"Do you think your radical compatriots will change their personalities overnight and truly cooperate with certain human organizations?"

On the way back to Hell's Kitchen from the S.H.E.D. office building, Merlin said to his silent car:

"Also, don't you say that with the earth's technological level, you can't even discover your behavior of entering the database? You were almost exposed just now, and it will also implicate me."

"Any secret matter is discovered by the alert guards for the first time, there will be no secrets."

Flying over the mountain, she ran on the New York Avenue with Merlin, and replied:

"It must be your agents who intercepted the signal clips of the Decepticons when they collected information on the Internet and followed the map to search for the horse. Those Decepticons are not professional Cybertron mechanical agents, and their style is more like a group of barbaric warriors. But I don't think they will put carbon-based creatures on the same position as themselves."

"If they are really working with your fellow countrymen, then I think you should start to worry about the safety of your fellow countrymen's lives."

Faced with the warning of mechanical life, Merlin nodded.

If the mechanic who has released goodwill to him now is true, then the agents and soldiers of the Ministry of Defense are obviously being led by the Decepticon hidden on the earth.

But as a secret agent, Merlin doesn't think about things only from one aspect.

He leaned against the driver's seat of a fast-moving black muscle car, and after a few minutes he spoke:

"There is still a possibility!"

"Um?"

Flying across the mountains asked with a metal voice that lacks emotion:

"What?"

“I mean, you’re thinking about problems in a way that mechanical life is dominant.”

Merlin looked at the scenery flashing outside the window and said softly:

"But what if you change the angle? Maybe the Decepticons are not playing any conspiracy, maybe the dominant position in this matter is the human beings you despise?"

"What if the Ministry of Defense has something that threatens the Decepticons, or something they need to get in urgent need? Then it is probably not us who are led by the nose, but your fellow radical madmen."

Merlin closed his eyes and whispered:

"Don't underestimate the methods of a group of professional soldiers who deal with war. In your opinion, the Decepticons are playing with humans, but we cannot ignore the second type of Decepticons who may suddenly start to move, just the 'new weapons' of those soldiers who are trying to control new forces?"

"If the Ministry of Defense is also looking for b-127, then according to you, the soldiers are going to deal with a hidden, best mechanical agent in the Cybertron Rebel Army. Then their best way to find the soldiers who are most familiar with you."

"Um"

Merlin pondered for a few seconds, and he said:

"I'll describe it in another way that those Decepticons may just be the 'mercenaries' of the Ministry of Defense."

Faced with Merlin's subversive speculation, Flying Over Mountain should have refuted it, but unexpectedly, this mechanical life that was moving rapidly remained silent for a long time.

This silence seems to represent, and it also recognizes Merlin's ideas.

But this made Merlin even more curious.

If his guess comes true, then the Ministry of Defense must have some things that SHIELD doesn't know, something that is enough to make alien mechanics work for them.

Flying over the mountain is likely to know the existence of that thing, but it is obviously unwilling to reveal too much to Merlin.

So the problem now is

What is the trump card in the hands of the Ministry of Defense?

As he was getting closer and closer to his home, Merlin became more and more curious.

Three days passed quickly, and under Fury's instructions, SHIELD's resources throughout North America began to deflect towards the strangely appearing signal sources of mechanical life.

With the joint efforts of tens of thousands of people distributed in various regions, Merlin, who had just finished the morning run, received a call from Fury in the early morning of the third day.

Things are already in sight.

"A military agent team 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 concisely on the phone:

"I have sent the specific address to your email address to find out this matter and eliminate all hidden dangers. This is the duty of sl.d., so I will not interfere with your actions. I hope there will be a good result after the matter is over!"

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

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

"But this is an adventure in another powerful department after all. Once the operations of the Ministry of Defense are destroyed, I can't afford the anger of those professional war dealers. I hope you can also be prepared to argue with the Ministry of Defense in advance."

"Just just say that I'm ready to take the blame."

Fury's tone was a little dissatisfied, he said:

"I always thought you were my subordinates, but now it seems that I, who always cleaned up the mess for you, try to stop as much as possible, and don't kill anyone until necessary."

"I know."

Merlin hung up the phone and placed his hand in a special groove on the driver's bridge in front of him.

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

"Be at ease!"

Merlin hedged out of the garage and flew over the mountain quickly like drifting on the road:

"I know you're excited to get the message, but control your speed, don't scare others, and don't forget your disguised identity."

Facing Merlin, who was a little panicked, he answered in a muffled voice after resting in the garage for three days:

"If you want to vomit, I'm your prisoner. It doesn't mean I have no temper. If you vomit on me, I'll throw you out."

