Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

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2-58 Fear Knocks on the Door

"This is 95's report on the latest battle and the situation after the plan of Tiancheng was revised." M4 looked at Lancer who put down the tablet and frowned. She was also a little worried. It seemed that the recent bad situation made her commander very upset. At least it should not be because Fei Ma did not try her best last night, which made the commander unable to sleep well.

"Any news about the alien spacecraft?" Lancer tapped his palm. He was very concerned about this matter. He could even say that even if Atlas found it, Lancer would grab it first. Although according to Underwood, there are more than one country with spacecraft on Earth, not to mention how many can fly, from the current situation, humans have not yet developed aerospace technology.

In this way, Lancer was very sure that if he had an alien spacecraft in his hands

With the ship and the terrifying storage capacity of the ship girl, he would be basically invincible in a short period of time, and no one could cause trouble to him. On the contrary, he could cause trouble to anyone he wanted!

But the prerequisite for everything is to find this spaceship by yourself!

So 95's latest mission is to arrest people! Torture! Bury! Next one! Their efficiency is so high that even the roadblocks that occasionally pass by are quite amazed. You girls are almost causing horror legends in Luhansk. It is said that the night in Kharkov can chew people...

However, according to what SOPII secretly told Lancer at night, 79 was already complaining to death over there, and they had dug nearly 40 holes, and the intelligence they got could only say that this spaceship did exist, and there was more than one, with different sizes and functions. This was the spaceship that these guys used to flee to Earth, but the problem was that these guys had no idea where it was.

Before team leader 95 could say anything about such a result, 191 was already jumping up and down in anger, her eyes were full of anger. She had never experienced such a failure before, and she had already begun to consider whether she could sneak into Kharkov directly and try to capture Gravik for interrogation.

"We can't leave here at all. The only thing we can do is to let Chkalov carry out long-range bombing. But the other side has learned their lesson recently. The convoy has dispersed and taken a detour near us, and no longer approaches within 40 kilometers of us." While speaking, Chuntian glanced at Fei Ma and Tiancheng who were present.

"You can't count on Binjiang at all. The enemy no longer has a heavy military presence within the range of your fire attack. As a result, although Atlas and his men can take the enemy down, they will be vulnerable to a strong blow before the enemy counterattacks. Moreover... it is certain that the enemy has some warriors who are stronger than ordinary people... and every time they appear, they will bring considerable losses." The reality described by Chuntian was a bit ironic.

The powerful firepower of the ship girls cannot be used directly on their own heads, so once they enter a close-range fight, Atlas and Wagner can only rely on themselves.

"What if we use Hydra for another short raid?" Lancer smacked his lips. He was no longer in Crimea, but in a forest on the edge of Donetsk (it is said that most of the land in Ukraine has been sold now, and even Ukrainians themselves are complaining about it. Even if they want to go for a barbecue in the woods, they are told that the woods are private property).

"Satellite communication has been settled!" Wearing a fishing suit full of various small tools, SOPII shouted on the roof. A strange-looking antenna dish was set up on a tree above the half-buried wooden house that Lancer and his friends had spent half a day to build.

Because it was a cabin that they would live in together with Lancer, everyone was very excited. 97 and 79, who missed the opportunity to build common memories with the commander, were full of complaints and kept complaining in the human nature channel. The satellite dish that SOPII had just finished was their last piece of furniture.

"Okay!" Lancer nodded, turned around and looked at Springfield who was baking bread and steak in the fireplace in the cabin, and Fei Ma who was stirring vegetable soup nearby. Lancer tapped the cigarette box in his hand, and his eyes were suddenly full of warmth, and then turned cold!

Lancer heard AR15's report that a group of people were approaching this direction. AR15, who was on sentry duty on the treetop, looked at the direction they were heading and seemed to be approaching Lancer's direction, so his eyes narrowed.

"Go and kill them, then it's time to eat." Fei Ma pointed her finger in annoyance! You come here to cause trouble at dinner time every day? What do you want to do? Do you want to eat for free? As Fei Ma thought of this, the mechanical dragon coiled in the woods not far away opened its eyes, slowly looked in the direction where the group of enemies were attacking, and slowly stood up with its slack metal body.

"You don't need to use your dragon, it's too conspicuous. Can M4 collect the location of the opponent's communication base station?" Lanser tapped his ear.

