Los Angeles.
For this once-thriving city, it has now become the last refugee camp.
The mechanical army's relentless pressure has left them with nowhere to retreat. Some have tried to escape by air or sea, but the Decepticons are no fools; they've completely cut off all of North America's traffic and communications, turning it into an isolated island.
Now, the only thing they can do is a desperate resistance.
"Team B, follow me! Cover the others as they retreat to safety!!"
Waving his hand forcefully, the young soldier ran with a gun through the ruins of buildings. Not far in front of them, dozens of Decepticons were recklessly pouring firepower onto the streets. The few remaining tanks had already been blasted into scrap metal, lying immobile in the middle of the road.
"Prepare grenades!! Take cover, fire!!"
