Chapter 87: The Fall (End) (Two-in-One)

As soon as Megatron left, Sun Cheng was hesitating whether to follow and take a look, when suddenly he saw the heavily wounded Optimus Prime actually stand up once again.

Although this young new Leader of the Autobots was inferior in strength to Megatron and was currently heavily wounded by him, Sun Cheng dared not have any ideas about him, knowing very well in his heart that this guy could absolutely finish him off with ease.

Not daring to remain here any longer, he thought for a moment and simply transformed back into his Reaper Drone form, flying toward the location of the AllSpark.

After all, only about ten minutes had passed, and although they had Ironhide's protection, Sam and the others had not been able to run very far; Sun Cheng had only just flown for a moment after leaving the Base when he captured the energy fluctuations of the AllSpark below.

……

Sam was in despair; this time, it was total despair.

The previous round of rocket fire had covered almost the entire vast military base.

If not for the girl he had a crush on being right by his side—Sam not wanting her to see his cowardly side—plus the fact that a squad of special forces soldiers who had been protecting him since the Sector 7 Base were still cheering him on, he might have truly given up.

It was just that, sometimes, having courage alone does not necessarily change the outcome.

Sam knew better than anyone that at the most critical moment just now, if not for Ironhide arriving in time to provide support, it would be hard to say whether they could have survived and charged out of the Base.

Even so, of the three Humvees and one Infantry Fighting Vehicle, only the seven or eight people in their one Infantry Fighting Vehicle had survived in the end.

Having charged out of the Base and seeing they were about to reach the designated rendezvous point, they did not expect that at this moment, a super-heavy truck would catch up to the moving team and begin to grapple with Ironhide.

"Boom..."

Amidst the sounds of explosions, Ironhide's roars came continuously, "Decepticon, don't even think about advancing a single step..."

"Hand over the AllSpark..."

Responding to Ironhide was a violent and cold voice; the voice came from that mechanical warrior transformed from the super-heavy truck, whose size looked no worse than that of Optimus Prime or Megatron.

Sam had also seen his ferocity inside the Base just now; the short gun in the hand of the attacker had shot down several United States military aircraft.

If only this one Decepticon had attacked, Sam, even if worried, would not have been in despair, as he still had the formidable Autobot Warrior—Ironhide—protecting him.

Yet, following the arrival of the attacker, not long after, a whistling sound of traversal echoed in the sky; the group who had just escaped from the Base had thought it was a new support aircraft arranged by the military, but when they all looked up, they discovered it was a strange aircraft with a design unlike any other fighter jet on Earth.

Having already witnessed the true form of this strange aircraft, everyone could not help but feel their hearts sink.

"It's Megatron..."

The black warrior Robert looked up at the sky with a bitter smile; other than a dazed expression, he had no further reaction.

William and the remaining few special forces soldiers were no better than him; some were trembling, some were pale, and one whose psychological resilience was slightly inferior even began to cry silently while covering his mouth the moment Megatron appeared.

"We're finished..."

Such a desperate sentence, spoken from the mouth of a United States special forces soldier, gave Sam an urge to nod in agreement.

Yes, he now had the same thought.

"Sam, protect the AllSpark cube!"

Captain William, who had recently become a father, was the first to react; he took a long breath as if trying to make his trembling voice as calm as possible, and looking straight at the uneasy Sam, he said: "The settlement point is not far from here; you take this and go to the settlement point, and I will contact an aircraft to send you and the AllSpark away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a signal flare from his military belt and handed it to Sam, "After arriving at the settlement point, pull the signal flare immediately, and there will be an aircraft coming to take you away!"

Sam subconsciously took the signal flare and only then reacted, "No, no, I can't do it."

He was clearly terrified by the series of battles that had occurred before; this panicked, uneasy expression undoubtedly annoyed William, who angrily grabbed Sam by the collar, pulled him in front of himself, widened his eyes, and urgently lectured: "Listen! Sam! You are no longer a normal high school student; America needs you, and humanity needs you; you must stand up bravely like a warrior!"

