Novel & Cerita Transformers Prime Vehicons

A massive, matte-black armored vehicle—The Titan—smashed through the wreckage, its six wheels crushing the mercenaries’ barricades as if they were made of glass. The vehicle’s side hatches hissed open, and the members of the Vance Resurgence deployed with a clinical, lethal efficiency. Kaelen "Wraith" Vance and Seraphina Dubois led the charge, their "Obsidian" tech neutralizing the mercenaries’ high-tech gear before they could even fire. Baron Vance stepped out of the vehicle, his presence a silent, imposing force in the chaos. He looked at Kora and her team, a faint, respectful nod touching his lips.

War brought unimaginable harm to people, and there was a need for peace in this world. A convoy of thirteen vehicles came from the highway. Each of them was a large capacity, off-road, bulletproof SUV, and a Black Caesar flag hung in front of each car. This was Caesar Mercenary Corps’ regimental flag, while the Regal Palace’s royal flag hung on the other side of the vehicle. With these two flags hanging in front of the car, Caesar Mercenary Corps enter almost 90% of the war-torn areas. Here, Vixen and his men stood in front of the car, staring at the thirteen cars approaching them.

As we breached the first line of the steel fence, a sudden, high-pitched whine cut through the silence of the courtyard. It wasn't a drone or a security siren; it was a real-world, armored transport vehicle—a black, low-profile tactical truck with the corporate seal of Vane-Global stamped in gold leaf on the reinforced side panels. The engine wasn't running on diesel; it was a high-output electric unit that hummed with a vicious, over-clocked frequency that I recognized instantly. It was the same sound the "Sovereign-Interceptor" had made right before it dropped into the Lagos harbor in Sector 3.

These specific construct were five rhinos that pushed the tanks back enough for Eric catch his breath. “Ying Yang, you good?,” I asked. “Yeah. But we’re gonna need more than a few constructs to keep these creeps bac. Just long enough for the others to get the hybrids out. “Leave it to me,” Rick Primal said. Rick arched his back and summoned the spirit of a elephant, bear and cheetah. He then extended his talons lunging at each of the tanks before slashing them into scrap. As each tank fell from their rouge, Vanity against all stormed out and opened fire.

​The heavy-duty transit rig roared to life in the bunker’s dry dock, its armored chassis vibrating with the raw torque of a twin-hybrid core. Designed by Arthur Vance to look like a standard corporate reclamation transport, the vehicle was reinforced with military-grade ballistic plating and equipped with a localized active-stealth cloak.

Harrison nodded, tapping the hologram. "A convoy leaves the Aegis Manufacturing Plant at 03:00 hours. It’s carrying a shipment of Mark IV sonic dampeners and a prototype batch of 'Null-Heads', armor-piercing rounds designed to penetrate the very shields Silas gave the Vanguard. If we get those, we can arm the Bloodhounds for the European extraction." "And the security?" I asked. "Heavy," Harrison admitted. "But they’re overconfident. They aren't expecting a ghost pack to hit them in the blind spot of the Mag-Lev tunnels."

A new voice, deeper, colder than any we’d heard before, came up the stairwell. “Primary Alpha target detected. Termination protocol authorized.” Then it stepped into view. One single enhanced wolf. But this one was different. It was taller, looked heavier, and carried a lot of scars on its body like it had survived a hundred battles. But I was pretty sure that those scars were just design protocol. No way this thing had been fighting for that long. Its golden eyes burned almost white. It looked straight at me and smiled with too many teeth. “Hello, Kade. I am Unit Prime. And I was created to kill you.”

It is really a gigantic place indeed with a very large fence, the building only approves Vanguard as the best when it comes to technology, so many armored vehicles were arranged inside the well neat building, the armies uniform are just so sweet, designed with red and white colors. Then the black guy's car was shown to be at first and then many other cars following it at the back, as it was coming so as the gate was opened for them immediately so they drive in straight without being stopped. Immediately after all the armored and other cars were driven in, the soldiers ran out and started carrying the werewolves to where they will be locked up in a cage. Then Chike and Ike gently stepped out

"Hindi sila robots, Liam. Sila ay mga Bio-Mechanical Guardians na nilikha ng mga Keepers para sa huling digmaan." ​Sa gitna ng silid, may isang dambuhalang armor na nakatayo—ang Alpha-Centurion Armor. Ito ang orihinal na prototype kung saan kinuha ni Vane ang disenyo para sa Wolf armor ni Xander, ngunit ang bersyong ito ay mas makapangyarihan dahil ito ay pinapatakbo ng Soul-Link. ​ANG HULING HAKBANG NI VANE

But his eyes weren't gold; they were a flat, glowing violet, and his skin was covered in a mesh of integrated circuitry. "Subject 000-Prime," the man spoke, his voice a perfect, soulless mimicry of Caleb’s own. "The father of your line. You are merely a copy of a copy, 001. A weapon that developed a soul. A flaw that must be erased." The Prime pulled a blade of solid Void-energy from his wrist. Caleb stepped forward, the silver in his eyes burning with a fire that no machine could replicate. "A flaw?" Caleb smirked, his claws extending. "That 'flaw' is the only thing that's going to survive this conversation."