Commander's Magical Journey

After Cleveland parked the car, Song Qingge pushed open the door of the store, and the three of them heard a slightly familiar voice as soon as they walked in.

"On the 36th, I ordered sausage pancakes, soba noodles and triangular wonton set. Cash only, next one!"

I saw Simmons, dressed as a chef, shouting while collecting money.At this time, an older woman in the same clothes kept talking beside him.But seeing Simmons' impatient look, it is obvious that he has not fully accepted his current life.

Song Qingge, Cleveland and North Carolina just stood quietly at the side counter, watching Simmons' busy figure.

After seeing off the second guest, Simmons finally saw the three of Song Qingge. "No, just kidding!" He pressed the bell in front of him three times in a row, and said to the people still in line, "The store is closed, everyone go out, now!"

After he finished speaking, he drove the customers out of the store, and at the same time closed the store door and put up a closed sign.

Song Qingge smiled and said, "Old friend, long time no see."

Simmons walked directly in front of him and said excitedly, "Old friend? It was you, the alien who caused the Seventh District to be disbanded immediately. The security level is gone, and the pension is gone. I am now empty-handed, and then I Had to come back and run this damn deli now."

Finally, Simmons grabbed Song Qingge by the collar.However, when he wanted to proceed to the next step, three black gun barrels directly reached his head.Simmons turned his head, only to see Cleveland's ship suit appearing, and those bright gun barrels were directly against his head.

He hurriedly raised his hands, "Ah, ha... When old friends meet, I feel a little emotional for a while, I hope Mr. Song can understand~"

Song Qingge straightened his collar with a smile, then waved to Cleveland.I saw the blue light flashing, and the gun barrel pressing on Simmons' head disappeared directly.

"Old friend, we are all civilized people, we just need to speak up when we have something to do. Don't touch your hands, it will be hard to say if my gun goes off." Song Qingge said with a smile.

The corner of Simmons' mouth twitched. The situation was like this, and there was nothing he could do. "I don't know what Mr. Song wants to do this time? If it's work, I'm afraid I can't help you. After all, I have already left the government."

Song Qingge said, "I came to you this time because I really want you to help us, but it's not about work."

Simmons froze for a moment, lowered his arms and asked, "Apart from work, what else can trouble the allies of all mankind, where is Mr. Song Qingge Song?"

Song Qingge said, "I want to create a website, which is a website that records the Transformers and interesting things that happened in our lives, and is open to all human beings. But there is a problem that not many people are familiar with us and the Autobots. And those with advanced computer skills can only think of you. So I came to invite you this time to join our base. I believe that you, who are used to that line of work, should not be very willing to sell deli meat. "

"What's the benefit." Simmons asked directly.

"The working hours are eight hours a day, and there are five social insurances and one housing fund, weekends on Saturdays and Sundays. During holidays, the salary is doubled, and the basic salary and salary are calculated according to your previous salary in the seventh district." Song Qingge said with a smile.

"I did it!" Simmons took off the chef hat on his head and said to Song Qingge, "I have long been fed up with these people who have to pick and choose when buying cooked food! Compared with this, I am more used to exploring some something unknown."

Seeing Simmons accept the invitation straightforwardly, Song Qingge nodded in satisfaction. "Then when can you leave?"

Simmons said directly, "Wait a minute, it will be done right away. Before that, I will take you to a place."

The corners of Song Qingge's mouth turned up slightly, it seemed that Simmons on the opposite side was very good.Sure enough, under the leadership of Simmons, they came to the freezer.

Opening the secret door on the floor, Simmons climbed down and said: "Actually, long before this group of robots came, our Seventh District had already started researching aliens for 75 years. Before I was fired , I just walked away with the top-secret documents of the seventh district."

When Song Qingge and the two ship girls went down to the basement through the secret door, they saw that the entire basement was full of documents, and an old TV was playing a video of him and Optimus Prime at the United Nations General Assembly.

"Heh, it seems that you have quite a lot of research files." Song Qingge flipped through some materials before turning over, and they were indeed some weird and special events.

"Of course." Simmons proudly said that although the Seventh District was revoked, the research results of the Seventh District cannot be obliterated by anyone. "We found that aliens have actually been to the earth long ago, and have left their own symbols on many great situations in the world today, just like the symbols we saw on the Rubik's Cube at that time."

