Speed

This was not another city mech. This was Metroplex himself that they were building. And he would be functional in one week’s time. In one week’s time, the Battle of Autobot City would occur, and—

[...]

Cyclonus’s fuel pump was hammering a rapid beat as he flew over the ocean towards the site he had dug out of deep archives: the old Decepticon base on Earth, the one they had abandoned in the aftermath of the loss at Autobot City.

[...]

His flight had brought him to the coordinates. He transmitted the ancient code, extracted out of historical archives. Moments later, the massive tower rose from the depths of the sea, water pouring off its sides, and the doorway opened black to receive him.

[...]

Megatron stood a moment with his own face hard as well. Then he said, “I’m delighted with all this newfound enthusiasm. In fact, I’m finding it inspirational.” He turned and barked out, “We’re going on the Autobot City sabotage raid now. Departure time thirty minutes. Starscream, send out the plan and scramble all aerial fighters. You’re in charge in the air. I’ll command ground forces. Onslaught, Motormaster, Scrapper, assemble your teams.” And then he turned and looked hard down at Cyclonus. “You’ll liaise among them,” he said flatly before he turned and strode out of the room.

[...]

“I don’t care whether you understand!” Megatron snapped, and stalked out of the chamber to the launch room.

Cyclonus analyzed the plan of attack further as they flew.

[...]

Cyclonus took his small team ahead of the main body, opening a ten minute gap, and then landed some distance from the west wall and ordered Bonecrusher to take point in vehicle mode.