The extreme sport of high jump and low opening carried out by paragliding is obviously not the first time Lin Cheng has played like this.

He was familiar with the parachute and slid to the surface, just landed next to the ambulance, glanced at the tomb wind team in the distance, and felt that it was time to run, if he didn't run away, I am afraid that it would be the CIA's large force to face head-on.

At this time, the ambulance was still a little dazed, it couldn't understand why this human suddenly appeared, and helped it repel the confinement that came to hunt it, but Lin Cheng was already a little impatient, and came directly under the ambulance and kicked it on the steel thigh.

"Old rescue, what are you still doing in a daze, wait for them to come and kill us, hurry up and change the car, we will run away."

It wasn't until the ambulance heard Lin Cheng's voice that he reacted, leaned down on the spot, retracted his hands, folded his legs, and turned into a yellow-green Hummer H2 off-road search and rescue vehicle in front of Lin Cheng.

This is the first time Lin Cheng has sat in the body of an Autobot, and if you want to ask him what it feels like to drive a Autobot, he will definitely answer - it is no different from a normal car, but there is a strange smell, like the smell of engine oil and salted fish mixed together for a long time.

But it's not difficult to understand if you think about it, after all, the ambulance has been hidden here in the river bend for so long, and it has experienced various battles before, and there is no time to maintain it properly, but fortunately, the driving environment in the car is still clean and tidy, and you can only roll down the window to breathe.

Although the second half of the ambulance was converted into an emergency medical rescue cabin, the front cockpit still maintained the military style of the Hummer, revealing a tough guy style everywhere, simple but not simple.

"Human, ...... you are"

When Lin Cheng was sitting in the driver's seat, the sound of an ambulance suddenly sounded in the carriage.

"I'll explain these things to you on the way, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go."

Lin Cheng didn't have the idea of preparing to explain to the ambulance here, because the tomb wind team here had not yet been evacuated, and it was estimated that the CIA reinforcements were already on the way, and the confinement was probably not thrown far.

But just as he was about to twist the key to ignite the fire, he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait—"

"What's the matter, are there still enemies?"

The sound of an ambulance being confused could be heard from the sound equipment.

"No—I'll put on my seatbelt first."

As he spoke, Lin Cheng immediately pulled down the seat belt from the side of the seat and inserted it into the safety buckle on the other side.

“？？？”

The ambulance was stunned, like a fox who still can't understand why Lin Cheng will put on a seat belt as long as she is driving, and it is difficult for the ambulance to understand why the first thing that a human thinks of after sitting in his cockpit is actually wearing a seat belt.

The fox and the ambulance could never understand something that Lin Cheng had already carved into his DNA as a Chinese.

Even if Lin Cheng actually knew very well in his heart that when he was in the cockpit of the ambulance, if the ambulance encountered an enemy and urgently transformed into the form of an Autobot, the seat belt on his body would not provide any safety assistance - just to ask for peace of mind.

Lin Cheng received driving training in various vehicles at the headquarters of the federal secret service, and the driving of the Hummer H2 was also handy, he didn't even let the ambulance drive itself, but directly held the steering wheel by himself, skillfully ignited and stepped on the accelerator, and drove the ambulance onto the road on the shore.

The Gravewind team did not catch up with them, even if they wanted to, but they lost too many men today, and there were still many people waiting to be sent to the emergency center, they were not sure if they would be beaten back if they caught up, so they simply gave up the idea of tracking.

As for the head of the Gravewind Squad, the CIA's Savoy agent, he received a satellite call from the upper echelons.

"Savoy, what the hell is going on, the calls from the control center are coming to me!"

"Sir, even if I explain it to you, you won't believe it, you'd better go and see the footage recorded by the satellite."

Savoy held a large satellite phone with a gloomy expression on his face.

It was reported above that a humanoid robot killed the people of their Tombwind Squad, and then grabbed the alien bounty hunter and confined him and beat him badly, and finally turned into a human and parachuted down and ran away with the ambulance.

"Then you can't let them go!"

Sure enough, on the other end of the phone, the big guy roared directly without even checking it.

"Half of the Gravewind Squad was killed, more than a third were wounded, and we can't move now."

Savoy was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Then you'd better think about how you're going to write this report when you come back."

The satellite phone was rudely hung up.

“...... Notify the headquarters data center, call up all the surveillance probes along the way, be sure to find the ambulance, preferably take a picture of the human face with the ambulance, we have to figure out what his identity is. ”

Hanging up, Savoy handed the satellite phone to his deputy.

But he knew in his heart that the most important thing was not to find out where the ambulance was, but to find out the identity of the human, and what the equipment on that human was, and how he managed to confine the alien bounty hunter and press him to the ground and beat him.

As long as the identity of this person is investigated, even if this mission fails and half of the team members are killed, he will not be harshly reprimanded by the higher-ups, and may even be rewarded for it - as for now, let's think about how to write this report first.

Lin Cheng didn't know the movements of the Tomb Wind Squad, and even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care.

Now, he's driving an ambulance through the wide Route 62 toward Texas.

"Don't worry, Ambulance, I know what you did in Chicago, we should be allies, friends, not swords-fighting enemies, the humans who attacked you, they were blinded and thought you were the remnants of the Decepticons."

"You can hate them, but they just follow orders and act, the focus is on the guys behind them, only by finding out the people hiding behind them, can they stop the persecution of the Autobots, and can comfort those comrades you have lost."

Lin Cheng stared intently at the stretching highway ahead, and at the same time briefly exchanged information with the ambulance.

"I see, thank you for your help, Lin."

"Nothing, by the way, ambulance, can you provide Wi-Fi in the car, I need to check something."

"Of course, I'll drive it instead."

Lin Cheng glanced at his mobile phone, left the steering wheel with both hands, turned on his mobile phone and connected to the ambulance's wireless network, and then opened the browser.

"But I still want to ask, what is the purpose of our trip to Texas?"

Highway 62 is a highway connecting New York State to Texas, almost half of the United States from south to north, and the ambulance does not know why Lin Cheng took the road and drove directly south along Highway 62, so it was curious.

"Keywords: Texas, Eagle Cade, Machine Building - oh, nothing, go find Optimus Prime, and fix it."

Lin Cheng replied without raising his head, and looked intently at the information that kept popping up in the browser of his mobile phone.