As Airachnid made her way to the source of the sound , she heard another one. This one sounded closer than the previous one. The interloper seemed busy at work, Airachnid thought. As she hurried along, she wondered how many had broken into her ship and whether she should have returned with an insecticon or two. Her palms started glowing faintly as she prepared to run into the intruder. By the time she turned around the corner, her palms were a bright pink and ready to fire.

The sound got almost crystal clear , so Airachnid slowed down and began encroaching closer to the source. She could make out an individual's outline; and since it was only one person, Airachnid lunged out of the shadows.

"Freeze." Airachnid commanded but fired at the unfamiliar silhouette anway. Shoot first, ask never was how she dealt with trespassers and the sort. This often annoyed other decepticons during the war on cybertron , especially those who preferred to be more calculating and deliberate.
Airachnid noticed that the trespasser, who looked cybertronian had been trying to break into one of the places were she kept some of her trophies.

With her palms still bright pink and ready to fire again, Airachnid then studied the cybertronian, trying to make out whether it was a bot or a con.

Konrad watched from behind one of the many stands as he witnessed the guard was kicked like a football, his eyes widening in shock before he collected himself once more, and just in time too for the lady was marked as the robot's next target. He didn't know what 'it' exactly was, but one thing was for sure; it was hostile and packed a punch. They'll need the machine gun on the humvee. Fortunately, the lady ran to the road, and that was about the time the front Humvee was already moving into the intersection.

The driver of the unarmed Humvee took a moment to glance around before he started across the intersection, but at that time the unidentified target came trampling down the road behind the woman with some strange item. He spotted it and shouted a curse before stomping on the gas to force the vehicle across the intersection to the safety of the buildings, allowing the second armed one to pull up and stop in the road. The gunner took no time in swiveling the gun and training it on the target before he pulled the double-fingered trigger, letting loose the heavy rounds at the target as the gun roared with it's hammering gunfire.

Everything had happened soo quick for the others they began moving through the market to chase the big beast, the AT soldier being right behind Konrad who was taking point. "Alright I want the LAW behind that car! Take cover and light that thing up!" The sergeant hollered as soldiers dashed towards their designated locations right behind the robot. That had boxed the hostile in with a Humvee on one end and a team of soldiers on the other, one of them preparing his rocket launcher to take aim and fire.

"Bulwark stay put Ratchet will be here shortly. Got fire over by the other pod. Time to kill some more Cons." Guardian Supreme yelled over the gunfire before flying off. Giving a sigh, Bulwark realized that he would be on his own yet again. Normally this wouldn't be a big problem, but in his current condition it wasn't ideal. Straitening up, Bulwark said "Frak it, If I'm dying. It ain't gonna be hiding." To make his point, Bulwark changed into his alt form. A cybertronian heavy transport vehicle. The back side was lagging a bit and the second gun was busted, but he had Guardian and his plasma cannon.

Revving up, Bulwark smashed through the hole in the vessel with a discharge of Guardians shield and ran a decepticon through. The bladed front of Guardian tore through the decepticon easily, barely slowing him down as he let off a couple pot shots from his working cannon. The rounds slammed into another decepticon, crippling its gun arm and optics as it blasted half its face into oblivion. However more decepticons took their place and began to converge on his position. Activating Guardian, the forcefield covered Bulwarks front as plasma bounced away and bullets crumpled.

"That Ratchet better get here soon, I ain't got enough juice to keep this up." He thought to himself as he charged his plasma cannon.

Target hardly had enough time to react to the voice behind him, let alone dodge the incoming shots of pinkish energy. He leapt to the side as we took a hit to his left leg, grabbing his blaster from the side of the door as he did. As the other shots hit the wall and door where he stood, Target bolted down the hall and dived around a corner before he could get hit again. He growled at the pain in his leg as he finally came to a stop. Glancing down at his leg, Target saw it was simply a glancing shot, nothing he couldn't walk off later.

