Target, Jetfire!

Sometimes I really want to call the police.

Alvin covered his face and couldn't help but sigh deeply. He seriously suspected that he might have been "cursed" by the Cybertron ghosts.

After going through all that trouble, in the end, it was all for nothing!

He glared at Mikaela with some resentment. If she hadn't come into contact with the AllSpark fragment, the duck that was almost in his mouth wouldn't have flown away.

"Um... did I do something wrong?" Stared at by the other person's resentful gaze, Mikaela felt inexplicably afraid. Remembering the Transformers that had just been dissected alive, she trembled with fear. "Y-yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

It's okay, it's alright. Alvin tried to reassure himself.

It's good that the information was transferred to Mikaela; at least the crucial information wasn't lost, right?

Moreover, even if the information were transferred to him, it might not be better than Mikaela's, and might even be less effective.

In the movie, the "Matrix of Leadership" needs to pass the tests of six supreme beings.

Alvin thought about it carefully and felt that the test was not too difficult for him. His main fear was that the six supreme beings would be able to see into the memories in his mind.

At that point, it's hard to say who will be crazy.

Moreover, there is a very high probability that the six Supreme Beings will refuse to hand over the "Matrix of Leadership" to him, a human from the Warhammer Universe.

The most obsessed being on Cybertron is the Fallen, who destroyed a sun for energy.

To be honest, Alvin felt that even the Inquisitor wouldn't bother with the Fallen 'The Fallen mess in the Warhammer Universe; they'd probably just let the Astra Militarum handle it.

If all Xenos could be like the Fallen, the Vought would be ecstatic.

Looking at Mikaela, whose face was filled with fear, Alvin tried his best to soften his expression and said in a gentle tone, "This isn't your fault, don't be afraid. Actually, I'm a good person, you can tell from my face, right?"

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Mikaela nodded frantically, as if she were pounding garlic.

But almost unconsciously, her eyes kept glancing to the side at the surfboard that had been dismantled into pieces, somewhat betraying her true thoughts.

Fortunately, Alvin wasn't too bothered and turned to Bumblebee, saying, "The target has been found, but there's a small problem now."

"What's the problem?" Bumblebee wasn't scared anymore. He came closer, scratched his head, and asked curiously.

"The information about the AllSpark was just transferred into her brain. Do you have a way to extract it?" Alvin pointed at Mikaela. If he could extract it, he wouldn't have to carry another burden.

Beauty? Figure?

I'm sorry, but in Alvin's eyes, everything Mikaela was so proud of was worthless.

In terms of figure, she's not even as good as Elsa, and in terms of function, she's not even as good as a Transformers. If it weren't for the "Matrix of Leadership" information being transferred into his brain, he wouldn't bother with this woman at all.

"Wait, what are you going to do to me?"

But Mikaela, standing to the side, was immediately lost in thought after hearing his words.

The imagery of classic human experiments in Hollywood movies immediately conjured up horrifying images, and her pretty face turned deathly pale. "Aren't we friends? Bumblebee, you can't let him do this to me! I don't want to be a test subject, and I definitely don't want your brain cut open!"

"Can you please be quiet?"

Alvin pinched his brow, his dislike for her growing stronger. "Nobody wants to cut open your brain, I'm talking about extracting information."

However, Mikaela clearly did not heed his explanation.

Especially just now, when he was dissecting the surfboard, his fanatical and perverse expression had already convinced Mikaela that he was an evil scientist from a movie.

"Bumblebee, say something!"

Mikaela clung to Bumblebee's leg, chattering incessantly.

Bang!

A scorching hot bomb flew past Mikaela.

The oversized bullet pierced through the concrete wall and embedded itself in the body of the surfboard lying dead, blasting a crater.

Instantly, Mikaela shut her mouth, staring at Alvin in horror.

"Ms. Mikaela, quiet is a virtue."

Alvin's eyes were icy as he said, enunciating each word clearly, "You'd better shut your mouth while I'm speaking, or I won't hesitate to twist your head off. I've heard that the human brain can survive for a long time even after being removed from the body. Do you understand what I mean?"

As it turns out, even if you speak politely, others may not necessarily listen.

But if you fire a shot at the other person, the bullet will speak for you, and the effect will be remarkable!

Mikaela realized the situation; Bumblebee couldn't protect her. So she covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes welling up with tears, looking pitiful and charming. Combined with her hot figure, she was indeed quite alluring.

Unfortunately, Alvin had no interest in her whatsoever, and instead looked at the trembling bumblebee. "Is there any way to extract the AllSpark information from her brain without harming her?"

To be honest, if it weren't for the Autobots' bottom line, he wouldn't care and would learn from the Decepticons.

