Shadow of the Beautiful World

Chapter 172: 20. West Coast Tracking [95/100]

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"Do you think that your radical compatriots will change their personality overnight, and sincerely cooperate with some human organizations?"

On the way back to Hell's Kitchen from the SHIELD office building, Merlin said to his silent car:

"Also, don't you say that with the earth's technological level, you can't discover your behavior of entering the database at all? Just now you were almost exposed, and it will still affect me."

"Once any hidden matter is discovered by the alert guards for the first time, there will be no more secrets."

Flying over the mountain while carrying Merlin on the avenue of New York, he replied:

"It must be that your agents intercepted the signal fragments of the Decepticons when they collected information on the Internet, and then clicked on the map. Those Decepticons are not professional Cybertron agents, and their behavior is more like a group of barbarians. Warrior. But what you said about cooperation...I don’t think they will put carbon-based organisms on the same level as themselves."

"If they are really cooperating with your countrymen, then I think you should start worrying about the safety of your countrymen."

Facing the warning of mechanical life, Merlin nodded.

If the mechanical warrior who has released his good intentions is true now, then the agents and soldiers of the Ministry of Defense are obviously holding the nose by the deceptive tiger hidden on the earth.

But as a secret agent, Merlin thinks about things not just from one aspect.

He leaned on the driver's seat of a fast-moving black muscle car. After a few minutes, he said:

"There is still a possibility!"

"Ok?"

Flying across the mountain asked in a metal voice without emotion:

"what?"

"I mean, you have been thinking in a way that mechanical life dominates."

Merlin looked at the scenery flashing through the window and he said softly:

"But what if we change the angle? Maybe the Decepticons are not playing any conspiracy, maybe in this case, you are the human beings who despised you?"

"If the Ministry of National Defense has enough to threaten the Decepticons, or what they desperately need? Then I am afraid that it is not us who is led by the nose, but your fellow radical lunatics."

Merlin closed his eyes and whispered:

"Don’t underestimate the means of a group of professional soldiers who deal with war. In your opinion, Decepticons are playing with humans, but we can’t ignore the second possibility... Those Decepticons who suddenly started their activities, Is it just the "new weapons" of the soldiers trying to control the new forces?"

"If the Ministry of Defense is also looking for B-127, then according to you, the soldiers have to deal with a hidden, best mechanical agent in the Cybertron Resistance, then their best way to find is to find the most Know your warrior."

"Ok..."

Merlin pondered for a few seconds, he said:

"I'll use another word to describe those deceptive tigers, maybe they are just'mercenaries' from the Ministry of Defense."

Faced with this subversive speculation by Merlin, Flying Mountain should have rebutted it, but unexpectedly, this fast-moving mechanical life was silent for a long time.

This silence seems to represent, it also recognized Merlin's idea.

But this made Merlin even more curious.

If his guess is true, then the Department of Defense must have some things unknown to SHIELD, something that is enough for alien mechanical warriors to sell their lives for them...

Flying across the mountain is probably also aware of the existence of that thing, but it obviously is unwilling to disclose too much to Merlin.

So the question now is...

What is the hole card in the hands of the Ministry of National Defense?

Seeing closer and closer to his home, Merlin became more curious.

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Three days passed quickly. Under the direction of Fury, SHIELD's resources throughout North America began to deflect towards the strangely appearing source of mechanical life.

With the joint efforts of tens of thousands of manpower distributed in various regions, in the early morning of the third day, Merlin just finished running in the morning and received a call from Fury.

Things are already in sight.

"A team of military agents from the Department of Defense is now operating in the California area, which is a small town and not far from Los Angeles."

Fury said briefly on the phone:

"I have sent the specific address to your mailbox. I have checked this matter and ruled out all hidden dangers. This is a matter of SDOLD, so I will not interfere with your actions. I hope that after the matter is over Have a good result!"

"I try to give you a good result, Fury."

Merlin held the phone in one hand and put on the jacket in the other. He walked straight into his garage and said to Fury:

"But this is after all involved in the risky operation of another powerful department. Once the action of the Ministry of Defense is destroyed, I can't afford the anger of the professional war dealers. I hope you can also do a good job with the Ministry of Defense in advance. ready."

"Just tell me that I'm ready to do it."

Fury was a little dissatisfied, he said:

"I used to think that you were my subordinates, but now it seems that I, who always cleans up the mess for you, is like your subordinates... try to hold your hands as far as possible, and don't kill people unless necessary."

"I know."

Merlin hung up the phone and placed his hand in a special recess in the bridge in front of him.

At the next moment, the car completed the ignition within 1 second, urged the engine and blasted the throttle. Merlin sitting in the driver's seat felt like he was sitting on a sports car that was suddenly started. At this moment, he was pressed by the invisible force on the seat.

"Come on!"

Merlin said to the rushing out of the garage and flying over the mountain like a drift on the road:

"I know you are thrilled to get the information, but control the speed, don't scare other people, and don't forget your disguised identity."

Facing the slightly panicked Merlin, after a three-day rest in the garage, the sound of flying over the mountain urn replied:

"If you vomit, spit out...I'm your captive does not mean that I have no temper. If you spit on me, I will throw you out."

"Damn it!"

