It's going for the mine! Cut it off!
Move, move!
Please.
This is a mistake.
Stay cool. Hold your fire.
I don't want to hurt anyone.
Who called in the Air Force?
That's not the Air Force.
Run.
Did you think you could hide?
Now you'll die screaming.
Like your friends!
Tell me where your friends are hiding.
I'll never talk.
Is that right?
Then let's make it official.
B-127...
As a member of the Autobot resistance,
you are a traitor to Cybertron
and are hereby sentenced
to death.
No!