It would actually be easier to cut open Mikaela's skull and remove her brain directly.

"I think the ambulance should have a way to solve this problem." Bumblebee seemed relieved as well. If it meant killing an innocent human to revive Optimus Prime, it would instinctively refuse.

"Good, go contact an ambulance." Alvin glanced at Mikaela, who was still standing there, and frowned. "What are you still standing there for? Waiting for the military and Decepticons to come and arrest you? Get in the car."

Mikaela felt wronged. With her outstanding looks and figure, when had she ever been treated like this?

But then she encountered Alvin, who seemed to treat her like she wasn't even human!

Despite her resentment, Mikaela, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Alvin a few more times, her heart racing.

He's really handsome, but he just doesn't do anything right!

On the bumpy road, Bumblebee quickly carried the two people away from the "crime scene".

Only then did helicopters and armed human formations appear in the sky, flying towards the previous location. Noticing this, Bumblebee belatedly asked, "Commander, did you block human signals?"

It was a bit strange earlier; after being entangled with the Decepticons for so long, it seemed like both the human military and the Decepticons were blind.

Looking back now, it must have been this "commander" who did it, right?

Yesterday in Los Angeles, he used some kind of manipulation to bypass the Decepticons' and humans' tracking and reconnaissance, which allowed them to escape.

Alvin gave a soft hum, which was taken as an answer to Bumblebee.

Although he hunted down Starscream and Surfboard, he still needed 1,500 units of Source Power to anchor the Transformers universe.

But from whom exactly should they extract these 1,500 units?

He glanced at Mikaela sitting in the passenger seat, somewhat puzzled as to why, despite changing her fate, there was no reward this time.

Is it because, in the original destiny, Mikaela was meant to inherit Sam's protagonist position?

Following the agreed-upon route, Bumblebee carried the two back into the forest.

However, somewhat surprisingly, they were not greeted by an ambulance, but by Jazz, who had just recovered from his illness.

Where's the ambulance?

Alvin frowned, sensing something was amiss in the tense atmosphere.

"The ambulance went to rescue Ironhide." Jazz's voice still sounded a little weak, but his gaze never left Alvin: "Bumblebee, is he the one you said could revive Optimus Prime?"

"Who made it go?"

Alvin's eyes turned cold, and his tone suddenly changed.

"It's me."

Jazz stood tall and proud, hands on hips. "The Autobots never abandon any comrade!"

Seemingly noticing the change in his tone, Bumblebee said somewhat nervously, "Commander, there might be some misunderstanding here."

"Very well, our partnership has come to an end."

Without saying a word, Alvin grabbed the bewildered Mikaela and turned to leave.

Clearly, the Autobots think they're capable again, so there's no need for them to try and win over a cold shoulder.

Isn't it just a business partner?

Even if the Autobots are gone, the Decepticons are still there, right?

Moreover, if it weren't for his admiration for Optimus Prime, Alvin would have ignored the Autobots from the very beginning.

"You're leaving?" The jazz was stunned.

Its original intention was simply to teach Alvin a small lesson, to show him that not just anyone can command the Autobots; it never expected things to turn out this way.

"Commander!"

Bumblebee was even more anxious. No one knew better than it that once Alvin left, Optimus Prime would have no hope of being resurrected!

Are you sure you want to stop me?

Alvin slightly raised his eyelids, his Psychic Power surging and crackling around him, lightning and flames intertwining, creating a truly terrifying sight!

Having witnessed Alvin's methods, Bumblebee hurriedly explained, "No, that's not what I meant, Commander. You may have misunderstood Sir. It just wanted to save its comrades!"

"It's not important, I don't care."

Alvin was too lazy to waste any more words and grabbed Mikaela to leave.

But Jazz, realizing what was happening, immediately reached out to Mikaela: "Wait, stop! This person can't leave!"

Boom!!!

The raging Psychic Power crashed into Jazz's body like a raging torrent.

Its seemingly enormous body flew backward like a cannonball, dragging a blast of air with it, carving a furrow more than ten meters wide through the dense forest!

This is just a warning.

Alvin stared coldly at the jazz, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "Next time, if you dare to lay a finger on me again, I won't hesitate to twist your head off."

After saying that, he tried to pull Mikaela away, but after taking only two steps, he was stopped by Bumblebee again.

Bumblebee was at a loss, looking at him with pitiful eyes, not knowing what to say, so she could only plead cutely, "Commander, please... don't leave us, Optimus Prime needs you!"

"Bumblebee, our agreement is that if you want to revive Optimus Prime, you must obey my commands," Alvin said calmly. "But now, you've broken that agreement. What do you think should be done?"

"This..." Bumblebee hesitated, glancing at Jazz.

