Chapter 325 Let the game begin

"Colonel, this is Raptor 5. We arrived at 2234 coordinates and found an unknown helicopter, number 4500-X1."

As the two Raptor fighters took off, they found the eye-catching helicopter on the radar and immediately suppressed the helicopter around the two raptors.

"C hold it down and let it explain its intention, or it will be forced to land at our airport, or it will be shot down." Colonel Sharp said quickly, but with his words, a soldier beside him couldn't help but stand up and scare Colonel Sharp.

"What's wrong with you?" Colonel Sharp looked at the soldier in front of him strangely and recognized that he was his old subordinate, a top correspondent, and had been ensuring his contact with the mainland of the United States in this base.

"Colonel, is the helicopter's number really 4500-x1?" The correspondent looked excited and couldn't help trembling behind him.

"Yes! What's wrong with you, man!" Colonel Sharp asked for unknown reason.

Who is it? Who is pranking! It can't be a helicopter 4500-X1!" The correspondent kept knocking on the table and said in pain.

"What's wrong with you? To be clear, my head is messed up by you now!" Sharp grabbed his hair and was still inexplicable. He didn't know how the helicopter shocked his old men so much.

"It can't be 4500-X1, the driver of 4500-X1 is my brother, but he died in a plane crash half a month ago..."

"Falling to death!" Sharp's face changed, and he immediately picked up the caller in his hand and shouted, "Bird of prey, prey, pay attention to vigilance, the other party may..."

"Boom, boom..."

Before Sharp's words were finished, he only heard the two explosions, and then there was only a busy sound in the intercom.

"Colonese, Raptor has lost contact with us, and their coordinates on the radar have disappeared!"

With the rustling in the walkie-talkie, Colonel Sharp heard the last words he wanted to hear.

"The base entered a state of emergency, and the fighters rose into the air. I'm repeating that the horses rose into the air. This is not an exercise!"

With Colonel Sharp's words, all the alarm bells in the base, all the soldiers immediately gathered outside the camp. Different types of fighters took off urgently, and tanks were launched to form a combat formation in the base.

"tu tu tu..." As the propeller sound of the helicopter became clearer and clearer, a black helicopter gunship could be seen slowly flying in the base. At this time, the fighters in the base were all ready and rushed to the helicopter in the sky.

"Kone it down and knock it down!"

Watching that more than a dozen fighters took off for a while, Colonel Sharp's face showed a smile, because with his military knowledge, he naturally knew that no helicopter could fight against fighters in the sky.

"Kka..."

"Kkakaka..."

Just when everyone thought victory was in sight, the helicopter in sight suddenly clicked and changed in just two seconds. After its transformation, a huge robot with a height of six meters slowly emerged in the air.

"What is this!" Looking at the huge robot in the sky, Colonel Sharp's face was dumbfounded and couldn't think of any country in the world with such advanced technology.

"Wait, don't fire, my God! Catch it, we need to catch him!" Looking at the robot in front of him, Colonel Sharp's first thought of how he would be promoted by the military after acquiring such technology, not the force behind the super-era technology.

Following the colonel's order, the fighters had to constantly wander beside the robot, and the robot also emitted red light in their eyes. While constantly looking at the base, they gently raised their arms and the round muzzle on the arm.

"Boom, boom..."

As the robot raised its arm's muzzle, the sky burst into blue with the explosion of a missile. The fighters hovering around the robot burst into sparks before they could react. More than a dozen fighters were all destroyed in just a few seconds, even a little bit of the plane. There is no film left.

"Human, please remember my name, my name is vertigo..."

The robot uttered human language in its mouth, and then pointed the muzzle on its arm at the surrounding tank assembly.

"Boom..." An explosion spread among the tanks, and more than 20 tanks were killed and injured by a wrong order by Colonel Sharp without firing a single shot.

"Fire, fire quickly..."

Looking at the loss of the base, Colonel Sharp was heartbroken and roared and ordered the soldiers outside.

"Dad Da Da..." The soldiers stationed in place fired one after another, and the bullets of the machine gun kept hitting the robot, stirring up bursts of sparks.

"Human beings are really fragile!" The motorian called Vertigo stood in the fire point as if nothing had happened, and disdainfully glanced at the defensive front formed by the soldiers, and it was a missile at the soldiers' position.

Fires kept ringing in the base with the sound of explosions, and the fire continued along the way, attacking any position with signs of life.

The soldiers in the base were killed and injured, and a wrong order made them miss the best moment. Now with the scrapping of fighters and tanks, the biggest weapon in their hands is only the rocket launcher, and they can only face the cruel killing of the Autobots, and there is no room for maneuver.

