As if he noticed the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, the pickup truck was speeding along the road. The air conditioning knob on the center console suddenly turned on its own, and the refrigeration function started at the same time. Soon, the compressor was running.
Next, wisps of cool air blew out from the air conditioner vents.
Feeling the rapidly dropping temperature in the car, Simmons was in a panic and was hesitating whether to jump out of the car. He couldn't help but be stunned.
If they were really Decepticons, they wouldn't be so "friendly"!
It seems that there is a high probability that this pickup truck is an Autobot!
"Hey man, where are you taking me?"
After feeling somewhat confident, Simmons tentatively asked.
He didn't expect the other party to answer him, but just as he finished speaking, a deep electronic male voice sounded in the car.
"The commander wants to see you!"
"commander?"
Simmons frowned and asked in confusion.
"Yes, he is the commander of our Autobots and the destroyer of the powerful and evil Megatron!"
The deep voice spoke loudly and in an passionate tone.
Simmons could clearly feel the deep respect and pride contained in this voice!
He finally confirmed the identity of the pickup truck and the person he was about to meet.
Just as he first thought, it was Chen Mo who sent the Autobot to pick him up!
This pickup truck is the weapons expert among the Autobots, Ironhide!
"It seems that my intuition is quite accurate!"
Simmons automatically ignored his subsequent random thoughts.
But Chen Mo is obviously a human, how could he become the "commander" of these Autobots?
Could it be that his true identity is also an alien?!
Simmons fell into his own wild and wild world of imagination again, unable to extricate himself.
Simmons also tried to get some information about Chen Mo from Tie Pi, but although Tie Pi looked carefree, he was very vigilant. No matter how Simmons tried to trick him, Tie Pi did not reveal any useful information to him.
Although Simmons was helpless, he still refused to give up. He kept trying again and again, chatting with Tiepi in a roundabout way.
Tiepi happened to be bored, so he didn't mind him and responded to him from time to time to give him face. Of course, Tiepi never mentioned anything involving Chen Mo and some secrets.
While Simmons and Ironhide were chatting away, the pickup truck sped along. After nearly two hours, the car finally drove off the road and entered an industrial area.
As the pickup truck moved forward, Simmons looked at the surrounding scene and couldn't help but frowned. This place looked familiar to him!
When the pickup truck drove through a rusty steel gate into an abandoned factory compound overgrown with weeds and with cracked cement, Simmons finally recognized it.
Isn't this where he found the remains of the Decepticon "Roadblock" body?
How did this Autobot bring him here?
Just when Simmons was full of doubts, the pickup truck did not stop, but went straight through the yard and drove into the huge abandoned factory building inside.
As soon as he entered, Simmons' eyes were filled with darkness.
Although this factory has been abandoned for a long time, and the steel frames supporting the walls and roof are also rusty, the structure is very complete. The solid cement walls and steel roof completely cover the entire factory. Only they
Sunlight shines in through the factory door and the few ventilation windows high up on the walls on both sides, making the entire factory environment very dark.
However, Simmons quickly adapted to the light in the factory and began to look through the car window.
The last time he came here, his main focus was on the Decepticon corpses in the open space outside. He had sent his men to search this factory, but this was his first time coming in.
This factory building is very large and spacious. The original equipment inside has been cleared out long ago, and now it looks very empty. The entire factory building can be seen at a glance.
After the pickup truck came in, it did not stop, but went straight across the entire factory building and came to the closed steel gate at the innermost part.
The two rusty steel doors were tightly closed, and mottled writing could be faintly seen on them.
Judging from the incomplete handwriting, this should be a warehouse inside the factory. It is located at the innermost side of the factory. Next to the warehouse door, a rusty iron ladder leads to the warehouse wall.
On the second floor, there should be an office or something like that.
Just as Simmons was sizing up the environment in front of him and analyzing it in his mind, the iron warehouse door facing them in front of the pickup truck suddenly slid open to both sides, revealing the pitch-black interior.
space.
Under Simmons' surprised gaze, the pickup truck passed directly through the gate, drove in, and then stopped directly in the darkness.
The door behind him also slowly closed again immediately after the pickup truck drove in, and the entire space instantly became dark!
Just when Simmons was a little confused because of the dark environment around him, he suddenly felt a slight vibration on the ground, and then a feeling of weightlessness when riding in the elevator came. Simmons couldn't help but nervously held the hand beside him.
Turning on the car door handle, he opened his eyes hard, trying to see something in the darkness.
Soon, with another slight vibration, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared. At the same time, a burst of soft white light suddenly lit up the surroundings, instantly dispelling the originally oppressive darkness.
In this not dazzling white light, Simmons looked up, only to find that he was not in the abandoned warehouse he originally thought, but in a neat and square room like a garage, with all the walls around it.
It is the original gray color of the cement, and it looks like it has just dried.
Just as Simmons stretched his head and looked around, on the wall facing the front of the car, two steel doors were quietly and slowly opening to the left and right.
Different from the rusty old iron doors he had seen before, the two doors in front of Simons now were brand new, flat and heavy, shining with a silver metallic luster under the soft light.
As the door opened, a huge underground space that was completely different from the abandoned factory he had seen before was revealed in front of Simmons.
It was still a gray cement wall that seemed to have just dried, but it was as smooth as if it had been carefully polished. Moreover, the height here was much higher than he imagined. The ceiling was at least ten meters high from the ground, not much more.
Supported by square cement pillars, the entire space looks grand, broad and very neat.