Gunwing had finished up clearing the scarp-yard as he put the plastic in the garbage grinder as he clicked on the button as it started to tear the bottles apart. He turned it off before looking at the offline Cybertronian that was hunched over his shoulder. He walked away from the grinder and went over to the large pile of salvaged iron material as he adjusted it to put the Decepticon inside. "I'm not allowing you to be discarded just because they say so. Not like they would come to this heap of junk anyways." He began putting some metal over the slightly open hole to hide the Decepticon as Gunwing looked over his paper before ticking the last box in for today as he sighed. "Let's hope it works out."
He transformed as it started to rain as he flew back to base as he felt a shiver go across his spine. He soon landed in the nemesis as he transformed, his wings dripping with cold water as he shook it off. He closed the entrance with his card before deciding to go in the main area. There he sees Dirge retching into the bucket as Jetblast and Phantom was shaking their heads as Jetblast noticed him "Hey, look who the cat dragged in! Haven't spoken to you much, Gunwing." Gunwing heard Jetblast say before asking "What happened around here?" Phantom soon said "Well, the idiot over-ate his favourite snack again. So now he is throwing up." Dirge finished as he struggled to get up "Yeah... I hate when this happens."
Gunwing soon sat down before his velvety voice came out "So, why did Shockwave slow down the missions?" As he began drinking circuit mocktail. Jetblast shrugged "We aren't sure, it's probably a act of caution or there is another reason why the scientist does that, who knows what's up with him." Gunwing looked with dreading optics wondering if his suspicions were right as he kept his mouth shut for a while. Phantom's red optics looked over the rest as he gestured to Gunwing by asking 'What happened in the scarpyard?' Jetblast turned with his look haunted as his eyes shifted very slightly, he said with his voice quiet "The grinder." And that was all it took to make Phantom quiet. The other two heard the mumble but couldn't tell what was told "Hey what did you say?" Dirge asked in confusion.
"Just a thing about the scarpyard." Gunwing said as he heard a beep on his datapad as he opened up to see a video of Grimlock fighting and killing Decepitcon warriors. He grit his teeth as he turned to the other three "Tell soundwave to force them to retreat! We are not losing more teammates." Phantom immediately ran while the other two followed him behind. Gunwing clenched his fist, his usual calm attitude was threatened by anger trying to boil over his mind as he sighed, releasing the tension from himself. He didn't know why basically a lot of people has been dying as of late as he got up, hastily put his datapad to the side and went to see who came back injured, he ran as quickly as he could before opening the entrance as he saw a couple of warriors come in as he closed the door again. "You okay?" He asked, his voice softer now.
"Yeah. A lot of us have bad injuries and some died." The ground soldier said as Gunwing asked "What types of injuries?" it took a moment for the soldier to reply as he stated "Well some have been crushed, some had broken limbs and others had noticed certain parts of themselves gone. I think you know what happens." Gunwing nodded as the Soldier left the area dragging their injured friend. Gunwing went back inside of the room seeing the knot still tied to the ceiling and his datapad on the couch as he grabbed it and began walking to see where Hook was as he arrived to the medbay and knocked on the door. Hook came out, looking utterly drained as he said "There is so many of them for tonight! You want to come in?" Gunwing nodded as Hook let him inside of the room.
There some Decepitcons who had crushed fingers, some had dust in their optic making it a thick colour of mustard yellow. Some which had antennas had been cracked halfway open, the metallic tissue bleeding and infected inside. Some had chunks of armour gone while others had struggled to move due to the fractured bolts, dysfunctional synax nerves that caused paralyse and a couple had stab wounds and burns from the dinosaur. Gunwing grimaced at what he saw as he moved towards Redwing who had bandages on the top of his wings as he looked upwards at Gunwing "Oh, you came a lot later than I expected but that mission turned out to be a lot worse than I expected." Redwing reflexed his fingers which were put closely together. He could feel the pain all over his back as he straighten himself up with consideration.
"So what happened out there?" Gunwing asked with a hint of dread in his voice "Well we were supposed to kill well a couple of high-ranking Autobots. We only got two of them." Redwing struggled to bend down two of his four fingers in bandaged and only did it slightly in his bandaged wrapped fingers. He had put down three fingers (two with struggle) as he soon continued "Not only that, the mission had gotten worse when Grimlock, the leader of the dinobots got involved. And he started to beat us down as you can look around." Gunwing expression started to no longer look too tense but was still a little cautious "You okay?" Redwing heard him question as he nodded "Nothing I can't handle. It's not the first time that I been hurt as a Decepitcon." Redwing started to smile a little.