He landing on the ground with a grunt, feet throwing up more sparks on the metal, and then he was off like a shot, racing toward the streets and the towers where the guard line was thinnest.

::Gun!:: Optimus snapped, already reaching around to grab for the rifle, shooting the first mech to draw his own weapon on them, taking out the gun and the guard's hand. Then it turned into an all-out firefight, guards diving for cover as he sought the same, trying to get Cliffjumper's frame sheltered from the incoming laserfire.