It knew perfectly well that Alvin had already shown mercy; if he had used the weapon meant for Starscream, the knight would likely be dead already. "On behalf of the knight, I apologize to you, Commander."

Bumblebee made a decisive choice.

From a personal perspective, he strongly agrees with Jazz's choice; the Autobots have no regrets about abandoning any of their companions.

But it didn't forget its mission: to save Optimus Prime!

Without Optimus Prime, the Autobots would have been completely wiped out by the Decepticons; they need a leader!

As a scout, he was better able to understand many things; seemingly unreasonable orders actually contained profound truths.

Just as Alvin distracted the Decepticons by having Ironhide draw their attention, allowing them to seize the AllSpark fragments.

Furthermore, by killing Starscream and Surfboard, Megatron has undoubtedly severed one of his most trusted and capable allies!

Such a brilliant record is naturally inseparable from this "commander".

Jazz staggered to his feet, clutching his energy core that had been nearly destroyed by the attack, and felt a mixture of apprehension and fear towards Alvin.

Bumblebee then approached and recounted everything that had happened that day.

After listening, the knight showed a hint of human shame, and his arrogance from before vanished. "Yes, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned your orders. This was my decision. If you want to punish someone, then punish me!"

As he spoke, the knight actually sat down cross-legged, adopting a resolute posture. "Please, you must help us revive our leader!"

Bumblebee looked at Alvin pitifully, which finally calmed him down a bit.

Actually, he did that on purpose to make the Autobots face reality; otherwise, he wouldn't have time to deal with his useless teammates.

This is the first time, and I hope it will be the last.

Alvin's tone was extremely stern, carrying a hint of warning. "If it happens again, then I'm sorry, I'll terminate our deal. I don't want to work with idiots."

He never believed that the Autobots' theoretical strength, after his joining, would surpass that of the Decepticons.

To be more precise, over 90% of the Autobots' power comes from Optimus Prime. Whenever there are no humans around, Optimus Prime's fighting power can reach the heavens, after all, he is the rightful leader.

Without Optimus Prime, the Autobots would basically be a lump of bricks, essentially losing their external brain and combat power.

He, Alvin, is Rogue Trader, not some Astartes, much less Grey Knights, and has no ability to take on a group of Decepticons single-handedly.

If this happens again, he will have to consider whether to change his business partner.

"Yes, Commander."

Jazz and Bumblebee immediately nodded, indicating that they understood.

"What exactly happened? I need to know the reason."

Alvin frowned and looked at the Jazz: "Stop talking nonsense and get to the point."

"Yes, Commander." After being beaten up, Jazz was much more obedient and recounted what had happened. "Ironhide, as you ordered, has been drawing the Decepticons' attention, but shortly after you left, I discovered that Soundwave had sent out three Bonecrusher."

"Excuse me, what is Bonecrusher?"

Alvin was curious; he really couldn't figure out the code name for Transformers.

Are there any Transformers with that name in the movies? Or does it appear in later installments?

"The Bonecrusher are large-scale combat-type mechanical lifeforms mass-produced by the Decepticons," Jazz explained. "Manufacturing such mass-produced warriors usually requires a great deal of energy, and I suspect they possess a fragment of the AllSpark."

Upon hearing that it was a mass-produced model, he knew that it definitely didn't contain Source Power.

He's probably some kind of grunt, but even if he is, he's still Decepticons grunt. If they all swarm him, he'll still have to run away.

"There's no doubt, the Decepticons do indeed possess a large fragment."

Alvin confirmed the Jazz's guess and continued, "And then? You sent an ambulance to rescue Ironhide?"

"Yes"

The jazz lowered his head in shame.

"Madness."

Alvin was at a loss for words.

The Decepticons are stronger than you guys on paper. Even if you're really going to rescue people, don't send a "doctor"!

Isn't this a classic case of throwing good money after bad, with no chance of it ever coming back?

"Are you planning to save someone or harm them? Why didn't you go to get the ambulance to save Ironhide?" He couldn't help but complain. The Jazz were such terrible teammates, feeding the enemy team points one after another. He should have known better than to save him in the first place!

"I... I haven't fully recovered." The man was even more ashamed, burying his head deeply. "I wanted to go, but the ambulance stopped me, saying it was more appropriate for him to go, so..."

Forget it, I'm not interested in hearing you regret it.

Alvin took a deep breath; he no longer wanted to talk to the Jazz.

"Commander, should we... go save it?" Bumblebee asked cautiously from the side.

"It disobeyed orders, so why should we pay a greater price for its mistake?"

Alvin sneered, "Don't forget, the Decepticons' overall strength is now far superior to ours."

