After a "deeply friendly" exchange, I flew over the mountain to continue restarting the memory database for Bumblebee.
This life is very difficult.
It is difficult to do this at least in a mine where there is no work.
To restart a Cybertron's central processor and memory database, there must be an external energy source that is powerful enough to ensure that the restarted Cybertron will not die due to lack of energy during the shutdown to restart.
The problem is that, now being pursued by two Decepticons and a group of heavily armed soldiers, Merlin has difficulty getting a source of energy that meets the requirements.
Finally, you have to take a risk when flying over the mountain.
It decides to use itself as the external energy source.
But this means that it cannot execute Bumblebee's restart program in person, and Merlin has his own plans and plans, so this work can only be left to Charlie.
"When I was at home, I restarted your program with lightning."
Merlin held a black, thick cable. While connecting the cable into the energy interface on the chest that flew over the mountain, he said to the cold big guy:
"Maybe we should try again. Give me some time and it's not difficult to lure a lightning bolt."
"The energy of lightning is too violent."
Flying over the mountain, he shook his head decorated with red horns, and said in a muffled voice:
"Restarting my program on a rainy night is really a blessing. According to logical judgment, based on my physical condition at that time, when the lightning fell, I had 89.6% of the chances of death on the spot. I can only say that I was very lucky at that time."
It glanced at the bumblebee who was chatting with Charlie on the ignorant language clips beside it was chatting with the bumblebee on the radio. It shook its head.
The mechanic warrior whispered:
"I can't bet on the life of my fellow countrymen to bet on that slightest danger probability."
"Click, click"
With two light sounds, the black cable was fixed to the energy output interface flying over the mountain. Merlin looked back at Charlie, who also connected the cable.
"Did you remember the operation process clearly?"
Merlin moved his fingers and said to Charlie:
"You said you can repair cars? I usually like to repair cars when I am idle. Now it's time to test your repair skills, little girl."
"Don't call me little girl!"
Charlie whispered:
"Call me, Charlie, you are not a few years older than me! In addition, I can repair cars, but this thing in front of me"
Charlie looked at the dense cables and chips on the bumblebee's chest and said in fear:
"No matter how you look at it, it's different from a car. If we make a mistake, they will be dead."
"hey-hey."
Merlin stretched out her finger and attracted Charlie's gaze to him, and he said to Charlie:
"Let's relax and don't put pressure on yourself. The more pressure you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes. Treat them as two slightly more complicated cars."
He looked into Charlie's eyes and said:
"Actually, if you really treat Bumblebee as a friend, then I think you should be confident in this matter if you don't want your friend to die at your hands."
"Hey! That's not helpful at all!"
Charlie screamed:
"I'm more nervous now, okay?"
"All right."
Merlin shrugged, he smiled at Charlie, and he said:
"But there is no time for you to adapt now, rookie recruit, let's start!"
"Bang"
The moment the words were finished, Merlin kicked the energy interface flying over the mountain. The next moment, the heavy, blue energy was connected to the hornet's energy compartment along the black cable.
"At least you can say it in advance!"
Charlie waved a wrench a little crazy, and she lay on the bumblebee's chest and began to twist the screws quickly.
Meilin stood on his chest flying over the mountain, watching the girl busy with ease.
Charlie's little face, who was in work, was full of seriousness and no longer had her usual rebellious behavior. Her meticulous action of twisting the screws made Merlin nod.
This child has a good personality. As long as she is lucky, she will definitely have a bright future.
"Didi"
Merlin's cell phone suddenly rang at this moment. He glanced at the number, then turned around and turned into black mist and disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the entrance of the mine.
"Colson? Where are you?"
Merlin said:
“Is the ‘cargo’ still safe?”
"I've arrived."
On the other side of the phone, Colson and Melinda, who were driving Lora, were driving around the streets of the seaside town. The guy wearing sunglasses and suits looked at the people on the street who were being evacuated by soldiers, and lowered his voice and said to Melin:
"The situation here looks bad, long, I mean, boss."
“Which business we encountered is not bad?”
Merlin looked at the sky and said:
"Put the 'goods' into the warehouse, I'll have a meal with you later. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay, boss, it's not hard, you can make money, it's all like this."
Colson politely said, then hung up the phone.
What he and Merlin said were code words, because within the scope of this small town, all communication signals were likely to be monitored by the hidden Decepticons.
In such a situation where both sides are in a hidden state, necessary vigilance is necessary.
Merlin does not need to meet with his subordinates, as this will increase the chance of being discovered. For him, it is impossible for Bumblebee to restart the data that has been hidden in this mine.
Fei Yueshan said that the restart of Bumblebee's data is a long process and may last for several hours.
In this case, taking the initiative to attack and pulling away the Decepticon is the best choice.
Merlin looked at the watch and turned to the busy Charlie and said:
"Girl, I'm leaving here for you, it's time for me to leave."
"Um?"
The girl with a mecha mark on her face suddenly raised her head and looked at Merlin:
"No? You left me alone here, are you going to run away?"
"Escape?"
Merlin smiled, he pulled out his wand and said to Charlie:
"No! I'm going to see what those Decepticons are. Don't worry, only if I leave will you be truly safe. I will seal the mine, don't be afraid."
After saying that, Meilin stepped out of the mine, and his magic wand swung back, and a crushing spell fell on the rock above the mine.
The magic power injected by Merlin was very slight, and it only blew up the surface rocks of the mine, sealed the mine, and did not isolate the air circulation.