This soldier, who had been caring toward him ever since they first met at Sector 7, had suddenly taken on a serious appearance, which truly startled the panicked Sam; he opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at William, listening to him continue to instruct: "You must take the AllSpark cube away and send it back to the military; we will hold them off here, and even if we die, we will try our best to buy you time..."

After speaking, he looked at the female high school student Mikaela, who had been keeping a low profile nearby, "You are the same; leave with him!"

After giving the orders, he dove back into the Infantry Fighting Vehicle and picked up the communicator, calling for support on the previous channel: "This is xxxx squad, current coordinates xxx, xxx, calling for support, calling for support; we are currently protecting a VIP and an important item, which concerns the safety of the United States of America and all of humanity; please arrange air support immediately upon hearing this..."

He called twice in succession before hearing a voice on the other end of the communicator, "Request received, Raptor Squadron has arrived in your airspace, please call for support on channel xxx. Evacuate to location xxxx as soon as possible, and I will rearrange a helicopter for you..."

"xxxx squad received, we are..."

Before Captain William could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt the Infantry Fighting Vehicle shake violently.

Regaining his senses and looking outside, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat; it turned out that Megatron had already descended from the sky, and at this moment, feeling that the AllSpark was firmly in his palm, he actually had the leisure to toy with them.

"Bang..."

Flipping the Infantry Fighting Vehicle, which weighed over twenty tons, into the air and letting it roll on the ground several times, Megatron then walked forward unhurriedly and shouted coldly at the inside of the vehicle: "Hand over the AllSpark, boy!"

Although dizzy from the previous rolling and tossing, most of the people inside the vehicle only suffered some abrasions.

As soon as the vehicle stabilized, the black warrior Robert, who had the best physical fitness, was the first to kick open the door and jump out of the Infantry Fighting Vehicle.

"Quick, Sam, take the AllSpark cube..."

After Robert and William got out, they pulled and dragged Sam and Mikaela to help them escape first.

Megatron watched them with interest, still walking toward them unhurriedly; when he saw Sam coming out holding the AllSpark, a nasty, sinister sneer appeared on his face.

The next moment, he suddenly summoned the weapon in his hand and fired a shot directly at the Infantry Fighting Vehicle.

"No..."

William and Robert roared in despair as they tackled Sam and Mikaela; the next moment, the violent explosion immediately took the lives of the few soldiers who were still trapped in the Infantry Fighting Vehicle and had not yet managed to escape, while the shockwave and flying metal fragments from the explosion not only sent the four of them flying but also left countless wounds on each of their bodies.

"Cough..."

Sam stood up coughing; he had been well protected by Robert and William, and other than some scratches, he wasn't really injured, but because he had fallen while holding the AllSpark, the cube had pressed against his chest for a moment, leaving him coughing repeatedly.

Shaking his dizzy head, Sam reacted quickly; remembering his current situation, he immediately looked at Megatron, only to see him raise his weapon once again, this time with the muzzle aimed at him.

"Am I going to die?"

Sam swallowed a mouthful of saliva; he looked with some reluctance at his dream girl—Mikaela—who still looked sexy and charming despite the bloodstains on her face, yet he felt a strange sense of calm in his heart.

Just as he was regretfully preparing to welcome his own death, he did not expect a roar to come from another direction first; almost the instant the sound rang out, Megatron, who was standing not far in front of him and looking down at him with a mocking gaze as if he were an ant, was actually blasted away.

"Megatron, don't think about getting the AllSpark!"

This familiar, majestic mechanical voice brought joy to Sam's heart; he hurriedly looked toward the sound and immediately saw, dozens of meters away, a majestic red and blue Autobot Warrior standing there holding a weapon—was it not his old friend, the Autobot Leader—Optimus Prime?

"Sam, run..."

After Optimus Prime shouted at him, he immediately charged toward Megatron.

