Alvin smiled and shook his head. "Do those people really care about the Interstellar Marines?
They care that the Interstellar Marines have lost their profits now that the ceasefire is in effect.
In the past, I opened the Space Gate to Nidavellir for the Allied Forces every month. They always smuggled back a huge amount of ore. I didn't think much of it at the time, so I turned a blind eye.
Now that the profits are gone, they're getting anxious.
It's not that Hell is off-limits. It's just that, in the past, the profits in Hell couldn't compare to those in Nidavellir."
As he spoke, Alvin pulled two sparkling ore samples from his clothes and handed one each to Stark and Norman Osborn. "Now there are profits to be made!
Baal came out this time because he wanted to ask me for help. If we take the lead and invest in Hell, it'll definitely attract the others.
When it comes down to it, war is still about 'investment.' They can use their old World War II gear alongside Baal and dig in peace, so they naturally don't want to invest any more than they have to.
Besides, the Interstellar Marines' equipment is suited to the battlefield on Nidavellir. They'd have to upgrade their weapons all over again to go to Hell, so naturally they don't want to relocate.
Ivan has already designed a new Combat Platform. It'll be ready to deploy to Hell Battlefield after a little while."
Stark and Norman Osborn tested the ore in their hands with their personal computers.
Stark said with delight, "This is a great energy crystal. It can boost the Warhammer's power pack efficiency by 300%."
Norman Osborn nodded. "That means individual Interstellar Marines can wield higher-powered Energy Weapons."
Alvin waved a hand.