Transformers: Leader's Proof - Fragile, but Hard to Kill

Chapter 186 A Secret Rendezvous in the Woods

Rosa is currently focused on repairs, frantically repairing.

She was genuinely afraid Optimus Prime and the others would freeze to death, and wanted to fix it as soon as possible to bring them back. She worked on it until very late, and even Bumblebee's attempts to coax her to go recharge were to no avail.

Finally, Optimus Prime called to say that they had escaped the extreme cold and the current temperature would not freeze them, so Rosa obediently went to rest.

Then I went to bed very late that night and woke up early the next day. I was almost chased back to rest by Bumblebee who was up for training. It took a lot of persuasion to calm me down. I spent the whole morning fixing it. After testing it and finding no problems, I told him to go back to bed.

Everyone knew Rosa was a night owl and an early riser, so they didn't bother her. Russell was also very careful when moving the display case he found, as was Iron Fist, who was setting up the training ground for Grimlock.

After Optimus Prime and his crew returned to the junkyard, they simply released one of the prisoners they had captured, who resembled a polar bear, and then took some supplies before setting off again.

Because if the radar detection range of the Tomb of Ai in the wasteland is increased, it will randomly select the first one detected, instead of displaying all of them.

So they figured they'd bring their own portable radar and drive back slowly, using the route to detect and capture any Decepticons they spotted.

This way, you don't need to use the land bridge to go back and forth. Sometimes, the Tomb of Ai might not even be detected. It's better to just turn on the small radar and scan some areas in a wide range.

Everyone returned to the scrap yard with great care, and after resting, they went back to continue the search.

They continued to wait until Rosa finished her afternoon nap and, after she woke up, explained the current situation to her.

Rosa said it was no problem. After Iron Fist finished explaining, she went to continue arranging the training. That training was something she and Sideswipe were continuing, a training on avoiding pedestrians.

This is to ensure that they don't cause damage during the battle; I trust they can do it.

"Rosa, want to go out for a walk later?" Bumblebee thought of Rosa's face yesterday, which was so dark it could drip ink, while she was repairing the land bridge. Afterwards, she got a good beating from Overload. She also remembered how late she stayed up last night and how early she got up this morning.

"How about we go out for a stroll this afternoon to improve your mood?" Bumblebee asked tentatively, seeing Rosa freeze in surprise before shaking her head after a moment's hesitation.

I want to go, but I don't know why I don't.

Bumblebee noticed this. Rosa's visor showed a conflicted expression. She frowned slightly, thought for a while, then relaxed her eyebrows and hesitated, finally rejecting herself.

"What's going on?" Bumblebee crouched down, looked up at Rosa sitting on the life support system in front of her, and when they met her gaze, her expression became even more hesitant.

"It's nothing, I still prefer to stay in the junkyard..." She shook her head, determined to avoid it.

“Go if you want to, don’t worry about troubling me…” Bumblebee said, seeing Rosa staring at him in a daze, as if she had been persuaded. He stood up and sat down next to Rosa.

“At least, we were happy when we were together, weren’t we?” he said, tentatively reaching out to take the familiar white mechanical hand with black knuckles and a blue triangle on the back.

But when the mechanical hand was touched, it was quickly pulled away by its owner, who even moved the machine further away from itself.

what happened?

Bumblebee's optical scope was stung by her movements. When he saw her appearance, he didn't react for a moment and didn't understand why she was suddenly so resistant.

Did he overstep his bounds?

“Rosa…?” Bumblebee called her name softly, watching Rosa look up at him, and after a moment of eye contact, slowly lower her head again.

“You know I’m not from this world, right?” Rosa’s eyes showed a moment of sadness, but the bad mood quickly disappeared. She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

If something is going nowhere, cut your losses in time. If you get caught up in it, it will be troublesome to cut your losses later.

Go ahead, go with him, talk it out privately, this might be the last "date".

“Okay, let’s go.” It wasn’t until Bumblebee saw the determination in Rosa’s eyes that he realized she might have some kind of plan.

What could it be? Something might happen, either to her or between them.

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“Bumblebee, you know I’m not from this world, right?” In the forest, a yellow Camaro with black stripes ran a long distance along the road with an invisible “big bird.”

They circled around somewhere and entered the woods. By then, the sun was setting, and the clouds looked as if they were burning with orange flames, giving the entire sky an orange glow.

The woods, noisy with birdsong during the day, are gradually quieting down as the sun sets and the birds return to their nests to prepare for the night.

The loud thud caused the tree branches to sway slightly, creating a sound of flapping wings, and occasionally a few small feathers fell from the heads of the two planes.

“I know, you told us…” Bumblebee followed Rosa, watching her with her back to him, her hands behind her back, and her tail swaying uneasily.

The sharp needle-like tip of her tail kept him at bay, and the way her tail swung around could easily scratch him.

So they could only keep a little distance, as the forest full of trees blocked their way, making the road winding and rugged, and preventing them from walking side by side.

Rosa asked the question after walking in the woods for a while, and Bumblebee answered truthfully.

"Remember? I said my goal..." She didn't turn around, just kept walking forward. "I want to develop something, but I need resources."

She tilted her head slightly, but didn't turn around to look at him directly, and didn't even stop walking.

"Take a guess, what do I want to research and develop?" Bumblebee could guess the answer to this question: she wasn't from this world, her family was still in the original world, and yet she wanted to research and develop something.

"You want to go back, you want to develop... develop a device that can take you back." Bumblebee's gaze kept drifting between her back and the ground. Why was that?

Was it because he knew what he might be facing, or because of the oppressive atmosphere, that he dared not look at her?

"Hmm, so I can't stay here..." After hearing the correct answer, she seemed to feel better, and even her voice became much lighter and brighter.

“We are outcasts. If we stay here, we might become ‘black sheep.’ I don’t want to gamble, and I miss my family.”

I will go back and reunite with them in person, so I will leave someday... I will not stay here.

There was no sadness in her words, only a monotonous delivery as if announcing a certain fact. She had already dealt with the emotions that needed to be addressed, and all that remained was to give a report.

This is a decision that has already been made; she will definitely go back, and this idea will not change.

Therefore, she will definitely have to give up some things on her way back. Nothing can stop her from going home: war, system, and emotions.

So...

"Do you get me?"