"Hmph... I spared your life just now; since you are seeking death, then go die!" With a cold shout, the angry Megatron, seeing Optimus Prime appear before him again, was instantly truly enraged and immediately transformed into his flight form, charging toward him.

The two super mechanical warriors grappled together; even though the Decepticon's combat power was peerless and Optimus Prime was heavily wounded, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and he could at least drag Megatron down for a while.

William and Robert also returned to Sam's side; the two had suffered greatly protecting him and Mikaela during the explosion just now, and even though they were wearing bulletproof vests, they were covered in wounds, and poor Robert's left eye had been pierced by flying shrapnel, clearly ruined.

"Sam, go... we need support..."

William supported the weak Robert, urging Sam, who was watching the battle between Optimus Prime and Megatron with an anxious face.

Mikaela also advised, "That's right, Sam, we can't help them by staying here, let's go quickly..."

Sam naturally knew this, and although he was very worried about Optimus Prime, he still nodded; the four of them were just about to head toward the assembly point while supporting each other when they suddenly heard a whistling sound from the sky again. Startled by this turn of events, the four, now somewhat neurotic, hurriedly looked up and soon all wore smiles.

"It's the Raptor..."

William licked his dry lips and said excitedly, "Our planes have come to support us..."

High in the sky, six of the U. S. military's newest fourth-generation fighter jets, the F-22 Raptor, were flying in formation over them; seemingly noticing the situation on the ground, they maintained a tactical hover above the group.

"Calling Raptor, we are the xxxx squad, we are escorting an important person and an important item concerning the safety of humanity, please provide us with support immediately..."

After William took the individual communication device from the back of Robert's waist, he quickly adjusted it to the designated frequency, attempting to contact those F-22 Raptors.

It did not disappoint him; a positive reply soon came through, "Raptor received, we will provide you with support right now..."

Sam also reacted at this moment, snatching the communicator from his mouth, and looking at Megatron, who had regained the upper hand not far away and was about to deal a lethal blow to Optimus Prime, he shouted, "Do you see that silver-gray robot fighting the tall red and blue Autobot? Aim all your missiles at him..."

"Raptor received..."

Soon, dozens of various missiles whistled down from the sky, all accurately hitting Megatron.

"Did it work?" Mikaela stared unblinkingly at Megatron, who was being hit by missiles continuously with explosions erupting all around him, and asked with a mix of excitement and unease.

"No..."

The smile on Robert's face lasted only for a moment before it turned ugly again.

"Our missiles cannot cause him any more damage..."

William looked bitterly at Megatron, who had taken dozens of missiles but still showed few wounds, his eyes involuntarily dimming.

He could see clearly that those Sidewinder Missiles, GBU-32 Joint Direct Attack Munitions, and GBU-39 Small Diameter Bombs launched from the F-22 fighter jets could only leave some white marks and dents on his chassis even when they hit Megatron.

The only things that could cause him damage were the high-explosive, armor-piercing AIM-120s, but they only added dozens of tiny cracks to Megatron's chassis, causing the armor on his chest to begin falling off and exposing his Spark.

Looking at the damage, one AIM-120 was only slightly more powerful than one of Ironhide's rockets.

Known as the most powerful fighter jet of humanity, after firing all the missiles they carried, only the aviation cannon remained as a weapon, but the aviation cannon could not cause any damage to Megatron at all.

Consequently, the Raptor Squadron, having just arrived at the battlefield, immediately and awkwardly discovered that they were already useless.

"Disgusting things..."

Having been hit in the face by a barrage of missiles from the Raptor Squadron, the proud Megatron was naturally extremely annoyed.

Seeing that they could only use aviation cannons to deal with him after running out of missiles, he sneered and tore off another one of Optimus Prime's arms, throwing it far away to who knows where, and then with a perverse sense of humor, kicked him toward Sam's side.

After doing this, Megatron looked up at the sky; the next second, he immediately transformed into his aircraft form, darted into the high altitude at top speed, and before the Raptor Squadron could react, flew beside an F-22 fighter jet, firing two rounds of Energy Bullets from his wings, hitting it at close range and causing it to explode in mid-air.