*Special Zone, Marshall High School.....

"I wrote about my grandfather's family history this time. He is the famous explorer Captain Vitovich. They were the first human beings to reach the core of the Arctic Circle. It's very amazing!"

In the history class in high school, a boy stood on the podium and explained the glorious history of his family. With the boy's explanation, the students below looked disapproving, and the teacher sat sleepy.

The era when the United States established the country was too short, and as outsiders, they only stole this rich land from the Indians. Therefore, in every history class, there is no history teacher who can talk more about. He can't explain how to eliminate the Indians, so he has to leave the class to everyone and let these students from all over the world talk about the glorious years of their family.

"These things in my hand have been used by those sailors. Look at this, I only sell 60 dollars for this 19th century compasse! And this, this is the kettle used by the captain, and I am also selling them for 20 dollars..."

"Hahahaha, Sam, are you here to sell the product!"

The students below laughed as the boy's words looked at Sam standing on the stage and constantly selling shabby things.

"Quiet!" The history teacher was a middle-aged man with glasses. He raised a sign with the word "quiet" on his face helplessly, because in his class, Sam's classmate warrior spared no effort to promote these things.

"Don't you like the compass? Then take a look at this sexometer. It only costs 15 dollars, and I still retain the possibility of reducing the price!" Sam is accustomed to the ridicule of his classmates and knows that doing so is a joke to everyone. But Sam has no choice, because he did it for his dream, a man's dream.

"Look at this, everyone. These are my grandfather's glasses. You can see a lot of cool things with them! The price I gave it is 150 dollars, yes, it's yours..."

"Dangdang..."

With Sam's promotion, the history teacher covered his forehead with one hand and knocked on the table heavily with the other.

"Sam, are you going to sell your grandfather's liver too! ... Well, this is not an auction house, but an 11th grade history classroom. Your grandfather will not be happy to know..."

"Sorry, teacher, I'm just too short of money, because I'm about to buy my first car!" Sam lowered his head and said sadly with the glasses in his hand.

"Well, students, I will hang these things on the auction website. If anyone wants it, then you can participate in the auction! And let me explain carefully again that my grandfather is really a genius. He found aliens in the Arctic, huge aliens!"

Sam looked down at the crazy teacher, and then reluctantly returned to his seat with what was in his hand.

"Hey, Sam, what kind of aliens did your grandfather find? It is said that someone saw an alien on the playground of our school at noon today, an alien who fell from the sky and looked like us!" With Sam's return, the boy at his desk pulled Sam's sleeve and asked curiously.

Sam shook his head and said with little interest because none of the goods were sold; "I don't know, but it's definitely not human. Because the alien my grandfather saw was five or six meters in size, but no one believed his words, and the government also regarded him as a madman and locked him in a mental hospital!"

"The bell... A boring history class stopped with the bell, and when the students left their seats one after another, Sam came to the teacher with some worry.

"Do you have anything else? Classmate Sam!" The teacher sorted out his things and asked without raising his head while complaining about why he taught history in the United States.

"Teacher, did I perform well in this class!" Sam stood beside the teacher and asked in a low voice.

"I think it's probably B-!" The teacher glanced at Sam, then lowered his head and continued to sort out his textbook.

"Teacher, is it only B-!" Sam looked disbelieving and quickly defended, "I have prepared for this class for a week, and my painstaking efforts for this is one of the more done in the college!"

The teacher smiled hoarsely as Sam's words and shook his head, "Sam, I really don't want to interrupt you!" But in my class, you actually sold your grandfather's garbage! You know, this will humiliate me among the tutors!"

"Okay, teacher!" Sam nodded silently, then pointed out the window and said, "Teacher, do you see it? The one sitting in the car outside is my father. I want to tell you a story about dreams!"

The teacher pushed his glasses and looked out through the window. He saw a man in his fifties sitting in a black convertible, shaking his head and looking at the students who walked out of school.

"Teacher, my father promised me one thing, that is, as long as I earn $2,000 and add three A credits, then he will buy me a car and a car that belongs to me!

"And now I have 2,000 dollars, and I also have two A scores, so now the car is in your hands! Think about it, this is a teenager's dream. If you don't give me an A, my dream will really cease to exist!"

"But your performance is really..." The teacher looked helpless. In his opinion, it was already out of law if he didn't give him a D.

"Teacher, please, that child has no dream! Think about what Jesus would do!" Sam looked at his teacher seriously because he knew that his teacher was a sincere Christian.