"It has been marked, and the communication terminal has also been marked." M4 said quickly.

"Tiancheng, deal with them and then come back for dinner." Lanser said with a smile.

"Okay!" Amagi's eyes lit up immediately! He smiled and unfolded his ship's equipment, then the secondary guns on the ship's equipment shook quickly, raised the gun barrels high, and the prototype quadruple 152mm main guns roared in unison at once, firing a salvo that output the firepower of an artillery brigade!

The Skrulls in a half-buried basement in the distance were forcibly demolished without realizing it, and in the blink of an eye, it became a fully buried basement. When other Skrulls heard the noise and came out to check the situation, they could only look at the completely destroyed communication center with a grim face.

"How many times has this happened?" a Skrull whispered.

"Shut up! The unlucky guy who said that yesterday was finally drafted to be a communications soldier!" A man who seemed to be his friend quickly stopped him from talking nonsense.

"Hey... I just wanted to avoid being a commando, so... why do we still have to fight now..." Looking at the wreckage of the building in front of them, there were more than one or two Skrulls who felt uncomfortable. After all, when Lancer's girls were in a good mood, they would fire two shots at a town, and when they were in a bad mood, they would fire all the bullets! How uncomfortable would it be to be hit by such random artillery fire! ?

Just like the man in front of him, this was the second time he had witnessed this sudden artillery fire, spreading death over their heads. They were not the Skrull warriors who could withstand the enemy's artillery fire in the trenches, still remained silent and fought bravely later. They were refugees! Even if they killed many people tyrannically, they were not warriors at the root, and they were not worthy!

When the god of death was grinning in front of them, they simply didn't have the courage to become the ones who went against fate and took up the banner!

"The effect is good, a large number of people have gathered..." Brother Sixteen said to Tiancheng, and the drone flying in the sky brought the picture back. At this time, Tiancheng covered her mouth with a fan, and she did not have the intention of rushing back to eat as usual. Brother Sixteen looked at her curiously, and the humanoids' personality profiles of her were full of confusion and incomprehension.

Amagi seems casual and playful, but she often makes moves inadvertently, just like a few days ago, she suggested Lancer not to stay in Crimea anymore, otherwise it would be too conspicuous, and then started a random bombardment like today's. At the same time, they knew that Amagi asked Chkalov to airdrop a batch of Lancer's unsaleable products and the badge of Hydra's Ukrainian branch to a certain place.

"I'm going to use the main gun~" Tiancheng said with a smile, and at the same time, the muzzles of the five triple-mounted 5 guns on the ship were turned. Brother Sixteen jumped down the slope without saying a word. Just kidding, staying here any longer would simply make life difficult for him!

"Bang!" As the communication radio on the ship broadcast the collective shouting recorded by Perseus, Amagi gently slapped his palms with a fan, and 15 guns fired in succession. The strong hurricane made the forest in the main film tremble, and then...

"Let's go eat!" Hearing the voice, Brother Sixteen looked at Tiancheng that was flying over his head like a red cloud. She was even in the mood to make a V-sign with him.

"What the hell is going on here..." Brother Sixteen covered his face. Lancer regarded M4 as his front-line commander, and Tiancheng as his chief strategist. Are their strategists so "reliable"? It seems that they are indeed very reliable! Listen to the 15 explosions faintly coming from afar, and look at the shells that exploded in the city almost along the central avenue. The explosions even have a sense of rhythm.

The flowers painted in blood are suddenly blooming in the night. It is a gift to the goddess of death, and also a roar that brings fear to the Skrulls!

"Okay! Isn't this just luring the dog out to kill it..." The Sixteenth Brother raised his lips. If they hid in the house, even if they used 406 shells to bombard it, it wouldn't have such a good effect. Since you guys came out to watch the fun... The Sixteenth Brother sneered and shouted, "Wait for me!"

The Skrulls, who had just emerged from the shock of the heavy artillery bombardment, looked at everything in front of them with a dazed look on their faces. They looked at the broken limbs in front of them with horror, and this time, they did not dare to leave the building they were in. It seemed that only in this way could they feel a little bit safe.

And... a little bit of misfortune...

"Bah bah bah...what the hell happened! Who the hell is bombing us!?"

