"Smithson, Aviation Museum!"

The next morning, Sam, Simon and Carly took a bus to the location of Tianhuo, but when Sam was standing in front of the museum, Sam became a little ups and downs.

"Are you sure it's here? It doesn't look very good!" Sam stood at the entrance of the museum, looking at the staff in groups of three or three, and whispered to Simon.

"Don't worry, although I analyzed it from a few words, the reliability is definitely more than 90%, and I took this!" Simon said, taking out a password box from the trunk of the Hornet, and then opening it out an instrument that looked like radiation detection.

"What is this?" Sam looked at the things in Simon's hand full of curiosity and surrounded the Carly instrument.

"Special energy detector, this thing can detect the energy reaction between the Autobot and the Decepticon!"

Simon had only one button on the detector in his hand, and he pressed the button on the bumblebee. Then the pointer on the detector changed a little, and finally stayed on the number 664.

"664 Hera, it seems that your mount still has a long way to go. You should know that when we were doing research for that big guy in our seventh zone, the frozen Megatron had the energy reaction of thousands of Herra!" Simon showed the instrument to Sam, then shook his head and smiled.

"Megatron is the leader of the Decepticon, and it is inevitable that he is better than Bumblebee." After saying this, Sam said with a little depressed look again; "But what's the use? Megatron and Optimus Prime are not the opponent of the aliens. Bumblebee can't change anything even if it has thousands of herra's energy!"

As Sam was deflated, Carly, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but lower her head. The shock that Qin Hui gave her that day was too strong, which made her unable to resist until now.

Looking at Sam and the other two's depressed mood, Simon put down the instrument in his hand, put his hand on Sam's shoulder, and said seriously. "Listen to boy, I know you are in a very unhappy mood now, but I want to sue you. I'm here to take private jobs this time. If we don't do anything, my seventh district will be disbanded. Can you imagine how I'm laid off?"

"But is it useful for us to do this? I mean what if the alien doesn't leave after getting the counter? Let him do whatever he wants?" Sam looked at the museum that was so close to him, and now he was a little afraid of the upcoming discovery.

"Strength is just a means of diplomacy. Sometimes communication can have better effects than force. Keep your heart in your stomach. Things are not as bad as you think. At least we are still alive, right?"

Simon smiled at Sam, then took the lead and walked towards the museum.

The Smithsonian Aviation Museum is an open building in Washington. You can find all the aircraft styles of human history here. Whether it is the earliest spiral aircraft or the bomber from World War II, this is a treasure land that has been preserved by history, allowing you to appreciate the development history of aircraft and the ladder of human progress.

The museum is full of old aircraft, bombers, fighters, fighters, and civil aviation aircraft. Some aircraft are older than Sam and the combined three of them. Hundreds of aircraft are placed in one place, which makes people feel dazzled.

"It's so big! How can we find so many planes?" Looking at the planes one after another, Sam walked around the place and whispered in a striking manner.

"Are you in a hurry?" Simon, who was wearing a suit and sunglasses, asked in a puzzled tone for Sam's words.

"No, I'm not in a hurry!" Although Sam didn't adjust what Simon meant, he still answered.

"That's fine. There are hundreds of planes here, and there is a warehouse behind it, with thousands of old planes flying in there, all of which were eliminated by the United States. My detector's effective range is two meters. We need to screen each one in front of these big guys. If nothing unexpected happens, we will never go anywhere today!"

"All day! No, don't you know there are Transformers here!" Sam was shocked after hearing the number of the day and asked in disbelief.

"Work work. We know that there are deformable planes here, and we also know that the owner of this plane is called Tianhuo. But we don't know what he looks like. After all, all we get is information!" Simon nodded affirmatively, then picked up the detector in his hand, and without saying a word, he crossed a guardrail and came to the separated civil aviation aircraft.

The three of them searched one after another, and after searching for more than half an hour, their sneaky appearance finally aroused others' suspicion.

I saw a tourist who came to visit, after watching the three of them for a while, secretly reported the three of them as thieves stealing things to the security guard in the museum.

"Dangdangdangdang... Come down quickly, what are you doing? This is a museum, not your home!"

A security guard in a white shirt, holding a baton in his hand, knocking on the stone pillar beside him, calling Simon, who was climbing onto a fighter plane hanging in the air, back to reality.

At this time, Simon stood on an old-fashioned plane, climbing up while constantly aiming the detector in his hand at the fighter plane hanging in the air.

"Get down quickly, before I get angry, otherwise I will pull you down and kick you hard!" The security guard looked at Simon who was unmoved, pushed Sam away and headed towards the plane, trying to catch Simon.

