Shadow of the Beautiful World

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A black SUV with the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo quickly turned around the street and parked outside a small alley in the Bronx. Lincoln wearing sunglasses opened the door and jumped down.

He walked along the street with two agents to perform his tasks.

At this time, the streets are a bit chaotic. People may not yet know the news that the Cybertrons landed on the earth, but there is no doubt that the network collapse that broke out a few hours ago has already caught their attention.

Inexplicably missing bank deposits, falling stock market data like waterfalls, and completely disrupted work plans, etc. This kind of chaos stemming from the online world has spread to the real world before dawn.

Aware of these chaotic people, they are gathering blankly on the street, and some people are blocking the door of the bank that has not yet opened. They angrily questioned the staff who stayed behind, regardless of letting them return their deposits. .

As Mr. Rex Luther of Gotham City predicted, the collapse of the network level is affecting the real world. With the passage of time, at the dawn of the next day, the world order will inevitably suffer a new round of impact.

Fortunately, there is still time to recover from the panic outbreak...

"In the words of data experts, the real Internet era has not yet entered, and the rampage of Decepticons in the online world has not affected everyone in the real world."

Lincoln looked at the people who appeared to be very confused and shouted. He said softly to the agent behind him:

"Maybe we should feel lucky..."

"But things are already in trouble."

The agent behind Lincoln whispered:

"It is said that there have been several people jumping off the building on Wall Street. Fortunately, I am more traditional, and I only save a little money in the bank, otherwise I will definitely collapse now."

"If you don't solve the immediate trouble, the money you put at home will soon be worthless."

Lincoln pushed his sunglasses. He said:

"Go, find the guy."

Lincoln passed through the noisy crowd and continued to walk along the street. On his mobile phone, a small version of the block area had a green dotted line, which clearly marked the destination of this trip for Lincoln.

A dozen seconds later, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. stood in front of a small deli at the street.

He looked up and looked at the shop's sign.

"Simons Deli...well, this is it."

Lincoln adjusted his clothes and made a gesture to the two agents around him to keep them at the door. Then he pushed open the door of the deli and walked into this little-known shop.

This 24-hour store looks very deserted, and now almost in the early morning, no one will come to buy things at this time.

"Ding, Ding"

The stranger brother reached out and pressed the bell on the counter. The crisp voice echoed in the deli. A moment later, a middle-aged man wearing a single shirt and an apron, who looked a little uncut, walked away from the kitchen. come out.

He yawned and didn't look at Lincoln. He was a bit cynical and seemed to be weak and said:

"Welcome to the Simmons deli, we have freshly prepared bacon flavors, and a variety of..."

"I'm not here to buy things."

Lincoln put something in front of this middle-aged man, he said softly:

"And, hello...worker Simon."

"who are you?"

Reggie Simmons, the former Field Agent of the Department of Defense, who lost his job as early as 1 year ago, froze for a moment. He looked at the agent certificate that Lincoln had placed in front of him, and then stepped back alertly, reaching out quietly. Hold the pistol under the counter.

This desolate guy's eyes sparkled with suspiciousness. Although he was a little blessed compared to a few years ago, his job of holding a gun was still agile.

"How do you know me?"

Simmons raised his hand and pointed at Lincoln with a gun. He asked aloud:

"You sent them? Ha, you finally want to start working on me, right?"

The guy said sarcastically:

"You are afraid that I will reveal your ugly secret! You scumbags who have turned to aliens! You never want to scare me!"

"Calm down."

Lincoln looked at the pistol pointing at him. He waved his hand and explained softly:

"I'm not from the Ministry of Defense. I'm not interested in your life. I just want to talk to you."

"I won't compromise with you!"

There was a trace of fear in Simmons' eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and said:

"I have written a memoir about the seventh district and stored it in another place. As long as I die, those things will be revealed! You can't hide those mistakes."

"I said, I just want to talk to you."

Lincoln frowned, and he felt that the desolate guy in front of him seemed to be persecuted with delusions.

"No, there is nothing to talk about!"

Simmons said persistently:

"I am a conscientious person, don't try to buy me up!"

"It's up to you!"

Lincoln's hand commanded, before Simmons shot, a beating arc fell on Simmons' wrist.

His alien ability is very sharp to ordinary people. At the moment when the blue arc touched Simmons' skin, the eyes of this dejected agent widened because of the sudden electric shock. After 1 second, he shuddered with pale gray. Then Lincoln held his wrist and pulled it out of the counter.

"Look clearly!"

Lincoln put his agent's certificate in front of Simmons, he said:

"I am an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and I am here for the seventh district, Reggie Simmons. If you are really a conscience person as you said, you should help me at this moment. "

This sentence of Lincoln used the Axial seal. Although he was not as good at releasing the Axial seal as Coulson, for Simmons who was paralyzed by electric shock at this time, such a strong Axial seal was enough to calm him down. Down.

"mission completed."

Lincoln waved at the agent at the door, he said:

"Send this guy back as quickly as possible! The sir is waiting for him."

A dozen minutes later, Reggie Simmons, who was blindfolded by a black bag, was dragged into a room by two agents. He was thrown on a chair. In a slightly suffocating fear, the black bag on his face Was dragged down.

Worker Simon's breath was a little quick. This series of treatments made him think of something bad, which made his face pale.

But unexpectedly, what appeared before Simmons was not an interrogation room full of torture tools.

This is a broad house with bright lights, which looks like a parlor, and on the sofa in front of him, a guy with a black trench coat, frameless glasses, and a calm and slightly cold face is using a falcon The same gaze fixed on him.

In the chair next to Worker Simmons, there was a drunken guy. Although the guy was unshaven and decadent, Simmons recognized him as soon as possible.

