For the United States, this was a disaster.
For Fang Zheng, however, it was just a movie.
All he needed to do was sit on the sofa with popcorn and cola, watching how the Decepticons conquered the entire world.
If this were a movie, then no matter how dire humanity's disadvantage seemed at first, they would ultimately win. Of course, perhaps not through their own victory—maybe some hacker would create a computer virus, maybe an influenza outbreak would occur, or maybe the aliens on the other side would simply lose their minds.
Unfortunately, reality was not a movie.
The Decepticon army swept across the entire East Coast of the United States. Then, just as Fang Zheng had expected, they activated the space bridge and pulled Cybertron over. The Decepticon robot army then deployed in full force and launched an attack on humanity. Of course, there were also similarities to the movies.
For example, the Decepticons were basically only attacking the United States.
Naturally, the Americans were having a terrible time. They had never experienced war—or rather, a real war.
Watching reports of casualties thousands of miles away on television was not war. A one-sided attack could not even be called war; it was merely invasion. Only when they themselves suffered amid the flames of war could it be called a real war.
Thus, when bombs fell from the sky onto their heads, blowing their homes and families alike into pieces, these Americans nearly collapsed completely. Some screamed and fled, while others rose up to resist. Unfortunately, the director of this movie was not human. Before long, nearly two-thirds of the United States had fallen completely and become Decepticon territory.
Clearly, these robots intended to establish a new base on the American continent, using it as their center to advance upon