As if completely unaffected by the explosion, he soon approached another F-22 hundreds of meters away; after reaching above it, Megatron suddenly transformed back into his robot form and landed on the back of that Raptor, grabbing one wing with one hand while summoning his weapon with the other, and fired a shot directly at the F-22 fighter jet beneath his feet.

"Boom—"

Amidst the sky full of fire, Megatron also began to fall downward.

He soon stabilized his posture in the air and transformed back into his aircraft form.

Two expensive F-22 fighter jets were destroyed in succession, and the Raptor Squadron was clearly terrified; seeing him approach again, the remaining four Raptors actually increased their speed to the limit in unison, tacitly using supersonic cruise to flee the battle.

Watching the fighter jets flee, although Megatron could catch up, it would take some time to destroy them all.

He was ultimately still concerned about the AllSpark and Optimus Prime, so after discovering that those human fighter jets had fled in a sorry state, he only coldly mocked in the air, "Wasted toys, that's all..."

Soon, he turned back to the ground and landed beside Optimus Prime.

"Sam... hurry, there's no time. I beg you, quickly stuff the AllSpark cube into my chest..."

It turned out that Optimus Prime had been urging Sam to stuff the AllSpark into his own Spark, attempting to use his own Leader Class super Spark to forcibly erase this piece of the AllSpark that originally belonged to the Decepticons.

"Well done, little one, you have made me very satisfied!"

Megatron kicked Optimus Prime away, crouched down, stared viciously at Sam, and grinned, revealing a mouth of ferocious fangs, "Come, now give the AllSpark to me, and I can spare your life!"

This was clearly not a word of praise; Sam, who was regretting his lack of resolve just now, heard it clearly. He looked up at Megatron, whose eyes were full of arrogance and mockery, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he suddenly had a bright idea and took the initiative to say, "Mr. Megatron, I can give you this AllSpark, but can you satisfy one of my requests?"

"No, Sam!"

Just as he finished speaking, Optimus Prime, lying not far away, shouted at him anxiously, "You cannot give the AllSpark to him, otherwise not only your Earth, but the entire universe will fall into the hands of the Decepticons..."

"Boom—"

With a wave of his hand, he blasted Optimus Prime away again with a shot. Megatron leaned down and looked at Sam with interest, asking, "Speak, little one, state your wish. Perhaps I will agree to it..."

"Sam, I misjudged you..."

Behind him came the disappointed voice of the girl he admired—Mikaela.

Sam ignored her; he first looked at the AllSpark in his hand, then immediately looked up at Megatron again. After confirming the distance between his chest and himself in an instant, he took a long breath and said with a trembling voice, "Respected Mr. Megatron, I have only one request, and that is that I hope you can, go to hell..."

As if using up all his strength, Sam roared the last three words and simultaneously slammed the AllSpark cube in his hand into Megatron's Spark, which had lost the protection of his chest armor.

This sudden turn of events was clearly not expected by Optimus Prime, nor by Mikaela or William, and even the cunning Megatron failed to anticipate it due to his own arrogance and contempt for humans.

Consequently, he had to watch helplessly as that AllSpark cube, like a burning branding iron, was forcibly stuffed into his most core part.

"No..."

With a mix of fury, panic, and regret, after letting out a painful roar that resounded through the sky, even the powerful Megatron could not have the last laugh, becoming yet another Cybertron Mechanical Life to fall on Earth.

PS:

1. This is a combined chapter of over 5,500 words. I wrote it in one go and don't plan to split it, so it's more comfortable for everyone to read.

2. My portrayal of the strength of the Transformers in the book is very different from the movie version, mainly because the movie version weakened the Transformers too miserably to save costs and facilitate special effects production. Although I didn't adjust it back to the animation version, I have adjusted the combat power of the Transformers based on the movie version so they don't look so weak.

3. Still owe 29 chapters, will continue to pay off the debt during the day until it is finished.