It wasn't too big of a surprise that Brawl's attempt to shoot down Blades with his main cannon had failed. However, the Combaticon tank found it odd that Blades' didn't live up to his reputation as a brawler who liked to get to your face instead of shooting your from the distance. In fact, the Protectobot withdrew from the battle, disappointing Brawl greatly. Not that he had time to curse after Blades' supposed cowardice. While Kup had forfeited his chance to attack Brawl and using the chance given to withdraw with Warpath's motionless body, someone else had been far more active - Streetwise.
A blast of compressed air hit Brawl's side just as he had been lining up for another shot at retreating Blades. The blast itself did little more than slightly sway the heavily armored Decepticon, making Brawl to lose his aim. That was merely irritating though. The blast had pushed hundreds of kilograms of sand, rocks and dirt into Brawl's tracks, filling every open space between the tracks and its wheels, effectively jamming them,
"You dirty slagger! You'll pay for that! I am gonna rip your wheels off one by one and them jam them down your exhaust pipe!" Brawl boomed and he began rotating his turret to track on Streetwise's movements.
The Autobot was quick but a car built for fast and precise steering on paved highways was completely out of its element on a beach, for Brawl could rotate his turret far faster than Streetwise was able to circle him. The only reason he was still moving was the fact that Brawl's wasn't really that good hitting moving target. Or rather, Brawl was to impatient to aim carefully enough. Even so, the sonic blasts the Combaticon tank was now firing at Streetwise were hitting closer and closer to their target now.
"You can run but you can't hide Streetsomething!"
Then came the command Brawl had difficult time to accept. He had heard Onslaught's initial demand of a secondary confirmation upon a fallen something. Who had fallen? And why he was supposed to care? He had not listened to his superior officer that well. But the later cease fire command just as he had been about to remove Streetwise from the battle for good? Just damned unacceptable.
>>"The slag Onslaught?! There are Autobots to kill! What threat could possibly top that?!
_____________________________Bottom of the Yellow Sea - Decepticon base
"Ah, excellent Hook." Scrapper stated as Hook reported his progress. "He seems to be responding well towards the new programming I upgraded his transformation cog as well."
"However it seems we are forced to take a pause after Mixmaster here." He added, shaking his head with some level of disappointment. "Bonecrusher and Long Haul are still on the field and I will not risk anything when it comes to our self-modifications. Without one of us two to oversee the other, the risks are simply too great in a highly stressful environment as this."
Scrapper turned his gaze from the monitors towards Hook, "Particularly the modifications our plans require to be made to both Long Haul and you are simply too extensive to be performed here and now. This battle needs to end before we can continue."
Slingshot's lack of air support had made it easy for Thundercracker to began tailing the Aerialbot. Being busy with Ramjet had made the Aerialbot sharpshooter susceptible of being attacked himself and no seeker would miss such of an opening. Particularly someone as good as Thundercracker was. He had had the target locked with air-to-air missiles ready to fly on a whim. If only Onslaught had not called for cease fire. Breaking off now felt just wrong but if anything - Thundercracker was a soldier and we would obey a command from a higher ranking officer even if Onslaught's jurisdiction over the seekers was rather shaky.
>>"Acknowledged Onslaught. Thundercracker moving in.
"<< He simply transmitted back to the Combaticon commander before transforming and landing to the treeline that Onslaught was already approaching by foot.