'Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat.' The sound of M4A1 gunfire rang through the central control room. A continuous stream of bullets blasted into the floor, punching pit after pit into it and kicking up dust. The bases of quite a few instruments were shot through, causing short circuits. "Damn it! That little bastard is too small." Area Seven's guards rushed into the central control room and saw the invading robot—Frenzy, a Decepticon. His slender branches were tiny, like metal twigs, and he stood only twenty centimeters tall.