With that said, Simmons climbed to a high place, pulled out a box, and threw it to Song Qingge.Song Qingge opened it and saw that it was indeed the photos in the second part of Transformers.

Simmons climbed down, pointed to the photos and said, "I once begged the Seventh District to investigate the contents of these photos, but no one listened to my request. Until now, you have come to this world, and then, the Seventh District It’s gone, and we can’t investigate anymore.”

Song Qingge nodded, "These photos are indeed suspicious. If you want to track them down in the future, I can give you the power to let other people in the base, even the Autobots, assist you."

Simmons clapped his hands excitedly, "Really? Even if you show up now, you can investigate?"

Song Qingge nodded, "The Autobots have a very long history, so long that even Optimus Prime and the others don't understand it, so it's good for everyone to investigate in depth. But..."

Simmons' face changed, "Is there something wrong?"

Song Qingge smiled and said: "But you have to do your job well first, and then carry out these explorations."

"My job?" Simmons was taken aback, "Oh...is it just about building a website?"

"Bingo, that's it." Song Qingge smiled, "This is your homepage, and the others are at most side jobs, understand?"

Simmons nodded, "Yes, boss."

Song Qingge looked around, pointed to these materials and said, "Are you going to take all these away?"

Simmons nodded, "These are the painstaking efforts of us and our predecessors, and I don't want to give up."

Song Qingge smiled and nodded to North Carolina. With a wave of North Carolina's hand, all the documents in the whole house, including the old TV, disappeared.

This hand stunned Simmons here, and Song Qingge patted him with a smile, "Relax, you will see more bizarre things in the future."

Simmons shrugged, stopped to look at the empty basement, climbed up with Song Qingge and others, and began to pack their luggage.

Chapter 281 Notification

After Simmons finished packing, a group of people walked to the street and saw a Rolls Royce parked by the side of the road.Simmons pointed to the car and asked, "Which Autobot is this?"

Song Qingge was depressed, "Hey, please, didn't you see the special number on the license plate?"

Simmons looked at it, and rubbed his head in embarrassment, "Hey, it's bad, it's bad. But you are also a big name, and you let the CIA provide you with such a high-end vehicle."

Song Qingge smiled and said: "It's not you, but us. Don't forget that you are also a regular employee of the base now."

Simmons smiled, and Song Qingge continued to ask, "Can you drive?"

Simmons said suspiciously: "Of course, driving is the basic skill of every agent."

Song Qingge glanced at the reluctant Cleveland, and could only touch his hair, "It's okay, I'll just ask."

After Song Qingge finished speaking, Cleveland immediately became excited, "Commander, are we going to the airport now?"

Song Qingge nodded, and then Cleveland directly opened the door and started the car, "Come on, let's go now."

Song Qingge's face darkened, and he regretted his soft heart just now.So I got into the car with a smile in North Carolina, and the first thing I did when I got in the car was to put on my seat belt.Seeing this series of operations, Simmons was taken aback for a while, "Do you still need to wear a seat belt when you sit in the back?"

Song Qingge smiled stiffly, "You will know later."

Simmons inexplicably sat on the front co-pilot, put on his seat belt, and then... nothing more.

When Cleveland parked the car securely at the airport, Simmons put on his seat belt and opened the door to get out of the car.It did climb out of the car, you heard me right.After climbing out of the car, he vomited crazily on the side. Cleveland, who was watching, touched his head, turned around and said to Song Qingge and North Carolina behind him, "Is it that exaggerated?"

Song Qingge and North Carolina looked at each other and nodded frantically.

It took a long time for Simmons to recover, leaning on the Rolls-Royce, rinsing his mouth with a bottle of mineral water that Song Qingge handed over to him.

"Let me tell you, Boss, this is the first time I've vomited in a car since I was an agent. I was in the car just now, and I almost saw God."

Song Qingge patted him on the shoulder, "Just get used to it, you know, I didn't wear a seat belt for the first time..."

Simmons was speechless, "You aliens are strong."

Song Qingge smiled lightly, "Have you recovered? We still have several hours to fly."

Simmons made a gesture, said "OK"!Then they boarded the plane together.

Similarly, Cleveland and North Carolina sat at the window along the way, looking at the scenery outside the window, while Simmons and Song Qingge were chatting together.

"Boss, where did you come from? I searched through historical materials and files before but couldn't find your origin." Simmons looked at Song Qingge and said.