"Kick my ass!" After already knowing that the plane hanging in the air was not the Tianhuo he was looking for, Simon stopped climbing and stood on the fuselage of the plane below, and asked the security guard with a smile, "By the way, can you tell me what size shoes you wear!"

"Shoes! I think you have lived enough!" Although the security guard was not strong, he seemed to have a bad temper. As Simon said, the security guard was furious and raised the baton in his hand and thought to throw it away.

"Don't move, man! If I were you, I would take back the broken stick and then lie on the ground obediently!" Simon shouted softly, took out a pistol from the suit around his waist, and looked at the person in front of him jokingly.

"Uh..." Looking at the weapon in Simon's hand, the security guard slowly took back the baton in his hand after hesitating, and then carefully lay on the ground.

"Don't be arrogant, you don't have a gun here!" The security guard lay on the ground, holding his head with his hands, but he still said rebelliously.

"Is that true! Not only do I have a gun, but I also have this!" Simon jumped off the old plane a few times, took out a small black book in Sam's envious eyes and threw it in front of the security guard.

"Look, this is the unscrupulous and lawless badge. If I want to, I can use this to keep you from your whole life!"

The security guard looked at the little black book that was thrown in front of him, picked it up in confusion, and whispered as written on it; "The Special Head of the Seventh District, Simon Senior Investigator of the Homeland Security Bureau, and Special Researcher on Security Issues in the United States of America!"

"My name is Simon. Now, on the grounds of national security, I ask you to block the museum and not let unrelated people disturb me! This matter is related to state secrets. I think you are willing to work for the government!" Simon snatched his ID from the security guard and said with a smile.

"No, no problem... I have always wanted to serve the country, but it is too difficult for civil servants to take the exam, so I took the lead and became a security guard and served the people instead!" The security guard with an excited face immediately jumped up from the floor, and while dancing, he ran towards the gate, obviously he was going to clean up tourists.

"You are abusing your power!" Sam looked at Simon with a proud look on his face, glanced at the running security guard, and said stutteringly.

"It can be understood this way, but this is why I cherish this job very much! Otherwise, once the seventh district is disbanded, I will be the one lying on the ground!" Simon shrugged, obviously accustomed to the abuse of power.

The three of them kept searching. At noon, each of them ate a burger bought by the security guard and started checking one by one again.

"Didi..."

"Wait, there's a reaction, there's a reaction!" Just as Simon passed by a black bomber, the originally stationary Zhu's pointer suddenly turned and suddenly stopped at the position of 980.

"980 Herra, this is the Transformer I have seen with the highest reading except Megatron and Optimus Prime!" Simon walked towards the black bomber more than ten meters long step by step, gently brushed his hand over the fuselage, and finally saw the Decepticon logo on the abdomen of the plane.

"This is the Decepticon's logo, not the Autobot!" Sam said with an ugly expression on his face as he looked at the familiar logo in front of him.

"Decepticon, Autobot! Is there any difference now? You must know that not only Optimus Prime is dead, but also Megatron, the leader of Decepticon, is also dead. What we need now is cooperation!" Simon sighed, then knocked heavily on the nose of the plane and shouted, "Tianhuo, is it you? We are Decepticon friends, please answer when you hear it."

It was quiet around, Sam and Carly held their breath, while Simon hit the bomber in front of him one after another, repeating the name Decepticon loudly.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes passed, but the bomber in front of him still did not respond.

"It seems that it is really sleeping, or it may be dead!" Simon said helplessly at the unresponsive bomber.

"Die! The robot will die!" Sam took a few steps forward and looked at the bomber in front of him in disbelief.

"Who knows! But he didn't respond. Although the energy reading was still there, I don't know what was going on!" Simon finished speaking, cursing the Decepticon while kicking the plane a few times, venting his dissatisfaction.

"Who is kicking me! Where did the mistress come from? I don't know I'm retired and not participating in the battle anymore!" Just as Simon and his men turned around and were about to leave, a human sound suddenly came from the huge bomber. Then, with the sound of a crack, the plane changed a little as the parts fell off, and turned into a robot with a crutch.

"Look out your identity quickly. I just heard someone talking about the Decepticon's name. Who sent you? Can't I stay here quietly even after retirement?"

The robot looked angry and his body was rusty. With the crutches turned into a plane's landing gear in his hand, anyone who saw it would think it was an old Transformer.

"I am Tianhuo, the most legendary Transformers Tianhuo under the leader. You need to remember, remember my eternal glory as the sun!" Tianhuo shook his slightly heavy head. Long live his life this year. He has experienced the glorious period of the Supremes, the chaos of Cyborg, the birth of a new leader, and the death of the old leader.

