Seeing Dannybosa crash into the treeline from the force of the explosion, Jetlag wasted no time, using his engines, now situated on his back, to work like a jump pack, boosting him up as he takes aim at the prone Dannybosa. Taking a second to lock-on, Jetlag fired two guided missiles at the stricken Autobot, homed in on his Spark signature as he landed closer to the Autobot's location, his hands disappearing into his arms as he readied his flamethrowers for any retaliation.

Elsewhere, Meltdown raised his arms to shield himself as the rockets came for him, one missing as the other two connected, one impacting on his arm, causing damage to the armour, while another struck the ground, throwing Meltdown into the air. Landing heavily and rolling back to his feet, Meltdown rolled his own shoulder as Gearchange headed for him, activating his own weapon, two massive curved blades rotating outwards from each side of his right arm. The blades with scarred from Gearchange's rockets, but still perfectly capable.

"Now now, don't get too worked up. I know Autobots can't usually handle a "sharp" wit, hehe."

Grinning as Gearchange moved closer, Meltdown suddenly retracted panels on his shoulders, mortar cannons lobbing explosive shells right in the path of the advancing Gearchange as he rolled to the side, away from Gearchange's linear path and bringing his claw arm back, stabbing it forward and up as he crouched, aiming to have Gearchange pass over him and take the brunt of his attacks in the confusion.

"Drop me off little further away from the battle. I'm going to use my cloak and move in stealthily." Blitz said to his ride, Oracle. He prepped his cloaking and was ready to be dropped.

Blitz saw the door open and drove out. He fell through the air and transformers shortly before hitting the ground. He activated his cloak and ran in the direction in which he saw the battle. He arrived and began to look around. His servos were ready on one of his SMGs and his knife.

Blitz kept his cloak on and moved back to an area he was sure no one was in. He then radioed Oracle and said "Oracle this is Blitz. Do you read? I haven't found anyone yet. What is your position?"

"Copy Blitz, I have not seen anybody yet, and I am not sure of my exact position, over." Oracle scans the area looking for any sign of cons or Autobots. He hear's an explosion and ducks down. "Well there are definitely other bots around here"

Med had been wandering the European country side for a while by this time, confused and lost as he came to realize that he had been in stasis lock for about 70 years. The first thing he did was change his paint color from the rusting OD green to N-5 grey. He had been tuning into the radio stations as he rolled about Germany and Poland in his antique WC-54 ambulance alt mode straight from WWII, when he picked up a lot of activity in Russia. The old medic was angry at how open the Decepticons were in their merciless onslaught in Moscow, but they were too far away for him to reach in time. He did, however, pick up hints at activity in a large swamp in Russia. It took a while for him to get there, but Med finally arrived in the swamp, transforming into robot mode as he cautiously proceeded, following the distant sounds of battle. He knew wherever Decepticons brought terror, there would be Autobots to fight back, and this was what he was hoping for.

OOC: There is a post order in this thread do not skip it.

Shadow-Strike

Taurokhun

Gear Change

Whirl

Backbeat

Osprey

Empress

Blockade

Krovennan

Oracle (Added here since posted after Krovennan)

Blitz (Added here since posted after Oracle)

Nighthawk

Wrecker Dannybosa

Med-Evac (added here since posted after Dannybosa)



Since Nighthawk was skipped its now her turn.

(OOC: Remember there was a shield set up to prevent people escaping (and entering) you need to destroy that first. I'm also controlling the shield so those outside who attack it can't just go 'we broke the shield'.)

The moment that Shadow-Strike rammed into the creature he felt claws scrape against his frame, scratching the first layer of his armour but doing little else. Either way though the animalistic response was more than a little annoying as gravity began to take over. The tip of the Dodge Challenger began to tilt down towards the ground as it moved at a speed that without a doubt would bend the bumper from the force alone on impact. At least it would if not for the current bumper between Shadow-Strike and the Earth that was in the form of the Predacon he was fighting.

Just before they connected with the ground however the lower centre part of Shadow-Strike's front bumper opened up revealing a small gap of darkness. Then from the darkness a deadly orange glow bloomed before a blade shot outwards. The Thermo-energon weapon searching out for the Predacon's frame in an attempt to impale her between the assassins alternative mode and the ground.

Elsewhere all around the battlezone the blue shield continued to grow brightly preventing those from the outside from interfearing. With the power of the numerous devices it could last over an hour unhindered, the only option was to bring it down with firepower if the outsiders wished to intervene.

The shells caused Gearchange to roll out of the way, Meltdown's stabbing attack hit, but both of them had moved positions, causing the attack to hook round Gearchange's arm, dragging him down. The wrecker landed hard.

Yeah you'd know about blunt personalities wouldn't you.

Gearchange slowly got up, his flight tech contracting and folding back.

I think I remember you now, you're one of the cons that attacked DC. You attacked Burnout.

Gearchange's twin gauss bolters deployed and landed into Gearchange's servos, the chainblade attachment folding down over them.

I just hope you're ready to face the consequences.


Gearchange pressed the triggers, the blades revving up, spinning them round in his servos. He charged towards Meltdown, ready to slice his opponent open.