Transformers in comics

Chapter 403 Enough
Starscream was enraged, and growled, "Shockwave, at least I'm still your superior, you're just a scientist in the scientific research department. Either you hand over the console to me now, and I'll make the attack plan, or, I will immediately go to Lord Megatron and let him deprive you of your privileges!"

"Also, don't make me think so badly, at least I'm a member of the Decepticons, so I can distinguish priorities!"

Shockwave's one-eyed flickered continuously, and then he stood up slowly, turned his head to leave, and said, "Your answer is very logical, this place is yours now, Adjutant Starscream."

"You bloody robot."

After Shockwave walked away, the ugly-faced Starscream dared to curse in a low voice.

He dared to bet that Shockwave had definitely updated his information in his head, maybe adding something he couldn't guess.

No one knew what was calculating in Shockwave's cold head.

To be honest, Starscream is still a bit confused about Shockwave, because this Shockwave is simply all-rounder.

Scientific research, overall planning, loyalty, reason first, no personal emotions, and its special ability is also terrifying. It can capture all the rays on the earth, and its combat power is even more explosive. Although it is a type III body, the shock wave has already adjusted its genes. The body has been upgraded in a small range.

The comprehensive strength data is only a little worse than Megatron.

Starscream only felt heavy pressure.

"You six-corner poker face, never try to take my position away!" Starscream cursed in a low voice, walked quickly to the console, and entered instructions.

"I'm Lieutenant Starscream, call up the battlefield overview."

"Command rejected, all programs have been locked."

Listening to the dull answer and the red countdown number on the screen, Starscream was stunned, and then became furious: "Shockwave, I'm not finished with you!!!"

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In the entire base, all the cultivation warehouses were opened, and [-] tall Transformers participated in the battle. Together with the cannons arranged on the base, they caused violent damage to the soldiers of Atlantis.

The Atlanteans will die, fear, and be injured, which will lead to a decrease in combat effectiveness, and the Transformers...they will too, but the low-level King Kong has no qualifications and no time to hesitate.

In their minds, only accepting orders, fighting, fighting, fighting.

What's more, silicon-based life forms like Transformers, as long as the brain and chest are not broken, can attack the enemy even if only half of the arm is left.

Atlantis was stunned, and looked at the sudden explosion of robots in confusion. Even though many people attacked with all their might, they became extremely vulnerable under the concentrated fire of energy.

The broken corpse flew up, only those eyes of horror and panic were fixed on the head forever.

"How could this be, how could there be such a race on Earth...!"

A warrior who had mastered the magic power had just finished roaring when he was bumped into his arms by a Transformer. A large number of sword blades pierced his body, his internal organs ruptured, and he was not far from death.

Intense fighting and continuous bombardment, a large number of fighter planes can be seen diving from time to time, and immediately take off after a burst of artillery bombardment.

Even if he was shot down by the Atlanteans, he immediately turned into a humanoid fighting state. The metal body was densely covered with guns and blades, and when he crashed into the crowd, he could always kill several enemies.

What's more ruthless, some King Kong's temperament is fierce, and they detonated the fire in their chests before they died. The frenzied lives can explode, taking dozens to hundreds of people away, and directly leaving a small vacuum.

Three hundred Transformers bravely rushed into the crowd of Atlantis and killed the enemies ferociously. They used cannons at a long distance and drew out their war blades to fight at close range. The metal body endowed them with great strength and strength. speed.

What's even more frightening is that each of these lowest-level Transformers can be called a master of combat skills, and every knife and sword they chop seems to be honed through thousands of years of tempering.

The silicon-based body allows them to have muscle stability far beyond that of human beings. At least it is not easy to shake slightly when holding a weapon.

In their heads, there is a central processing unit comparable to a first-class computer—the brain, which can quickly calculate the best defense methods and attack angles.

Every attack has gone through a lot of complicated calculations, and every attack is far more tricky than the top fighters on the earth.

Although the generally tall body size made these low-level King Kongs not so satisfactory in terms of agility, but they were particularly terrifying in terms of their ability to resist blows.

A small amount of King Kong is easily dismantled by the fierce Atlanteans, but the formed Transformers are enough to form a cooperative tactic with no dead ends.

You only need to use a powerful brain to calculate, get the optimal solution, swing the knife, and kill people.

A Transformer suddenly lowered his head, turned around and beheaded the two soldiers in the rear strangely, but turned a blind eye to the enemy approaching close at hand.

Before the Atlantean warriors showed joy, a huge shadow struck, and another Transformer leaped over with one stride, killing those Atlanteans who were almost successful.

Similar to this kind of astonishing cooperation, the kind of tacit understanding that can play textbook tactics without a word of communication is too common on the entire battlefield.

The more established the Transformers Legion is, the more tingly this kind of cooperation and tacit understanding will be, and the more terrifying the results will be.

Against the pouring rain, Shockwave's single eye with a frightening red light reflected all the scenes on the battlefield, without any emotional fluctuations, as cold as an iceberg.

He was waiting silently.

In the eyes of Shockwave, these soldiers in front of him can be discarded. If the situation really requires it, Shockwave will abandon these King Kongs without hesitation.

These crazy fighters who are enough to make any power on the earth jealous, enough to be used carefully by any power as treasures, in the eyes of Shockwave at this time, are just the lowest level of cannon fodder.

Cannon fodder must have the value of cannon fodder. The meaning of cannon fodder is to serve as a consumable, to make sacrifices for the entire war situation, and to be doomed to a humble fate.

These eye-catching cannon fodder can be mass-produced.

Similar to the base at the foot of the shock wave, they have secretly built dozens of bases on the earth, and in each base, there are a large number of low-level fighters sleeping.

Megatron had slipped into the battlefield, waiting for something.

The astonishing electric light shot straight into the sky, and the thick current like a bucket was frighteningly large, pouring directly into the clouds from the depths of the seabed.

A 300-meter-high terrifying wave suddenly rose from nothing, and a burly figure stepped out of the huge wave, holding a trident, and a large number of electric lights emerged from it, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"Enough, you lowly breathers!"

(End of this chapter)