TK, also known as Takla, a rebel leader who runs rampant in Mardis, is also an S-class wanted criminal by the Empire, active in the Death Desert. The name sent chills down the spines of Empire citizens because he was not as friendly towards Empire citizens as one might imagine. In other words, he was a bona fide thug.

For this reason, the rebels dared not speculate about his inner thoughts. Even when Takla simply stood quietly, he didn't appear agitated, which puzzled his deputy who had just seen him disembark from his Mecha. The deputy looked at the battlefield and said, "Leader, our soldiers are heavily wounded, but you don't seem to be in a hurry."

"Get ready to reap the spoils of war. We have won this battle."

As his deputy's vision was not as sharp as Takla's, he had to use binoculars to observe the changes in the battle. What he saw shocked him. In less than two minutes, the victory news had spread through the rebel camp.

The average rebel soldier was armed with a small automatic rifle and at most an anti-tank weapon, a shaped-charge armor-piercing round, or a mortar. They didn't even dare to show their heads, and it was no wonder the Empire's side had been so quiet for so long. With this news, the crowd decided to advance.

What they saw soon made them incredulous. The Empire's Mecha, which had been decimated, only several hundred remained, and they scurried about like headless flies.

They had won... they seemed to have truly won! In just a few minutes, so many Empire's Mecha had fallen. It seemed like an adrenaline rush that the Blazing Regiment had descended like divine soldiers, which immediately allowed the rebel camp to see hope, see light. Everyone's spirits lifted, and the morale of the rebel camp suddenly soared. When the bugle call for the charge rang out, they rushed forward with the unstoppable momentum of a thunderbolt.

Feng Yi, having also observed the situation, resignedly sighed! These soldiers were too poorly equipped, on average among 100 people, there might be two to three outdated mobile warriors, and these were patched ones made of different parts. Light, medium, and heavy tanks were a little more plentiful, but still only around five to six. Armed jeeps carrying 09 machine guns were about ten per battalion.

The last were the anti-tank soldiers and the Mechanical Dogs. These types of war dogs were left over from many years ago, linked to the brain through a chip and could follow commands. The rest of the soldiers simply carried AK heavy machine guns, which made them cannon fodder. Unless their weapons could hit a mobile warrior's weak point, their attacks would pose no threat to a mobile warrior.

The good news was that the Empire's soldiers had broken ranks. The so-called collapse during defeat was probably just like this. Amid cries for a ceasefire, the Empire's soldiers eventually gave up their resistance. The Blazing Regiment, however, did not let down their guard.

Events proved that when faced with the question of life and death, humans did not possess the courage to resist. These soldiers could be used as bargaining chips in negotiations with Saudi. In today's world where the media is prevalent, as long as the terms are not too excessive, Saudi might consider cooperating, and of course, the likelihood of cooperation was not high. Because if Saudi agreed to cooperate once, there may be a second, third, or even more times. To prevent that from happening, Saudi may choose to take other measures.

No matter what, Feng Yi was determined to seize the plan to strengthen himself. What surprised him was, no sooner had the prisoners got out of the mechas than Feng Yi heard a hurried report from John. Takla had personally ordered the execution of all the prisoners, not a single one had been spared, including the officer with the highest rank, a colonel.

Feng Yi went straight to Takla's temporary tent, "Mr. Takla, I need an explanation from you." Upon entering the tent, he glanced coldly around the room.

Before Takla could say anything, a group of rebels had aimed their loaded guns at Feng Yi.

John and others who came with Feng Yi also drew their weapons, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly froze...

"Don't be rude to our guest." With a cold look, Takla glanced at the rebels, who put their guns away one after another.

"John." As soon as Feng Yi spoke, the Blazing soldiers also put their weapons away.

"General Feng, let's take a walk out."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi moved out of the room without saying a word. "What is it you want to tell me?" After walking a certain distance with Takla, he seemed a little irritated and spoke first. He was not known for his patience.

Takla, however, was evasive. His gaze turned to the setting sun and he changed the subject, "Our aspirations are not the same. You have your interests, and I have my principles. Letting go of an Empire soldier can potentially become a future threat."

"Perhaps you're right, but you are you, and I am me."

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean?" Musing over her words, Feng Yi's fists clenched and unclenched, "They may have wives, children, families. I can't control that. Dying in battle is the fate of a soldier, but the Blazing Regiment won't share your infamy, the infamy of tricking the Empire's soldiers out of their mechas and treacherously trapping and killing the captives. So, don't put your principles on the heads of the Blazing Regiment."

"You seem to care a lot about that pointless sense of honor."

"You think that a sense of honor applies to someone like me, that's wrong, I don't care about it at all." Feng Yi grabbed Takla's collar, "Compared to honor, I care more about the brothers in the Blazing Regiment. They are the federal regular army, they have a firm faith and collective honor. They are not mass murderers."

"Don't forget our duel." After saying those words, Feng Yi violently shoved Takla away, "Maybe you're right, we just have different stances." Those were the only words Feng Yi left behind as he turned to leave.

Different stances, huh? Interesting. There is no denying that you're the Revenge Shadow Rider. Takla didn't seem too angry. Upon hearing those words, he shrugged casually. If it were the current Feng Yi, he believed that he had at least a 60% chance of beating him in close combat. He did not owe Feng Yi anything at the moment, but that would be too boring.

Well... let it be. He was more interested in tonight's operation. The reward was as high as 2 million, which was tempting enough. As for the content of the operation, it was of course to take the heads of some nobleman in the palace of Saudi. Takla didn't mind killing a few more. Even though it was a deal that had recently been made in the underworld, it indirectly reflected the chaos and dark side of Mardis.

Thinking of this, TK leisurely lit a cigarette. It should be about time to leave. As he put out the cigarette butt, his figure also vanished from the place where he had just stood, not leaving a cloud behind.

Takla's speed was so fast that it was almost beyond the human eye. This showed that his individual combat capability was at least Rank 1.

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