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John Connor's heart raced as he heard the crash and explosion over the comms. The reports of his father, Kyle Reese, and the T-800 battling the unmade and Megatron had been a source of hope in these desperate times. But now, that hope was shattered.
General Connor's frustration and fear boiled over as he pounded his fists against the desk. The loss of his father and Sgt. Reese was a devastating blow to their resistance against the machines and the unmade threat. And this new threat, the "AllSpark," was a mystery that only added to his despair.
He quickly reached for his comms device and tried to establish contact with anyone still on the battlefield. "Sgt! Kyle! T-800! Can anyone hear me? Respond, damn it!" His voice cracked with a mix of anger and desperation.
General Connor's frustration and fear boiled over as he pounded his fists against the desk. The loss of his father and Sgt. Reese was a devastating blow to their resistance against the machines and the unmade threat. And this new threat, the "AllSpark," was a mystery that only added to his despair.
He quickly reached for his comms device and tried to establish contact with anyone still on the battlefield. "Sgt! Kyle! T-800! Can anyone hear me? Respond, damn it!" His voice cracked with a mix of anger and desperation.