[New Cybertron Component: Lithium Battery Ammunition Gun Group]
[Description: Utilizes the high temperature and intense heat from lithium element overcharging to create propelling burning ammunition in a sealed container.]
[Avoids the drawbacks of using Spark Energy for attacks, but the components for generating high pressure have concerning sealing and hardness issues, with a pitifully weak range and accuracy.]
[Reward Technology Points: 200]
[Current Technology Points: 18,700]
Due to some resources and computing power being diverted for designing the transforming body, the already scarce resources are stretched even thinner:
Using lithium batteries to replace standard military ammunition results in bullets with almost no lethality and speeds that struggle to surpass the sound barrier. The only effective damage is from the lithium battery bullet that, when overheated, can reach about 800-1000 degrees Celsius...
However, because these bullets are too slow and too small, by the time they hit an enemy 3 meters away, they only have temperatures of four to five hundred degrees remainingâ
One must also consider the enemy is a Transformer too!
A string of lithium battery bullets traced arcs in the air, leaving behind white smoke as they flew toward the stack of Decepticon Transformers!
Bang bang bang bangâ
Under the automatic algorithm supposedly set in Lille to ensure a 90% accuracy within 5 meters, the Fire Control System only managed slightly over 50%, with 13 bullets all spent and only 7 hitting their target, one fortuitously hitting another target despite veering off course...
The main target was punctured by the burning lithium battery, and these high-temperature bullets melted into its bodyâ
Damage was definitely there, but it was clearly unsatisfactory.
Both sides were momentarily stunned:
The kitchen appliance Decepticons had never expected other Transformers to be here... nor could they see them!
Lille was stunned entirely because the weapon was also dreadfully ineffective: this hastily created lithium battery bullet theoretically also had a secondary electric discharge function...
This current might only sting a human, but it should have been enough to cripple these small Decepticons. In the end, this secondary electric discharge was non-existent!
[Johnny: Haha! You remind me of street urchins I saw as a kid, using two broken toy guns as soldiers...]
[Lille: Shut up!]
The mini Transformersâ combat looked like a toy soldier battle, limited in power, with bullets that didnât break the sound barrier, but the mini transformers converted from electric fans, ovens, and induction cookers were all well-equipped:
Mini Gatling, mini rotary gun, mini missiles, mini spinning blades...
There were even nunchucks!
The fight was dazzling with sparks flying!
Sam, a third party in this conflict, was so scared he wet himself, screaming aloud while running!
"Wah wah wah wah wahâ"
[Johnny: What a clown, scared of toy soldiers?]
Swishâ
A few missiles swooshed toward Lille, exploding with what seemed like a firecracker explosion to a normal person, but the flying fragments were all metal!
As a Transformer made from a cellphone, Lilleâs mobility was terribly lacking:
He could transform into gear structures, bearing structures, various movable components...
But there was no lubricant in a cellphone.
Spark Energy indeed endowed this body with strong mobility, but without lubricant, the humanoid biomechanics made movement difficult!
Facing the mini missiles, Lilleâs legs suddenly exerted force, jumping two meters high, but landing back resulted in him being shocked and stuck in placeâ
This thing looked like firecrackers to human-sized objects but was a legitimate Rocket Launcher for Lilleâs scale...
It looked like it could blow them apart!
10-year-old Johnny was screaming in terror through Lilleâs visual system:
[Johnny: Run ahhhh!]
Boom!
The explosion knocked Lille under the bed. The Decepticons continued shooting at Sam, who, under the barrage and intimidation of the Decepticons, failed to notice he could crush a small Decepticon underfoot!
Bang!
Sam smashed his head through his roomâs window!
Lille crashed to the floor, feeling an intense pain. Heâd just checked his weapon inventory and found all his long-range weapons had deteriorated!
[Johnny: Ah... why the hell can robots feel pain...]
Of course, Lille wouldnât explain to this annoying cyber ghost: the pain was simulated for Johnny, essentially unexpected operating currents!
Boom!
Another micro missile brushed past Lilleâs shoulder, striking the wall and sending a spray of plaster fragments flyingâ
Looking at the "towering" bed, the "gigantic" chair, and the constantly collapsing "wreckage"...