With that in mind, he turned his attention to the unknown assailent. Kneeling at the corner as he shouted, "State your identification and subject yourself for processing, by order of lord Megatron." He quickly took two warning shots around the corner, getting a quick glance around the corner at the unknown assaulter. It was defiantly a Cybertronian, also it appeared to be a she. What was interesting was the glowing-pink hands and spider-like legs holding her to the ceiling. Target stayed there at the ready, waiting for her to make the first move.

Quake had been keeping track of the tiny meatbags who thought they could do him harm. The one in the vehicle finally made him feel the projectiles, they tickled him. Since the inferior life form felt it was good enough to stand up to vastly superior Quake, Quake decided to show him who was the boss around here. He punched a building a ripped a chunk of it out and threw it at the vehicle with the tiny meatbag firing the weapon mounted to it. As for his friends cowering behind other vehicles he fired upon the vehicle they used for cover, blowing it up in their face.

---

Ratchet arrived with some other Autobots to pick up Bulwark. Ratchet accessed the new arrival's condition while the others provided cover. "You are fine for travel. Now let's get you home."

"Megatron is here?" Airachnid said out loud, the surprise clear in her tone. She swung around and landed on the floor before creeping slowly on her spider legs.
Airachnid approached further, her palms no longer glowing. She expected the fellow decepticon to stop firing once he recognized her decepticon insignia. Though she was confident she could web or tunnel her way out of any sticky situation, she remained in her spider mode in case she had to continue fighting.

"My name is Airachnid and the ship you happen to be breaking into is mine. Identify yourself decepticon; and enlighten me, what is Megatron's current agenda?" said Airachnid.

It was no surprise Megatron intended to ruin Earth; however she would need to know how the dark lord intended to defile the planet they were on. If his plans conflicted with hers, she would need to think of a way to leave the planet or overthrow his reign. The insecticons would be her best asset if it came to that. A squad of insecticons wouldn't be enough to take out Megatron; but Airachnid could wait and strike when the decepticons were at their weakest.

On the other hand, if their objectives aligned, it would be profitable to temporarily rejoin his band of hot-headed lugnuts and glory hogs. However, Airachnid wondered how long her reassignment into the decepticon ranks would last. It wouldn't be the first time Airachnid would have to leave after an episode of infighting.

Target observed the now revealed Airachnid, spotting the decepticon insignia as she approached with her glowing palms no longer glowing. He thought for a few seconds about his current situation. His battle group outside was getting demolished by the time he entered the vessel, so by now they were either all dead or being routed by the autos. That would then mean the autos would be heading this way to investigate the ship themselves and, if Target survived this, Megatron will rattle him around for his failure. While he didn't want to simply let the fact she just shot at him slide, nor the fact she was seemingly all alone on this (possibly stolen) ship, he had no real want to draw things out any longer than they needed to be. However, on the off chance she had something to offer that would please Megatron enough over the loss of the LZ secure & hold mission, that would grant him a chance to save his 'skin' from another recent failure.

Target got up and approached the femmbot, doing his best to hide a slight limp in his step from her glancing shot on his leg. Holding on tight to his blaster in case things went bad, he introduced himself, "Name's Target, primary skills in battle-group comms, scouting and infiltration. Megatron's current agenda is to win. While I know you'd like more detail and while I'm [i[awfully sorry[/I] about breaking into your ship, we have more pressing matters. My battle-group outside was getting destroyed by the autos when I was welcoming myself aboard your ship. I need to find out my troops managed to turned the tide of the battle or if there is an Autobot attack group coming straight for this ship to also welcome themselves aboard. If you can take me to your comms-room, I'll tell you all you need to know. To be honest however, I don't believe we have time for '20 Questions'. He had a few questions himself, like where was the ship's crew? Why was she alone if there aren't any more crewmembers? What's she doing here? What's behind that door? But he felt the pressing matter of his main mission had to come first.

Though Airachnid wasn't awfully pleased with having to comply with the decepticon's request, she decided it would be best to do so since the safety of her own ship was involved. Without wasting another word, she scurried to her comms-room on her spider legs. Once there, she accessed a console that showed the positions of the uncloaked signals. The signals appeared closer to the ship than before which slightly alarmed Airachnid.
"As far as I can tell, these seem to be the signals of your group along with the bots nipping on their tailpipes.
Make what you will of the signal count." Airachnid said as she moved away from the console.

