"Fire! Fire!"
After all non-combat personnel had evacuated, cries rang out as men in black special-operations uniforms raised sleek energy guns and fired at the Transformers that had begun to move.
...Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Amid countless piercing whistles, blue energy beams cut through the air and rained down upon Thundercracker's armor.
Perhaps because he had only just awakened, Thundercracker's reaction was much slower. His crimson optical lenses had barely lit up before he was hit.
However...
The beams that could once easily melt rock and steel failed to penetrate his thick armor, leaving behind only tiny black scorch marks.
Having shrunk to the size of an ant at some point, Dilos quietly hid in a corner and watched everything unfold.
He had heard Thundercracker speak the moment he awakened, and the memories in his mind naturally revealed this Transformer's identity.
Thundercracker, from Cybertron, belonged to the Decepticons' aerial forces. As a senior combatant of the flight division, Thundercracker ranked in the upper-middle tier among all Decepticons in overall combat ability, while his flight speed ranked within the Decepticons' top ten.
Though Thundercracker's formidable defense surprised Dilos somewhat, it did not shock him. If this Thundercracker truly was the same Transformer he knew, then even an attack ten times stronger than this would not be able to harm him.
As for those scorch marks, to Thundercracker, they were merely a bit of dirt that would vanish with a wipe.
But as far as Dilos knew, this Decepticon did not seem to have a very good temper.
"Lowly carbon-based worms!"
A harsh, grating roar that he could barely suppress came from Thundercracker. His scarlet optical lenses glowed with a chilling red light. Then, metallic clanking suddenly rang out from his body.
Dilos looked toward the sound and saw