Often, Divebomb doesn't know where to begin.
Such an array of helpless targets on the ground, he's like a mecha-kid in a candy store. He gets almost giddy with pleasure as he rains destruction down on them. The only thing that ruffles his carbon-steel feathers is having to combine with his fellow Predacons, who he doesn't much care for.
He'd rather build a nest out of scrap metal and keep a lone vigil for his next victim.
Quick Strike - Fire 6 rockets at the target. Then land nearby and engage!