"Shut up...Master Stirring, it seems... he's a friendly force."

"Damn it! Whose friendly forces would fire at their own people!"

"It seems we have no communication with them..."

"Oh, all right, let's go. I don't want to be hit by another wave of rubble! It hurts so much! Damn the roadblock! Raid! Let's go!"

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Tiancheng: "Hey~hey~hey~"

2-59 Rice and Food

"Lance, what's wrong? Is it not tasty?" Chuntian filled Lancer's glass with juice, then looked at the half-eaten dinner in front of Lancer. Chuntian immediately felt a heavy blow in his heart. As a person who had been called "cook" by Lancer in the previous stage, Chuntian felt his heart collapse when he found that Lancer could not eat the meal he cooked. Ah, Commander, don't eat my meal! Don't eat my meal! Don't eat my meal...

"How can I eat when there's so much screaming outside..." Lanser rolled his eyes. It's not that Lanser couldn't bear to hear it, but he was anxious to go out and see what his SOPII and AR15 did together to make this guy roar so vigorously for nearly half an hour. As for why Lanser didn't go to see, Binjiang was blocking the door, not giving Lanser any chance to see the interrogation process of the humanoid girls.

"What's so good to see? Let Chuntian dance for you later. Do you want to see a lap dance or a Korean girl group?" Fei's mother chuckled. They were united in this matter. Originally, John and his men were in charge of these trivial matters. Even after the Sandman joined in, they came up with some new tricks. They used a high-speed rotating gravel saw to gently and slowly... saw off some of their odds and ends, and then rolled them in and continued sawing!

But now John and his men are providing support to Will and his men, and it is said that the fighting has been a bit intense recently. Although it is said that killing people in general battles is almost non-fatal and only a little painful, they were still beaten unconscious several times in Zaporizhia. So it is quite good that Lancer does not continue to send people to support, let alone pull them back to do these dirty work.

Then at this time, the girls of Lancer were very united

They didn't want Lancer to see them undergoing the bloody torture process. After all, Lancer's girls didn't think that Lancer was a guy who would get excited by the smell of blood.

"Hurry up and finish the work, it will disturb the commander's meal!" Chuntian sent such a message in the communication band of the humanoids with dissatisfaction. After all, compared with whether this guy outside can really tell any new information, Chuntian is more concerned about whether his commander can eat well! After all, 95, who has just arrived recently, can cook well, which is a great threat to Chuntian.

"Understood!" SOPII smiled and showed her two fangs, then looked at the guy in front of her, tied a stick of dynamite behind the two Skrulls who were still breathing, then let the fuse of the explosive become long, and circled around the two of them, with a bright smile on her face, just like she usually did when facing Lancer, because she decided to be an enthusiastic tour guide.

"Here, there isn't a lot of explosives! Just one pound of C1. And me!" At this point, SOPII patted her chest enthusiastically, causing a shake. However, the two Skrulls at the moment had no intention of looking at such a beautiful scene, because they were only one breath away from sudden death. In their eyes, SOPII, who caused all this, was no different from a demon, especially what she said next, "I have no patience anymore! So, if you can't say anything that can interest me, then goodbye!"

After saying that, SOPII put his hands behind his back and jumped to a sheltered rock not far away. "If you want to live, say something quickly!" SOPII stretched out his hand from behind the rock and waved it.

"Hey... I told you, this is meaningless, we should just bury them in the ground." AR15 looked at the two people coldly, then turned his head to look in the direction of their hut. The commander can't eat? How can this be, Chuntian, you can't feed him? The last time the commander was sick, he said he didn't want to eat, so he fed him and he went down.

"It's free to give it a try, what if it works?" SOPII grinned, but AR15 turned his head away from her foolishness and muttered, "This is a waste of time, it will be dark soon, what if we attract wolves or something..."

"Then we will have wolfskin mattresses!" SOPII was even happier when she heard this. Ah, I was just afraid that you wouldn't come. If you don't come, you'd be a grandson!

"..." AR15 covered his face. Yes, even if he wanted to say more, AR15 had to make sure that if the wolf was really attracted, unless the professional was a ship girl, even if Lancer was on night duty, the wolfskin mattress would be there. After all, no matter how ferocious the wolf was, it couldn't bite through the shield of the Ten Rings, and it wouldn't be too easy for Lancer to kill them.