In the history of Transformers, Tianhuo left a deep mark. Although he is old now, his potholes, bullet-covered body, and hideous weapons after his transformation are still telling the glorious years of his master's past.

"It's so uncomfortable to live here. The air is humid and the maintenance is poor, which makes me rust! Who told me that this is the best aviation museum? I must kill him and kill this liar!"

Tianhuo shook his head in the museum and said, as he said, sparks scattered on his body from time to time, and combined with his old body, he felt dilapidated.

"I think the museum will be angry this time!" Looking at Tianhuo walking outward, Sam whispered to Simon and the others.

As the sky fire recovered, the entire museum suffered a great disaster. The sky fire kept roaring and walked outward. Many planes were smashed by him with the crutches in his hand.

"I haven't seen the sun for a long time, is it twenty or fifty years? It's really unforgivable that they didn't take me out to bask in the sun!" Tianhuo directly knocked open the wall of the museum and came to the lawn outside the museum.

"My butt is so itchy. My line has failed!" Tianhuo stood on the lawn with a cane, grabbed the back of his butt with both hands, and pulled a piece of armor off his body.

"Tianhuo, where are you going? We have something to talk to you now!" Looking at Tianhuo walking out, Sam and his friends chased him out and shouted.

"Talk! What to talk about! I still have something to do, right, is the robot still fighting a civil war?" Tianhuo stopped and roared loudly at Sam behind him.

"No, I won't fight anymore!" Looking at the somewhat nervous Tianhuo, Sam couldn't help but take two steps back.

"No civil war anymore! What's going on? Did the Decepticon win the victory, or did both sides suffer losses? It's impossible, it's impossible that the Autobot won, there are not many powerful characters in the Autobot! By the way, who is the leader of the Decepticon now?" Every few steps Tianhuo took, parts fell off. As he said, he was too old and should retire.

"No one won. Now the Decepticons and the Autobots have a standstill, and they are fighting against their common enemy. The Decepticon's leader is Megatron, and the Autobots' leader is Optimus Prime, but they are all dead and killed by aliens!" Sam said repeatedly, but the words he said made Tianhuo's face change drastically.

"Everything is dead! Megatron's child is dead too! What's going on? Where did the aliens come from? How did he kill the two leaders? What were the Transformers doing? Are they just watching their leaders being killed? These bastards, how long have I been resting, and why has this world become like this? Is there no Tianhuo, and Transformers fallen into depravity!"

Tianhuo roared loudly, and I don’t know if the engine was broken. As Tianhuo roared, black smoke continued to spray out from his mouth, mixed with sporadic sparks.

"Bang..." Just as Tianhuo roared loudly, an open parachute suddenly appeared behind him. The huge parachute suddenly opened and pulled Tianhuo to the ground under the blow of the wind.

"Damn it!" Tianhuo fell to the ground, and the crutches in his hand kept hitting the lawn, and said angrily; "My thruster is broken. I have lived for so long and have never been as embarrassed as today! I am Tianhuo, and I am a legend in Cybertron that no one can deny. I have killed more than a dozen Autobots in a single fight, and my reputation resounds throughout the entire universe. Except for the Supreme, I don't care about anyone who fights alone!"

"Wait, you say Supreme, do you know the Supreme language?" Sam asked excitedly as he heard Tianhuo's words.

"Of course, I know the language of the Supreme, because I am the most legendary robot below the Supreme! Of course, I used to be..." Tianhuo said, and the pride on his face gradually faded, because he is too old now and no longer has the courage he used to be.

The hero is bound to see his head white. Now Tianhuo has reached the last moment of his life. Although he said that he is raising an elderly person in the museum, everyone present knows that Tianhuo is just waiting for his death in the museum. But he is born with pride and does not allow his current appearance to be known by outsiders, because he is Tianhuo and a legend...

"There are many symbols in my glasses that can guide us and find clues to the resurrection of Optimus Prime and others, but now Transformers are all young generations, and they don't recognize such symbols!"

Sam took a dagger from Simon's body, and then carved it on the lawn destroyed by the sky fire without saying a word.

"These are all. As long as we know what this is, we can find the things that resurrect Optimus Prime and Megatron!" After a while, Sam drew more than twenty special symbols like ghost drawings on the ground.

"This is... this is the language of the supreme. I recognize them. This is the command given to me by the Fallen Vajra, looking for that strange thing!" Looking at the symbols on the ground, Tianhuo's huge body half-squatted on the ground.
Chapter completed!