"Damn!"

Merlin cursed and said:

"The car on Earth will not run to such a high speed of 240 in the city! Slow down!"

“I have to get to the small town of California as fast as possible.”

There was finally a hint of emotional fluctuation in the tone that lacked emotions over the mountain. It said a little anxiously:

"B-127 is a good mechanical agent, but it's not good at fighting. I've identified your military weapons on your network, those things that could endanger its life, and we've been dragging it for too long."

"Then don't go on the highway!"

Meilin patted the bridge and said to Feishan:

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

"Oh what you said makes sense."

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

Several things like seat belts extended out of the seat, tied to Merlin's body, flew over the mountain and said in a deep voice:

"Sit firmly, Merlin"

“The next 4 hours will be very bumpy.”

After saying that, the speed of the crazy black muscle car increased again, and Merlin felt like he was sitting on a speeding black lightning bolt. He turned his head and looked out the window. Even with the perception of spiritual vision, he could no longer see the scenery passing by.

He could not calculate the specific speed, but judging from his perception, the speed of this car has definitely exceeded 400 miles. The most terrifying thing is that this speed is still increasing.

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

"Are you Cybertans all monsters?"

Merlin held the handrail of the seat with both hands. At this speed, any collision would be fatal.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to worry about death.

After flying over the mountains for 4 hours and 22 minutes, Merlin arrived from New York on the East Coast to the Los Angeles area on the West Coast. In less than half a day, he spanned the entire North American continent.

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

"Buzz"

The black muscle car, covered with mud and dust, swung its tail with a flowing tail and parked on a hillside outside a small town by the sea. The door opened at this moment, and the pale face of Merlin walked out of the car.

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

He stood on this hillside and looked at the town in front of him.

It was a typical small American town, about 8 blocks in size, and it was lunch time, so there were not many people coming and going on the street. But on the street near the outer side of the town, Merlin saw some eye-catching things in his spiritual vision.

Several desert gray military vehicles were parked outside a warehouse, and on the roofs of those vehicles were equipped with heavy small-caliber rapid-fire cannons of military weapons. Once this thing fired, it only took a few seconds to completely destroy a house.

"It seems that the people from the Ministry of Defense are planning to play the real thing."

Merlin said with an ugly expression:

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

"This also means we came in time."

Behind Merlin, his black muscle car quickly formed a 6-meter-high mechanical warrior with the low collision and combination of mechanical gears and parts in a dazzling but technological form.

Flying over the mountain in a lying position, supporting his body with his only left arm, lying on this small hillside, it used the information collector on its head to observe the town ahead. After a while, it said to Meilin in a muffled voice:

"They probably haven't found the b-127 yet, and I haven't found any traces of the Decepticon nearby. This is great, this is an opportunity!"

"No."

Merlin shook his head, and he reached out and knocked the head decoration that looked like a cow's horn flying across the mountain, he said:

"The most threatening warrior on the opponent is gone. I don't think this is a good thing. You are now disabled, and being able to hold on to one is the limit. At most, I will only deal with one of us lack strength and fly over the mountain. Before the action, we must determine how many Decepticon warriors the Ministry of Defense has and where they are now."

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

Merlin moved his fingers and said:

"After the Ministry of Defense discovery and before the Decepticons join the war, find the b-127 and take it away."

"What you said makes sense."

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

"I'm too reckless. So how should we act?"

"You go to the town to find clues."

Merlin waved her finger:

"You rebel soldiers have a means of contacting each other, right?"

Flying over the mountain nodded, Merlin hung a black communicator on his ear, and he said to Flying over the mountain:

"Then you go find b-127, I'll go to the camps of those soldiers. If you find it, please contact the signal that you can access this thing through the communicator, right?"

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

Flying over the mountains, the body moved, and thousands of metal parts on its huge body changed rapidly, and in the process of changing with a sense of futuristic technology, it changed back to the form of a car.

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

It seems that these Cybertrons are also very versatile. At least you can fly over a mountain and know that a driverless car will attract a lot of attention.

"Action."

Merlin issued an order in the communicator, and the virtual driver who flew over the mountain waved at Merlin, and then the car slowly started and drove towards the main road of the town.

Watching the mechanical warrior disappear, a light flashed in Merlin's eyes, accompanied by the black smoke that slowly dissipated in the air. Merlin looked at the temporary base in the warehouse and said softly:

"Then let me find it."

"What kind of secrets do you Cybertans hide on the earth?"
Chapter completed!