Then she ran a check on her ship, before navigating for the tunnels she had visited earlier. The ship had a leak but it wasn't too crucial as the ship needed to travel only a short distance.

"This ship is headed towards an insecticon hive that I discovered some time ago. I plan to use a group of them to distract the bots if a diversion becomes necessary." Airachnid informed Target as she set the ship's course.
"You're free to abandon ship if you have a better plan." she added.

--
Once the ship reached the hive, Airachnid broke the insecticons out of stasis, using the link she had with the creatures.

Elena continued to run, despite the fact she was given an ultimatum. "never!" she yelled as she saw the car driving at her, guns now shooting at the weird mechanical beast. At the first explosion, she fell, landing on her stomach and covered her head with her arms. "help!" she yelled, the artifact was already in her pocket from when she was running.

She turned her head a bit to see the beast still coming at her but a little bit slower from the bullets. She jumped back up and ran to the humvee, waving her arms for them to stop and turn around. "It's not safe!" she yelled.

Quake fired upon the building just above the vehicle the tiny meatbag was going for.He calculated so it would not only destroy the vehicle with all the ugly, disgusting, smelly meatbags inside plus it would block the path around the vehicle. He then fired to block any other exits. "Give it to me now!" He bellowed the last word at full volume. Shattering the windows around. "You have no chance of escaping your only hope is a merciful death but if you keep insisting on being a pain in my skidplate I will have to make sure you suffer greatly along with everyone on this ugly, disgusting, smelly planet, I will make you watch as each meatbag dies, and each one will die cursing you. Your choice doom your people to agony upon agony or mercy. Do you want to be the harbinger of doom or the angel of mercy? Answer now!"

Target nodded to Airachnid as he approached the console. What he saw on the screen made him groan quietly to himself. The autobots had finally sent troopers after the fall of the jamming tower. Although small in number, about 15 which included the autos that emerged from their pods, they had already outnumbered his remaining troops. What also made him feel worrisome was that more decepticon units had arrived only to be pushed back by the autos. This most-likely meant someone higher up the decepticon hierarchy didn't trust him with completing the mission, but there was a small possibility Megatron decided to give him access to some more troops. Whatever the reason, the mission was lost and it was now no reason to fight for more than pride.

He felt the ship shift under his feet and turned to Airachnid for an explination, which she gave to him without even looking at him. "This ship is headed towards an insecticon hive that I discovered some time ago. I plan to use a group of them to distract the bots if a diversion becomes necessary." There was a slight pause as she adjusted something on the command console, "You're free to abandon ship if you have a better plan."

Insecticons? Target never met any face-to-face before but has seen them in action. He quickly realised that this changed things, that his mission wasn’t a complete failure. The insecticons would boost the decepticon forces substantially, making the losses at this fight acceptable. He quickly scanned the console in front of him and formulated a plan to distract the autobots. He called it genius, while others might call it something less glorifying.

His plan, however, hinged on whether or not this ship could leave this heavily controlled enemy territory. Target addressed Airachnid, “What are the chances that you can get this ship back into orbit or out of enemy territory, after you received the insecticons? At least far enough that more decepticon reinforcements could come and support any needed repair efforts.” He tried to hide the anxiousness in his voice. If she couldn’t get it out of the area, he may need to think of another strategy before the autobots sent units to secure the now moving vessel.

The advance within minutes had already begun facing it's challenges as the two tanks became bombarded with explosive projectives and missiles. The one who had accompanied the commander was hit on the front, but fortunately it was still operable, leaving a ugly black spot and a few embers that rolled right off in the explosion's place. It was when another autobot started dropping missiles and rounds did the advancing tanks finally stop and switch to defense. Both of them launched their countermeasures which allowed a cloud of smoke to kick in in order to conceal them while they got out of the danger zone, where the missiles and rounds were landing. When the pair of tanks were away from the blast, they began fighting back. With coordination between the commanders of each tank and the crew they marked the general area where the attacks from both hostiles were coming from. "Red, engage the unknown contact bearing 110! I will be hitting those guys behind the rocks on the 180." Phillip ordered, and just like that, the tanks began firing once more, trying to keep up a fast rhythm so their bombardment would create the image of no end.

