"I found you because I admire your courage. An ordinary young man can save the world without caring about his own safety. This is what I admire most about you. Moreover, you are brave enough to fight against the powerful Decepticons, and what you lack now is strength."
"These things are a little unreliable. Tell me your real purpose." Sam Witwicky calmed down and asked directly.
"Okay, my goal is very simple. That is, I need a lot of Transformers bodies…" Wesley had just said this when Sam Witwicky thought of something.
"Did you take those bodies?"
"Not bad. Very smart. I took it. Remember the American soldier who covered you in Egypt? That was me." Wesley laughed.
"No wonder, no wonder I felt that you were familiar. It's you. But how did you do it? Those big guys disappeared very quickly and we didn't notice them at all."
"That's not the point. The point is, are you willing to accept this body?" Wesley didn't say much, but took out his chips. This sports car and body are Wesley's chips.
"You mean, give me this sports car?" Sam Witwicky was surprised, and there was a hint of surprise on his face, but he calmed down in an instant. As expected of the human being who saved the world twice, he does have a big heart at critical moments. "What do you want me to do?"
"It's very simple. Inform me of the battle between the Decepticons and the Autobots, and the two of us will join in when the time comes. Of course, I'm not going to attack the Autobots, but I want to collect the body of the Decepticons and the combat data of the airframe at the same time. That's all."
"What organization do you belong to?" Sam Witwicky asked.
"I don't belong to any organization. I'm alone. I can promise you that."
"Impossible. Without any organization, how did you get those bodies away? That's not right, even if there is an organization, it's impossible to get so many big guys away in public."
"Special ability. I have a special ability. It seems that you won't believe it if I don't show it. Then watch carefully." Wesley got out of the car and waved his hand. A huge tank appeared, an M1 tank, a single-form body.
"How did you do it? Superpower?" Sam Witwicky touched it when he got close. It was real, not an illusion.
"You can say that. So I can easily get it all and study it alone. Finally, I can master the manufacturing technology. How about that?" Wesley asked Sam Witwicky.
"Okay, let's do it," Sam Witwicky finally agreed. "But it's just the two of us. Are you sure you can beat the Decepticons?"
"Don't worry, everything is not a problem, and we can also form an alliance with the Autobots, right? How are things going now? Is the Decepticons going to appear?"
"Yes…" Sam told him what had happened, followed by his own analysis, and what he planned to do next. Ricky Simmons was now a tycoon because of his book. Sam planned to work with him. Wesley nodded in agreement. This Ricky Simmons was also a character.
"Good. Just do what you think. Find the problem and then let me know. I need to get ready. There will be a big battle. We need enough weapons and ammunition."
"A big battle? Do you think the battle will be fierce?" Sam asked nervously.
"That's right. After four years, the Decepticons have come back. It must be a fierce battle. That's why I found you. This time, I'm going to fight them head-on and see if the body I make is good enough. By the way, you need time to practice the control of the body. I'll teach you tonight. In the future, you can only practice alone." Wesley handed the control watch to Wesley and then drove the tank to prevent accidents.
As the night passed, in a small alley in Washington, Sam learned to operate the body. Because it was the way of neural connections, it was not complicated at all. He just needed to adapt.
"Take the car. It's yours from now on. I hope you're as brave as you used to be." Wesley said goodbye to Sam in the early hours of the morning and then took the early flight back to California.
He now needed to prepare a large number of weapons. Energy weapons alone were not enough to fight. Missiles and large-caliber machine guns were necessary. At the same time, the firearms used by the airframe needed to be manufactured. Wesley began to get busy.
After Wesley left, Sam Witwicky sat in his newly acquired sports car. He had no other emotions other than excitement. His stomach full of grievances had finally been released. He gripped the steering wheel with both hands and started the car.
He was too familiar with sports cars. The speed was intoxicating, and the roar of the engine was so pleasant. Back then, Bumblebee gave him this feeling, but was Bumblebee his car or not? He had always been very conflicted about this, but now there was no need. The car he owned was a deformed body completely under his control.
He stepped on the accelerator and the sports car roared in the morning sun. Wesley was very excited to be home, and his girlfriend Carly was very worried. She was relieved to see Sam Witwicky coming upstairs.
"Sam, where did you go?" Carly asked.
"Don't worry, honey, I'm fine. Never been better. Go to work. Don't worry, I'm really fine." Sam Witwicky smiled happily.
After Carly left, Sam Witwicky hurriedly called Ricky Simmons. "I found another secret." With just one sentence, Ricky Simmons became restless again. He had no resistance to secrets.
The investigation operation was then launched. Back then, the landing plan of the United States and the Soviet Union on the Moon was constantly found to be problematic, and the subsequent conclusion was shocking. The Decepticons obtained a large number of energy pillars, and at the same time, the Royal Guard was deliberately left on the Moon. Everything was to let Optimus Prime reactivate the Royal Guard.
It was all a conspiracy, but his girlfriend, Carly, was unhappy with Sam Witwicky for taking such a risk and wanted him to accompany her to the company's cocktail party. The two of them had a big fight. Sam Witwicky didn't even have a chance to show off his new car, an even more expensive cool sports car.
"Hello, this is Sam. We found a problem." Sam Witwicky sat in the car and talked to Wesley.
"Good. I knew you could do it. Now, inform the Autobots and tell them to take precautions. Then drive to pick up your girlfriend. She is in danger."
"Dangerous? What do you mean?" Sam was instantly nervous.