They ran down the ally way, pursued by the DJD. Good thing they trusted Wheeljack. They used there grappling hooks to get out of the ally. They escaped with some scratches. Knock Out could fix that. They transformed and drove to their base.
"I am disappointed by you, Team H.M.M.C...
You have failed me, you pawns!" Exodus yelled at the 4, as have they failed to get the dark Energon from the Decepticons.
So the team talked at their portion of the bunker.
Hot Shot: "Who scrapped on the plan!?"
Car Rod: "Hot Shot, calm down, you need to chill..."
Miniscream: "You guys argue to much. You need to understand, you got Hot Shot, and rebuilt Hot Rod, so you gotta chill."
Mythical: "He is right... Y'all gotta chill..."
They could never reach full potential once their teammate, Splitfire, left them. They could try, but he was impossible to replace.
this team was like the Wreckers that belonged to neither faction. They live, they kill...
The team had a combined form...One they could never reach again...It was dawned the title of Airados. They were the best of the best on their team. They had walked by Starscream's head on the wall. They had all chuckled with the memories of that missions they did. It was the best fight of their life. But it didn't prepare them for what was needed...