"Fisherman's profit?" Someone immediately retorted, "It's hard enough for us to survive in the midst of this group of aliens." ”

"What about the rebuilding of the Gravewind Force? Unless you use a nuclear bomb and wipe them out. ”

"What if you use a nuclear bomb, but the Tinder troops? If the evacuation action is too large, the cunning mechanical tyrannosaurus will definitely find out. ”

"It's just a few thousand people, just throw a nuclear bomb down, it doesn't need much yield, the meaning of the existence of soldiers is to sacrifice, and the people will thank them for their great contributions."

"When the time comes, directly put the blame on the aliens, as long as everyone here is impenetrable, no one will know the truth!"

The more a group of people talked, the more shaken and excited they became, and the resolute opposition at the beginning gradually developed to discuss how to destroy Chu Xin and others.

The minister, on the other hand, looked at the group of high-ranking officials silently, and his fingertips tapping lightly on the table suddenly stopped.

Everyone seemed to be aware of it, and they all closed their mouths and focused their eyes in unison.

"All our equipment is monitored by a steel cable, he has long forcibly tampered with our nuclear bomb launch authority, and it is clear how many nuclear bombs there are in the nuclear bomb arsenal, including military satellites and so on, some people want to say that the plane is dropped, but that is too risky, once we fail, we will fall into a situation from which we will never recover." The minister said slowly.

Everyone was speechless for a moment, why didn't you say it earlier, and you still saw that we wasted a lot of saliva here, don't you want us to lose our sense of participation in the meeting.

"We don't need to be in the open light to ensure that we can effectively inflict heavy damage on the tightrope and others, but also to preserve the way to get out of the way," the minister continued, "magic against magic, aliens against aliens, bounty hunters against bounty hunters. ”

"Bounty hunters? What bounty hunter would dare to take our job? Someone asked in amazement.

"The day after the tightrope destroyed the Pacific Fleet, we were approached by an alien named Lockdown, a bounty hunter roaming the universe, not of the Decepticons or Autobots," the minister said, "and he was willing to solve the mechanical life on Earth for us, and the reward was the source of the fire, and we only cooperated in the shadows." ”

Without waiting for others to ask questions, the minister continued, "I know that you are not at ease, and I am also worried, but the matter has come to this point, the situation will only continue to be bad, and if you don't act now, then the boiled frog in warm water is talking about us human beings." ”

The crowd was silent.

One of them nodded, "You're right, the Earth has become an alien battlefield, but it is our country that suffers first. ”

Someone else pounded the table and said, "If the free country sinks in this storm, then there is no need for the earth to exist, and whoever he does will be turned into powder with the surface of the earth." ”

This group of people is very clear that the minister is only relaying this matter, and even high-ranking ministers do not necessarily have absolute decision-making power.

So even if they make a fuss at the moment, it is meaningless, but they may just go home and receive a "gas explosion gift package".

They can only pin their hopes on the bounty hunter named Confinement, if it is really good to let Chu Xin and the Decepticons both die, and when the dust settles, they can use the remnants of the Cybertron civilization to develop rapidly, and then realize their long-term wish and officially become the master of the one-ball. Thinking about it, they began to look forward to a better future.

"These things are top secrets, and all of you here are my confidants, the core of the Free Nation," the minister said, "and don't say a word after leaving, there are some things that I can't control." ”

……

Los Angeles.

Tinder base.

There used to be no one to care about this place, and passers-by happened to avoid it when they saw heavily armed soldiers.

But now, demonstrators and media reporters are flocking to the area, surrounding them in all directions.

"The earth belongs to man!"

"Against the mechanical invasion!"

"Against Mechanical Colonization!"

"Against the tyranny of machines!"

"Humans don't need mechanism!"

There was no need for anyone to deliberately bewitch them, and many people all organized themselves spontaneously, roaring and roaring from the bottom of their hearts.

Perhaps they should add "Humanity never thanks you".

In their opinion, it was the appearance of Chu Xin and Optimus Prime that caused the Decepticons to descend on the earth, and they only blindly vented their anger, regardless of the facts, and did not analyze the cause and effect.

It seems that as long as Chu Xin and the others leave, the Decepticons will also leave, completely unaware that their fate has long been predestined, whether it is Fallen King Kong, the Heavenly Enemy or Kuntasha, it is either the sun or the earth itself.

They seem to be unrestrained, but they are trapped in a larger information cocoon, imprisoned in a birdcage of twisted humanity, with only the willfulness to press on the "honest people" step by step, and have no courage to crusade against the culprits.

Of course, it's just about this group of hideous people.

