Freedom's Flexible Moral Bottom Line!

Broken.

How did Optimus Prime die?

According to the plot, Sam must have had a sudden inspiration, seized the Megatron revealed, and took the opportunity to insert the "AllSpark" into its core.

Then, the two energies collided violently, resulting in the destruction of the AllSpark and the temporary elimination of Megatron.

What follows is a standard Hollywood ending. "Big Pillar," with his charismatic leadership, deep, resonant, and husky voice, delivers a passionate speech as the ultimate victor.

However, it seems the "plot" has deviated slightly.

Optimus Prime destroyed the AllSpark at the cost of his own life.

Sam Witwicky, who should have been the male lead, was slapped away by Megatron and lay in the ruins, his fate unknown.

Metallica was being ground to the ground by the roadblock, next to it was Jazz, who was barely clinging to life, and the ambulance was being driven into a corner. As for the leader, the leader was already dead, and Optimus Prime had a huge hole in his chest, lying dead in the ruins.

The AllSpark! I'm such a huge AllSpark?!

Oh no, the AllSpark exploded, and who knows where the fragments went? The plot is completely messed up!

Alvin felt as if a thousand horses were galloping through his mind, his whole being was in disarray in the raging wind, his gaze blank as he stared at the "Great Pillar" lying dead in the ruins, and Megatron.

Good grief, this is Hell start!

"Navigator, what's going on?" Alvin was utterly speechless, pointing suspicion at the system: "Did you do this?"

In the past, although plot points may change, they were generally the result of his active intervention.

But this time, less than ten minutes after he landed, the plot had already taken off like a wild horse, galloping freely across the grassland.

[Dear Navigator, the system has no authority to change the course of the world; everything is a matter of fate.]

"Very good. I'll remember you."

Alvin's face showed a rare expression of anger, and a flash of crimson light appeared in his eyes once again.

If he hadn't been delayed by that damned Starscream for a few seconds, he wouldn't have missed his chance, and the AllSpark wouldn't have been destroyed by Optimus Prime. The plot wouldn't have fallen apart like this. So, the culprit is Starscream!

In his mind, he had already sentenced Starscream to death; he was determined to kill the guy the next time they met!

At this moment, Megatron completely disregarded the Autobots and was searching everywhere for the shattered fragments of the AllSpark.

The Autobots' Transformers, before they could even recover from the grief of their leader's sudden death, were stunned by a barrage of bullets.

Turning around, they were surprised to see that the people attacking them were... humans?

Seeing this, Alvin exclaimed, "Awesome!"

Wow, that's typical of Americans!

When Alvin saw the human fighter formation suddenly change its target and turn towards the Autobots, even Alvin had to admit he was impressed.

As expected, Americans have very flexible moral standards; when it comes to shamelessness, no one can compare!

Seeing that the Autobots were defeated, he immediately turned his guns on the "friendly forces".

He'd call the speed at which the US changed sides after taking sides the fastest!

The Sidewinder Missile, trailing a trail of flame, unleashed a violent explosion that sent Ironhide and Jazz flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

Immediately following was a high-altitude strafing attack by heavy machine guns, with dense bullets raining down!

"No, humans. You've attacked the wrong target!" Under the barrage of bullets, Ironhide continued to try to correct its course, mistakenly believing that the human fighter jets had identified the wrong target.

But in that instant, the roadblock suddenly rushed out from behind, its deformed blade stabbing out fiercely and viciously.

"Get out of the way, Ironhide!" Jazz kicked Ironhide aside, but was instead pierced through the chest by a sharp blade.

"Ahhhhh."

Jazz screamed, though it was very careful to avoid the energy core.

However, the barricade's sharp blade still pierced the core, and energy spilled out like water droplets, lifting the jazz high.

"Hehe, haven't you guys realized it yet?"

Barricades gave a sinister sneer and said to the still bewildered Tinker and Jazz, "Now, humanity has chosen us!"

At that moment, Jazz felt a deep sadness.

If Optimus Prime were still alive and witnessed this scene, would he regret sacrificing himself for humanity?

The human aerial formation circled halfway around them, then aimed its cannons at them again, while the barricades smiled coldly and slowly retreated to avoid being accidentally hit.

Looking at the Autobots being bombarded by a formation of human aerial fighters, Alvin's eyes flickered slightly. "Since Optimus Prime is gone, let me lend you a hand."

He integrated his Psychic Power powers into the bio-armor, activating the biomagnetic field.

Then, the biomagnetic field was transformed into a powerful electromagnetic force, which spread out like Stormfront. The visible electromagnetic storm rippled across the sky, instantly covering and enveloping hundreds of meters!

Under intense electromagnetic interference, the aircraft in the human formation suddenly experienced malfunctions and breakdowns.

