Post by Avacon Vertigo on Aug 7, 2015 20:05:36 GMT
Lightning flashed over the jungle canopy, the thunder melting with the noise of war around him. His venting was the only clear sound other than the pulse of his spark. Tightening the grip on his rifle, he closed his optics momentarily before breaking into a charge.
His pedes thudded against the muddy terrain, splashing alongside the sound of his fellow soldiers advancing. The Decepticons up ahead would be waiting for them, their mounted turrets ready to shred hundreds of soldiers in moments.
His digits shifted nervously on the grip of his blaster as the spotlights of the Decepticon installation came into view. His wheels began to spin out of stress increased within his systems. Before he reached the clearing however, a dart hit his chassis, and he fell unconscious.
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