"Okay, dream! For God's sake!" The teacher looked at Sam's father outside, then took out Sam's transcript, shook his head and wrote an A- symbol on the historical item.

"Great, Dad, I got three A's! Where's the car you promised me!"

Sam grabbed the report card, and then ran all the way under the teacher's stunned eyes and jumped into the black convertible.

"Three A's!" Sam's father grabbed Sam's report card and burst into tears as he watched it.

"My son! This is unbelievable. No one in our Vitvic family has ever got three A's! Good boy, you are more amazing than your grandfather. I'm going to buy you a car now and reward you well!" Sam's father took Sam's shoulder and then drove to the car without saying a word.

Volkswagen, Mercedes-Benz, BMW. Sam's father galloped all the way and finally went to a car shop with Ferrari written on it.

NO, NO, NO, NO, oh my God! Ferrari! Dad, I love you, I love you..."

Sam looked at the car with the three words Ferrari at the door and screamed excitedly in the car.

Ferrari! Do you think I bought a Ferrari the first time I bought you a car?" With the laughter, Sam's father turned the front of the car and went to a place next to the Ferrari car club, which made Sam's smile freeze on his face.

This is a huge second-hand car trading market. Of course, the second-hand car trading market is just a name. None of the cars in it is an old car with fewer than a few owners. Even the latest one, at least five owners have driven them at different times.

"Dad! You said you wanted to buy me a car, but you didn't say you wanted to buy me scrap iron!"

The two of Sam walked in the second-hand car market under the leadership of a clown-dressed employee and looked at these second-hand cars that looked like scrapped cars.

"Oh, my God! Dad, I'm only 17 years old this year! Do you think I can't find a girlfriend in my life when driving such a car?" Sam looked at the second-hand cars everywhere, which Sam only saw in movies in the 1990s.

"Without sacrifice, there is no victory! Child, this is the motto of our Witwich family. It is with this motto that I can teach you so well and make you a useful person!"

Sam's father, Sia Vitevich, patted his son on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Welcome, my friends, welcome to my second-hand car market!"

Just as West Asia kept teaching her son, an Asian young man in black tights clapped his hands and came to them.

"You are!" Looking at the badge on the young man's chest, West Asia found that it was a golden badge similar to Christianity, but the badge was not the kind she had ever seen.

"My name is Qin Hui, the current owner of this car shop. It's an honor to meet you two!"

The man in front of him is Qin Hui, and his purpose here is not just for fun. Instead, he wanted to pay attention to the protagonist who could find the energy cabinet array in front of him, and then grab the cabinet array in the hands of the autobots after he found the real energy cabinet array.

Unlike the energy source in the first part, the energy cabinet array in the second part is more mysterious, and it is an important means to resurrect the dead Autobot, and it is the relyence of the fallen King Kong to destroy the sun to obtain energy, and the power of the sun destroyer.

The cabinet array is hidden in the tomb of the king of Egypt in the movie, which is cast by the kings of three autobots with his own bodies. Those who fail to pass the test can get nothing there. Qin Hui's plan is to rob after Sam gets the cabinet array, because in Qin Hui's opinion, it is much easier to grab things from the autobots than to find them by himself, especially in the mysterious tomb of the king.

"Welcome here. All models in the United States are available here, and the price is not a problem!"

Qin Hui stood in front of Sam and slowly walked to an old yellow car.

In Qin Hui's view, this car has special energy fluctuations all the time. If there is no accident, this is the Bopai Autobot Hornet.

"Humans choose cars, and cars are also choosing human beings. How about this car? Look at his spray paint and his wheels. It's definitely your best choice!"

Qin Hui stood beside the bumblebee and gently patted the bumblebee. With Qin Hui's movements, a magic mark and magic positioning mark were quickly formed on the bumblebee's territory.

"That's great! Although it looks older than me, I don't know why I'm inexplicably excited to see it!" Sam wandered around the bumblebee, finally stroked the bumblebee's body and sat in the cab.

"If you like it, drive it away. From now on, it will be yours!" Qin Hui knew that this was a small action made by the bumblebee to Sam, a small trick to change people's mood with the special frequency of radio waves, just like some music can calm you down.

"How much is it..." Compared with Sam, who is not in a deep way, the old West Asia looks much more realistic, because his son's current appearance is definitely the favorite expression of those profiteers.

"I don't want a penny, because this is a pleasant start..."

"Are you kidding!" Under Sam's father's stunned eyes, Qin Hui turned around and left without hesitation, as if the car was really free.

"Let the game start, Transformers, are you ready!"