Chapter 559: The Fierce Battle Begins

"Sam is in danger?"

Upon receiving the intelligence, Optimus Prime chose to believe it immediately.

"Bumblebee, you and Firetruck go to Sam's side at once and protect his safety!"

As the first human friend they met after landing on Earth, Sam was actually a banner Optimus Prime had set up to express goodwill toward the United States government.

If he were to sit by and watch him be killed by the Decepticons, there was a high probability that those American politicians who had always been hostile toward the Autobots would use it as leverage.

Therefore, whether out of selfishness or personal friendship, Optimus Prime made arrangements at the first opportunity.

In the process of protecting Sam, Bumblebee had indeed built a deep friendship with him.

Upon hearing this, he nodded impatiently, then grabbed Firetruck to contact NEST and arrange for a plane to send them back to the United States.

After the two left, Ratchet approached Optimus Prime and whispered, "Frenzy sent over a coordinate; he mentioned that he placed the supplies prepared for us in an underground warehouse at that coordinate!"

Upon hearing this, the blue light in Optimus Prime's eyes flickered slightly.

Regarding whether or not to cooperate with Frenzy, there was great controversy within the Autobots; a large group of Autobots led by Ironhide, Sideswipe, and Brake-Neck held a very firm attitude that all Decepticons were untrustworthy, let alone cooperating with them.

However, there were voices of support; Ratchet, Arcee, and other relatively rational Autobots supported limited cooperation with Frenzy.

Because the voices supporting him were in the minority, Optimus Prime had not yet decided whether to take the risk.

Now, suddenly hearing that Frenzy had already prepared the supplies and sent the coordinates for them to go and receive them,

for a moment, this young Leader who had led the Autobots in battle against the Decepticons for hundreds of years could not help but have some strange emotional fluctuations in his heart.

After a long while, Optimus Prime asked, "Where is the coordinate located?"

Ratchet's database contained detailed maps of Earth; he tapped lightly on his temple and quickly locked onto the coordinate.

"In the Glebakh region of Lower Juba, Soli Federal Republic, Africa... Do you need me to tell William and have him use American military satellites to check it?"

"No!"

Optimus Prime stopped him decisively; he trusted the few American military Commanders at NEST, but he did not trust the United States government.

The losses Frenzy brought to the United States government were far greater than those caused by the Autobots; once the fact that the Autobots had contact with him was exposed, the situation would become incomparably complicated.

Moreover, his distrust of the United States government was growing; contacting Frenzy might be a way to find another option.

"Where is Prowl now?" Optimus Prime asked.

Ratchet projected a virtual map of Earth in his eyes, where a green dot was inside Egypt, "He has arrived in Egypt; he is searching for the traces of the Decepticons!"

"Send the coordinate to him, tell him to be careful when he goes there to check the situation, and give me feedback on what he sees as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Leader!"

As Optimus Prime's adjutant, Ratchet naturally knew how much pressure Optimus Prime was under now.

At the Mariana Trench, both the Autobots and Decepticons had gathered over thirty or forty Warriors, engaging in a protracted tug-of-war.

A battle of this scale, even during the Cybertronian Civil War, could be called a small-scale campaign.

Because of the limitations of body size and resource consumption, since the birth of civilization, the planet Cybertron had only seen one large-scale army battle like the one with millions of troops among humans on Earth.

And that record was created at the beginning of the birth of Cybertronian civilization, when the Cybertronians drove away the colonizers—the Quintessons.

It is said that the number of Cybertronians who participated in the resistance against the Quintessons reached over a million, unprecedented and unrepeatable.

After the Council of Ancients was overthrown, the split between the Decepticons and the Autobots led to the Cybertronians becoming a thing of the past.

In the early stages of the civil war, both sides frequently gathered tens of thousands of soldiers, fighting until the sky turned dark.

With the gradual depletion of resources on the planet Cybertron, and having experienced dozens of battles and the successive blows of the Cosmic Rust,

by the late stage of the Second Cybertronian Civil War, any battle where both sides could gather over a thousand people was enough to change the course of the war.

Coming to Earth from the distant starry sky to fight a battle here with the Decepticons,

even if it was just a small battle, the resources consumed were massive.

The Autobots were already struggling to cope; the previous batches of resources transported from other planets had been mostly consumed in advance due to the Mariana Trench defense battle.

If they could not get supplies again, the Autobots might only be able to violate their regulations, completely destroy the corpse of Megatron, and then withdraw from the Mariana Trench.

The consequences of doing so were very serious, because Cybertronians were special life forms distinct from humans; even after death, they had the possibility of being re-Awakened, so respect for the corpses of the deceased had long been engraved in the bones of every Autobot.

This was also one of the reasons why Megatron's remains could be preserved; if Optimus Prime ordered this rule to be broken, it would inevitably increase the voices of dissatisfaction within the Autobots toward him.

Do not think that the Autobots were of one mind; on the contrary, because of Sentinel Prime's hasty retreat, the Autobots under the command of the new Leader, Optimus Prime, lost the Second Cybertronian Civil War, lost the entire planet Cybertron, and were forced to withdraw to the satellites, leaving only a very small number of Autobots to fight guerrilla warfare on the planet Cybertron.

This scapegoat for the defeat was naturally pinned on him by some Autobots.

A leader of a faction who left Cybertron to personally lead a team to search for the AllSpark in the universe showed that the inside of the Autobots was not as beautiful as they advertised themselves to be.

Not to mention the squabbles here, Bumblebee and Firetruck borrowed an Air Force transport plane from NEST Commander Lieutenant Colonel William and were quickly sent back to the United States.

The military plane flew directly to the air force base closest to the city where Sam was; as soon as they arrived at the base, Bumblebee and Firetruck were like arrows shot from a drawn bow, rushing toward Sam's house in a panic.

This full-speed advance took less than six hours to reach the destination.

When they arrived, they were one step too late.

Sam's house was in a mess of destruction.

Sam's slightly chubby father stood in the courtyard with a look of panic, not even bothering to wipe the black soot from his face, yelling into his phone; it looked like he was calling the police.

And his slightly neurotic mother was currently unconscious in a corner of the Garden; looking at the blood on her forehead, she must have hit her head and fainted.

Seeing the familiar Bumblebee, the look on Sam's father's face finally turned to surprise; he hurriedly hung up the phone, waved his arms, and shouted as he ran toward him, "Hey... hey... Bumblebee... please save Sam, he was captured by those damn Decepticons!"

"And Mikaela!"

He suddenly seemed to remember something and pointed to the southwest, "That Decepticon that transformed into a helicopter captured both of them and flew off toward the southwest!"

"Quick, go save Sam!"

Bumblebee nodded at him, transformed back into his sports car form without a word, and chased after the southwest direction mentioned by Sam's father along with Firetruck.

The fierce battle begins!