CHAPTER 36 THE TIDE TURNS
Autobot Medical Centre, Location: Unknown…
"There! This bandage will hold the blood in that wound." First Aid remarked as he finished bandaging my head.
"Thanks First Aid," I said as he placed a bandage over the bridge of my nose, "You don't need me to stay overnight or anything, right?"
"Well now that I think of it, I would like you to stay one night but I will not enforce it."
"Awesome!"
"Just one question: Have you seen my best student, Ratchet? He has been missing for quite sometime. Optimus Prime wishes him to be found."
"Yeah, I've seen Ratchet. He repaired my memory loss and helped me regain consciousness when I was attacked by a Decepticon."
"Do you know where his whereabouts are now?"
"Negative, sir."
First Aid paused as he thought about his best student.
"Snowbird, you can return with your friend." He said.
"Yes sir." Snowbird lifted me up, transformed, and flew off."
Battle, San Francisco…
"This is so not going good." Ironhide growled as he shot Battle Maximus over and over again, hoping to do some damage to the much larger Decepticon.
"We really need to get a better life then kicking Decepticon arse all day." Skids suggested, "After this, who's coming to the Bahamas with me?"
"Now is not the time of thinking about a tropical paradise," Optimus Prime scolded as he got up, then was knocked back down from Megatron."
"We need more fighters!" Lennox yelled, "Epps! Try to contact more fighters!"
"This is Mike Whiskey Echo," Epps called into his radio, "Are there any aircraft orbiting the city with a good load of weapons?"
"Got one for you Mike Whiskey Echo," a unusual voice replied.
"Who's this?"
"Charlie Foxtrot Cooler," I replied through the radio.
"You have weapons on your aircraft?"
"Better. A Soviet destroyer, Novosibirsk. The commander of the battleship, Trinajstic joined the CAEA, so he's with us, fully armed and packed, ready for action!"
"Commander Dmitri Trinajstic? I've heard of him," Sideswipe said as he flipped over a blast of energy fired from Grindor's cannon, "Yeah, didn't he join a while ago?"
"Yes that's right." Epps agreed.
"I'm telling him to fire sea-to-land missiles at that big Decepticon, that you guys are having problem with defeating." I added.
"Remind him to be pure accurate, we have top troops here."
"Don't worry, I got everything under control."
Onboard the Novosibirsk, Pacific Ocean…
"Enemy monster in range, sir," Executive Officer Igor Sekiskov told Commander Trinajstic, "It's one fricken large robot."
"We've dealt with a Soviet battlecruiser Decepticon easily, we'll be able to destroy this hunk of metal. Prepare to salvo it!" Trinajstic picked up a phone, "Yeltsin, patch me through to Weapon Centre."
The turrets all along the Novosibirsk, turned and pointed at the main land, where Battle Maximus was laying waste to the city.
"Take careful aim, there's friendlies mixed with bad guys."
All the turrets pointed at Battle Maximus.
"FIRE SALVO 1!"
A massive salvo soared out the destroyer with a loud bang. It flew through the air and slammed into the ground near the immense Decepticon, who turned his weapons away from the CAEA as it shook him.
"We've missed. FIRE SALVOS!!!"
Explosions sounded all along the destroyer as salvos flew out of their turrets and rocketed through the air and reached their destination. The first on slammed into an Aviaticon, blowing off its head, killing it instantly. The other salvos slammed into Battle Maximus and the Decepticon super weapon exploded in a ball of flames and collapsed in agony. The other salvos slammed into the Decepticons, killing the evil robots. One slammed into the F-22 Raptor Starscream and ended its life.
One salvo accidently hit Megatron and he ferociously turned and fired a pulsing blast from his fusion cannon at the destroyer. He got a bulls-eye and crippled the warship.
"Sonar! Tidal Wave! Mirage! Destroy that warship!"
Three battleships, lying in the harbour came to life and sailed after the destroyer, the Novosibirsk. Tidal Wave was a battle ship, Mirage was a destroyer, and Sonar was a small attack boat. The three Decepticons pounced on the destroyer and tried to sink it.
"Not today Decepticons!" A voice yelled from on high.
The Decepticons stopped what they were doing and looked around when suddenly Tidal Wave got hit by an explosion. The other Decepticons looked up and saw a WWII Aichi D3A Val dive bomber dropping bombs on it.
"You won't sink that boat, not when Hot Shot's in the house!" the Autobot sprayed machine gun fire and dropped bombs on all the Decepticons.
"Autobot scum!" Tidal Wave growled as he swiped at the airplane.
Hot Shot transformed, unsheathed a sword, and decapitated Mirage quickly. He flew over Tidal Wave and blasted him a number of times. The monstrous Decepticon came out of the water and he trudged away and destroyed a CAEA tank. Sonar was hit and then mysteriously disappeared once the smoke cleared.
"Two down, one to go!" Hot Shot chased after Tidal Wave and shot at him with his machine guns. The Novosibirsk suddenly exploded and sank under the white-capped waves of the ocean. Coming to an abrupt halt, Hot Shot veered around and flew over to investigate. Once arriving, he transformed and a sceptre impaled right into his head, killing the Autobot instantly.
"Worthless Autobot!" the Decepticon snarled, using his sceptre to warp away.
The Decepticons were still battling when thousands of allied aircraft covered the skies and bombarded the evil Cybertronians. Half of the Decepticons immediately fell victim to the attack.
"Autobots, send these foul Decepticons back into the Abyss!" Lennox yelled, "All other troops, let's move!" he fired sabot rounds into Mindwipe.
The Decepticons were relentless and kept fighting back. Some shot at the pursuing CAEA members while others shot the aircraft above them.
Suddenly all the aircraft were caught in a tight vortex that spun them out of control. The result was collisions and the aircraft were all destroyed. Nonetheless, the air strike was a success; they had killed over fifty-four evil Decepticons and injured much more with the swift attack. As they prepared to finish of the CAEA, a Rockwell B-1B Lancer roared across the enemy and carpet-bombed them, bringing their sheer numbers down to about twenty.
