Coordinates transferred, a quick series of orders was all it took for the space bridge to whirr to life beneath the compound. That his soldiers were able to build such a thing without Shockwave’s guidance left a proud smirk on his face as Megatron stands before the vortex, awaiting the arrival of a familiar red sportscar. Their newly acquired medic was in need of one himself.
Doctors.
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