The Colosseum in Slaughter City is similar to the Colosseum in Karon, both of them are rectangular in shape, and they are so large that they are said to hold an entire legion to practice here.

As the car masters know, the Colosseum is indeed built from mineral gravel as the base material.

This material is nothing more than scrap scrap after the foundry has been crushed, and the metal content is so low that no architect would use it to build his own proud work.

Because of this, the ore gravel was brought in by the owners of the Colosseum to build their Colosseum, after all, who cares about the materials used in the Colosseum.

In this age of stagnation, the wilder things and things are, the more they can attract the attention of the Transformers who are living on Cybertron.

The Supreme Council has controlled Cybertron for too long.

Their decisions also affect the direction of the Cybertron and Transformers races.

After the end of the Rust Age, they ordered the continued blockade of Cybertron, resulting in the Rust Age not ushering in the era of exploration again, but also causing Cybertron to stagnate in various senses.

The most serious of these is the breeding of darkness and filth, which makes the gladiatorial arena and gladiators fighting each other a twisted competition.

In the gladiatorial arena, the audience does not come to watch the kind of battle that stops when it arrives, they want to see the real fight.

Above the arena, hundreds of lights illuminate the arena to the smallest detail, and the stage is filled with spectators from northern Cybertron and the inhabitants of the Slaughter City.

The crowd shouted rhythmically as if they were fighting on the field, the noise was deafening, and the gladiators erupted in cheers whenever they entered or decided the winner.

As the audience watched the gladiators of this cycle fight, the ambulance and his disciples swayed, and the master of the car transporting the goods also managed to reach the interior of the gladiatorial arena.

After telling the guards of the arena to unload the medical equipment, the guards left straight away.

The guards believed that the ambulance, as an old acquaintance of the gladiatorial arena, would not make any trouble.

So, after the guards left, the ambulance went to summon the gladiators who had agreed to help them in their uprising.

As the carriage opened, gladiators, who were not present at the command of the ambulance, assisted in removing the metal containers containing medical equipment from the carriage.

"I didn't think you were coming."

On the way, as the ambulance directed the gladiators to carry it, a voice sounded from behind the ambulance's body.

Hearing the voice, the ambulance turned around and saw a muscular Transformer with a brownish-purple paint finish walking towards him.

Obviously, the voice just now was made by this gladiator.

"I will do my best to do what I promised, whether public or private, now you have thought about making your own decision, firing pin."

The ambulance looked at the Slaughter City gladiatorial arena champion in front of him, and the Transformer named Strikepin asked softly.

As the champion of the gladiatorial arena, the firing pin was repaired several times by the ambulance due to various injuries, and the two are quite friendly.

At the same time, the striker is also a transformer who knows the ambulance plan.

The firing pin was honestly surprised by the ambulance's operation, and although he knew that the ambulance was also dissatisfied with the corrupt Supreme Council, he did not expect the ambulance to be decisive to this point.

The Supreme Council is not the leader of a city, but the leader of Cybertron from its golden age to the present.

Enemies of the Supreme Council can be regarded as enemies of most of Cybertron in the perception of the firing pin.

"Have you really figured out what you're going to do? Once chosen, you never have the chance to become an underground doctor again. ”

He was respectful of the ambulance that had healed his body, but he still felt that it was too risky for the ambulance to start an uprising in the first place.

Although the striker didn't care if he could return to the source of the fire, he didn't want the ambulance to bury his long-accumulated reputation and prestige because of his impulsiveness.

It is even possible that the Supreme Council will strip the fire from the body and imprison it in the end, so that it is impossible to return to the source of the fire.

"We're always going to have to go back to the source, but before that, we're going to have to do something, the firing pin."

The ambulance looked at the gladiatorial champion whose body had been repaired by himself, and he understood that the striker feared that he, as a doctor, would be sentenced to death by the Supreme Council after the failure of the uprising.

But just like the predators said, Transformers always have to do something in their lives until they return to the source of fire, so why not do it to the best of their ability.

If you want and want Cybertron to change, why not do it.

Now, the opportunity is in front of them, until they return to the source of the fire, which may be their only chance in their lives.

Silently looking at the ambulance that had already made up its mind, the striker knew that his persuasion would not work.

"Then count me in, perhaps, you're right."

After seeing that he could not be persuaded to come back to the ambulance, the striker did not persuade anymore, but chose to join the ambulance and was willing to help.

"You don't have to force yourself, firing pins."

Looking at the firing pin, which was clearly chosen to protect itself, the ambulance's lip and nail moved slightly.

The ambulance understands that just as the striker cannot persuade itself to give up the uprising, it cannot persuade itself to give up protecting itself.

"It's not about forcing yourself, you're right, you have to do something before you return to the source of the fire."

The firing pin said, looking at the unloaded carriage, as the cargo was emptied, the car master was also in a burst of mechanical deformation, the body quickly twisted and changed, and finally deformed back from the vehicle.

"So, let's do it."

Looking at the gladiators around who were waiting for their orders, as well as the car masters and firing pins who were also waiting for orders, the ambulance also stood up.

Immediately afterwards, as the ambulance's words fell, the unlocking sound of the electronic lock sounded one after another, and then the metal containers were opened one by one.

In the optical mirrors of those present, it was not only expensive medical equipment, but also pulse pistols specially prepared for gladiators.

Looking at these brand-new pulse pistols, the gladiators hurriedly stepped forward and distributed them, even the firing pins and car masters.

Soon, under the orderly distribution, all the gladiators who followed the ambulance were distributed weapons, looking at the weapons in their hands.

The firing pin looked in the direction of the Colosseum's master's stand.

"Now, it's our turn."

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"The Thunder Rescue Team, a special operations squad composed of a group of warmongers, their casualty rate has always been high, which may also have something to do with their brave fighting style." - "Halberd"

"Before I became a gladiator, I was a miner, and I became a gladiator because the Supreme Council used fully automated mining machines to replace our jobs." - "Striker"