"Ah wonderful, test subjects! This turned out better than expected though I'm curious why you'd deploy a mech that advanced when you can't get any support. In any event it's time to find out what these lunatics are up to."

Brainwave advanced on the disabled shoes drawing an energon scalpel to remove their data tracks for information. 

"You've failed Transtech!" One of the shoes not quite as heavily damaged as the other 2 commented. Suddenly all 3 of them violently shuddered.

"Bah, I hate cultists. He triggered a group memory wipe. There is nothing we can retrieve from them."

"You, humans. How many of them are there?" The groups strategist demanded.

"We... we don't know exactly. All of our countries top leaders, the heads of the military, and every soldier we know have shoes enslaving them."

"This country is a joke, how big can their military possibly be? 2-3 hundred max?"

"Even then we've lost the element of surprise and their numbers are far larger than we can reasonably handle, yes. And that doesn't account for their overlord. Cultists this dimwitted can't have pulled this off by themselves, no."

"If they have an overlord he'll likely be immune to anything we can reasonably cook up currently. We'll need to be really clever about this." The scientist realizing this was far larger than he initially assumed.

"Well that is why you brought me along." Megatron's ego showing. "You'll need to increase our weapon output for this."

"I had hoped to avoid using technology any more advanced than we came with. Didn't want to risk it falling into the wrong hands. But this situation was completely unexpected. I thought they'd just have been poking some random MacGuffin or something."

"There likely isn't any value in trying to capture anyone else because the know what we were after now so we'll have to bait out their leader and defeat him. Hopefully ending this before it gets worse."

Brainwave didn't enjoy hearing what Megatron was saying but he had a point. The data would either be extra heavily encrypted slowing them down considerably and making them vulnerable to ambush or just outright deleted as soon as they were detected. Elsewhere I shadowy figure watched the conversation through the optics of the disabled shoes.

"Do you really think it will be that easy Megatron? Oh no, Unicron's plans are not so easily stopped." His maniacal laughter an ominous omen of what was to come.