Chapter 473: Two Battlefields (Part II)

"Bang!"

A loud noise suddenly rang out. Several Nest soldiers responsible for guarding the garage looked over in surprise. When they realized it was Skids who had lost his temper for some unknown reason and punched the garage wall, they looked away, suddenly understanding.

Ironhide glanced at Sideswipe, who was walking out of the garage with a sullen face, and Chromia, who was standing silently by his side. He sighed helplessly, walked up, and patted Skids on the shoulder.

"Stop being angry, get ready and we'll set off!"

He naturally knew what was wrong with Skids; truthfully, almost everyone in the team he led was at odds with Frenzy.

There was no need to mention Skids, as his twin brother Mudflap had died at the hands of Frenzy; Sideswipe had also lost one of his Triangular Blades because of Frenzy; and Chromia had been severely injured during the previous Severed Dawn Operation to invade Severodvinsk.

Even Ironhide himself had been injured in two separate operations targeting Frenzy.

It would be no exaggeration to say they held a deep grudge against Frenzy.

This was also the reason why, after hearing Optimus Prime instruct Bumblebee to proactively contact Frenzy, all the Autobots had shown such displeasure.

Fortunately, Optimus Prime had served as the Autobot Leader for a century, and since he was already one of the most powerful Warriors in the Autobot faction and a student of the previous Leader, Sentinel Prime, his prestige had been established among the Autobots over the hundred years since Sentinel Prime disappeared.

Therefore, although Skids and the others were unhappy with Optimus Prime's order, they could only vent their temper in private; they would not actually defy the Leader's command.

Ironhide was also a hot-tempered Warrior, and his mind was not delicate enough to soothe his teammates in time after discovering a problem.

Because this operation had not been notified to Nest and the United States government in advance, Ironhide and his group of Autobots naturally could not enjoy the travel conveniences of the past.

Without the United States Air Force transport planes to carry them, and without United States Navy ships to escort them, the four Autobots left Diego Garcia secretly. Because everyone was filled with anger, Ironhide and his group plunged into the sea and rushed forward at a speed of over one hundred knots, so the distance of several thousand nautical miles did not delay them for long.

In less than two days, the few Autobots arrived at the Mariana Trench, reaching the deep trench where the U. S. military had discarded the remains of Megatron.

"Sideswipe, come with me to check the condition of Megatron's remains. Chromia, you and Skids stay here to keep watch; be careful not to be exposed!"

As soon as they arrived, Ironhide, acting as the squad Commander, issued the order.

When the U. S. military first threw Megatron's remains into the depths of the Mariana Trench, considering that Decepticons still appeared on Earth from time to time, and to prevent any Decepticons from stealing Megatron's corpse in the future, the nearby Guam Naval Base received orders to periodically dispatch fleets to patrol and guard the sea area of several thousand square kilometers nearby.

It had been almost a year now. Perhaps because nothing had happened, and because the long-term cruising of a fleet was extremely expensive, by now only one U. S. tactical nuclear submarine remained patrolling and guarding the surrounding waters.

After the Battle of Las Vegas, Optimus Prime and the others had already learned all the details of the former Sector 7 through exchanges with the Americans and Bumblebee's intelligence gathering.

It was precisely because of this that Ironhide and the others knew that many of the military radars the U. S. military had upgraded to were improved versions created by technical personnel who had been distributed to various major U. S. weapons companies and military institutions after Sector 7 was disbanded. Once an Autobot or Decepticon approached within a certain range, their tracks would be discovered by radar.

Moreover, a spy satellite belonging to the U. S. military would also fly over this area at regular intervals; being discovered would be troublesome regardless.

Chromia nodded. She and Skids did not surface, but swam at a depth of tens of meters underwater, like whales.

The body forms and structures of Mechanical Life, which were different from those of humans, allowed them to move freely even in the deep sea.

But this did not mean the deep sea had no effect on them; on the contrary, the seawater on Earth contained salt and various other elements, which were corrosive to metal.

At the same time, the water pressure on the seabed would also act upon the bodies of the Mechanical Life.

This was the reason why, when the Americans proposed throwing Megatron's remains into the depths of the Mariana Trench, Optimus Prime ultimately agreed.

However, as long as a Mechanical Life was still alive, the Spark within its body could continuously release energy to maintain its chassis, so although Ironhide and the others were not as agile in underwater combat and movement as they were on land, their actual combat power was not significantly affected.

Sideswipe and Ironhide descended into the trench, enduring the increasingly intense water pressure and darkness, and before long, they reached the bottom of the trench.

Although Megatron's remains had been transported here by a U. S. military ship, it was the Autobots who had discarded him at the very bottom of the deep trench.

Ironhide was one of the few Autobots who had participated in discarding Megatron's remains at the time, so it did not take much effort to quickly find the remains of Megatron, which had been lying quietly on the seabed for nearly a year.

This was the first time Sideswipe had seen him in this fallen state. Seeing a ferocious mechanical giant lying quietly at the bottom of the trench from afar, he remained silent for a long time before speaking for the first time.

"Is this Megatron? So even a tyrant is no different from an Ordinary Warrior after death!"

It was no wonder his tone was full of sarcasm; having been soaked in the seabed for nearly a year, Megatron looked as wretched as could be.

The once-invincible, formidable chassis from Cybertron was now covered in blue-white spots, and it was unclear whether they were oxides from seawater corrosion or caused by deep-sea organisms.

On his chest, a terrifying wound looked particularly striking.

Sideswipe had not participated in the Battle of Las Vegas. Although he had seen Megatron from afar a few times back on Cybertron, this was his first time observing this tyrant from such a close distance.

He couldn't help but move closer, leaning down to take a careful look at the huge wound on his chest.

Unexpectedly, perhaps the water currents on the seabed stirred up by his footsteps startled a flat, strange fish that had built a nest inside the wound on Megatron's chest, and it darted out with a 'whoosh'.

Sideswipe was startled by it. A Warrior's alertness made him subconsciously draw his Triangular Blade, and with a wave, he accurately chopped the strange fish, which had darted out several meters, into two halves.

Looking at the blood flowing from its body, and after confirming that this was indeed a creature from Earth rather than some form of Mechanical Life, he slowly put away his Triangular Blade and nodded slightly to Ironhide, who had also been startled by his actions, but he no longer had any intention of carefully inspecting Megatron's remains.