechanical dragons behind her. They heard the gunshots, they heard the explosions, and they saw the flames shooting at Lancer. The low roars showed that they could no longer suppress their murderous intent.

“Good idea!” Binjiang, who was holding the Thousand Chance Umbrella, stretched his limbs, took a step back, bent over and threw out his Thousand Chance Umbrella. The huge impact force directly caused an air explosion in mid-air, hitting the building accurately, and then immediately caused a collapse.

"No, it's not appropriate to use it at all. How about less than 100 mm?" Amagi opened her fan and unfolded her ship suit at the same time, covering half of her face. Her hand was also on a sword, but because she saw Lancer chopping the Skrulls into pieces, she did not rush forward, but protected Lancer.

"Good idea!" Fei Ma knocked on the heads of the two mechanical dragons beside her, "Go from the left and right, don't give them the chance to escape!" After the two mechanical dragons roared softly, they immediately sprinted in different directions.

Of course, the two troublemakers didn't forget to demolish something. One of them smashed a house with a wave of his claws and also hit a Lada into the sky. The other one, who had a good relationship with Lancer, smashed a house directly, where many Skrulls were hiding and firing at Lancer, and swung his tail to smash the remaining half that hadn't collapsed completely.

"Oh, I don't like taking detours, so let's go head-on." Chkalov jumped directly onto the back of his metal scorpion, pointed his finger, and a freezing ray swept across a nearby building, and the entire side of the house was frozen.

A group of Skrulls had half of their bodies frozen. As they were howling, they suddenly felt a rapidly increasing tremor. They looked at a huge shadow with horror, raised a pair of pliers, and smashed it down.

"Well, it feels really good to do this occasionally!" Chkalov did not rush to use the anti-aircraft gun to shoot at these guys. Instead, she took out a rocket launcher from her space and fired it at the building next to her. Looking at the flames, she smiled and said, "Well, it's really good to do this occasionally. It's very stress-relieving."

"Hmph... Push forward, stop talking nonsense." Lanser nodded towards a location not far away, "Get rid of them as soon as possible, we can still go back and take a nap."

"Go, go, go!" Binjiang deployed his ship's equipment and began to fire intensively at a building with 37mm anti-aircraft guns and 20mm Oerlikon. The Skrulls inside reacted quickly enough and immediately lay down to avoid Binjiang's trajectory, successfully surviving. However, they did not expect that this building was just an ordinary self-built house, how could it withstand such firepower? It collapsed in a few seconds, burying all the Skrulls inside alive.

"Are we really only responsible for intercepting them?" SOPII kept firing, forcing those Skrulls who wanted to escape from the town back into the town. She pouted, feeling a little unhappy. She originally thought that this would be like their previous activities in the heart of Ukraine, with fierce battles waiting for her, but what is this now? Whack-a-Mole? Candy Crush!? This...

SOPII is not happy with the fight! SOPII wants to kill a lot!

From the beginning, M4 knew very well that competing with these ship girls in terms of killing effect would only make things difficult for herself. Even though she was staying beside Lancer and making no movement, she was actually the agent with the strongest firepower among the humanoids. In front of those big battleships, she was nothing at all...

"Woolen cloth!"

Even as the large warships fiercely surrounded the entire town, they did not open fire much, but simply let their ships withstand the enemy's attacks and then dismantled them on the spot. Although occasionally there would be a rocket or some energy beams fired at them, these shooters were definitely the most elite display, because even in such a chaotic situation, they could still hit very accurately... the mechanical dragon's strongest head.

The killing effect produced was probably just a flash of "-1" on Fei Ma's thick health bar!

"Hmm?" Lancer noticed the attacks. "Stop playing around and deal with them. M4 reports that the Skrulls are moving very quickly. Their nearby bases have begun to send support here."

"Oh?" Chkalov squinted his eyes slightly, and then the freezing ray swept across the battlefield, causing those guys whose lives he had just spared to stop. The metal

A series of ice crystals on the giant scorpion rose into the air, and shattered in mid-air, turning into SB2Cs. "Since the commander said so..." The gun barrels emitted a cold light, and then a series of roars sounded. "Remember to give more bonuses, or I will investigate your time carefully~ my bad student."

"We have almost annihilated them, there is no need to waste..." Binjiang suddenly walked to Fei Ma's side and spoke quickly, as if trying to persuade Fei Ma not to waste artillery shells. Then Fei Ma stabbed him in the abdomen with a sword, "Puff...you..." blood spurted out.

Fei Ma raised her sword and cut half of Binjiang's body. "These guys are really disgusting." Fei Ma frowned. "Fortunately, they are not bad kids, otherwise I might not have the heart to kill them." Fei Ma pouted and watched "Binjiang" lying on the ground slowly fade into a Skrull in black clothes.

"But I am still upset that you tried to deceive me." Feeling fooled, Frederick the Great narrowed his eyes, "To prevent you from disgusting me again."

"Symphony of Destruction!" Mother Fei gently took out a small baton and pointed it forward. The pupils of the mechanical dragons shrank. They sensed the anger of Frederick the Great, tilted their heads slightly, raised their heads, and let out a deafening roar.

"Damn it! No clue at all?" Binjiang, who had already entered the town, ran away swearing. Fei's mother was in full force. If he didn't run away, he would have to take the brunt of the death!

“Listen to my performance, and offer your hatred, fear and despair!” The conductor’s baton was waved gently, and the turrets deployed on the mechanical dragons stared at the town like the eyes of an evil god. A second or two later, countless spots of light poured down from the two mechanical dragons. This was a sonata of steel and explosives!

Almost indiscriminate bombardment exploded densely in the small town. The excessive bombardment tore everything apart, leaving craters upon craters, with nowhere to hide. Even so, Fei Ma had not yet added her main gun to the chorus.

The dense explosions set off a terrifying heat storm. The storm mixed with smoke and dust came like a city wall, hitting the shield in front of Lancer. It was the first time for Lancer to experience such a dense barrage of bullets at close range, and he was a little dazed.

“Oh…” Tiancheng blinked and clapped his hands in response to Frederick’s sudden response: “As expected of Frederick the Great, the top iron-blooded king!” Clapped!

"..." Lancer looked back at Fei Ma who spread her hands towards him with a playful reaction, and sighed. This town was literally wiped off the map. Fortunately, he was acting in the name of Hydra, so it was fine. "Let's go all out. Amagi, get rid of the support convoy. Chkalov, bomb those places. Anyway, Pulgokin's reinforcements are almost ready."

"understand!"

"I'm already ready to drop the bomb, so let's change the target."

2-50 Excessive roar

A convoy was driving on a not very smooth road. When the Atlas men tried to break through during the day, the two sides had already engaged in a round of mutual shelling, so this was originally just a country road. After being ravaged by the shelling, there was no such thing as a strange driving experience.

Originally, the Skrulls were planning to repair the road so that they could use it when needed later. However, as soon as the Skrulls began to act, they were immediately attacked by snipers from Atlas and Wagner, making road repair a nightmare. After losing several lives, the Skrulls had a rough understanding of how cruel humans were, and finally gave up the idea of ​​repairing the road.

In order not to expose the target, the driver did not dare to turn on the lights. Not only was the car driving slowly, but it was a cloudy day and even the moonlight on the ground was intermittent, so the soldiers were particularly uncomfortable along the way. They were already very sleepy because they were urgently woken up in the middle of the night. As a result, the journey that should have taken at most half an hour now took 40 minutes. Looking at the signs nearby, it seemed that there was still half a way to go.