"Hey! We gotta push or somethin' Phillip!" One voice shouted over the radio, belonging to one of the two commanders in the red team. It was quite obvious time wasn't on their side, not to mention one of the tank's armor had been compromised, one more hit could kick it out of the show.

---

Just when the fight started it was going towards a climax and a end as things were town and thrown at the Humvee. The gunner, who had been watching and shooting at the same time was quick enough to shout to his driver to bail out, and the rifleman did, but the one operating the turret could only get in the vehicle, hold on tight to a seatbelt, and brace himself. Upon contact, the car began barreling down the road before landing on it's side, it was unsure whether the soldier had survived. The Humvee behind cover was more fortunate compared to it's partner as the driver climbed out and got towards the corner to peek out and shoot. He came across another surprise as a lady ran past him shouting for him to leave. Then he saw the barrel pointed at him and immediately he dashed out of the danger zone, yanking the girl along with him. Fortunately, he wore headphones to cancel out a loud shooting, so the voice wasn't soo hindering. He was shouting something over the decepticon's demanding, deafening yell, but it probably couldn't be heard.

The anti tank rifleman unfortunately got hit by the full wave of the blast from the car Quake blew up, but that explosion didn't affect the squad leader or the combat life saver. The remaining force quickly adapted and stopped wasting their ammo as Konrad went to pick up the LAW. Once he got it, the sergeant knelt down where he was and fired the HEAT Rocket at the big beast killing his members, the medic at the same time making a run to grab the downed anti-tank rifleman. The other who actually had something worth a punch followed suit, even the rifle man who bailed the armed Humvee had a M203 attached to his rifle he could use, and he did. During all of that, nobody had reported their situation to the outside world yet.

A small group of insecticons appeared before the two cons and made low grovelling sounds as they awaited further instructions. Airachnid figured that Target could be coming up with a plan, but she wasn't going to wait around till it was complete- the femme had a plan of her own. She opened a hatch when the other con spoke up.

“What are the chances that you can get this ship back into orbit or out of enemy territory, after you received the insecticons? At least far enough that more decepticon reinforcements could come and support any needed repair efforts.”

Airachnid ran a confirmatory diagnostic check before replying.
"In its current condition, the ship may not be capable
of getting back into orbit, but I reckon it can still get us to safe harbour. However, you'll need to provide the coordinates of the reinforcements you speak of- I haven't yet made contact with any other decepticons on this desolate blue marble."
She then lead the insecticons to the top of the ship before continuing.
"To buy us some time, I'll make sure these insecticons keep the bots busy."

"Insecticons, engage the autobots" she commanded them once they were out in the open, with one finger outstretched and pointing in the bots' direction.
In their trance-like state, the creatures let out their signature high-pitched war cry before transforming into their alt mode. The winged decepticons then rose up high into the sky, ready to rain down blaster fire on the bot squad.

Elena looked at the male who had pulled her out of the way, looking back at the metal beast. "No no! It's following me. You'll get us killed if he stop running!" she yelled to him. She grabbed his arm and started running more, looking back at the even more angry robot. She knew she was going to die either way at this point, why not put up a fight?

(Sorry it's not long. I didn't have much movement to go by.)

Target put his hand to his chin in contemplation before responding to Airachnid, "We have a hidden base along the coast. They should be able to give you enough repairs to make your ship capable of orbit travel. Once in orbit, the autobots won't be able to down your vessel, making repairs from then on easier. However, the hidden base must be kept secret. The best way to do this is to distract the autobots with a possible prize that they'll be foolish to let it slide.

