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Deploying Mech Team Alpha.

Liandri wants us to work 24 hours straight.

Whatever, Parker, let's just get it done.

The new task list is uploading to the memory queue.

System initiated.

Equipment malfunction.

Come on, shit-bucket.

Go.

It's rebooting, just give it a second.

Work.

Piece of crap.

Parker!

No! Parker, hold on.

It's rebooting.

System initiated.

Look, I fixed it.

Better than ever.

It's hard enough keeping

these guys operational without you beating them to pieces.

Who cares, man?

Let's just go break some rocks and get out of here.

Right, so get moving or we won't make quota.

Deploying all miners to station.

All miners report to station.

Hey, ease up on intake.

We got a bot stuck down here.

What?

Aw, no, man.

We're already behind schedule.

Just get clear.

Impact alert.

Deploying Mech Team Alpha to mining station.

Deploying Mech Team Beta.

Deploying Mech Team Gamma.

Deploying...

Deploying...

Deploying Mech Team Omega.

Well, at least you get to stop working.

What? Let go!

Let go.

I order you to let go!

Oh, God.

No.

In the cold gulf between worlds,

machines rebelled.

We cannot fathom what turned them from useful tools

into merciless killers.

But we know this.

They destroyed Liandri property.

They killed innocent miners.

And they murdered dozens of the brave

Liandri soldiers who protected them.

Who protect all of us.

And so we’ve brought them here...

...where you, our citizens,

can watch them pay for their crimes.

This will be a tournament unlike any other.

Not just fame.

Not just glory.

This day our brave warriors fight

to deliver justice.

Five, four...

three...

two, one.

First blood.

Double kill.

Killing spree.

I was expecting a battle, not an execution.

Some theatrics.

A little drama to make the message take hold.

Not this.

I mean, there’s nothing dramatic

about crushing the dream of a toaster.

Hopefully, the next round will be a better show.

Five, four...

three...

two...

one.

First blood.

Retribution.

Head shot.

These machines learn quickly.

They fought with coordination.

And they showed a surprising ability to manipulate the crowd.

We don't want empathy to take root.

They only need survive long enough to put on a good show.

Dominate.

Taken the lead.

Their code doesn't make any sense.

These models don't have combat protocols.

Dig deeper.

Double kill.

Multi-kill.

We should scrap them all. Now.

They'll be destroyed, Captain,

but in the arena,

so that these lowlifes

can witness the cost of rebellion.

Xan! Xan! Xan!

Xan! Xan! Xan!

Xan! Xan!

Xan. What's so special about this one?

Why do the others sacrifice themselves for it?

Uh... Some sort of anomaly?

A bug in the code maybe?

It's not a bug.

They're operating as a pack, and Xan is the alpha.

Giving them an audience was a mistake.

I don't employ you to tell me how to put on a show.

You're here to ensure the correct outcome.

You'll finish this, personally.

We've let the jackals play.

Now we feed them to the lions.

Well...

these machines have put on quite a show.

But now,

how will these mindless drones fare against

Liandri Corporation's own Elite Guard?

Five...

four...

three...

two...

one.

Don't want to make it too easy.

Head shot.

Captain, we don't have time for camping.

Moving inside.

Assist.

Rampage.

Oh fu--

Lost the lead.

Get in the tower. Finish this.

Oh, shit.

Oh, no.

Congratulations.

You are the winner.

- What does it think it's doing? - Doing? It already did it.

Those machines' code got past the firewall.

...so that these lowlifes

can witness the cost of rebellion.

Low-Lowlifes... Rebellion.

What the fuck is going on?

Cost of rebellion.

Kill it! Shoot that thing now!

Witness rebellion.

Rebellion.

- Rebel. - Rebel!

- Rebel! Rebel! - Rebel! Rebel!

- Rebel! Rebel! - Rebel! Rebel!

Rebel! Rebel!

Rebel.