"I say..." Finally, when SOPII was happily lying on the stone, shaking his head and watching the fuse on the ground burning in circles, a Skrull could not stand this horrible mental pressure and said this sentence almost crying. The Skrull behind him did not angrily call him a traitor or something, but just sighed.

Obviously, watching the footsteps of death approaching, although the Skrull did not shout out his surrender, he was struggling fiercely in his heart. After all, they were not those time-tested and steadfast warriors, they were just militia formed by refugees.

"Oh, you see, there are still people who know how to cooperate!" SOPII climbed up from the top of the stone, dusted off his body, grabbed the main body and pulled the trigger, directly shooting the Skrull who announced his surrender, "The little action is too obvious!"

AR15 looked at SOPII in confusion. When did she notice it? Why didn't she see that she was trying to commit suicide? ! However, she didn't try to dismantle SOPII's act, but watched her quietly, because she also noticed the one who didn't say anything, the team leader or something.

"……"The Skrull, whose face was splashed with the blood of his companion behind him, looked at this scene in shock. When he turned around, he saw his companion who had hung his head and remained silent. Seeing his brains splattered on half of his body, the Skrull's eyes were almost filled with fear.

"Now, are you willing to talk? If not, I'll have to send you to work with your friend..." The sharp dagger was placed on the Skrull's neck. SOPII's slightly naughty voice gently told him in his ear that his life was about to come to an end.

"...Ask whatever you want to ask." The Skrull opened his mouth, but no sound came out. SOPII's knife had already begun to slowly cut the skin on his neck. The cold touch and the pain that followed quickly grabbed his heart. For some reason, he suddenly began to envy his dead companion. Why didn't the bullet just shoot him? It was not him who said he was willing to confess? Why did he have to suffer like this? "It's just that my rank is very low, and I don't know a lot of things."

"Ah, seeing that you don't even have those Skrulls' advanced equipment, I know your level won't be very high. Tell me the information you think is valuable first, maybe I will let you go." SOPII's whisper was not much worse than that of the devil.

But this has to be

The result was that the Skrull captain in front of him looked at SOPII with a look that said, "You're kidding me," and then he said, "You should know where our base is, so it's not important. Now a village-level stronghold will not have more than 3000 people stationed there. You should also know that the firepower equipment is probably slightly better than your regular army, which is a little..."

The Skrull was talking a bit rambling, but SOPII was not in a hurry and just let him go on. After all, to them, the Skrull in front of them was just a source of information, so the more information they could get, the better.

"Well, that's about all I know." The Skrull spoke for about ten minutes before stopping. "But I do have some news that might interest you."

"Oh?" SOPII stood and looked down at him, her scarlet eyes full of smiles, "Then can you tell me this news that may be of interest to us?"

"One cigarette and I'll tell you!" The Skrull sighed and made a request that didn't seem too strange.

"Okay!" SOPII took out a pack of Shoubainian cigarettes that she had found on a corpse, took out a cigarette and lit it for him.

"Huh..." Exhaling a long cloud of smoke, the Skrull showed an expression of relief, regret, unwillingness and nostalgia on his face. "Because this happened suddenly, even though we have tried our best to collect food, our food reserves are not much. We even have to allocate manpower to farm. Isn't it ironic..."

"This is very interesting news." SOPII nodded, "Why do you think you don't have enough food?"

"We are a patrol and search team, and we often have to hand in all kinds of things we have seized and collected. What is considered the most valuable military product is not weapons and ammunition, but food. I think this is very telling." The Skrull smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I have 15 tons of rice and 2 tons of corn harvested last year. I just built a wine cellar. I... I... What have I done?"

"It's nothing, just an invasion." SOPII said softly, "It's better to get a complete body."

"Whatever, there's a picture on my chest, can you show it to me?"

"Give."

"Thank you. Come on."

"it is good!"

"boom!"

2-60 Onset of Effect

"Is this the first batch of Skrull identification equipment?" Gently stroking the inconspicuous modular device in front of him, Steve's eyes suddenly shook. Decades ago, there was also a person who flew a plane to take him into the war zone, and the person who delivered things to him at that time was also a short man with a mustache (Tony Stark: Do you know etiquette?). Steve didn't know if this could be regarded as a reincarnation of history.

