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[LV-117 - Surface - Jhiaxus’ Stronghold]

Counterpunch silently listened along to Banzaitron’s orders, moving to pick up the hard drives and data centers as the DSS head had indicated. One of the two clones, Pounce, was also assigned to the same duties as him, and the spy gave him a look of acknowledgement as he began to lift up one of the drive cases.

Pounce wrote:"Alright, let's bag this slag up and blast. We've got better horizons to get to."

”Hmph.” Counterpunch didn’t feel like responding, because he needed to respond to himself first. Somewhere inside the cerebro-shell was the counterpart to Counterpunch, the real mech in this body. He was tapping his knuckles.

Banzaitron is going to be everybody’s escape ticket from Scorponok. I can’t mess this up.

cOrReCt.

He loaded up an empty energon cube with a good amount of drives, until it was filled to the brim. He turned his head slightly, laying his red optics on the clones and Banzaitron. DoN’t FoRgEt WhO yOu’Re MeSsInG wItH, pUnCh.

[LV-117 - Surface - Jhiaxus’ Stronghold]

Banzaitron wrote:"How are we proceeding? Any complications?"

"All clear. No complications." At least, not for the Con raid. Pounce or Wingspan, not sure which one was which from a distance, gave him a strange look of some kind. Punch didn’t want to attract a whole lot of attention, but Counterpunch had other things in mind. InSuFfErAbLe. Things like that. If that clone wanted to play games, Counterpunch would play right along.

But for now, carrying these data drives was the main objective. Stealing some information from them was the objective before the main objective.