The barricade seemed to sense the sudden magnetic storm's impact and was about to stop the Autobots from escaping, but it was blasted away by an unknown force, crashing into a nearby building and being buried by the falling rubble.

"Quickly! Retreat!"

Already severely wounded, Jazz clutched his chest, overwhelmed with grief and rage, and issued an order to all Autobots: "Humanity has betrayed us. For the sake of the Autobots, for the sake of everyone's future, retreat immediately!"

For a moment, the Autobots forced themselves to suppress their grief.

They have been betrayed by humanity; Optimus Prime's sacrifice was meaningless!

But they had to live, only then could they avenge Optimus Prime. The ambulance dragged Optimus Prime's remains onto the truck, Ironhide carried the heavily injured Jazz, and Bumblebee provided cover from behind. Taking advantage of the lingering effects of the magnetic storm, they began their frantic escape.

Watching the Autobots successfully evacuate, Alvin felt a little relieved.

He actually prefers the Autobots to the Decepticons, mainly because Optimus Prime's charisma is so strong that it's hard not to like him.

Of course, Optimus Prime's death was only temporary.

Alvin glanced deeply at the human army that had already submitted to the Decepticons, a chilling, sinister smile playing on his lips.

Currently, it is unclear whether the AllSpark destroyed by Optimus Prime will leave behind two fragments, one large and one small, just like in the original storyline.

"It's time to go."

Upon seeing Starscream return, Alvin realized it was time for him to leave as well.

He didn't want to be besieged by the Decepticons. Once he anchored to that world, who would besiege whom was anyone's guess!

United States, Bureau Seven.

Because of the president's orders and the Bureau Seven's capitulation, humanity has completely sided with the Decepticons.

The Decepticons, of course, occupied this base.

However, Megatron's expression seemed a bit off; he had been radiating a low-pressure aura ever since he returned.

Soundwave, Roadblock, Whirlwind, Poisonous Scorpion, and Starscream all lowered their heads, not daring to speak, for fear of incurring the boss's wrath at this moment.

"Aaaaaah--!!!"

Megatron was furious; he was so close!

It was so close! If Starscream hadn't disappeared, how could that mortal and Optimus Prime have succeeded?

Thinking of this, Megatron unleashed all his anger and resentment over the destruction of the AllSpark onto Starscream.

Their hopes for revival, and for Cybertron to rise again, have now been completely shattered!

The AllSpark has been destroyed!

There is absolutely no hope. Without the AllSpark, it cannot revive Cybertron!

The cause that one has been striving for all this time has suddenly vanished into nothingness; it is a blow that would be hard for anyone to bear.

It worked so hard for so long, only to end up with nothing, and someone has to be held responsible for all of this.

It is well known that leaders never take responsibility, so the objective becomes very clear.

Starscream, that's it!

"Starscream, I need a reasonable explanation!"

Megatron gripped Starscream's head, his menacing claws tightening suddenly. "Why weren't you on the front lines? When I needed you most, you... my dear Commander!"

Anyone could hear the anger in its tone.

After all, the battle between the Decepticons and Autobots was almost at a stalemate, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.

But at that crucial moment, when it most needed Starscream to join the battle, he was nowhere to be found, indirectly leading to Optimus Prime sacrificing his life to destroy the only hope— the AllSpark!

In popular parlance, this wave of Starscream is nothing short of war criminals!

Everyone was fighting desperately, and then you turned around and disappeared without a trace. That's the behavior of a war criminal! Even being skinned alive by Starscream wouldn't be an exaggeration!

Soundwave, Barrier, Whirlwind, Scorpion, and other colleagues also cast angry glances their way.

If Megatron isn't given a reasonable explanation, Soundwave has no doubt that Starscream's life will most likely end today.

"Ahhh"

Starscream's head felt like it was about to explode from being squeezed; she screamed in terror and struggled.

However, Starscream, who appears to be the same size as Megatron, is as small and powerless as a child in front of him!

The two sides were not evenly matched in strength. Megatron easily lifted Starscream up and slammed him hard to the ground!

Boom!

Starscream was thrown around so hard he was completely disoriented, his head spinning with stars.

"No, my master."

Before the Starscream could even struggle to its feet, its head was stomped into the ground again.

A terrifying force, like a hydraulic press, descended from Megatron's feet, causing Starscream's head to make intimate contact with the ground. The hard metal was gradually squeezed, cracked, and deformed, exploding into clusters of sparks!

Spare my life!

The Starscream struggled to speak, its voice filled with terror, desperately trying to signal to "Soundwave," who was watching the scene unfold. It knew very well that "Soundwave" was the only one who could save it now.