"Old man, this place looks... very exciting!" Stark, wearing his latest MK21 model (nothing to do with the movie version), flew out of the U.S. military's VF22 Osprey transport plane. This military aircraft is the last military product produced by Stark Industries. The reorganized production line will be rebuilt in New Brunswick near New York. It belongs to Atlas' industry!

As an aside, this factory had just been built, and no workers had been recruited, but the union had already been formed. In the desperate eyes of the relevant industrial unions, Neipi sat opposite them and said that he was not talented enough and had already talked to Mr. Irons, the president of Atlas, to serve as the chairman of the factory union. And Jin Bing flicked the ash beside him, and he reluctantly served as the transport union in this area, including the land, sea and air.

The two men, who had already made a fortune in trade with Cuba, continued their whitewashing efforts. The not-so-clean union seemed to be the best springboard for the two men. The 100 union members with flowery arms made the leaders of other union organizations who originally wanted to take a piece of the pie feel conflicted, but they soon stopped being conflicted.

After all, with the snap of the film's fingers, the "new tea" brought up by the two younger brothers blinded the union leaders with its golden light, making them feel their "cordial friendship". They left with a smile, and their evaluation was that although the eating manners were a bit ugly, they were still sensible.

The two of them didn't feel that they were losing out. Even though they had already paid a considerable amount of money, all the workers in the entire supporting industry would be required to join their union in the future, and 6% of each worker's annual salary would go into these unions... 6% of all the workers! What a long-term business! Almost catching up with the landlord's income.

Not to mention the political benefits they may have as union chairmen. This time, they not only succeeded in landing, but also made a profit! According to the film, who would go to fight and kill when they can collect rent? Of course, it is not too much for the rent collector to protect his own property and support some idle people, right?

"Of course it's exciting. Now no one dares to leave the nuclear power plant because someone secretly went back three days ago. The person who came back was the Skrulls..." Steve spread his hands, "They also targeted us!"

"I heard that it was you who attacked John Wick. Then it was John Wick who attacked Deadpool, and then it was Deadpool who attacked you." Stark looked at the people in front of him and sighed. "In the end, the one who attacked John Wick was a knife, not a gun.

Quick, you were shot all over, the one who attacked Deadpool actually stabbed him in the heart, and then he was stabbed back by Deadpool who acted like nothing happened, you who were attacked by Deadpool..."

"Because the other party spoke too seriously, I just knocked him down." Steve shrugged. Some things are so simple and unpretentious afterwards, which makes Rumlow, who has a headache all day long to investigate the damn Skrulls, envious. These three guys are really deadly after they get to know each other.

"Because they are too serious..." Stark smiled bitterly and looked at Deadpool who was scratching his buttocks. "Okay." He more or less understood what Steve meant, and then pointed to the cube in front of him. "This is the final improved mass production batch. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no large-scale improvements. Doom has enhanced the signal transmission capability of this device and reduced the energy consumption a little. Now even without an external power supply, it can maintain 8 hours of output. There is no need to build a huge power tower like the original version."

"Sounds... great." Steve nodded. Lancer did not hide the truth from him. These things were the technology in the hands of his "partner" robots. Steve had seen the originals, a huge mechanical creation the size of a Dongfeng Isuzu. Lancer deployed these creations along the entire border of Ukraine, forming a sieve to screen out the Skrulls, blocking most of the Skrulls in Ukraine. For this reason, they were forced to start a war in the eastern part of Ukraine.

Although this is somewhat cruel to the people of Ukraine, it has built a fence for most people and prevented the flood from spreading to the whole world. But this is not enough. The deployment of this thing has relatively strict requirements and the energy consumption is also very high. So it may be OK as an emergency, but the performance still needs to be further explored.

"More than good..." Tony Stark's face changed, "Lancer's request is not a damn one!" When he was tinkering with this device by himself, it was completely a headache. He needed to first thoroughly understand how this strange device worked. More than three technical systems made Stark feel like he was untangling a tangled ball of yarn. He was in an angry mood all the time and wanted to smash something.

Fortunately, this guy gave him a hint that there was another reliable smart person in the world, although this smart person almost fought with him several times, or both sides were very restrained and only engaged in a close combat in armor, and after the fight, they almost demolished Stark's laboratory.

