A luxury sedan is parked at the entrance of the Pentagon.
The car window rolled down and a man appeared in the car, hooking his fingers towards the guard at the door.
The guard saw the people in the car clearly and hurried over to salute: "Minister Keller, what are your instructions?"
The person sitting in the car was John Keller, the US Secretary of Defense.
"Who is the chief on duty today?" John Keller's voice was slightly hoarse.
"Major Danny Courtney."
"Call him over and I have something to tell him."
"Okay sir."
The guard hurried in, and soon a young and handsome major officer came out of the Pentagon and came to the car and asked respectfully: "Minister Keller, what are you asking for?"
"Have all the information analysts been invited?"
"Yes."
The car window was lowered, and two women and one man appeared in the car.
John Keller pointed to the people around him and said, "Take them in and give them passes and information analyst identification."
"But this does not comply with the regulations. Sir, we have not checked their origins yet." The major was a little embarrassed.
"If the regulations are met, I don't need to look for you... Young people, our country is in danger. For the sake of national safety, I need to take some special actions! The identities of these three people need to be kept confidential, and the verification work is
I personally take charge of it. Now all you need is to arrange another identity for them. Do you understand? This is a secret mission." John Keller's face was serious and his voice was low.
The young major pondered for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay, sir, I will do it as you told me. But I hope I can get a formal written order."
"It's ready for you." John Keller handed a document to the other party: "But I hope you understand that unless something goes wrong, it's better not to take it out."
The officer looked at the documents and the signature below and nodded: "I understand, sir, I hope everything goes well, God bless the United States."
"Then let it be, remember, this belongs to ***. Don't talk about this in front of anyone. I will remember you, young man, God bless the United States." The Secretary of Defense patted the officer on the shoulder and rolled the window on the car.
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Looking back at gentleness, John Keller's image has changed back to the appearance of a liquid metal terminator.
"Beautiful work, No. 1." said with a gentle smile.
Ten minutes later, Wenrou was standing in the conference hall of the Information Command Branch of the Ministry of National Defense, with an identity card on her chest, and behind her, You and Qu Yang were still standing.
The hall was filled with people, all of whom were freshly graduated from school.
Scan the audience and finally said gentlely: "I found her, the blonde one in the middle of the fourth row."
Looking along with a gentle gaze, a blonde girl came into view.
This woman is Transformers' No. 2 heroine, information analyst Maggie.
"How do you know it's her? She doesn't look like the original actor." Qu Yang asked.
"The clothes have not changed." Wen Rou replied indifferently, and the man had already walked forward.
Coming to Maggie, gentle and gentle to the young man sitting next to the girl, "Hey, can you give me your position?"
The young man was obviously stunned for a moment, and as his gentle pupils began to shine: "Oh, beauty, you can sit directly beside me."
"I prefer to change positions with you."
"Don't pay attention to her, Babu." Maggie next to her grabbed her partner and glared at her gentleness. Beauty works for men, but it doesn't work for women.
You walked over from behind and smiled at the young man named Babu: "How about sitting with me?"
Even if she does not use her charming ability, You, who has the magical bloodline, is naturally attractive to men, not to mention that she is also a beautiful woman with a particularly sexy figure.
The boy stared at You in a daze and finally stood up.
But he was soon disappointed.
Because Wenrou sat down with Maggie, then You sat on Wenrou's right hand. Just when Babu wanted to sit down, Qu Yang sat down with You.
He smiled at Babu: "We are in a group."
Babu opened his mouth: "Yes...but Maggie and I are in the same group..."
"Now you remember that we are in the same group? Idiots." Maggie glared at him angrily and ignored him again.
"Men are like this." Gentle smiled at Maggie.
Maggie looked at Gentle and said angrily: "You are playing tricks on him, are you?"
"Why bother to mind, just a joke."
Maggie rolled her eyes and ignored her.
At this time, Secretary of Defense John Keller had walked in from outside, so what happened next happened was as known as the plot.
"I'm John Keller. You guys are wondering why they are here. Let me explain. Yesterday at 19 o'clock, the US Special Operations Command Center stationed in the xx area was attacked. As far as we know, there were no survivors. The attackers invaded.
With our military network, we are not sure what they are looking for. Although we cut off the line, we judged that they would repeat the same trick. No one has announced that they are responsible for the attack, so far, the only one we have
The only clue is this…”
Then a noisy and harsh signal wave was emitted.
"This is their signal to attack the network. The National Intelligence Agency is fully analyzing suspicious signals and intercepting them. But now, we need the help of you all. You all show extraordinary talent in signal analysis. The situation is subtle and the president has already
We have ordered the additional combat troops to be sent to the Gulf region. The situation is very urgent. Please follow the command of your respective commanders. You will work in groups and wish you good luck."
Listening gently and calmly, I couldn't help but think of it in my heart.
In addition to the two reasons analyzed at the previous Adventurers meeting, the US government has also been slow to respond to the Decepticon attack. It is also an important reason that they have set their targets in other countries since the beginning of the attack.
Body.
A large number of troops were sent overseas and had no time to defend domestically.
If the U.S. government is to focus on the domestic market, it must be made clear that the enemy does not come from outside, and the sooner the better.
So how can we do this?
Gentleness fell into deep thoughts.
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Four o'clock in the afternoon.
Two wild horse cars were parked at the door of a bar, and more than ten men in black suits jumped out of the car, guarding both sides like bodyguards.
