Chapter 402: Enough

Enraged, the red spider roared, "Shockwave, at least I'm still your superior, you're just a scientist in the scientific research department." Either you give me the console now and I'll make the plan of attack, or I'll go to Lord Megatron right now and ask him to strip you of your privileges! ”

"Also, don't think so badly about me, at least I'm a member of the Decepticons, and I can prioritize them!"

Shockwave's one-eyed flickered continuously, and then he slowly got up, turned his head away, and dropped a sentence: "Your answer is very logical, and now it's yours, Adjutant Red Spider." ”

"You goddamn robot."

After the shockwave was far away, the red spider with an ugly face dared to curse in a low voice.

He bet Shockwave had definitely updated his information in his head, perhaps adding something he couldn't have guessed.

No one knew what was going on in Shockwave's cold head.

To be honest, the Red Spider is still a little wary of Shockwave, because this Shockwave is simply an all-rounder.

Scientific research, co-ordination, loyalty, sanity first, no personal emotions, its special ability is also terrifying, it can capture all the rays on the earth, and its combat effectiveness is even more explosive, although it is a Type III body, but the shock wave has adjusted the genes, and the body has been upgraded in a small range.

The comprehensive strength data is only a little worse than Megatron.

The red spider only felt a heavy pressure.

"You hex poker face, never try to take my place!" The red spider cursed under his breath and walked quickly to the console, typing in the commands.

"I'm Adjutant Red Spider, bringing up the battlefield overview."

"The order is denied, and all programs have been locked."

Listening to the dull answer, and the red countdown number on the screen, the red spider was stunned, and immediately became angry: "Shockwave, I'm not done with you!! ”

……

In the entire base, all the cultivation warehouses were opened, and four thousand tall Transformers participated in the battle, and with the huge cannons arranged on the base, they caused fierce damage to the soldiers of Atlantis.

The Atlanteans will die, they will be afraid, and they will be injured and their combat effectiveness will decrease, while the Transformers will ...... They would, too, but the low-level King Kong was not qualified and had no time to hesitate.

In their heads, there is only to take orders, fight, fight, fight.

What's more, Transformers, a silicon-based life, can attack enemies as long as their brains and chests are not shattered, even if only half an arm is left.

Atlantis was stunned, looking at the sudden explosion of robots in confusion and confusion, many people even if they tried their best to attack, but under the energy concentration fire, they became extremely vulnerable.

The corpses flew up, and only the frightened and panicked eyes froze on the skull forever.

"How can this be, how can there be such a race ...... on Earth!"

A warrior who had mastered the magic had just finished roaring when he was knocked into his arms by a transformer, and a large number of blades pierced his body, and his internal organs were broken, and he was not far from death.

From time to time, a large number of fighters could be seen diving, and after a burst of artillery bombardment, they immediately took to the air.

Even if he was defeated by the Atlanteans, he turned into a humanoid battle state at the first time, and his metal body was densely covered with guns and blades, crashing into the crowd and always killing several enemies.

What's even more ruthless, some King Kong has a fierce temperament, and directly detonated the fire in his chest before he died, and the life energy of the madness exploded, taking away dozens to hundreds of people, directly leaving a small vacuum.

Three hundred Transformers braved death to rush into the crowd of Atlantis, killing their enemies with ferocity, using cannons at a distance and drawing their blades at close range, their metal bodies giving them great strength and speed.

What's even more terrifying is that each of these lowest-level transformers can be called a master of combat skills, and every knife and sword chopped down is as if it has been tempered for thousands of years.

The silicon-based body gives them muscle stability that far exceeds that of humans, and at least they are less prone to slight shaking when holding their weapons.

In their heads, they have a central processing unit comparable to a first-class computer, a brain, which can quickly calculate the best means of defense and the angle of attack.

Every attack is after a lot of complex calculations, and every move is far more tricky than the top warriors on the earth.

Although the generally tall body size makes these low-level King Kongs perhaps less satisfactory in terms of agility, they are particularly terrifying in terms of resistance to blows.

A small amount of King Kong can easily be surrounded and dismantled by the fierce Atlanteans, but the formed Transformers are enough to form a coordinated tactic without dead ends.

You only need to use a powerful brain to calculate and come up with the optimal solution, swing a knife, and kill someone.

A Transformer jerks his head down and strangely turns around and slashes the two soldiers in the rear, but turns a blind eye to the enemies that are close at hand.

Before the Atlantean warriors could show their joy, a huge shadow struck, and another Transformer jumped directly and killed those Atlanteans who were almost successful.

Similar to this kind of shocking cooperation, the tacit understanding that can play textbook tactics without a word of communication, is all too common on the entire battlefield.

The more established the Transformers legion, the more this kind of cooperation and tacit understanding will make people's scalps tingle, and the resulting results will be more terrifying.

The shockwave was pouring rain and braving the terrifying red light in the single eye, taking into view every scene on the battlefield, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, as cold as an iceberg.

He was waiting in silence.

In Shockwave's eyes, these soldiers in front of him can be abandoned, and if the situation really requires it, Shockwave will not hesitate to abandon these King Kongs.

These warriors who are enough to make any force on Earth jealous and crazy, and enough to make any force on the earth use them as if they were treasures, are just the lowest level of cannon fodder in the eyes of Shockwave at this time.

Cannon fodder must have the value of cannon fodder, and the meaning of cannon fodder's existence is to make sacrifices for the entire war situation as a consumable, which is doomed to a humble fate.

These eye-catching cannon fodder can be mass-produced.

Similar to this base at the foot of the shockwave, they have secretly built dozens of them on Earth, and in each base, a large number of low-level warriors are sleeping.

Megatron has quietly disappeared into the battlefield, waiting for something.

Amazing electric light soared into the sky, and the thick electric current like a bucket, the big one was terrifying, and it poured directly into the clouds from the depths of the sea.

A terrifying giant wave three hundred meters high suddenly rose from nothing, and a burly figure stepped out of the huge wave, holding a trident, and a large amount of electric light came out of it, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"Enough, you lowly breathers!"

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