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Chapter 601: Commander Ironhide
🕑 Added 2023-09-18 08:12:56 +0000 UTCTransformers Begin : Table of Content/Chapter List
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Sam's words suddenly silenced the surviving Autobots.
Realizing that almost all of the Autobots were now looking at him, Sam felt as if he had just made a childish and ridiculous suggestion. He managed to force a stiff smile onto his face before turning to look at his girlfriend, Michaela.
"What did you just say?" Claudia was the first to break the silence, her curiosity piqued.
Sam thought that the Autobots, who were mourning Leader's death, suspected he was joking about Optimus Prime.
With a nervous grin, he replied, "Well, it's just an idea!"
"Sam, don't be afraid. Share your thoughts boldly," Bumblebee chimed in, standing up from his half-kneeling position and looking down at Sam.
Sam's throat continued to tighten as excitement and nervousness overwhelmed him like never before. He had always felt like an ordinary person, lacking exceptional intelligence or looks, which had led to a long period of self-doubt.
Even now, Sam didn't see himself as particularly special compared to people of his age. He believed that the only thing setting him apart was his extraordinary great-grandfather. The elderly man had discovered Megatron, the leader of the Decepticons, in the Arctic ice, and his glasses, left behind after his death, concealed a secret.
It was because of these glasses that Sam believed the Autobots took an interest in him and eventually pulled him into the battle to protect the All Spark.
"Sam..." Michaela reassured her boyfriend, gently patting his hand and giving him an encouraging look.
Her trust made Sam feel more valued than ever before. He took a deep breath, meeting the gaze of all the Autobots, and turned to Ratchet, asking, "Ratchet, I remember you guys mentioned before that the All Spark is a massive energy source, right?"
Ratchet nodded. "The All Spark was created by Lord Fallen using a star, and it is indeed a colossal energy source."
"Previously, Decepticon Rewind tried to steal a fragment from me to resurrect Megatron, but Frenzy ended up taking it to revive Skyfire. So, I have a bold hypothesis. You Cybertronians have a unique mechanical body structure, which means your definition of death is completely different from us Earthlings'."
"So, I was thinking... Optimus Prime and the Autobots who died today... What if we could find something even more extraordinary than the All Spark, something called the Leadership Module? Could we use its power to rekindle the extinguished Sparks of Optimus Prime and the others?"
Sam blurted out his thoughts, panting heavily, his face flushed red.
All the Autobots turned their attention to Ratchet. Although there were technologies on Cybertron that could resurrect deceased Autobots or Decepticons, only a few scientists and organizations possessed that knowledge.
Most of the Autobots present had only heard of it but didn't understand the principles involved. Now, with Sam proposing this idea, they, like Sam, were all awaiting Ratchet's response.
After all, Ratchet was one of the most skilled medics among the Autobots.
Ratchet pondered quietly for a moment before nodding firmly. "In theory, it's feasible!"
Among the Autobots, the first and foremost expert in resurrection technology was undoubtedly the Titan Master, but very few Autobots knew about it. Titan Master preferred to avoid contact with others and spent most of their time in an archive room, silently organizing and recording the history of Cybertron Planet.
Ratchet had previously assisted Jack in the surgical resurrection of Prowl, so he had some understanding of the resurrection principles, though not in great detail.
"...Jack knows about resurrection technology, and I have a good relationship with him. Even if we can't secure the Leadership Module, we can invite him to Earth to revive Leader and our fallen comrades."
Ratchet added one last sentence, and it instantly lifted some of the gloom that had hung over the surviving Autobots.
Drift walked over to Ironhide's side and patted his shoulder, pulling him out of his self-blame.
"Commander, put aside your self-blame and guilt for now. As they said, we still have a chance. Everyone is waiting for you to plan the next steps."
"Yeah, Commander," Alita chimed in, approaching Claudia with a meaningful look.
Ironhide, known for his fiery temper, couldn't be considered a qualified commander, especially during peacetime. But among the Autobots who had come to Earth, there were only five qualified leaders: Ironhide, Ratchet, Bumblebee, Prowl, and Arcee.
Prowl and Arcee could be ruled out. Prowl had been the Chief of Intelligence for Sentinel Prime, excelling in gathering information but not particularly good at teamwork. As for Arcee, her combat abilities as a female Autobot were relatively weak, and she was known for her independent nature, which didn't fit the role of a leader.
Among the remaining three, Bumblebee was in a similar situation to Prowl, and Ratchet was well-liked among the Autobots but lacked combat strength to command stubborn Autobots.
Therefore, Ironhide was the only one who could step up in this situation and take command of the Autobots.
"I understand," Ironhide said.
Feeling the expectant eyes of those around him, Ironhide finally emerged from his self-blame. He glanced solemnly at the charred remains of Optimus Prime, forcing himself to remain calm. He began issuing orders.
"All Autobots, take our comrades' remains and temporarily bury them in a concealed location nearby to prevent discovery by humans. Ratchet, tend to the wounded as soon as possible. Escort the severely injured Autobots back to base along with Arcee and Leader's remains."
"As for the remaining Autobots, follow me to Jordan. Leader and our comrades are waiting for us there. We must go and retrieve the Leadership Module."
With Ironhide's orders, including Sideswipe, who had previously wanted to leave on his own, all Autobots obeyed and carried out their tasks diligently.
Forty minutes later, when Egyptian military soldiers and an armored convoy arrived, sealing off Highway 17, the Autobots had already finished cleaning up the battlefield. They had taken their comrades' remains with them, leaving behind only the scattered debris of the Decepticons.
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