Considering his current body size, it felt like he was in a thrilling super Cyborg battle in Night City, wielding mighty machine guns and rockets, blasting through walls and blowing up cars...
[Johnny: What do we do now! I didnât know there were such crazy toy soldier robots in the world... Which company makes them? Military Technology? Theyâre insane for giving kids this!]
[Lille: Military Technology? Cybertron!]
Lille shook his arms, and two scorching blades emerged from his handsâthey were originally high-temperature cutters meant for mechanics, but now they were turned into fist blades!
This body was inflexible due to the lack of lubricating oil and the humanoid shape it used, but the Spark Energy as a driving source was quite formidable:
He couldnât perform extreme moves, but he could definitely make a big jump!
Surpassing what a mobile phone battery could generate, the spark source in Lilleâs body powered this small mechanical frame, launching it forward with a burst!
The speed was so fast that even the mini Decepticons couldnât react, as Lille weaved through the hail of bullets, charging straight at the largest vacuum cleaner Decepticon!
Bam!
The blade accurately severed the missile launcher of the vacuum cleaner Decepticon, and Lille promptly tore off the missile filled with high-pressure gas and dust, smashing it into the hot core of the water heater Decepticonâ
Boom!
The explosion had far more power than a missile compartment, elevating its might from a simple firecracker to a super firecracker. If someone got caught in this blast, theyâd definitely suffer burns.
After taking down two Decepticons, Lille leapt high with the explosion, slamming the fist blades into the head of the nunchaku-wielding Decepticon!
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from outside: "Bumblebee!"
Lille turned to look:
At that moment, they saw Samâs wooden garage being smashed open by a dazzling yellow Camaro!
Johnnyâs eyes went wide at the sight of the car, but before he could praise how damn cool it looked, the car started to split open!
The sound of the car twisting, splitting, and reassembling was heavy yet swift, the sound of metal clashing and exploding in oneâs ears, the powerful metal body layering upon itself...
A towering figure rose from the ground, the metal warrior slammed its legs into the floor; with the sound of metal scraping and air tearing, oppressive hot wind rushed against them, the air filled with the smell of motor oil and metalâ
And the scent of plasma burning through the air!
Boom, boom, boom!
The bullets barely scratched Bumblebeeâs body. This big guy transformed his hand into a plasma cannon, accurately taking out the Decepticons on Samâs lawn one by one!
[Johnny: Thatâs so damn cool...]
Before he could finish, this Autobot warrior turned, charging the plasma gun in his hand, and aimed for the second floorâ
Lille and Johnny were instantly dumbfounded: Whether this guy targeted the Decepticon pierced through his chest, or Lille himself, was unclear, but evidently, it was aimed at the rooftop!
[Johnny/Lille: Oh crap ahhhh!!!]
Boom!
...
Sam was stunned.
Not because he was scared shitless by a bunch of not-very-lethal mini Decepticons, running away in panic.
After all, young Sam had been up close and personal with real Transformers battles:
These aliens, each towering several meters high, could effortlessly flatten their American-style mansion with a wave, their abilities limitless in earth and skyâ
Massive twenty-ton behemoths moving with super agility, throwing punches and kicks, leaving only ruins and wreckage in their wake.
Itâs no shame to be scared shitless, even if it was just mini Decepticons...
You see, Transformers also have miniaturized infiltrators, and taking out a helpless college student like him would be too easy.
He was stunned because his Guardian, his first car, his comrade-in-arms, Autobot Bumblebee, blew away their houseâs second floor to take out these mini Transformers!
"Bumblebee!" Sam shouted, then calmed down, pointing at the garage both angrily and helplessly, "Get back in the garage!"
Bumblebee felt wronged, shrugging human-like, and then gestured towards the blown-off second floor.
"Iâm on the verge of a breakdown! Please, just go back to the garage."
Sam held his head, at a loss for words.
"Do whatever you want!"
Bumblebee still felt wronged.
But Sam truly was on the brink of insanity...
The fact that Decepticons appeared in his house was a minor issue; the big issue was that he got zapped by a Magic Cube Fragment.