Honglang jumped out of the car, constantly fiddling with his newly bought suit and tie, and muttered: "This clothes are not good, once they enter the rock, they will rot."
"You can stop fighting while wearing formal clothes." King Kong came to Honglang.
"The problem is that you can't be sure when the battle will start. Maybe that thing is a Decepticon." Honglang thrust his mouth and pointed at the ATM in the distance.
"Will the US dollar fly all over the sky when it fights? We don't have much money anymore." The fat man came up from behind.
"No, it will roll US dollars into bullets, specifically hitting your farts/eyes." Hong Lang said with a wicked smile.
The group talked and laughed and went into the bar, and found a seat to sit down and rest.
It wasn't them that they were lazy, but it seemed that these Decepticons were hiding very deeply. A group of people searched for two hours but didn't find one. They were tired of finding it, so they decided to find a place to sit and have a drink.
Anyway, the task is not in a hurry. As Honglang said, if you enter a world with a larger time span, you will at least not have to race against time.
At this time, the bar had just started to open, and there were no customers. There was only a girl dressed up in anger on the bar, sitting there bored.
Seeing Hong Lang and the others come in, the girl came over and asked, "What are you drinking?"
"We have it ourselves." Honglang picked up a bag casually and started to take out the things from it. In fact, they were all stored in the emblem earlier.
There are all kinds of wine and food.
"I said... I don't mind you bringing your own food, but since you're in, you can order something at least, OK?" the girl twisted her waist.
Honglang's big hand touched the girl's butt with a stern look: "I don't think so, so we won't order anything from you, but you can sit on my lap and share dinner with me. What do you think?"
The woman frowned and flashed with Honglang's irregular hands. She wanted to get angry, but looking at the more than a dozen men in black clothes around the three of them, they looked quite good and didn't dare for a moment.
Still King Kong stood up and said, "I'll buy some drinks, don't make it difficult for girls to make."
There was a drink vending machine in the bar. King Kong walked over and was about to throw coins. The girl shouted: "The vending machine is broken, go to the counter to buy it."
King Kong was about to turn around and looked back at the beverage vending machine, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.
After buying some drinks, King Kong returned to his seat and lowered his voice and said, "That vending machine is a Decepticon."
"What? Are you sure?"
"I just tested it, that's right." King Kong patted the Geiger detector in his arms.
"What are you hesitating about? Kill it!" Honglang and the fat man were excited at the same time. Honglang was about to stand up, but King Kong pressed it down: "Don't rush to do it, remember how we are in the X-Men world
Did it? We want to find other Decepticons through it."
"What do you think of?"
King Kong said a few words to the two of them, and they nodded repeatedly when they heard it.
A moment later, King Kong came to the bar: "Hey, beauty, I apologize for my brother's irregularity just now."
"It's okay, I meet many such people every day." The girl smiled at King Kong. Perhaps because King Kong was more cooperative just now, she had a good impression of King Kong.
"But I still think we should do something for you. By the way, isn't your vending machine broken? My brother will repair it, I mean, let's help you repair it, how about it?"
The girl was a little surprised: "This...is not necessary."
"It's okay." Honglang had already strode over and raised his hand to pick up the vending machine: "Where is the yard?"
The girl was startled by Honglang's strength and pointed to the back: "It's there."
"I'll go and help you fix it." Honglang left with a vending machine in his arms.
Seeing Honglang leave, King Kong smiled at the girl and said, "How about having two drinks with me?"
The girl looked at King Kong with her big eyes flashing: "Why do I think you don't really want to repair that machine..."
"I guessed it, I have something else to do." King Kong smiled and approached the girl: "I want a private room, but I don't know if it's too lonely if I'm alone inside..."
The girl's breathing gradually became thicker: "Well... here... there needs to be someone here... responsible... I can't... leave without authorization..."
"My people will help you watch, I promise nothing will happen." King Kong's hand was already on the girl's shoulder.
The two walked towards the private room together.
A loud bang suddenly came from outside.
The girl was startled: "What's the sound?"
King Kong hugged her: "Don't worry, it's just some necessary noise made during repairs."
The woman was completely lost in the powerful arms of the King Kong.
Twenty minutes later, King Kong came out of the private room, and the woman lying inside was as limp as mud.
When I came to the yard, I saw only metal parts all over the ground. It seemed that the Decepticon had been completely dismantled, leaving only a deformed head lying on the ground, and the yard was also messed up.
King Kong frowned: "Don't you make it less interesting? It's hard to deal with?"
Honglang shrugged: "That's not, it's a little garbage of three hundred points. But this guy sprinkled me with orange juice. I was a little angry, and I was a little too big when I interrogated."
The strength of the Decepticon can be judged by their size. Generally speaking, the larger the mechanically changing Decepticon, the stronger the strength. Decepticons like this, which are transformed into vending machines, can be said to be the weakest type.
It's effortless to eliminate it.
"What did you ask?"
"This guy has a low status among the Decepticons and doesn't know much, but there is a small Decepticon gathering site nearby, which gathers about a dozen Decepticons, and it seems that there is also a main Decepticon."
answer.
"Do you know who it is?"
"It's not clear either, but we will know it naturally when we find them."
After thinking about it, King Kong said, "Prepare and do it tonight."
Then he took out a stack of money and handed it to Michelle: "Go and give the money to the woman and tell her that the repair failed."