It was supposed to have been a simple mission, a simple recon mission. Go in and get out. Nothing fancy. Internally snorted Download as he crept along ceiling area called a ventilation shaft by the organics, glad he was an minibot. Size was definitely needed here.

Obviously Alpha Corporation was doing a bit more than just 'mercenary' work. To the point of view of the Autobot minibot. They had Cybertronian hardware and not just something that gets given to sparklings either. Holo-scanners, deep red-laser scanners, electro-pressure sensors were some of what he recognised as a deferent to infiltrators like him. Problem with that, he was trained with the best of the special ops. It was the harder hardware that what got him more chilled in his spark. Emp pulse guns, plasma generators, and shock drones. Exactly the types that Decepticreeps had in the early stages of the War and now in these species' servos.

Reaching an area where the ventilation can't reach, Download crawled out and quickly into a corner of the corridor where the cameras can't reach. He cursed again to himself. Ever since he entered the Dogfence complex of Alpha Corporation, his limited map showed nothing in the area he stood which included the massive blast door behind him.

Hadn't for a while now. Which meant one thing. Trouble.

'If it ain't done in style, it ain't done at all.' His head of Special Ops had often said when he knew there was trouble.

Download took out two flash bombs and an emp disabler bomb.

So much for nothing fancy.

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It was an alarm that woke Kia from her 'sleep mode' and realised now was their only chance to escape. "David, time to get us out of here."

"Agreed." David's voice answered in his monotone voice.

"That's an intruder alarm." Jack noted in interest.

"How would you know that?" Kia asked as well as noted it was an intruder alarm. Who would go into a complex no one seems not know about? Spies?

"I do f'ing keep attention when they do their f'ing drills." Jack as always went on the defensive in response.

"Does that mean we have to change our plan?" Patrick asked quietly.

"We can't deviate from it now. Although Davey thinks it would give us a higher percentage of survival." Daniel answered.

"Which was what?" Patrick muttered. "10%-11%?"

"Last I checked, you agreed to risk it, dipwad." Jack hissed.

"Finished." David announced at the same time as the hiss of the clamps released.

Some of them reacted by catching themselves from face planting, others weren't that lucky.

"F'K!" cursed Jack causing Kia look at him. He was a blacker-than-black thin-looking robot with antennas on each side of his head.

She got up realising they were losing time especially the number of gesturing the Alpha Corp scientists were doing.

"We got to move, now." She ordered.

All of them raced out through one of large doors that were painfully closing and then the next and then last. Even though they were falling over on their awkward feet. Wanting to be faster, more mobile….. Ignoring the smell of rubber and sound of crunching steel.

Until they were out into the hot sunlight of the Australian bush.

In their different forms.

"What the f?" Patrick the ambulance exclaimed.

"I don't think now's the time of ask. Let's get f'k out." A black motorcycle revved and then raced off.

Gun shots and bullets in their direction was enough to prove the point. "He's right," Shuffled a silver Roadster. "we need to get out of here."