That was Colonel George Burns... well, former Colonel, his former colleague.

A few years ago, the two of them had served together in the Department of Defense's secret project "Seventh District", and they also carried out the task of capturing the Cybertrons in California. Unfortunately, that mission failed.

Because of the rebellion of the Decepticons Cybertron who cooperated with them, the squad of Colonel Burns was seriously injured. That incident left serious psychological problems for the originally promising Colonel Burns, and he became extremely He hated the Cybertron, so he could only transfer from the command to logistics, and before Simmons and others were dismissed by the Ministry of Defense, Colonel Burns retired almost at the same time.

Merlin, who was sitting on the couch, was also looking at Colonel Simmons and drunken Burns.

In 1998, when dealing with the Hornet incident, he had contact with these two guys. He found some things he needed from the memories of Simmons and Burns, and also from their memories. For the first time, Merlin knew about the existence of Fire Seed and Magtron.

But these two guys definitely don't know Merlin, and Merlin washed away their memories.

"Snapped"

After a few seconds, Merlin held out his hand, snapped his fingers, and drew Simmons' gaze to him.

Merlin looked at the former field agent who had been dismissed by the Ministry of Defence and was so depressed that he could only return to his mother's deli to help. He said:

"Mr. Simmons, we are all people who work in the same industry, so I won’t talk nonsense... I need you to take me to the base of the Ministry of National Defense’s Seventh District Project in the Sahara Desert, where the same strategy Something meaningful, we must get it back."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Simmons said sternly:

"I don't even know what base there is in the Sahara Desert."

"Oh, it seems that you still haven't figured out what is happening now."

Merlin leaned on the sofa in disappointment, he said:

"I thought you were a smart person. I didn't expect you to be a fool like everyone else. Lincoln, let Agent Simon see how bad the situation we are facing now."

Lincoln, who was standing next to Merlin, took out a tablet and threw his hands to Simmons. The latter took it in his hands, looked at the screen, and found that it was a picture taken from high altitude.

The picture is a dune under the vast night. Under the rolling sand dunes of the desert, you can vaguely see a giant like a scorpion. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the scorpion under the dune has a cold metal light on the shell, which represents It is not a flesh and blood creature.

Then when the picture turned, Simmons saw two more piles of debris being cleaned. Among the twisted steel, some broken limbs of the steel giant could be seen vaguely, just like the body being shattered.

"They're here, Agent Simon."

Merlin looked at Simmons' fast-changing expression, and said slowly:

"Those Cybertrons, the Cybertrons who have worked with you, they no longer pretend to be your friends, they are preparing to invade the earth with great fanfare, and there are some boneless **** who are helping them. Simmons, you shouldn’t be stupid enough to think that today’s network crash is really for technical reasons, right?”

"I knew it..."

Worker Simon did not answer Merlin's question. He grabbed the tablet in his hand. He gritted his teeth and said:

"That group of lunatics will definitely cause big trouble. They didn't listen to my warning and drove me out."

"They made me lose my job, slandered my reputation, made me laugh at my family and friends, and made me lose everything. I want to tell others that there are alien robots in this world, but no one believes me... Ha, now the trouble is really coming."

He looked up and looked at Merlin. He said:

"Do you want to fight with the sneaky Decepticons? Very good... count me!"

"Also count me...hiccups."

The drunken Colonel Burns gave a burp and grabbed the tablet in Simmons' hands. He looked at the mechanical giant scorpion in the screen. There was unabashed hatred on his face. The commander grabbed the scattered hair and said to Merlin:

"They killed my companion, and I want to get revenge!"

"The battle is not in a hurry."

Merlin reached out and calmed the two guys who lost everything because of the Decepticons. He asked:

"I have a question. In 1998, the two Decepticons who worked with you, the guys whose codenames were smashing and rebounding, were killed and one was missing. The cooperation between District 7 and Decepticons was completely over. How did you contact other Decepticons later?"

"It's technology!"

Colonel George Burns explained while rubbing his forehead:

"When we worked with Decepticons at the time, they asked the Ministry of Defense to use military satellites to help them search for other robots on the planet. After they were connected to the military satellites, scientists in the seventh area secretly copied a copy of the Decepticons. After the failed action in Los Angeles, District 7 began secretly searching for other Decepticons robots hidden on Earth."

"It took us a year to finally find the Decepticons that were lurking in a mountainous area in South America. It claimed to be "Sonic", and it was willing to continue to "help" us. There was a "Tape Corps" under that robot. 'It's all small reconnaissance robots that are very small, good at transforming and disguising, and collecting intelligence.'

"That sonic wave is not a good thing. It hides the scourge and is a very cunning **** robot."

Agent Simon also answered with disgust:

"It teaches and entices the mad scientists to use the power of the fire seed. That thing can give any machine a real vitality. Obviously, it is planning to create an army of machines on the earth."

"Many of us are aware of the danger of this operation, but after General Ross, who had been vigilant against Decepticons, left, the damn, stupid Major General Stryker took over the project, and those Decepticons soon got higher. Rights, they started to use our resources to find more similar. And the worst thing is that they found."

"Stricker?"

Merlin frowned, and he asked:

"Is it William Stryker?"

"Yes, that pervert!"

Worker Simmon said bitterly:

"I heard that the **** presided over some disgusting human experiment projects, killing many innocent mutants, and the results failed several times, making him infamous, and I don’t know what the **** of the Ministry of Defense thought. Let such a madman replace General Rose in the seventh district."

"Oh, it really sounds like Lord Stryker, who is remembered by many people. How lucky."

A strange smile appeared on Merlin's face. He said:

"It seems that Logan and Wade can revenge this time."

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