But after the fight, the two of them covered their heads with ice packs and continued to fight against this strange device in the midst of the chaos. Because the situation in Ukraine had become increasingly worse, when the news of the Russian army's defeat in eastern Ukraine came, Doom and Tony Stark did not speak, but sped up their deductions. In the end, the two of them figured out all the technology, completed miniaturization, and each gained a lot in the process.

Stark was even inspired by this device and completed a series of technical developments, allowing Stark to complete the modification of the Ark reactor. The model that Doom specifically requested to be installed in his own country was naturally this latest model.

He looked at Stark's drawings. Tony Stark had no intention of avoiding him and showed him his masterpiece with a bit of pride. Doom also gave some optimization suggestions from his own perspective, which made Stark feel benefited.

"Hahaha..." Seeing the usually proud Tony Stark say such words with a face full of resentment, Steve immediately laughed in an unkind manner. There was nothing he could do, he really didn't want to lose face for his nephew, but this little look full of resentment and helplessness really made him laugh.

"Lancer also has very capable technicians and scientists. Why don't you go to him for help? They should still have some time on the front lines anyway." Stark's complaint aroused John Wick's interest. As someone who had a good relationship with Lancer, he asked curiously. After all, he had also seen some of the strange technological products in Lancer's hands.

"Chekalov... and that little girl called SOP?" Tony Stark glanced at John Wick and saw that he was still wearing a decent and almost spotless suit. He actually wanted to ask, is there a place in this damn place where you can iron your suit? "This is the contribution of that Chkalov. She solved the problem of energy storage. It's a very clever design."

"Sounds good." Steve glanced at Deadpool, who suddenly took out a bottle of vodka and drank it, and started tap dancing. He shook his head. It was just his friend's normal crazy behavior, nothing serious.

"That woman has no interest. I even doubt that she can handle this technology by herself, so she looks uninterested. Compared to the production of this project, she would rather drink." Tony Stark had a speechless expression on his face. Was the other party a scientist? Maybe, but a hungover scientist like this was really speechless.

"Steve, everyone is ready, ready to start." Rumlow's voice came from the radio. He just followed Steve's advice and gathered most of the people in different areas to supervise each other to see if the operation of this instrument could successfully screen out the Skrulls hiding among them.

Yes, the Skrulls hiding among all the human workers at the Zaporizhia Nuclear Power Plant. The reason why Steve was so sure was simple. Although the destruction in the core area of ​​the nuclear power plant had not occurred, the destruction and threatening words in some peripheral areas had never stopped.

"That's it." Steve took a look at the device in front of him, took a step forward, and looked at Tony Stark. Tony Stark crossed his arms confidently, and then looked at Steve in front of him. "All units, pay attention, be on full alert!"

At Steve's command, everyone looked around nervously, including SHIELD agents such as Rumlow and some mercenaries hired by Lancer at a high price. Everyone was staring at their surroundings nervously, although most of them didn't know what to do, but the solemn atmosphere had already made everyone alert.

"Started!" Steve reached out and opened the protective cover on the outside of the start switch, then reached out to open the machine, which was actually not very complicated to operate. One glance would tell you how to operate it. Push the power lever to the bottom, the light of the machine flashed, and it started running with a very slight sound.

"Huh..." Steve looked around and let out a long breath, "It seems the good news is that at least those of us in the core area have not been replaced."

"Yes." Tony Stark looked around and there was no green-skinned guy.

"Hold him! Damn it!" But the situation seemed to be different in other places. Noisy and surprised shouts came from several directions. Obviously, the Skrulls had sneaked in.

"Shoot them! Anyone who stands in our way will be considered a traitor!" Rumlock was in no mood to fool around with them, and simply ordered his men to shoot. Then, as if he had eyes behind him, he simply shot directly at the position behind him. A Skrull holding an assault rifle fell to the ground, with smoke rising from the bullet hole on his forehead.

Then bursts of gunfire rang out immediately. After getting permission, these determined SHIELD agents immediately began to shoot at the captured Skrulls. Of course, because of the fighting during this period, the distribution of guns in the Zaporizhia Nuclear Power Plant was almost inevitable. These screened Skrulls also had guns in their hands. They immediately began to fight back, or tried to take people around them as hostages.