Hello again everyone, again I know it's been a while.
Autobot Outpost Omega One
Designation erRoR
The pervious few days had been slow going for Sicario. Apart from when Miko, Rafael, and Jake got stuck in an alternate dimension. But Sicario had to stay grounded, until today.
"Sicario," Optimus said, "Meet me in the main room we picked up one a possible energon signal."
After Optimus said that Hitman team entered the main room where Galaxy spoke first, "So what's the job that needs doing with this energon mine?"
Ratchet responded, "Your job is fairly simple, a Milk Run, as Agent Fowler put it. Your job is to go and scout the Energon signal, and from there either wipe out any possible Decepticon presence. Or if there is none land and being to harvest as much energon as you can so we can refine it here."
Monarch, who had said somethings during his time in the base asked a question, "Where is it." He said in his trademark monotone voice.
"It's out in the Caribbean archipelago. Small island a few miles north from where we'll ground bridge you in. There's no human settlements within 20 miles of the island. You'll be in the clear."
Galaxy then turned to Hitman squadron, "Alright people, wheels up in one let's get moving!"
With that Sicario began to double check their gear, Prez took extra care in having her Railgun hooked up correctly.
Optimus spoke up just before Ratchet turned on the Groundbridge, "Your comms will be linked to Ratchet's terminal. If you need evac, call for a groundbridge."
A few affirmatives came from Sicario as the transformed and began to roll through the now active groundbridge. And lighting their engines to the max they were all through the bridge within seconds of eachother.
play Bankrupt Seas for this next scene*
Skies Above the Caribbean
Designation: Buck Villegas Hitman-1 Monarch
After we left the groundbridge Galaxy started up his radar immediately after a minute of use flying towards the signal he radios in.
"Heads up Hitman I'm picking up Decepticon IFFs. Weapons are hot. Target the mining equipment and any defenses. Let's get to work."
With that me and the other light the engines and rocket towards our targets. In my radar I picked up a little under a squadron amount of airborne targets. I switched over to my MLAAs and waited to get target lock on them. After about 10 seconds I saw greens across the board and let loose my missiles.
A few of the Aerialcons were able to evade my missiles barely but they were put down by Comic a few seconds after mine. Soon Galaxy began talking.
"I'm listening in on their comms. They're in a panic and their weapon systems are starting up. Also looks like we got some more Aerialcons taking off. President, Diplomat focus on dealing with the defenses and the mining equipment. Monarch, Comic, you're on intercept duty, wipe out any air power they have."
Soon we were tearing apart the mining operation like it was paper. It reminded me as a mix of our sortie with the Creole Republic to deal with the local pirates. And our raid out in the Yellowstone area to strike at the refineries.
Thinking back on those mission had me tune out for a second but I tuned back in quickly just as Galaxy started talking again.
"Picking up on Decepticon IFFs coming in from the north."
With the free second I looked at the island and noticed the many energon fires from both the defenses and the equipment.
With the eradication on the ground Prez joined up with me and Comic while Dip finished up ground side.
Prez however spoke up, "So apart from what's left on the ground and this squadron, there going to be any last minute surprises Galaxy?"
Galaxy responded, "Apart from the squadron and the last of the equipment on the ground my scope is clear, no last minute surprises."
With a bit of a chuckle from 'Mic and Dip. We got to work as the squadron entered missile range. With me and Mic's MLAAs a large chunk of the squadron were turned into wrecks. Prez also got her pound of flesh as well as a few of the 'Cons got to close to her and were shredded by the canister pods and she launched some air mines behind her.
Soon enough the squadron was dead and Dip had finished up on the ground. So we regrouped. Then Prez spoke, "Is it just me or is this extremely similar to the stike we did on the Burlok Pirates?"
Comic replied, "I was thinking the exact same thing. Just with add on of the refinery raid we did in Cascadia."
Suddenly Galaxy entered the comms, "Fighters coming in from the south flash idents or be shot down."
We all tensed at that. And given out experiences with the Peacekeepers. I don't think anyone can deny us.
After about 10 seconds of silence, Galaxy started laughing, "Haha, oh I got you three good we're still clear."
He soon devolved into more laughs. Prez however was less impressed, "Kiss my aft, Galaxy. We dealt with too many ambushes in the past for you to do this."
"Alright Sicario, RTB." Galaxy said after he recovered from his laughing fit.
We land onto the island to get a groundbridge back to Omega One.
Autobot Outpost Omega One
Designation: ErrOr
After Sicario was groundbridged back to the base they were nearly immediately bombarded with questions by Miko. Most of the questions were easy to answer for any of Sicario. The longest answer was Miko asking about how missiles work offhandly. Which caused the rest of Sicario to look over in horror as Prez was hearing up for a long explanation.
"The missile knows where it is at all times. It knows this because it knows where it isn't, by subtracting where it is, from where it isn't, or where it isn't, from where it is, whichever is greater, it obtains a differe-," Prez began but not long after Monarch walked up behind her and chopped her in the back of the head.
"Prez, stop it," all Monarch said.
This caused Prez to pout but after a few more minutes of idle chatter between Sicario, the Bot, and the kids. They were interrupted by an alarm.
Sicario dropped into combat stances, only for Optimus to speak up, "There's no need for violence Sicario. That alarm was to let us know where the liaison of the local government had arrived to speak to us."
About 10 seconds after he said that the elevator door opened to show Agent Fowler, not angry at Prime. He gave a quick hello to the kids before looking over at the assembled bots and he did a mental count and asked the obvious question.
"So Prime. Who are the new bots?" He asked, Galaxy spoke up.
"We are members of the Sicario Mercenary Corporation. We are currently working with the Autobots in exchange for housing and information."
Fowler had a passing surprise before looking over to Prime, "Since when did you guys hire Mercs?"
Comic then interjected, "Oh little over a week. At least for us."
Fowler simply nodded before looking back at Prime, "Apart from the standard strikes at Con mines and these five, anything else happen?"
Prime said that nothing apart from the standard had happened. Fowler before he left to report back to the government spoke to the kids for a few minutes. Then he was on his way.
Aboard the Nemesis
Megatron, as usual, was not in a good mood, they had lost the mine that they had recently begun mining from only for it to be destroyed with ease by the autobots. At least that's what he thought. Until a few minutes ago a heavily damaged Vehicon had returned from the mine, alive, but barely. Basic repairs were done by Knockout and the Vehicon was able to report.
Apparently it was not the Autobots that had attacked the mine and destroyed it. No, it was a small flight of five cybertronians, all fliers, bearing the mark of a wolf on their chassis.
He ordered the Vehicon to go to the medical bay and be repaired. Megatron however went back to his brooding but with another thought in his mind. If these were mercenaries hire by the Autobots, perhaps he could buy them off. He had done it before back on Cybertron. Both sides had mercenaries and both had them stab them in the back at the sight of a better pay.
Slowly he began making his plan. And in doing so had him call upon his intelligence officer, Soundwave.
"Soundwave, track down these mercenaries. We might be able to tear down Optimus Prime and his followers from the inside."
An affrmiative nod was all that Soundwave gave before getting to work.