"Megatron, I think we should listen to what Starscream has to say first." Soundwave saw its pleading eyes, paused for a moment, and then slowly said, "Perhaps it can give us a reasonable explanation."

Although it also looked down on Starscream, the Decepticon Transformers were in dire need of combat power at the moment.

Moreover, as Megatron's most trusted lieutenant, it had long seen through Megatron's thoughts, which were simply to take the opportunity to give Starscream a warning and make him less troublesome. So it took the initiative to offer Megatron a way out.

Sure enough, with the step provided by the Soundwave, Megatron, though still furious, did loosen his grip on his foot.

Terrified, Starscream, having narrowly escaped death, immediately suppressed his ulterior motives and timidly looked up at Megatron: "My master, please hear my explanation. I had a reason I had to go."

"Explain!"

Megatron's rage had not subsided, and a chilling killing intent emanated from Starscream's energy core, almost tangible.

Touching his cracked head, Starscream felt wronged and explained aggrievedly, "My master, it's not that I didn't want to join the battle, but that I discovered a target that is more threatening than the Autobots."

"A target more threatening than the Autobots?"

A hint of suspicion appeared on Megatron's fierce face. "Starscream, you'd better not be lying to me, otherwise... you should know that I hate being deceived!"

"No, no, no, my master, how could I deceive you?"

Starscream's expression softened with a hint of human-like obsequiousness as he cautiously stated, "While conducting reconnaissance at high altitude, I suddenly detected strange energy signals. After analysis, their genes clearly don't belong to Earth species, and they're wearing biological armor, posing a significant threat to us."

As they spoke, the Starscream projected the images from its eyes.

A man with a human appearance suddenly leaped dozens of meters from his spot, wearing unanalyzable Bio-armor, and with some unknown power, broke the sound barrier, flying towards the center of the battle at an extremely fast speed.

"My master, please look." Starscream covered his bruised and battered face, looking utterly aggrieved. "My detection system shows that this creature is over 90% different from humans and may pose a threat to you, which is why I went to intercept him."

The footage then showed that the human-like creature remained unharmed after withstanding several Sidewinder Missile!

Moreover, under the continuous barrage of the 20mm machine gun, it was as if an invisible barrier blocked all the attacks!

Then, the steel bar that the man threw with his bare hands had an initial velocity that exceeded Mach 5!

What does Mach 5 mean?

The powerful kinetic energy can penetrate their tough bodies in an instant and pin them directly to the ground!

The initially angry crowd suddenly fell silent after watching the footage of Starscream. It seemed, perhaps, maybe, possibly, probably... that Starscream really couldn't be blamed!

This time, it was indeed Starscream who stopped the most threatening alien life form!

If that alien life form were to intervene in the battle, regardless of whether the Decepticons or the Autobots would ultimately win, neither Megatron nor Optimus Prime of the Autobots would want their "AllSpark" to fall into the hands of an alien.

"Soundwave, do we have any similar records of extraterrestrial life in our database?"

After watching the footage of the suspected alien life form, Megatron's expression turned serious.

"I need time, Master." Soundwave paused for a moment, then said, "At its peak, Cybertron explored millions of planets. The records are too complex; I need to sift through them to find the information."

Having calmed down, Megatron's thoughts began to clear. He turned to Starscream: "You, keep a close eye on the humans. Make them search for the AllSpark fragments. Optimus Prime couldn't have completely destroyed the AllSpark; there must be some left!"

Having just made a grave mistake, Starscream nodded frantically, saying menacingly, "Don't worry, my master, I will make those humans find the AllSpark fragment for us."

Then, Megatron turned his gaze to Barricade, Cyclone, and Scorpion: "Optimus Prime may be dead, but his body remains. I need you to retrieve his body and completely destroy the Autobots Transformers for me, understand?!"

"Yes, my master!"

Barricade said menacingly, "I'll follow Bumblebee's scent to find Optimus Prime's body and their location!"

Its feud with bumblebees has a long history.

The two Transformers have been locked in a love-hate relationship since long ago, serving as valiant warriors under each other's leaders, yet neither can defeat the other in every battle.

But this time, it finally has a chance to prove that it is the strongest one!

The remains of Optimus Prime lay there, straight and upright, in a ravine in the desolate wilderness.

The flames illuminated the surroundings, revealing the ambulance and its massive, metal frame riddled with bullet holes and scarred.

Bumblebee sat in the position closest to the leader, remaining silent throughout. His usually cheerful and lively personality had turned sullen.

They gazed at the energy treasure on the leader's chest, which had been completely destroyed by the AllSpark.

The enormous, seemingly melted wound was so shocking to behold!

"It's dead." As professional medical personnel, the ambulance could tell at a glance that their leader, the great Optimus Prime, had completely lost the breath of life, and the wreckage was now nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.

