Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm

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Chapter 120

"Are you sure about this, Tech?"

"Positive, sir," Tech answered. "I managed to hack the security cameras and get audio as well as visual. In two more hours, if Galaxy Convoy refuses to give up the Matrix, Nemesis Convoy's going to have Hardtop and Swindle open up the forward marine bays, and every bulkhead in the ship. With the force fields disengaged on the marine bays, water will flood the ship, sinking it, and drowning those two kids their holding hostage."

Thunderwing began to pace the weapons locker they managed to hide in near the bow of the Shinano II. The marine bays that Tech was talking about were not too far away. There were two of them, one on each side of the ship, and were used to launch small, underwater craft or Transformers, using force fields to hold back the water while the bay doors were open. They needed a plan, and a way to save this ship.

An idea began to form in his mind, "Tech, are their any service tunnels between here and the marine bays?"

Tech tapped at the keypad in front of him, "No, but they are connected by the ventilation shafts."

"What about the kids? Where are they being held?" Thunderwing asked.

"In the brig, Cell F-10," Tech answered. "I think I know what you're planning. There's a shaft that leads from here, directly to brig."

Thunderwing nodded, "Good. Gather round! Here's what we're going to do. We're going to wait until a move is made up top. Once that happens, we're going to split up. Mom, Wondergirl, you two go to the port bay and secure it. If the door is open, close it down. If you can't, then close the bulkheads and seal the area, so the whole ship doesn't flood. Tech, Big Bad Wolf, you two do the same on the starboard bay. I'm going to go try and save those kids."

"No offence, Captain, but that's crazy," Wondergirl said.

Big Bad Wolf nodded, "What happens if we run into one of those Destrons?"

Grinning, Thunderwing walked over to a locker, pulling out a few rifles, "Do you know what these are?"

Tech took one, his eyes widening. "Damn!" he whistled. "I've always wanted to try one of these."

"What are they?" Wondergirl asked.

"These are Mach-1 Thunderbolt Rifles," Thunderwing answered. "They fire controlled bursts of electricity. Their range is limited to 50 meters, but a single shot is strong enough to even make Galaxy Convoy take an involuntary nap for a few hours."

"This could be dangerous," Mom said. "While not strong enough to kill a Transformer, that much voltage will kill us if it backfires or if we're hit by friendly fire. However, it's our only chance of getting out of this alive I suppose."

"All right," Thunderwing nodded. "Any suggestions?"

"A few," Big Bad Wolf said. "One: Don't get shot. Two: If your gun is wet, don't shoot. Three: Don't shoot into the water."

Tech grinned, "Four: Kick some bad-guy ass!" The entire squadron laughed at his joke, and then sat down to wait.

Two hours later, Tech motioned them to his monitor. The Cybertrons had arrived, and were standing on the deck facing the Destrons. Galaxy Convoy, Rodimus Convoy, Storm Gunner, Autovolt, and Live Convoy were facing off against Nemesis Convoy, Chromia, Black Nitro Convoy, Cannonball, Shortround, Runamuck, Gasket, Armbullet, Brushguard, and Skywarp.

"Outnumbered two to one, not counting us," Thunderwing muttered.

"Have you come to surrender?" Nemesis Convoy asked.

"We are here for Bud-tachi," Rodimus growled, stepping forward.

Galaxy Convoy held up his arm, signaling Rodimus to hold his position. "We are here to accept your surrender, Nemesis Convoy. The Shinano II is not the only Yamato-class craft. As we speak, the Yamato II and the Enterprise X are en-route, and ready for a long fight. We will rescue Bud-tachi. There is nothing you can do about it."

Nemesis Convoy laughed, "One of these days, you must learn how to play poker. The only way to make a convincing bluff, is to sometimes hold the cards you want." He tapped his communicator, "Do it."

The entire ship shuddered, and Thunderwing turned to his team, "Go! Go!" They entered the ventilation shafts, scurrying to their required places. Because of that, they didn't hear what Nemesis Convoy said next.

"You see, Galaxy Convoy, in thirty minutes, this ship will be flooded. Even if you do defeat us, by the time your rescue crews locate our hostages, they will most likely have severe hypothermia, and will die. Even so, now that Swindle and Hardtop have started flooding the ship, they have followed by orders and are heading towards where my hostages are." Nemesis Convoy grinned, "They will ensure your Human friends and their Micron companion are dead."

"That does it!" Rodimus roared angrily. "RODIMUS CONVOY! SUPER MODE!"

Nemesis snorted, "Idiot. NEMESIS CONVOY! SUPER MODE! You will kneel before me, Rodimus Convoy. Either in obedience, or death."

"I'll kick your ass!" Rodimus yelled, charging forward. Nemesis Convoy met his charge as they clashed. The other Destrons leapt forward, engaging the remaining Cybertrons as Rodimus Convoy and Nemesis Convoy battled.

Inside the ship, the Thunderwing Squadron could feel the ship shake as the battle commenced. Sighing, Big Bad Wolf kicked open the grate in the ventilation shaft, dropping into the marine bay. The water level had already risen dramatically, but it thankfully had yet to reach the control walkway. Heading over to the terminal, Tech tapped in the commands, and the door rumbled shut, only to stop. "It's jammed!"

Big Bad Wolf looked into the rushing water, noticing something in the gears. Tossing his gun aside and taking a deep breath, he dove in. Powerful, well trained muscles allowed him to grab side rails and fight the current. Approaching the gear, he saw a small replacement generator for the door motor jammed into the gears. Grinning internally, he let the current of in pouring water help him get to the surface, and climbed up the ladder to the walkway. "Tech! Shoot the water!"

Tech raised an eyebrow, "But you said…"

"I know what I said. That's why I got out of the water first!"

Shrugging, Tech leveled his rifle and fired. The charge spread through the water, causing the generator jammed in the door to explode. Freed, the door banged shut. Big Bad Wolf grabbed his radio, "Captain, objective complete."

"Good," Thunderwing's voice crackled back. "I'm still getting to the brig. How's your side, Wondergirl."

"You're not going to believe this, Captain, but someone beet us to it," was the reply.

"That's all right, we need all the help we can get. Tech, Mom, you two stay behind and guard the bays. Wondergirl, Big Bad Wolf, head for the brig to back me up."

"Got it," Wondergirl said, putting her radio back in her belt. She turned to the one who had helped them, "There's a service elevator down the corridor. It'll take you up to the flight deck."

"Thanks," the female Transformer answered.

"By the way, what's your name?" Mom asked.

"Tsunami."