However, it is also inextricably linked to public opinion in the free country.

For the battle of New York, their official media only reported on the grief and heavy losses, and did not report on Chu Xin and others who went all out to suppress the Decepticons and break the conspiracy to destroy the earth, and even some of the words even contained private goods, vaguely reproaching and shirking.

Obviously, this battle really hurt the roots of the Free Country, and several top officials wanted to contact Chu Xin at the end of the day.

Although they didn't dare to scold and reprimand, they all spoke in a low tone and were extremely resentful, quite a kind of grievance that the staff was named and criticized by the boss surnamed Wang with a green hat.

It was as if Chu Xin slept with their wife and daughter.

"A bunch of bed bugs are so noisy, Boss let me go out and trample them all to death!" Iron slag is irritable and authentic.

The thunder dragon sludge pressed the shoulder of the iron slag, humming and telling him not to be rash and listen to what the boss had to say.

"It's really annoying, do they know that without us, the Decepticons would have occupied the earth a long time ago?!" Jazz grumbled.

"Because the most threatening of them is dead, and the leaderless Decepticons are devastated, not only are we no longer important, but we have become the most obstructive and disobedient new Decepticons." Chu Xin explained simply and clearly, and his calm appearance seemed to be unable to hear the deafening noise outside.

"When we were crutches, we threw them away when we regained our sight, and we felt that they would take up space at home and want to throw us away or use them as firewood." Iron Sheet said coldly, giving a figurative example.

The Autobots, who advocate peace and friendliness, have once again been refreshed by the behavior of some humans.

Even the most optimistic bumblebee shook his head when he looked outside, humming a little aggrieved. In fact, Chu Xin's heart is really unwavering.

If you don't care about one thing or a person in the slightest, and completely ignore and draw a clear line, then you won't be negatively affected by those things.

Whether it is a politician or a civilian, they are all "passers-by" to him.

But it was a little noisy, Chu Xin got up and walked out.

He wanted to try a skill.

Whew~

Under the sun, he was glowing with a cold color, and the howling wind was mixed with a biting chill, and he drilled into people's hearts vigorously.

Boom!

Everywhere he looked, everyone visibly trembled violently, and could only barely stand by snuggling up to each other.

Because the terrifying scene of machinery and flesh and blood intertwined inexplicably appeared in front of him, constantly impacting the spiritual consciousness!

"Leave or die."

Chu Xin was not polite at all, and simply gave a multiple-choice question.

As his voice reached the ears of the demonstrators, thousands could no longer hold their back.

The disgusting hissing of the blade piercing through the body, the terrible cry of a mixture of beast and human burst out of his ears, sometimes whispering like a demon, sometimes speeding like a train, washing over his brain over and over again.

Puff~

People weakened their legs one after another, and as soon as their knees bent, they collapsed to the ground unconsciously, and quickly lowered their heads with trembling lips and looked at the land, not even daring to glance at Chu Xin.

In just an instant, ninety percent of the people bowed to Chu Xin.

The rest of the people, including the GIs of the Tinder Force, were also affected within ten seconds.

They breathed violently to keep themselves from falling, and the hole shrank as quickly as a cat, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

Compared with those people, this batch of willpower is much more tenacious, but they only insist on not falling, and even the strength to pull the trigger is ...... No, it should be that they don't dare to have such thoughts at all!

The same is true not only of the tinder base, but also of the free people who watch live broadcasts on television and computers.

One by one, they collapsed with unknown reasons but were very frightened and frightened, turned off the screen with trembling hands, and broke out in a cold sweat.

This strange collective behavior confused the people of other countries present.

The mechanical giant did look murderous and chilling, but it didn't just kneel, right?

Skill!

The effect is the mental oppression of people of the nationality of the free country, as long as they look at Chu Xin's face and listen to Chu Xin's voice, they will be coerced by being in a terrifying fantasy realm, and the stronger the willpower, the less affected they will be.

Airplanes~

Chu Xin turned around and went back indoors.

Wow!

Suddenly, everyone was relieved.

But no one said a word, and they looked at each other in horror.

In just ten seconds, their clothes were soaked with sweat, as if they had been hollowed out.

No one needed to organize them, they hurriedly threw away the banners and flags in their hands, turned around and ran away with vain steps, scattering as birds and beasts.

The whole process was silent, for fear of angering that evil thing again.

In the blink of an eye, only the ground was left in a mess, and it looked like more than one person was incontinent.

"Is that useful?" Chu Xin was also very surprised and novel, "This is the scene that Azu dreamed of~"...."Tightrope senior," the ambulance trotted over, "Optimus Prime They have roughly determined the location of the scepter and are about to go to the sea." ”

"Hmm." Chu Xin nodded.