"However, I'll worry about those details. I'll give you the secure frequencies to the base." Target punched the nessesary frequencies into the console in front of him, "Wait until you see the autobots are busy with the distraction before sending an encrypted message. When the repairs are done, send a ping on my personal frequency to let me know it's time to leave. We'll then leave the battle area to our own extraction zone, and hopefully live to see another day." He didn't want to mention that, if all this fails and the cons at the hidden base deny her access, she'll have to abandon her vessel to the autobots. Hopefully, it wouldn't have to turn to that, he was interested to see what were exactly on the logs of this ship.

With that done, Target made his way out of the ship and transformed to get a better view of the battle-zone. As he flew over, he saw Ratchet helping one of the two autobots that practically destroyed his battle-group. He transformed into his robotic form, took a shot at Ratchet with an armour-piercing missle and transformed back into his aircraft form. He didn't even bother to see if he managed to get the hit off, it was simply a way to get their attention and hope they would be listening on the less protected decepticon frequencies. He opened up his comms to the remaining decepticons under his command, including those that appeared out of the woods, "Demolition team, what's taking so long?" He waited a few seconds before speaking back into the line, "Demo team, report!" He again waited a few seconds, knowing full well no demolition team was assigned to him. Cursing as he spoke again back onto the line, "All units, pull back to the jamming device, the insecticons will cover us until we complete our primary objective. We can't let the autobots have access to the large energon mine in that area!" There was no energon mine anywhere nearby, in fact, anyone who did a quick scan of the area would know there wasn't any there. But there was the possibility that a quick scan wouldn't pick up a deep energon mine, so it was unlikely the autobots will let this possible threat to a valuable resource slide.

--

Blitzwing cowered behind a rock as the large autobot fired rounds at both him and the human tanks. He was all that was left of the few decepticons in this particular location, the other two that came to help, Trash and Grite, were obliterated by the autobot when he landed in the area. As he sat there, he received Target's transmission and seemed puzzled by what was being said. What was Target planning now? Another in-the-moment plan? The fool let this mission become a failure, what was he aiming to do now? Get them killed?

Before he could think about it any further, Blitzwing saw three insecticons above. Before the autobot could notice, they started firing upon him. Blitzwing took this as his time to pull back and see what Target had in mind. He bolted from cover, narrowly avoiding a tank shell as he ran, and left the mess behind him, heading strait for the destroyed jamming device to rally with what was left of the infiltration group.

---

Quake had a crazed look in his eyes as he saw the human continue to run, though not out of his aim. As he was squeezing the trigger, he felt a sharp pain in his arm that caused him to miss the young woman, the shot hitting the building down the block. He glanced at his right shoulder to see a sparking dent of exposed metal flesh, no longer protected by the hard armour of the mechanical beast. Quake looked around for the idiot who shot him, he had no intention to make life easy for that one. He saw a human soldier holding what seemed like a small smoking tube on his shoulder. Quake didn't care to shout his rage, he simply took aim at the human transgressor.

The soldier gave the lady a confused look as she dragged him with her, but didn't do much protesting after the metal beast shot a building not too far away. He did eventually stop and took his radio out from his vest pockets, the man offering it to the lady then pointing at the rolled over armed humvee if she took it or not. "I can't go I gotta stay here! My buds are still getting their asses kicked by that thing!" He replied before starting back towards the fight, his rifle at the ready.

Back at the conflict the sergeant was busy discarding the used rocket launcher when Quake turned to look at who shot him. Their eyes met for a second before the squad leader quickly tried to make a run for cover, making do with even the debris that were created from the fight. The only other available soldier to see this was the combat medic who had situated himself in a store near the car where he had picked up the injured anti-tank rifleman. The combat life savior quickly raised his rifle and started unloading the clip to try and get the decepticon's attention while his comrade made a run for safety. "Over here ya over-sized tin can!"

Distracting the bots didn't seem to be very difficult to Airachnid; given the current situation.
With the energon bluff and the insecticons in the air, she was pretty confident of shaking off the bots.It wasn't soon till the bots engaged in battle with the bugs. Airachnid allowed herself a moment to look on in delight as the insecticons took on twice their number, giving them a hard time no doubt.
She then accessed the secure frequency,wondering how the cons would respond. Airachnid thought up of a plan B incase the cons acted hostile and matters got out of hand. Her plan B which, under better conditions would have been her first priority, was to seize control of the con base if overbearing figures such as the dark lord himself were absent.

