Chapter 889 The Person Who Decides the Fate of the Earth!

The noise was also stunned by the sudden death of the vertigo. It was obvious that the two of them had just cooperated to suppress Chen Mo. How could Chen Mo kill him in a blink of an eye!

However, Chen Mo didn't give him time to stay in a daze. He kicked hard on the body that had slowly fallen from the dizziness, and Chen Mo flew back at high speed again in the direction he had just come from.

In midair, Chen Mo turned around, turned his body sideways, stepped forward with his right foot, and flew towards the noisy chest with a flying kick!

After the thick breastplate was shattered by Chen Mo, the defense of Noisy's chest became very weak. Under the flying kick of Chen Mo's right foot covered with the Edman alloy armor, the metal structure of Noisy's chest was quickly destroyed.

As most of Chen Mo's right leg was inserted into Noisy's chest, the light in Noisy's eyes quickly dimmed, and finally went out completely.

Chen Mo's left leg kicked hard on Noisy's body, and at the same time he pulled out the right leg inserted into Noisy's chest, his entire body drew an arc in the air and fell towards the ground.

At this time, the dizzy body was less than halfway down, and the noisy and huge body followed, and fell to the ground together with the dizziness, causing a large amount of dust.

One-on-two, Chen Mo wins!

After getting rid of the noise and dizziness, Chen Mo did not leave immediately, but walked to the dizzy corpse.

Chen Mo is very interested in the pair of stunned energy shock cannons with huge power and amazing destructive power!

He is now lacking such a large-area attack weapon!

When he came to the stunned corpse, Chen Mo directly waved the stunned corpse into the space. He didn't have time to dismantle the two energy shock cannons carefully. Besides, the stunned corpse was still useful for him to study the deformation ability. , so simply put the whole into the space.

Anyway, the size of the space is enough, but also save the trouble.

After searching for the spoils, Chen Mo started the thruster and quickly lifted into the air, chasing after the team ahead!

Just as Chen Mo caught up with the team and sat back in the cab of the Hornet, Glenn Whitman, who was sitting in front of an old computer in the archive room of the seventh district, was typing fast on the keyboard.

"Global search..."

While talking, Glenn Whitman hit the enter key.

There was a flicker on the old-fashioned black-and-white monitor covered in cobwebs and dust, and finally the picture he wanted appeared.

Glenn Whitman turned his head excitedly and shouted at the crowd.

"I succeeded! Information transfer in progress!"

Since Chen Mo took the lead to get rid of the confusion that sneaked into the base before leaving, everyone in the archives was not attacked, and naturally there was no need for anyone to resist. When Glenn Whitman was operating, everyone surrounded behind him.

Secretary of Defense John Keller, who had been standing anxiously behind him, stepped forward immediately after hearing this and said in a deep voice.

"Write as I say!"

Glenn Whitman was quickly working on the computer again.

"This is Secretary of Defense John Keller, to Chief Northern Command!"

"Initiate emergency steps! Blackbird 1195..."

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at the same time,

Northern Command, Tactical Command Center!

One of the soldiers in charge of communication had a communication headset hanging around his neck, standing in front of a radio transmitter that was temporarily found, constantly operating.

Since all satellite and network communications were cut off by the Decepticons, the military bases lost contact with the outside world, and they had to use the most primitive means of trying to communicate via radio, which is now rarely used.

Suddenly, a regular radio wave sounded from the communication headset that he hung around his neck!

"Morse code!"

The correspondent reacted quickly, grabbed the pen at hand, and began to record it in the notebook.

Soon, the content of the code was translated by him, grabbing the book with the translated instructions in his hand, the correspondent quickly turned around and reported loudly to the senior officers in the command center.

"Sir, we have an air strike order from the Secretary of Defense!"

...

With the successful receipt of John Keller's order, the air force of the Northern Command was quickly mobilized!

"Raptor! Out! Out! Out!"

"Attack the entire squadron!"

...

Following the command of the command center, an entire fighter formation was quickly prepared, the pilots boarded, the engines ignited, and with the deafening roar of jet engines, advanced F-22 Raptors took off from the runway one after another. , formed a neat formation in the air, and flew towards the city that Chen Mo and others were rushing to!

In the archives of District 7, John Keller and others who received a call back from the Northern Command finally breathed a sigh of relief. Glenn Whitman slumped directly into the chair.

But the crowd didn't take it easy for long.

Just when everyone was overjoyed at the successful contact with the Air Force for support, the walkie-talkie on Simmons suddenly rang.

"NBE-1 is about to thaw completely, and there's nothing we can do about it!"

The room was very quiet at this time, so everyone clearly heard the voice on the walkie-talkie.

This sudden bad news made everyone's heart sink suddenly!

"Everyone evacuate immediately! Abandon NBE-1!"

Just when the room fell into silence again, Simmons' voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone in the room couldn't help turning their heads to look at Simmons, who had just given the evacuation order with the walkie-talkie.

Putting down the walkie-talkie in his hand, Simmons looked at the crowd, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said with a serious face.

"We have done our best, and there is no need to increase casualties."

Having said this, Simmons's voice suddenly stopped, then looked up at the ceiling in front, and said slowly and erratically.

"Leave the rest to them!"

After listening to Simmons, no one said a word. Indeed, the freezing system was destroyed, and it was only a matter of time before Megatron woke up. The personnel of the hangar had gone all out to delay the melting time as much as possible. Now, since it is a foregone conclusion, There is no need to let them sacrifice in vain!

However, everyone has different understandings about the "them" that Simmons said at the end.

Some people thought that Simmons was referring to the Air Force Raptor fighter formation that had just been dispatched, but for more people, Chen Mo's figure appeared in their minds!

All of them have tried their best and tried their best, and it is up to "them" whether they can stop Megatron and save the earth from the fate of destruction!

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