Optimus Prime and Skyfire were also hunted down by the Decepticons, causing progress to slow down.

But so far, it's going well.

……

Half an hour later.

Peanut Tun.

Emergency Meeting!

"I'll show you a paragraph first," the secretary said a little weakly, "but please do a good job of mental construction, because there will be some discomfort." ”

Two minutes passed.

The secretary clicks the mouse.

What was playing on the screen was the shocking picture of the citizens kneeling and worshipping Chu Xin!

When the camera moved to Chu Xin, the dozen or so people in the conference hall were suddenly hammered.

But fortunately, they are all ordinary people, and their willpower is more than a star and a half stronger than that of ordinary people, so they will not slip under the table.

But they couldn't hide their surprise, and they were not stunned and shocked.

"How did he do it to surrender without a fight?" The lord rubbed his temples and motioned for the secretary to close immediately.

Although Chu Xin didn't say a word, it was better than any sentence of national quintessence.

This situation seems to be publicizing a fact: Lao Tzu is your spiritual ancestor!

For a while, everyone here felt ashamed, but they could only hide here and sulk secretly.

"I think it's likely to be a weapon against the brain, similar to the form of ultrasound, which causes us hallucinogenic and confused thinking, but that's just a guess on my part, and it needs to be studied later." The doctor who was stationed in the White Palace pondered.

"In any case, it means that the tightrope has bad intentions for the earth, the first step is to break our spirits, then to enslave humanity, and finally to rule the earth with that group of iron lumps!" Someone gritted his teeth and said.

"Shh~" The lord of the country motioned to everyone not to speak.

The secretary sensibly cut off the power to all electronic devices, and they opened their mouths sniffily.

"Is that confinement reliable?"

"I don't know, but he promised us that he wouldn't sell us."

"Do you believe in the assurances of an alien? This is a tiger skin~"

"What can I do? You can't really launch a nuclear bomb and end up with it! ”

"None of that matters, it doesn't matter if the confinement fails, we won't have anything to lose, but what if it succeeds?"

"Yes, I can't swallow that breath anyway, I've seen the video of the battle of New York, and the tightrope guy didn't care about humans when he fought, and sooner or later he will kill us all."

If Chu Xin listened to their conversation, he would most likely scold "stupid", and lamented that this group of people had pointed the attributes of "self-inflicted" and "dead" to max.

……

Within the British.

Deserted beach with no people.

Rushing!

The waves are rough and the waves are blooming.

The sea suddenly swelled, and then metal figures floated from below and jumped onto land.

Optimus Prime has a diving pod in his arms, and inside it is an old man and a young woman.

The old man is the only remaining member of the Order, while the woman is a descendant of Merlin.

Rushing!

A group of mechanical knights in old armor followed.

They resemble giants from medieval times, armed with round shields, swords and axes. It was the Twelve Knights of the Round Table who guarded the scepter, who fought with Merlin and King Arthur, and for the first time concluded an alliance between mechanical life and the humans of Earth.

Of course, they are also the mechanical guards who formed a group to betray Quintasha in the first place, and they are traitors that Quintasha hates to this day.

Because Optimus Prime took Merlin's descendants with them and informed the Earth of the current crisis, these mechanical knights willingly left Merlin's graveyard together, intending to protect the Scepter until the last moment.

Boom –

However, things happened suddenly.

A cannonball shot from a distance, striking one of the mechanical knights in Optimus Prime's way with precision.

Peng!

With just one blow, his head was bombed on the spot, and fragmented fragments flew out.

"You lied to us!"

The knight drew his sword and aimed it at Optimus Prime and Skyfire, and the rest of the people also surrounded Optimus Prime while on guard, after all, the scepter was on him.

"It's not me," Optimus Prime quickly subdued the elm heads, "it's an enemy attack!" ”

"There!" Skyfire stretched out his hand and pointed at a huge reef a kilometer away.

I saw a silver-black figure of about ten meters standing there, and the head made of a super sniper cannon was extremely dazzling.

Hum ~ Peng!

Another cannon shot out, pointing directly at Optimus Prime.

At this moment, the mechanical knights suddenly understood that there was a misunderstanding.

"Let me come!"

A knight stepped forward and raised his heavy shield.

The next second.

Bang –

The heavy shield that had not been maintained for hundreds of years shattered, and the knight flew upside down.

Optimus Prime squinted his eyes and said solemnly, "I know him, Cybertron's scum scum...... Confinement. ”

96.

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