The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7455

Chapter 7455: Promethea Progress

The Terrans highly prized the enemy leader known as the Blackwater Summoner.

Due to his famous ancestor, the greater phase whale grew up within the core hierarchy of the Red Cabal.

Although he might not be among the most outstanding descendants of that famous ancient phase whale, he still received enough favor to take up an important position.

It was clear that the true leaders of the Red Cabal trusted the Blackwater Summoner more than most, which meant that he should be a goldmine for intelligence.

That also made it difficult to capture this ’later generation prince’ of the Red Cabal. He never stationed himself close to the frontlines.

Fighting and dying was for cannon fodder, not for an esteemed figure like himself. He would never move close enough for the Light of Sol to stop by and chop his blackened body into pieces!

He also had a habit of relocating to different major alien star systems at irregular intervals. The Blackwater Summoner most definitely knew how much the humans hated him and wished to take him off the board.

All of that sounded like bad news for the Terrans and the Larkinsons.

An intelligent and cowardly opponent was a lot more difficult to hunt than a foolhardy brute.

"Does he have any actual weaknesses?" Ves asked with a frown.

"The Blackwater Summoner is a powerful greater phase lord, but he has tried and failed to complete the next step for many years, which is one of his shames." Casella replied. "He also disdains to interact with cosmopolitans. His racial arrogance is still fairly strong. He acknowledges the threat posed by humans, but he still finds it difficult to take small mortals seriously. Do not celebrate too soon, though. There are other alien phase lords and phase whales that do take red humanity seriously. This is also one of the reasons why we must strike at any cosmopolitan enclave if the opportunity arises."

Ves doubted that a couple of strikes could truly set back the cosmopolitan agenda.

These human traitors had long split themselves up into many different cells, so much so that probably nobody had a full headcount!

All of this fracturing meant that taking out individual cells only diminished the influence of the Cosmopolitan Movement by a couple percent.

The only value of striking their enclaves was to gather intelligence on their activities and find out whether they were cooking up a bigger plan.

"Make no mistake." The Saint Commander spoke as she met everyone’s gazes. "Once we go in, peril will be everywhere. The native aliens have enough of an understanding of us to know that Ves is a high-profile target. We will be targeted. We will be hunted down. Even ancient phase whales may not be able to resist the urge to intervene. The only ways we can prevent this from happening is to be smarter, faster and more unpredictable than they can handle. I am confident that we can handle it. Our starships are largely modern and well-equipped. Their superdrives will allow us to evade most alien pursuers, who largely have to make do with inferior and outdated tech."

The meeting soon turned into a more in-depth planning and strategy session.

Ves yawned and rose from his seat. He knew that all of this boring and intricate planning did not require his input. He had little to contribute aside from a bit of technical assistance, and even that was not all that necessary.

"I will leave you to it." He said. "I trust that you guys will be able to lead the native aliens by the nose. Just tell me when the situation has changed to the point that the likelihood of interception is significant enough."

Casella Ingvar nodded. "We will keep you informed. The probability of interception will be fairly high just after we cross the contested border. However, there is not much to fear from the enemy fleets in the immediate region. They are largely cannon fodder that are not as nearly well equipped as their core forces. We can shake them away with ease if their numbers prove too great, or we can choose to confront them in order to inaugurate our campaign and test our initial cooperation."

They had multiple options at their disposal. Ves trusted Casella to choose what was best.

Given everyone’s eagerness to clash against the aliens as soon as possible, Ves figured that the Saint Commander would commence battle right after crossing the border.

Perhaps it might have been a better idea to sneak past and avoid contact as long as possible, but that was unlikely to work.

Unless the entire fleet consisted of stealth-capable vessels like the iconic archeships, it was impossible to truly prevent the native aliens from detecting the passage of their combined fleet.

"The more formidable alien forces are stationed deeper into the interior of alien-occupied space." Caracalla Shuku reminded everyone. "They are less numerous, but considerably more elite. Eliminating one elite fleet is just as valuable as destroying 10 normal enemy fleets. The former are also often stationed around critical military or industrial nodes, so we can fulfill even more goals by targeting the surrounding infrastructure. However, from the moment the Red Cabal learns that we have ventured deeper into enemy territory than most humans have dared, we will truly become hunted."

It was not unheard of for human forces to cross the border in an attempt to raid alien convoys and minor depots, but that was all they could accomplish.

The Terrans and the other forces simply had too little mechs and starships of their own to conduct frequent raids. They already had their hands full with keeping their defensive lines intact.

Ves left the conference room and made his way over to the design lab.

Once he arrived, he greeted the mech designers that were present before moving straight to Gloriana’s private workplace.

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