My Iron Suit

It seems to have noticed the sweat on his forehead, the pickup truck that is galloping along the road, the air conditioning **** on the center console suddenly turned itself up, the cooling function started at the same time, very quickly, in the operation of the compressor Next, a cool cool air blows out from the air outlet.

Feeling the temperature of the car's rapid decline, in a panic, Simons, who is hesitating to jump or not, can't help but see.

If it is really a Decepticons, it should not be so "friendly"!

It seems that this pickup truck is a car owner with a higher probability!

"Hey, man, where are you going to take me?"

After a little bit of a heart, Simmons asked the opening.

He didn't expect the other person to answer him, but just as his voice just fell, a low electronic male voice rang in the car.

"The commander wants to see you!"

"Commander?"

Simmons asked with a frowning frown.

"Yes, he is the commander of our car man, and the destroyer of the powerful and evil Megatron!"

The low voice said loudly in a warm tone.

Simmons can clearly feel the deep reverence and pride contained in this voice!

He also finally confirmed the identity of the pickup truck and the people he was about to see.

As he first thought of, it was Chen Mo who sent the car to pick him up!

This pickup truck is a weapon expert in the car man, iron skin!

"It seems that my instincts are still quite accurate!"

Simmons automatically ignored his later cranky thoughts.

However, Chen Moming is a human being. How could he become the "commander" of these automakers?

Is his real identity also an alien? !

Simmons has fallen into the world of whimsy, and he is unable to extricate himself.

Simmons also tried to put out the news of Chen Mo from the iron mouth, but although the iron looks very embarrassing, but the vigilance is very strong, no matter how Simmons, the iron is not useful to disclose the news.

Simmons, though helpless, still refused to give up, and tried repeatedly, turning around and talking with the iron.

The iron sheet is just too boring, but it doesn't bother him. He still responds to him from time to time. Of course, all the content related to Chen Mo and some secrets is not mentioned.

In the chat between Simmons and Tin Sheet, the pickup truck ran all the way. After nearly two hours, the car finally opened the road and drove into an industrial area.

And as the pickup truck went forward, Simmons looked at the surrounding scene and couldn't help but frown. This place he looked familiar!

When the pickup truck drove from a rusty steel gate into a weedy, cement-cracked abandoned factory courtyard, Simmons finally recognized it.

Isn't this the place where he found the wreckage of the Decepticons "roadblock"?

How did this car man bring him here?

Just as Simmons was puzzled, the pickup truck did not stop, but went straight through the yard and into the huge abandoned factory inside.

As soon as he came in, Simmons’ eyes were dark.

Although the factory has been abandoned for a long time, the steel frame supported by the walls and the roof is also rusty, but the structure is complete. The solid cement walls and the steel roof completely cover the entire factory. Only they The entrance to the factory door and the ventilation windows on the sides of the walls are not projected by the sun, and the environment of the whole factory is very dim.

However, Simmons quickly adapted to the light in the factory and looked through the window.

When he came last time, the main energy was on the body of the Decepticons on the open space. This factory was sent by his men to search, but he himself came in for the first time.

The space of this factory is very large and spacious. The original equipment has been emptied early. It is very empty at this time, and the whole plant can be seen at a glance.

After the pickup truck came in, it did not stop, but crossed the entire factory directly and came to the inside of the tightest steel gate.

Two steel doors, also covered with rust, were closed, and mottled writings were visible on them.

From the incomplete handwriting, it should have been a warehouse inside the factory, located at the innermost side of the factory, and next to the warehouse door, a rusty iron ladder clung to the wall of the warehouse. On the second floor, there should be a place like an office.

Just as Simmons looked at the environment in front of him and analyzed it in his heart, in front of the pickup truck, the iron warehouse door facing them suddenly slipped slowly toward the sides, revealing the darkness inside. space.

In the strange eyes of Simmons, the pickup truck went straight through the gate and drove in, then stopped directly in the darkness.

The door behind it was also slowly closed again after the pickup entered, and the whole space instantly became dark!

Just as Simmons was a little surprised by the dark surroundings, he suddenly felt the ground tremble, and then a sense of weightlessness when riding the elevator, Simmons could not help but hold the tension around him. The door handle, trying to open his eyes and trying to see something from this darkness.

Soon, with a slight vibration, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared, and at the same time, a soft white light suddenly lit up around, dispelling the originally suppressed dark moments~www.wuxiaspot. Com~ In this not dazzling white light, Simmons looked up and found that he was not in the abandoned warehouse he had thought, but in a room like a garage that was neat and tidy, the surrounding walls All of them are all gray of cement, and it seems that they have just dried up soon.

Just as Simmons looked around his head, facing the wall of the front, the two steel doors were quietly opening towards the left and right.

Unlike the dilapidated iron gates that were previously seen with rust, the two doors in front of Simmons are brand new, flat and heavy, with soft metallic luster shining under the soft light.

Along with the opening of this gate, a huge underground space that is completely different from the abandoned factory he had seen before was displayed in front of Simmons.

It is still a gray cement wall that seems to have just dried out, but it is as smooth as a careful polishing, and the height here is much higher than he imagined. The ceiling is at least a dozen meters above the ground, not much. Under the support of the square concrete pillars, the whole space is magnificent, wide and very clean.