A silent, oppressive, and sorrowful atmosphere enveloped every Autobot.

The death of their leader undoubtedly dealt a devastating blow to the morale of the Autobots!

They seemed to have lost their way, and were immediately plunged into endless confusion and helplessness. Although the AllSpark was destroyed, the Decepticons had won.

Even more tragically, after the Battle of Los Angeles, the United States president slid to his knees at lightning speed and collapsed directly into the arms of the Decepticons.

It has to be said that this is a traditional United States tactic, with the president taking the lead in becoming a "traitor."

Under the leadership of the president and the Bureau Seven, the identities of the Autobots and Decepticons were blatantly subverted by the media.

Optimus Prime and Transformers Autobots, who sacrificed themselves to protect humanity, were portrayed in media reports as an evil alien force, Daemon intent on destroying human society!

And what about the Decepticons?

They became heroes who saved Los Angeles, receiving praise from humanity, the United States president, and the media!

The Decepticons clearly started the war, and they were the ones fighting to the death, yet the outcome was overturned by a few words. It would be a lie to say they weren't angry, but more than that, they were heartbroken. They felt it was all for naught that Optimus Prime died!

He sacrificed himself to save humanity, only to have such a dramatic outcome.

Is it ironic?

No, no, no, that's underestimating the United States government's flexible moral bottom line.

Those human soldiers who fought alongside them in Los Angeles were, within hours of the war's end, transformed into members of a terrorist organization, as described by the United States president, who claimed they were attempting to overthrow the free government and had made a pact with "the Daemon."

That's absolutely ridiculous.

Soldiers who fought for their country were ultimately labeled "terrorists" by politicians!

"We failed."

One of his metal arms had been removed, and he leaned against a dilapidated oil drum, his tone filled with desolation.

As the second-in-command, Jazz should have stepped up and taken charge at this crucial moment.

However, in the game in Los Angeles, the Jazz were ambushed, resulting in severe damage to their energy core, which fell into a deep coma.

Even if the ambulance has the most professional doctors, you can't cook without rice; treating Jazz's injuries requires a huge amount of energy.

However, in order to escape the pursuit of humans and Decepticons, they were forced to flee all the way to remote mountainous areas.

This desolate, remote place is nothing but sand and rocks; you can't even find kerosene, let alone any massive amounts of energy.

Bumblebee hugged his knees, looking at Optimus Prime with pleading eyes like a wronged child.

It would be as if in this way that the great leader could be resurrected, leading them as always, and finding that glimmer of hope in the face of despair.

Unfortunately, this time, Optimus Prime was unable to stand up again.

What should we do now?

Tinplate asked the ambulance blankly.

In a single day, they lost their leader, their comrades, and even their former human companions.

It was as if they had fallen from Heaven to Hell in an instant. The huge drop made Ironhide want to give up, but the corpse of their leader in front of them was like a heavy hammer, reminding them that their mission was not over yet!

"I don't know either."

An ambulance is merely a doctor; it never participates in decision-making, much less determines the future direction.

Just as the atmosphere was about to freeze again, a voice suddenly rang out.

"It seems you need help."

In the flickering firelight, the metal-clad man and the ambulance driver suddenly aimed their guns at the source of the sound.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm your friend."

A small figure gradually walked into the fire pit; it was none other than Alvin.

He was wearing a trench coat, a hat that looked like a Western cowboy's, and leather boots, making a soft sound in the sand.

"Humans?!"

Ironhide, already hostile to humans, was enraged and about to pull the trigger.

But before it could pull the trigger, it was pressed to the ground by an invisible force, its eyes filled with disbelief.

"Don't be so tense, gentlemen and ladies of the Autobots?" Alvin joked, a smile playing on his lips. "In a sense, if it weren't for me, you'd probably be dead in Los Angeles."

Upon hearing this, the ambulance driver seemed to have guessed something. "Was it you during that geomagnetic storm?"

Alvin smiled without saying a word, then took off his hat and sat down on the rock as if no one else was there. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Alvin Valshius, a Rogue Trader. I guess you must need some help, right?"

The metal sheet, pressed to the ground by telekinesis, still roared defiantly, "Let me go if you dare! We don't need your help! You despicable humans!"

"Is that so?"

Looking at the silent ambulance and Bumblebee, Alvin raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "I thought you really wanted to revive your leader, Optimus Prime. It seems that's not the case."

Instantly, Ironhide stopped struggling, Bumblebee stopped staring blankly, and the ambulance stopped being silent.

"What... what did you say?!"

"Then, let's make a deal."

Alvin, clutching his felt hat, smiled. "I'll help you resurrect Optimus Prime, and in return, you need to promise me one thing."

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