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Paul awoke and was met with Ebonys limp body
"Conrad? Conrad?" he shook his friends limp body still clinging his fiance's picture.
"SOMEBODY HELP!"
Mars Surface
The hangar shook from the explosions caused by the ufos but held as none of them were direct hits... yet. Taking no chances Mikhail quickly climbed into Delta for the small measure of comfort it provided.
'Never seen these flyers before, just who is behind this attack? Could it be the Decepticons again? This doesn't seem like they're style' Mikhail thought as Delta finally began to move.
'No point jumping into a firefight half-cocked, first I'll get some distance then decide where I'm needed after that... I just hope everyone else can hold out till then'
Jamming the controls in haste the the Delta transformed before quickly rocketing out of the hangar getting distance in between itself and the probes.
Mars Orbit
Waspinator's hesitance was wearing very thin on Brainwave. "Alright enough of this. Waspinator, you can either go be the bait or I can lobotomize you and then you can go be the bait. Pick one."
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"Eugh fiiiine...Waspinator will go" Waspinator groaned dejectedly.
Orbit Above Far Side of Mars
"Sir, our scouts have returned!"
Two soldiers broke from their run and saluted as quickly as they could in front of Commander Gueler while delivering their report.
Gueler remained composed while addressing the soldiers,
"Hm... this is slightly concerning. We will delay the Operation until we can confirm if this unknown faction will become an interference. Ensure all the officers are informed of this."
"Yes Sir!" the scouters turned to the aides relaying the message to be delivered to the officers. Gueler began preparing a report to be sent back to the Gradosian homeworld on the status of the Operation.
"We must not fail this time, even if these supposed "Transformers" are the enemy" Gueler thought to himself as he began opening the communication link.
Mars Orbit, Near Side
"Sir, we've gotten a close match, it's likely a Vegan Scout! and two unknowns have been spotted on the far side in the path of our attack pattern, we believe it might be a fighter craft of some sort!"
"Those Vegan scum... how dare they get in the path of the Great Gradosian Empire!" Gosterro growled at the informant who could do nothing but swallow his spit as a reply.
"We won't let them steal this glorious moment of conquest! We'll move forward with the attack immediately! If those two unknown flying craft remain in our path shoot them down before they have a chance to respond!"
"But Sir, the other lieutenants have not yet given the call sign for complete preparations-"
"Then command them to finish on the double! Once our first strike is complete we'll snuff out the Vegan scum and wipe them off the surface as well!"
"Y-yes Sir! Right away!" The informant quickly left to pass on the orders while Gosterro silently seethed as he left his presence.
"Those damn bastards won't get in our way this time... but mere scouts won't be enough... I'll have Gale attack these "unknown crafts", with any luck a stray hit will get him out of my hair, heheheheh..."