Still in hiding, Megatron overheard the Maximals. This was perfect. Although his reinforcements didn't arrive yet, if they arrive at all, it was four against four. The only thing that puzzled him was what the rhinoceros was talking about. Optimus Primal had vanished. He was surely terminated, was he not? He witnessed it with his own optics. But perhaps... perhaps he was inside the probe and these Maximal bafoons were trying to extract him. Well, not if Megatron could help it!I don't know if this thing is going to work.. but it's as ready as it'll ever be.
As soon as Rhinox was done speaking, Rattrap started sniffing the air, trying to find Predacon scents as his paranoia continued to tug at him. "Ehhh... Too quiet here," he said to the group. "I thought for sure the Predacons would be makin' for the probe." He glanced up at Big Green.
Megatron took the rodent's assumption for his cue. Terrorizing to his robot mode, he stepped out behind the Maximals with a devious grin and ready to fire. "HAH!" the Predacon leader bellowed. "An excellent prediction, Commander Rattrap!"
Gasping, Rattrap spun around and saw Megajerk towering over all of them. SLAG! He narrowed his optics.
"Let's see how you fair in the battle field!" the t-rex exclaimed, anxious to mutulate the Maximals for good. Lifting his t-rex head weapon, he began firing laser shots at the small group next to the pod.
Terrorsaur flew out and terrorized, following Megatron's signal, and started firing at the Maximals with his gun.
Rattrap immediately began return fire to cover Rhinox who needed to avoid injury and work on getting Optimus back. "Rhinox! Get Optimus out of that probe!" he ordered, firing at Megs and ducking his shots.