His plan seemed to be working so far. From high above the battle-zone, Target could see another autobot battle-group assisting the already bogged down group with the insecticons. Pleased to see that the autobots fell for the bait, he descended to the destroyed jamming device to meet up with the remaining troops under his command. When he landed, he noticed that, besides the 3 decepticons who where not originally assigned to him, Blitzwing seemed to be the only surviving member of the battle-group. Blitzwing barked at him sharply, "Are you nuts? Taunting the autobots in an attempt to get us killed?!"

Target answered Blitzwing calmly, "We need to draw their attention as a friendly vessel makes it's way to safety." Target turned to address the other decepticons, "I don't care why you're here or for what reason, you're under my authority now." Without letting any of them object he continued speaking, "We need to hold this point. I want you two to dig a few holes in the area and plant explosives in them, this should convince the autobots that there is an energon mine below us. Those of us that remain-" When the sound of footsteps coming from some nearby trees, everyone there pulled out their weapon and aimed in that direction.

Out of the trees a cybertronian with a decepticon icon on his lime-green chest shouting excitedly, "Target! Target, I'm here!" The cybertronian didn't seem to notice the weapons trained on him as he seemed to be holding something he was protecting with his hands.

Target sighed with relief, grateful the autobots didn't simply rush them. "Lower your weapons, it's a fellow decepticon." While, normally Target wouldn't be glad about seeing this decepticon in most situations, he was glad he was here now, one more fighter for this dangerous skeme. "Duelwing, I'm glad you've returned from your 'special mission'. Did you have any luck?" Duelwing somehow heard about a mission involving a dig-site back on Nemesis. While Target knew nothing about it himself, Duelwing basicly begged to be given that mission with him. While Target at first was reluctant to give in to his insistent begging, when he was given this Secure and Hold mission, he needed to garente precision and that's something Duelwing isn't overly known for. He had sent him off on a made up mission at a dig-site, which probably consisted of nothing more than fossilized bones.

Duelwing shook his head excitedly, "No. I failed the mission you gave me, which very much annoyed me." Some of the decepticons looked at each other in confusion, he had said that with such excitement. Duelwing continued speaking, "So, I brought back a prize with me anyway." He opened his hands to reveal a human in what seemed to be a white trenchcoat. The human's eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the light before freezing at the sight before him.

Target looked at the human then back at Duelwing, "Why did you bring this worm here?"

"He's my new pet! I call him Mr. Whitey." Duelwing looked down at the human, or 'Mr. Whitey', and said, "Say hello Mr. Whitey."

The human spoke up, "M-my name's not Mr. Whitey. I am Dr. Roland Da-"

Target interrupted the human, "This human can't be you're pet." Target offered out his hand, "Give him to me and I'll put him out of his misery." Duelwing started to burst into tears, giving the human into Target's hand. The human tried to stay on Duelwing's hand but to no avail. He landed roughly on the mechanical being's hand. The man then started to whimper and cry as the realization of his death drew near.

Before Target could crush the human within his hand, a thought crossed his mind and pondered upon as he stared at the human. He eventual spoke to the worthless creature in his grip, "What kind of doctor are you exactly?"

The man looked up at him with a confused look, "I-I'm an archaeologist. I h-help with the d-discovery of different kinds of c-c-creatures of the p-past."

"Could you use that knowledge in finding precious minerals? Like say... instead of finding bones you found materials that humanity considers unimportant?"

The man looked even more confused, "N-no, not really."

Target shrugged, "Very well. You're of no use to us then."

The man shouted, quickly before Target's grip tightened, "I-I mean, yes I can but it's not common."