The plan was suddenly disrupted, forcing Alvin to consider implementing a second plan. "Bumblebee, help me check the National Space Museum. It has a special collection of antique aircraft from World War I to World War II."

His original plan was to take Mikaela to an ambulance and then extract the AllSpark information from her brain.

But now, this plan is no longer feasible.

So he decided to be direct, skipping the step of extracting the "AllSpark" information and going straight to find the "Jetfire"!

Jetfire is a former Decepticons member and one of the Fallen's earliest followers. He was ordered by the Fallen Earth and gather intelligence.

But after witnessing the Fallen's cruelty and ruthlessness, he resolutely chose to betray the Decepticons and join the Autobots. In the end, he sacrificed himself to give Optimus Prime an epic upgrade, becoming Jetfire Optimus Prime!

According to the information revealed in the movie, the only information he currently knows is that "Jetfire" transforms into the Blackbird supersonic reconnaissance aircraft and lies dormant in the United States. National Space Museum, requiring fragments of the AllSpark to awaken it.

But what Alvin cared about more was not that Jetfire could become a piece of equipment.

Instead, this ancient Transformers possesses technology similar to the "Space Bridge," and has its own Space Teleportation technology!

It can teleport the Protagonist Group, Bumblebee, and two Transformers from the United States to Egypt on the other side of the world in the blink of an eye. This alone is enough to increase the value of "Jetfire" in Alvin's mind!

If the "Jetfire" Space Teleportation technology can bypass the "Warp," then its strategic significance and value are beyond doubt!

Even if it doesn't work, mastering this technology will give him a means of survival when traveling to other worlds in the future.

However, due to the limitations of the movie, the power displayed by "Jetfire" was far less than one-tenth of its peak strength.

With enough energy, even Jetfire Transformers return to its peak condition, making it the best option for the Autobots are currently in dire need of combat power.

"Found it, Commander!"

Bumblebee connected to the human network and quickly located its "target": "Southeast of Washington, D. C., there's a National Air and Space Museum established in 1976, where many World War II-era aircraft have been found."

"Very well, let's go to Washington."

Alvin, pulling Mikaela along, devised the next plan.

Let Mikaela take the AllSpark fragment to activate "Jetfire," which has been dormant in the museum for seventy years.

"And what about me?"

The jazz singer spoke a little softly because of his foolish behavior.

"You?" Alvin frowned and said to him, "Your mission is to protect Optimus Prime's body. Don't let it be stolen before we find a way to revive Optimus Prime."

He was genuinely worried that all his hard work would be ruined by his incompetent teammate.

"I assure you, Commander!"

Having learned his lesson, Jazz dared not defy him again. "I will never let any Decepticons take Optimus Prime's body from my hands!"

You'd better be.

Alvin roughly shoved Mikaela into the car.

"Wait, where are we going?" Mikaela asked in a low voice, a little scared.

Washington.

Mars, the wreckage of a Transformers warship that once crashed.

Megatron passed through the wreckage of the warship and went straight to the deepest part, the core of the ring-shaped wreckage, which was covered with thick cables.

At the end of the cable was a throne made of steel wreckage, upon which sat the Transformers, whose body was far larger than Megatron's, with what appeared to be magma-like "blood" flowing through its metal body, including its chest and limbs.

It was one of the original seven supreme beings, and later the Fallen.

"My master, I have failed your expectations."

Megatron knelt on one knee to show his respect and said in a deep voice, "The AllSpark has been destroyed, and the fate of our race is destined to perish."

No, you're wrong.

The Fallen's voice was extremely aged. "The Rubik's Cube is merely a vessel; the energy and information it contains will not disappear. Go find it. Find the information within; it's on that human woman. I saw it. They!"

Its body has been worn down by the endless years and is no longer as majestic as it once was, but even so, it is still the most powerful Transformers!

Just a few words were enough to make it very tired.

But the Fallen, still forcing himself to stay alert, looked at Megatron and said, "Watch out for that person; he will be our biggest obstacle!"

"My master, are you referring to the alien life form mentioned in Starscream's report?" Megatron's tone seemed somewhat dismissive; after all, he had killed the most powerful Optimus Prime, so what could a mere alien life form do?

Don't underestimate him.

The Fallen shook his head and said in a deep voice, "The things on him are very strange, as if they don't belong to this world at all!"

Upon hearing this, Megatron's eyes suddenly flickered a few times.

But immediately, it lowered its head, maintaining a respectful attitude. "Yes, my master, I will be careful of him."

"Very well, bring me that thing." The Fallen's voice was still filled with weariness. It lowered its eyes to look at Megatron kneeling before it, and reached out to stroke its head. "Then, I will keep my promise and make you the Supreme Being!"