Gears of Recovery

Chapter 1

A/N, hey there, I saw the this site, though I would try it. please R/R . Rated M For language and future stuff ;) Enjoy

November 19, 1943,

Airspace over Subjective European borders

The lone P-51 Mustang flying over the war zone was surprising to the small squad of Nazi Airman. Most of the allied forces were not crazy enough to try an attack on their forces, let alone one plane. Local air control sent Feuer team to investigate. The leader goosed his Messerschmitt BF 109 forward, his squad mates following suit.

"let's show this fool who owns the skies here!"

"Feuer 2, calm down."

As they closed in, the lone Mustang held it's airspeed for a moment, then took off with such force that the Nazi wingmen felt a tremor rush through their cockpits. Unknown to the three Nazi airmen, They had just seen a propeller driven aircraft break the sound barrier.

"What the fuck was that? The thing just took off like bullet. "

"Feuer 1, whats the status off that plane, it just dropped off local radar...Feuer 1 come in."

"Ignore tower for now boy's, let's get this thing!"

Flying at peak speed, the P-51 curved up and began to climb. higher and higher It climbed into the sky until the modified Packard V-12 motor was starting to sputter. The plane's plating began to move, transforming the plane. The nose of the plane folded down, revealing a robotic head. Arms folded out of the wings as the wings flipped back. The tail split as plates of steel moved over the body, reveling two legs. The P-51 mustang the airmen had seen before was replaced with a robot of huge size. The robot pull his arms up, moving his wings into a glider like state. The three M2 browning machine guns on each arm primed to fire.

"Feuer Team, Engage! Engage!"

"Copy Feuer 1, Feuer 2 enagaging!"

" Feuer 3 Engaging!"

The three 109's rose up, firing 30mm rounds at the huge metal monster. The robot took every round has it .50 caliber machine guns opened up on the lead plane. In the six seconds it took for the two enemies to meet, Feuer 1 had received about 120 .50 caliber bullets into his plane. The last 20 rounds nicked the fuel lines next to a couple of exposed electrical wires. The pilot was dead before the plane exploded.

Feuer 2 was next as the robot grabbed on to his plane. With both robotic hands, Feuer 2's wings were ripped away, along with a barrage of .50's into his cock pit. what glass that was left of the canopy was stained a sickly red.

Feuer 3 swung around through a cloud, planning to end this. but has he cleared the cloud, there was nothing, no robot, no Feuer 2. The sky was as empty as the bottle of wine from their last victory.

"Control to Feuer team, come in Feuer 1."

"This is Feuer 3, I'm the only fucking one left up here, contact the SS, there is something up here!"

"Alright Feuer 3, calm down. we need a id for the target, Over."

" It's not human what ever it...oh no, It's back, no, NNNNNOOOO...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

"Feuer 3, come in Feuer 3, Feuer 3! Come in dam it. Feuer 3!"

As the Nazi Fighter exploded on the ground, The robot transformed to his plane mode. He flew east, lowering in altitude. He need to find a place to land. His body was hurt as bad has ever, leaking energon here and a bent armor piece's there. Part of his left wing was scorched from the rocket Feuer 3 fired that detonated in front of him. His gears and servo's were not agreeing to the recent action. a few of the enemy bullets had hit his nose and shutdown some of his sensors. His though prosesscer internally activated a beacon as the war bird dipped lower and lower until the point the prop slowed and the plane crashed in the forest below.

For Forty-five years the beacon broadcasted, unlocated by any human radio communications. it wasn't until 2001 that others like him heard his beacon for the first time.

Yeah, i know. It's a little short and probably not the best, but i hope some people like it. PLEASE R&R thanks