The decepticon simply chuckled as he simply held the human in his grasp. Target turned his attention to his companions, "We've got ourselves a ticket out of here if need be." He spoke to the two he had already given orders to, "Stop standing around and do what I told you." As they quickly got to attention and went to start digging holes periodically, planting some explosives within them. Target turned his attention to the rest, "Find cover and prepare yourselves for the eventual autobot attack." He held onto the human, explaining to him in detail what he wanted him to say. The rest of the decepticons did as they were order, doing their best to ignore the weeping Duelwing, who still seemed to be following Targets orders as well.

---

There was silence on the secure channel, to the point where it seemed to be empty. Until a rough, slightly bored, voice responded, "State you're identification, purpose and-" There was a pause before the voice came back on, slightly annoyed now, "Who's gone and kicked the hornet's nest? Oi, whoever you are, if you have anything to do with this explain yourself!"

---

The bullets from the human sparked across the decepticon's shoulder, to his chest and finally into his face. Quake had to block the bullets with his free hand as they were blinding him. He shot in the direction of the nuisance, hitting the floor near him and causing dust to engulf the human soldier. Quake didn't even wait for the dust to settle to see if the nuisance was dead, he looked for his original target. The human must have dived into cover as he was distracted. Quake cursed as he turned to find that the female human had also disappeared, causing him to curse even louder. It wouldn't be to hard for him to find her again, the object she carried gave off a very faint signal. If he could find it again, he would locate her and rip her to shreds.

Quake smiled as he picked up the signal, it had moved in behind some buildings. The decepticon decided it would be a good idea to show some force. He started running in the general direction of the signal, ignoring the light fire from the human soldiers as he ran past them. Quake rammed through a building, causing debris to fly all over the place. When he was on the other side of the building, he grasped his wounded shoulder. He probably shouldn't have rammed through the building with it. He turned his eyes up, looking for signs of the human female.

She grabbed what she was given but then grabbed the males shoulder. "If i leave now.. I think the bot will follow me... When it does, send all your force to it's back side...Try to take it down while I distract is. it's our only hope." she said the the soldier as she started to run, hiding behind the very wall he was now smashing.

Take a run for it down the street, she closed her eyes and continued forward the fastest she could. She hoped the soldier could take him down, or well... She would end up dying a very painful death. She was sure the item he wanted was in her pocket, but if it was so important to kill over, she couldn't let him have it before she died..

The bombard wasn't long due to the fact there wasn't much shooting back before the tanks began moving, this time those who broke off were also pushing forward from their position. Everything seemed tense, like they were going through the eye of the storm and the other end was going to be just as bad, but only time could tell as the gap between the tank division and the unknown contact began to diminish. "Jesus we're gonna need some help out here if we keep getting this kind of heat..." Phillip muttered before looking over his shoulder at the other tank that was to follow him, the tank commander taking a moment to survey the damage on that thing. Atleast it's running and shooting.

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The man the girl grabbed listened to her intently before she turned to run off. "Hey hold up we-!" His plea was unheard and he was left with a dilemma to either stay and take up her plan or return to his squad leader. Behind him there was the destruction the decepticon was making, and he knew running back would endanger the woman. It was time to suck it up and be a soldier.

The combat medic continued to fire until the decepticon took a shot his direction, the blast causing him to be knocked off his boots and onto his back inside the store as dust kicked up around him. The shockwave was rather disorienting, and the shrapnel left some injuries behind that could keep him out of the fight as an active combatant, but these results were better than loosing one's life, after all.

Konrad watched as the decepticon and glanced over at the store before he took up the used rocket launcher and ran over towards the dust, not pausing to let it settle. Moments later the other rifleman was on his way to help out with damage control. Once they were both there the sergeant placed the rocket launcher on the floor then went to help the down combat life saver. "Alright stay here with the other guys Kelly. I am going back out there." The squad leader said before he started after the one who pretty much tore his squad apart. It wasn't hard to follow the destruction Quake made in his path and when he finally reached the thing he slid across the dirt road behind a crushed car to work on his radio. "Wardog to all friendly call signs we are in trouble. I don't know what to call this thing but it took out my entire squad if there's anyone available to help out this is a call for aid." The man reported before he got back up to wave the last available man over, the one who helped ((or was helped)) by the girl. The two got together, then they moved towards the decepticon for round two.