After all this, he raised his head and shared his vision with Raven Spirit Victor, the other side of the jet that was constantly cruising in the sky, and a blue painted gun helicopter hovered at low altitude.
Those are the two Decepticons.
They are very arrogant and have no intention of hiding their bodies. It seems that they are very confident in their own strength.
Merlin shook his head, "A good hunter, I like this kind of prey that lacks vigilance the most."
He picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Fury, who was far away in New York.
"Play music."
A few minutes later, a warship far away in the center of the Atlantic Ocean opened the communication channel, and the identification signal from flying over the mountains spread out in all directions.
Bait
It's in place.
—
"Um?"
A very familiar rebel identification signal suddenly appeared in the communication channel of the Decepticon members' "Bounce Ball" flying over a seaside town in California.
This made the rebound ball a little confused for a moment.
Didn’t it be agreed that the hidden b-127 is in this area? Didn’t it be said that there is only one resistance soldier here? Why is there another signal in the northwest?
This warrior who doesn't like to use his brain, but only likes to move fists and arson immediately asked his more "wisdom" companions:
"Hi, smash, have you received that signal?"
"certainly!"
A weird metal sound rang out in the communication channel.
The reason why it is said to be strange is that this sound is actually a female synthesized metal sound, that is, the Decepticon warrior called Crush is actually a rare female Cybertron.
She said to her stupid companion impatiently:
"Do you think I'm deaf? The signal is so obvious. It's obvious that the fools who have just landed on Earth are calling on their companions. Wait, isn't this a signal to fly over the mountain?"
Crushing in surprise:
"I thought it was dead on the edge of the galaxy? Did it survive?"
"It's dead!"
Bounce ball stubbornly said:
"I cut off its arm with my own hands and pierced its energy core. The damn Kris smashed the entire asteroid. You see with your own eyes. It could not have been flying over the mountain. It would have died long ago!"
"idiot!"
Crushing and scolding:
"Are you? You can tell if you go over and take a look? That place is not very far away."
"Why don't you go?"
The rebound ball called out angrily:
"Every time I do these dirty and tiring tasks! Your flight speed is faster, your radar is more advanced, right? Haha, now your advanced radar comes in handy, I will stay here to find the idiot B-127, you go and fly over the mountain."
"Wait, I think this is a trap."
Crushing said in a low and depressing voice:
"At this time, the signal suddenly appears, and it is not normal no matter how you look at it."
"So what?"
Bounce ball disapproved:
"So what if it's a trap? In this backward world, Decepticons are invincible! Are you afraid that those stupid carbon-based creatures will ambush you?"
"You stupid fool!"
Screaming anger:
"What I worry about is that there are other rebels hidden on the earth. We have found clues about Lord Megchuang. At this time, we cannot create troubles!"
"After all, you're just scared!"
Stubborn rebound ball stubbornly said:
"You won't go? Then I'll go!"
The blue-painted gun helicopter quickly changed direction and flew towards the signal source. After a few seconds, the faster jet fighter passed the slightly bulky gun helicopter and smashed it in the communication channel:
"Forget it, I'll go, you're too slow."
"It only takes 30 minutes for me to travel back and forth! If you stay here, call me whenever you encounter any situation. Do you understand?"
In the forest below, Meilin squatted on the branches. He watched the red plane fly away, and a smile appeared on his face. He reached out and took off his glasses and put them in his magic pocket. The next moment, his figure suddenly dissipated in the forest and drifted towards the sky.
On the other side, under the reefs of the seaside town, the place where the bumblebee once hid.
Colson and Melinda are moving several black boxes out of Lora's trunk, and they have found a flat area under the reef for new weapons to be assembled.
"This thing looks too small."
Colson squatted on the ground and opened the box, which contained a silver-white bracket and two silver-toned bullets that were only the size of his arm.
"Melinda, are you as amazing as Dr. Hall said?"
"I have no idea."
Melinda, wearing sunglasses, quickly typing on a computer, replied to the curious baby Colson:
"It's also my first time getting into this weapon. But we've seen it with our own eyes, a few years ago, Agent Patton used its prototype to make a one-stop in New York."
"So I think its power should not be exaggerated."
Melinda struck a line of code, and beside her, Colson quickly prepared a triangle launch platform.
This thing looks very similar to the small electromagnetic railgun used by Agent Patton a few years ago, but compared to the huge launch platform at that time, the updated railgun is smaller in size, with four slender rails looking like works of art rather than killing weapons.
But it is the most successful imitation of the Cris cruise missiles by Earth scientists so far.
"The boss is starting to act."
Colson looked at his watch and said to Melinda:
"Prepare to start capturing the target."
"Do you still need to capture?"
Melinda took off her glasses and glared at Colson, looking at the blue armed helicopter whizzing past her head, she said:
"Even blind people can see it. To be honest, how did these Decepticon idiots survive until now? They are fighting with their own tribes, so why are their vigilance so bad?"
"They aren't wary, Melinda."
Colson reached out to take out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on his face. He looked at the sky and whispered:
"They are natural giants, and it is their tradition to underestimate the ants crawling on the ground. Just like the Kerry people back then, they have power, far beyond our power, and naturally they can do whatever they want."
"Haha, what's right."
Melinda sneered, she reached out and pressed the start button, and she whispered:
"But the problem is, in this world, in those stories, the giants who were bitten to death by ants."
Chapter completed!