They had already started to fight, trading fierce firepower.

However, Feng Yi guessed one thing wrong. Takla faced two Red Robe level pilots, and with his strength, even if he faced two Red Robes, he would definitely not be completely at a disadvantage. The problem was that the number of enemy troops was overwhelming — at a glance, there should be no less than 1000 people.

On Takla's side, there were less than 200. The disparity in strength made it clear that this was an impossible battle to win. Their best choice would be to retreat.

The rebels apparently didn't expect there to be so many enemy forces either. After all, their communication equipment was outdated; it was impossible for him to see through the enemy as Feng Yi did from the air...

If Feng Yi hadn't come today, the rebels would have undoubtedly lost a significant part of their combat power because, even if they chose to flee, their mechas won't compare with the imperial mechas.

With this in mind, Feng Yi dropped to the ground, picked up a rocket launcher that resembled an E800— for now, let's call it E800·Plus — and dove into the enemy forces, lifting their safety latch and firing into the crowd without even aiming.

Shockingly, there was no shelling. When the imperial soldiers noticed a man aiming his weapon at them, firepower from all sides immediately came pouring down on Feng Yi.

Damn! What the hell? As a weapons expert, Feng Yi believed he was not far from being a master, but he couldn't understand this thing.

Screw you, Blade Warrior! Three minutes later, Feng Yi finally cursed, while facing a joint attack from hundreds of imperial mechas, even with his combat power reaching a million, he was sweating. It should be known that what Feng Yi was doing now was not just simply dodging, he also had to observe and understand the positions of hundreds of weapons, and make evasive moves before the enemy fired laser weapons. This placed a huge strain on his mental power.

Another two minutes passed, and Feng Yi compromised. Admitting he couldn't work this thing, he finally connected to Heavenly Communication: "Blade Warrior, how do I use this thing?"

From the other side of the call came a leisurely voice, "Why are you panting when you talk? I'm doing my nails, don't rush."

"Don't rush? Damn it, time is tight, hurry and tell me how to use it, there are thousands of imperial mechas attacking me right now."

Thousands...? Feng Yi was not on his biomatter combat armor at this point. Blade Warrior was taken aback at his words, finally realising the seriousness of the situation and said, "Switch to battle mode, input the password 5318298, and disengage safety lock."

Feng Yi tried it, but it still didn't work. "What should I do next?"

"Then open the energy-gathering valve, switch to ON mode, activate the hydraulic device, press the green button, and push the lever to its limit.""

Feng Yi followed the instructions, preparing to fire only to find that the weapon no longer had a trigger? He was dumbfounded, facing gunfire and shouting: "I tried it, and it still doesn't work, what should I do next? Quick, quick, quick..."

"What's the rush? You eat one bite at a time, and talk one sentence at a time. Now, follow my operational instructions step by step, turn the yellow button, and wait for the imager to pop up the OK indicator light."

Screw your OK indicator light. A wretched and frustrated Feng Yi snapped: "Bitch, how many more steps? I can't hold them off much longer."

"Almost there, push up the battery, and wait for the trigger to automatically pop up to be able to fire."

Feng Yi proceeded step by step, and finally made progress. Seeing the trigger springing out slowly like a tortoise, he estimated that it would be successful in a few more seconds.

Unfortunately, he couldn't maintain his fighting power at a million for long, as it was too draining. Suddenly, Feng Yi was accurately attacked by a laser and his body shook on the spot for half a second, like he had been electrified.

"Damn! Storm Stance." A gust of wind quickly spread from his body. Looking at his abdomen, it was already scorched. Luckily, Feng Yi had built up his momentum beforehand to block some of the damage. But with his just now 8-level fight power, he couldn't completely resist the laser's damage.

Damn, he was injured at a crucial moment. If he had been a little earlier, he wouldn't have been like this. With one hand on his injured abdomen, Feng Yi fought back.

Boom, a mushroom cloud rose instantly from an explosion of 500.

But at this time, the imperial mecha seemed aware that the black-clothed man was injured and his terrifying destructive power, immediately directing all the firepower at Feng Yi.

A yellow lightning dashed into the center of the battlefield, rattling... In an instant, it was impossible to see how many shots it had fired in that instantaneous shoot. It was X8 Overriding, it was simultaneously controlling eight spare turrets and intercepted all the trajectories of the attacks aimed at Feng Yi, but the lasers were excluded.

"Takla." Feng Yi muttered.

"This is not the time for talking. You shouldn't be here in your condition."

"You're right." Feng Yi fired another round into the crowded group and whispered through several horizontal transmissions: "What about your men?"

"That's none of your concern. Your safety is far more important than anyone else's— isn't it, Revenge Shadow Rider?"

So Takla had known his identity long ago. Hearing this, Feng Yi laughed out loud, "Heh, TK, or should I call you Desert Vessel, I don't think my value is much higher than yours."

Takla was silent for a moment. It seemed he didn't expect that Feng Yi had guessed his identity too, "Forget what we said. I'll walk my plank, you walk your broad road."

"What if I refuse?"

"You'll still be my target. People like us, you should know better than to expose more secrets."

"Heh, that's why I look forward to our fight. I'll find you another time."

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