Chapter 904

It seems that he noticed the sweat on his forehead. The pickup truck was speeding along the road. The air conditioner knob on the center console suddenly turned itself. The refrigeration function started at the same time. Soon, under the operation of the compressor, a stream of cool air blew out from the air outlet of the air conditioner.

Feeling the rapidly falling temperature in the car, Simmons was in a panic and hesitated to jump.

If it were a Decepticon, it would not be so "friendly"!

It seems that the probability of this pickup being a Autobot is quite high!

"Hey, man, where are you taking me?"

After he had some idea, Simmons asked tentatively.

He didn't expect the other side to answer him, but just as his voice fell, a low electronic male voice sounded in the car.

"The commander wants to see you!"

"Commander?"

Asked Simmons, frowning and wondering.

"Yes, he is the commander of our Autobots and the destroyer of the powerful and evil Megatron!"

Said the low voice in a high voice.

Simmons can clearly feel the deep reverence and pride contained in this voice!

He finally confirmed the identity of the pickup and the person he was about to meet.

As he first thought, it was Chen Mo who sent this Autobot to pick him up!

This pickup truck is the weapon expert among the Autobots, tin!

"It seems that my intuition is quite accurate!"

Simmons automatically ignored his later thoughts.

But Chen Mo is clearly a human being. How could he become the "commander" of these Autobots?

Is his real identity an alien?!

Simmons was once again caught in a world of his own wild imagination, unable to extricate himself.

Simmons has also tried to get Chen Mo's message out of the tin mouth, but although the tin looks careless, it has strong vigilance. No matter how Simmons talks, the tin doesn't give him any useful information.

Although Simmons was helpless, he still refused to give up. He tried again and again, and chatted with the tin.

Iron sheet is just idle and boring, but it doesn't bother him. It's still a face to face response to him from time to time. Of course, all the contents related to Chen Mo and some secrets are not mentioned.

In the middle of the chat between Simmons and tin, the pickup truck sped all the way. Nearly two hours later, it finally drove off the road and into an industrial area.

As the pickup truck moved forward, Simmons looked around at the scene, and couldn't help frowning. He was familiar with this place!

When the pickup truck drove through a rusty steel gate into an abandoned factory yard with weeds and cracked cement, Simmons finally recognized it.

Isn't this where he found the remains of the Decepticon roadblock?

How did the Autobot bring him here?

When Simmons was full of doubts, the pickup truck did not stop, but went directly through the yard and into the huge abandoned factory inside.

As soon as he came in, Simmons was in the dark.

Although the plant has been abandoned for a long time, and the steel frame supported by the walls and roof is also rusty, but the structure is very complete. The solid cement wall and steel roof completely cover the whole plant. Only the gate of the plant they came in and the few ventilation windows on the walls on both sides have sunlight projecting in, and the environment of the whole plant is very dark.

But Simmons quickly adapted to the light in the factory and looked through the window.

When he came last time, his main energy was on the Decepticon corpse in the open space. He sent his men to search the workshop, but he came in for the first time.

The space of this workshop is very large and spacious. The original equipment inside has been emptied for a long time. At this time, it seems very empty, and the situation of the whole workshop can be seen at a glance.

After the pickup truck came in, it didn't stop, but went straight across the whole workshop and came to the most closed steel gate.

The two steel gates, which were also full of rust, were closed tightly, and the mottled handwriting could be seen faintly on them.

From the incomplete handwriting, it should have been a warehouse inside the workshop, which is located at the innermost side of the workshop. Beside the warehouse gate, a rusty iron ladder clings to the wall of the warehouse and leads to the second floor, which should be the office and other places.

While Simmons was looking at the environment in front of him and doing analysis in his heart, the iron warehouse gate facing them in front of the pickup suddenly slid slowly to both sides, revealing a dark space inside.

In Simmons' surprised eyes, the pickup went straight through the gate, drove in, and then stopped directly in the dark.Behind the door also in the pickup drive in and then slowly closed again, the whole space suddenly became a pitch black!

When Simmons was a little confused because of the dark environment around him, he suddenly felt a slight shock on the ground, and then a sense of weightlessness came from taking the elevator. Simmons could not help but nervously hold the door handle around him, try to open his eyes, try to see something from the dark.

Soon, with another slight vibration, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared. At the same time, a soft white light suddenly brightened around, dispelling the original depressing dark moment.

In this not dazzling white light, Simmons looked up and found that he was not in the abandoned warehouse he thought, but in a neat and square room like a garage. The walls around him were all gray with original cement, which seemed to have just dried out.

While Simmons was looking around with his head outstretched, he was facing the wall at the front of the car. Two steel gates were quietly opening to the left and right.

Different from those rusty old iron doors, these two gates in front of Simmons are brand-new, flat and thick, shining silver metallic luster in soft light.

With the opening of the gate, a huge underground space, different from the abandoned factory buildings he had seen before, appeared in front of Simmons.

It is still the gray cement wall that seems to have just dried out, but it is as smooth as it is after careful polishing, and the height here is much higher than he imagined. The ceiling is at least ten meters away from the ground. Under the support of a few square cement pillars, the whole space is magnificent, broad and very neat.