Luckily for Timberjack, heading to the shipyard is where he needed to head to anyways. He locked it down before, but figured he could move remaining cargo. Wasn’t sure what all the bots here already had to bring and he has plenty to offer.
“If we need any extra supplies,” Timberjack says to Maximus’s crew in general, “I have some to spare. Though when we get back, my ship better be in one piece. She was a hard trade to get.”
Meanwhile, the Railroad Team lets the bulks go ahead first. It’s not like the giants were that fast anyways.
“This is it boys,” Railgun said, a hint of solemn in his voice.
“Yeah yeah, we know, protect your girl.” Tie-Grabber says before straightening from Railgun’s glare.
“If Megatron gets this far, we’ll ensure it’s his last,” Machbreaker said quite confidently.
This gets a warm smile from Railgun and then they transform, racing off for the shipyard. They easily catch up to the others, but instead of heading directly to Sleipnir, they go to a ship parked near it. The ship would almost be considered a one-man fighter by most Transformer standards, but for Mini-Cons it was quite large enough. And outside it were easily ten, maybe more than a dozen other Mini-Cons. The station may not be as full as it used to be, but there were enough.
Reverting back into their respective robot modes, Railgun remains away from the ship as Tie-Grabber and Machbreaker got to join the others. From the pack, two others come towards Railgun. They shared the same color patterns and similar builds, so even strangers could recognize they were likely on the same team.
“So we’re crushing Megatron then,” Sheller stated quite ready.
“Well look at’em! They’re scrambling like a pack of cyber-dogs! I think it’s a yes,” Coverfire shot off before Railgun could answer.
“Indeed men, this may be our last mission. If we fail–” Railgun gets cut off.
“If you fail, they better be afraid! They have no idea the wrath that’s coming!” Shouts the steam engine Mini-Con Boiler.
Railgun smiled again. He knew even if not all of them were willing, even if not all of them could, his brothers always had his back. No matter how far, no matter how lost, their sparks would find each other again.
“Then may Primus be with us all. Move out!” Railgun orders.
He turns around, Coverfire and Sheller following behind as they go to board Sleipnir. The rest of station giving other cheers and shouts of encouragement as they move out to leave themselves. Everyone had their mission to complete.