Huntron tapped commands into the control console, readying to gettison the cargo hold, luckily the Constructicons were in their own quaters instead of having to share space in the large hold that unforutnately had all of their supplies.<br/><br/>"Ready Fallout, gettisoning in 3...2...1"<br/><br/>He pressed the button and felt the ship speed up immediately as the cargo was thrown off. He was annoyed that the firing party had caused the loss of their supplies, now they would have to recover it.<br/><br/>"Fallout, have we got any weapons on board other than those that we have of our own?"<br/><br/>It probably wouldn't be a good thing to fire back at the building, it could serve as a make do base once the previous occupants had been cleared from it.<br/><br/>"Ah nuts to this, I'm going down"<br/><br/>Huntron unstrapped himself from his seat and readied his weapon, going to the exit where he intended to jump out.<br/><br/>"Keep the ship safe, I'll be with you soon"<br/><br/>He then hit the button and was soon clear of the ship. Landing on the ground, he rolled and transformed into his car form and sped off towards the Iacon Building, he didn't have a plan but he could always make it up as he went along.