Song Qingge picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip. Now under the training of Belfast, he has gradually liked black tea, but every time after drinking it, he feels that he is getting sleepier and easier.

Looking straight into Simmons' eyes, Song Qingge said, "We came to Earth unintentionally, and I'm not sure if we are the aborigines of this universe, so I can only say so."

Simmons took a breath, "In other words, could it be another time and space?"

Song Qingge nodded, and did not deny, "The planet we are on is called Blue Star, and there are several large forces on Blue Star, called Donghuang, White Eagle, Heavy Sakura, Iron Blood, Royal, Northern United, Sardinian Empire, Freedom Iris, etc. And the culture and camp are very similar to those on Earth, such as Donghuang and Tianchao, White Eagle and the United States."

Simmons nodded, "I see. Is this also the reason why you talk about the Celestial Dynasty? Then what is your identity?"

Song Qingge said with a smile, "Commander, the commander of the port area. Command my ship girls to defeat the unknown enemy and ensure the safety of all mankind."

"The girl from the battleship?" Simmons asked suspiciously. Because of translation and understanding, Simmons would get the meaning wrong.

Song Qingge smiled at Cleveland and North Carolina, "You should know the cruiser Cleveland and the battleship North Carolina, right?"

Simmons nodded directly, "Of course, those are the two meritorious ships of our country in World War II."

Song Qingge smiled and nodded, pointing to the two people next to him, "They are the two of them."

"Huh? You said that the two of them are giant battleships with a body length of more than 100 meters to more than 200 meters." Simmons said in surprise.

Song Qingge nodded, "Yes, you are right this time. They are girls transformed into giant battleships, so they are called ship girls."

Cold sweat dripped down Simmons' face instantly, "Huh? Does that mean the three-barreled 152mm main gun was poked in my face just now?"

Song Qingge smiled slightly and shook his head, "This is a trial type triple-mounted 152mm main gun that is more powerful than the Cleveland-class triple-mounted 152mm main gun."

Simmons patted his face for the rest of his life, "So, I am also the man who was directly poked in the face by the main gun of the light cruiser?"

Song Qingge said with a smile, "Well, indeed, there is only one person on earth who has been slapped in the face by the main cannon of the ship's mother."

After hearing this, Simmons laughed, and became interested, "Then who are the other people?"

"Hood, George V, Prince Eugen, Lexington, Saratoga, Akashi." Song Qingge said.

Simmons sweated a little. This is a complete standard fleet, but it lacks expulsion.After sighing, he said: "But even if they are battleships, they are all products of World War II. How can they defeat those steel guys?"

Song Qingge smiled, "Of course it's a Ford modification technology we have there."

"You mean modernization?" Simmons said.

Song Qingge nodded, "Similar technology, take Cleveland as an example. Now she is a guided missile cruiser of more than [-] tons, and she has special abilities like superpowers."

Simmons was ashamed, "That is to say, you have a fleet that has been destroying the country with you now, and a fleet that can operate on land without relying on the water surface? Do you still have a port area?"

Song Qingge thought for a while, "There are more than 300 people."

Simmons squirted out the coffee he drank in his mouth, "What? More than 300 ships? Are all the commanders in your world so powerful?"

Song Qingge touched his nose, "Maybe I'm the only one who is special."

Simmons is a good guy, it seems that he has met someone of the overlord level.

The plane continued to fly rapidly, and gradually flew out of the continental United States, slowly approaching Midway Island.

Chapter 282 Discussion with the Great Pillar

In the afternoon, Song Qingge's plane landed on the runway smoothly, and Hood had already stood at the place where the plane landed and waited for Song Qingge's return.

After getting off the plane, Hood walked quickly to Song Qingge's side, "Commander, is this trip going well?"

Song Qingge held Hood's hands and said with a smile, "Of course it went well. You have seen Simmons too. Let me introduce you formally now."

Song Qingge pulled Hood and turned to Simmons, "Simmons, this is Hood, the admiral-class Hood battlecruiser I told you before. Now Simmons is the manager of our base website, you know .”

"Hello, Mr. Simmons." Hood said with a smile.

Simmons bowed hastily, "Hello, Miss Hood."

Song Qingge said with a smile, "You guys have already met. Next, I'll take you to meet Optimus Prime and the others, and tell them about my plan by the way."