Merlin scolded, he said:

"A car on the earth, won't it run to such a high speed in the city...240 stepped! Slow down!"

"I must get to the California town as quickly as possible."

There was finally a trace of emotional fluctuations in the unemotional tone of the flying over the mountain. It said anxiously:

"B-127 is a good mechanical agent, but it is not good at fighting. I have identified your military weapons on your network. Those things may endanger its life. We have been dragging on for too long."

"Then don't take the high speed!"

Merlin patted the bridge and said to the flying mountain:

"If you don't want to make everyone well known, take the unobtrusive route and then go all the way to California."

"Oh... what you said makes sense."

Flying over the mountain at a speed of nearly 240 miles, he made a sharp turn and turned into a remote path. A projection also appeared in front of Merlin. On the map, the red line marked the shortest road from New York to Los Angeles.

Several seat belt-like things extended from the seat, tied around Mei Lin's body, and flew over the mountain and said:

"Sit firmly, Merlin..."

"The next four hours will be very bumpy."

After talking, the speed of this crazy black muscle car increased again, and Merlin felt like he was sitting on a flying black lightning. He turned his head to look out of the window. Even with the vision of the eyes, he could not see the scenery that was passing by.

He can't measure the specific speed, but from his perception, the speed of this car has definitely exceeded 400 miles. The most frightening thing is that this speed is still increasing.

Merlin felt like he was riding on a missile flying against the ground.

"Are you Cybertrons monsters?"

Merlin held the armrests of the seat with both hands. At this speed, any collision was fatal.

Fortunately, he does not need to worry about death.

Under the fate of flying over the mountains, after 4 hours and 22 minutes, Merlin arrived from New York on the east coast and reached the Los Angeles area on the west coast. He crossed the entire North American continent in less than half a day.

This speed reminded him of his experience of riding a dolphin from Maine to Florida in a coma a few years ago.

"Om"

The black muscle car covered with mud and dust had a fluttering tail and parked on a hillside outside a small town by the sea. The car door opened at this moment, and pale Merlin came out of the car.

His legs were a little soft, but his physical fitness was strong after all, and after taking a few deep breaths, Merlin's condition quickly recovered.

He stood on the hillside, looking towards the town in front of him.

It's a typical small American town, about 8 blocks in size, and it's lunch time, so there are not many people coming and going on the street. But on the street near the periphery of the town, Merlin saw something glaring in his sight.

Several desert gray military vehicles are parked outside a warehouse. On top of those vehicles are military weapon-grade heavy-duty small-caliber rapid-fire guns. Once this thing fires, it only takes a few seconds to completely destroy a house.

"It seems that the people of the Ministry of Defense intend to play really."

Merlin said ugly:

"They actually stopped this kind of thing in the residential area. It seems that no matter what we plan to do, those people will not easily let us succeed."

"It also shows that we arrived quite timely."

Behind Merlin, his black muscle car was accompanied by the low collision and combination of mechanical gears and parts. In a dazzling but full of technology, it quickly formed a 6-meter-high mechanical warrior.

Flying over the mountain in a prone stance, propping his body with his left arm, lying on the hillside, he used the information collector on his head to observe the small town in front of him. Said to Merlin:

"They shouldn't have found B-127, and I haven't found any signs of Decepticons nearby. This is good, this is an opportunity!"

"Do not."

Merlin shook his head. He reached out and knocked on the head decoration of the flying over the mountain, which was like a horn. He said:

"The most threatening warrior on the opponent's side is gone. I don't think it's a good thing. You are now in a state of disability. You can hold one. It is the limit. I will deal with one at most... We are weak and fly Crossing the mountain, before the operation, we must determine how many Decepticon fighters the Ministry of Defense has and where they are now."

"The best result is that we don't disturb anyone."

Merlin moved his finger, he said:

"Just find it in the Ministry of Defense and before Decepticons entered the war, find B-127, and then take it away."

"What you said makes sense."

Flying over the mountain for a moment, the big man said to Merlin:

"I'm too reckless. What should we do?"

"You look for clues in the town."

Merlin waved his finger:

"You rebel soldiers have means to connect with each other, right?"

Flying across the mountain nodded. Merlin hung a black communicator on his ear. He said to Flying across the mountain:

"Then you look for B-127. I will go to the military camps. If you find something, you can contact it through a communicator...you can access the signal of this thing, right?"

"Yes! It's not difficult to crack your communication signal."

Flying over the mountain is moving the body. Thousands of metal parts on its huge body are rapidly changing. In the process of transformation that is full of future technology, it has changed back to the shape of the car.

Under Merlin's gaze, the window of this car was slowly lowered, and in the shine of the light curtain, a vivid, virtual driver image appeared on the driver's seat.

It seems that these Cybertans are also very flexible, at least flying across the mountain will know that a driverless car will attract a lot of attention.

"let us go."

Merlin gave instructions in the communicator, and the virtual driver made by flying over the mountain waved toward Merlin, and then the car slowly started and drove towards the main road of the town.

Watching the disappearance of the mechanical warrior, a ray of light flashed in Merlin's eyes, accompanied by the body's black smoke, slowly dissipating in the air. Merlin looked at the temporary base in the warehouse and he said softly:

"Then let me find..."

"What kind of secrets are you, the cybertans, hiding on earth?"

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