The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7493

Chapter 7493: Stealth Interception

The combined fleet continued to advance deeper into alien space.

That certainly took the native aliens in the region by surprise.

They had become far too accustomed to the notion that red humanity no longer possessed the guts or spare forces to launch a serious incursion into their territories.

Although the Terrans and other human forces occasionally played tricks by sending in scouts and saboteurs, these paltry efforts could never shake their hold on their star systems.

The forces led by the Larkinson Clan were different.

Though the Terran Alliance had not launched an all-out offensive that could shift the entire border back by entire zones, the combined fleet still gathered enough mechs and warships to destroy an extensive amount of infrastructure!

Even if the completion of the Promethea Mark II was still multiple weeks away, the red humans did not need to rely on a miracle mech to tear apart entire space stations and bombard entire cities. At worst, they just had to expend more time and munitions in order to get the job done.

Due to how little the native aliens actually prepared to go on the defensive, the invading humans actually encountered much less resistance than expected.

Once they moved past the border regions, they only encountered sporadic enemy fleets and stationary defenses.

The former all fled upon sighting the now-infamous Premier Fleet and Bluejay Fleet. The native aliens were not stupid or ignorant. Captured intelligence already exposed the fact that the alien fleets in the region already received express warnings not to waste their manpower and assets in a fight that they had no hope of winning.

As long as they did not enjoy an overwhelming advantage in numbers, the alien mobile forces always chose to flee rather than stand their ground!

This was both good and bad news.

On the one hand, it made it easier for red humanity to sweep the underdefended planets that had only been left with static defenses.

On the other hand, the native aliens still managed to preserve a part of their more important combat forces.

Though the Saint Commander always sent out pursuit forces in order to intercept the fleeing enemies and eliminate them before they could flee to safety, they could never catch up to all of the escaping rats in time.

This meant that the scattering native alien fleets could retreat to a central location and amass enough phasefighters and homeships to pose a credible threat to the human invaders.

Despite this escalating threat, Casella Ingvar still decided to split up the combined fleet.

She wanted to take advantage of the relatively thin defenses of most of the star systems that the native aliens had not bothered to heavily fortify.

Though it was still risky to spread apart the assets under her command, she arranged a team of Ascended Giants in each naval detachment.

Though she wanted to keep the human phase lords as a trump card, if the alien enemies tried to ambush a detachment, the Ascended Giants should always prioritize survival over secrecy!

With this extra guarantee, the various detachments proceeded to fan out and sweep through a dozen light to moderate industrial star systems in quick order.

Each of the locations had been scouted in advance. Though the intelligence was not up to date in multiple cases, serious infrastructure never emerged or disappeared overnight.

Few surprises took place during these tense but relatively calm weeks.

The alien fleets continued to act cowardly while the unfortunate soldiers manning the fixed defenses fought to the death despite being abandoned.

Though it was not uncommon for undisciplined or poorly trained alien conscripts to break down and surrender to the human attackers, they never managed to get very far with more fanatically loyal aliens in their vicinity.

Besides, their pathetic efforts never achieved any results. Neither the Larkinsons nor the other forces expressed much interest in taking in any alien captives.

Perhaps the more clandestine organizations might make an exception or two if the surrendering aliens happened to be a senior officer or scientist, but those esteemed individuals tended to be far too patriotic towards their own civilization or species to bend their knees. They were also much more closely monitored.

Whatever the case, the various detachments managed to inflict plenty of destruction, but often failed to harvest much spoils.

They could not afford to linger in any single star system for too long for fear of attracting a massive alien armada.

This was especially the case when their lower numbers massively shrunk their fault tolerance.

While it was reassuring for them to be accompanied by a secret troop of Ascended Giants, they were not invincible by any means!

Even if they managed to squeeze out a victory under desperate circumstances, they would definitely suffer serious casualties in the process!

That was not acceptable. The Nemesis Campaign might put all of them at much greater risk, but the Larkinsons never intended for this to be a suicide run.

They constantly needed to survey their surroundings and measure the risk of every decision and maneuver.

Saint Commander Casella Ingvar came under more and more pressure by the day as a consequence.

It was not easy for her to bear ultimate responsibility over the entire campaign.

She had been entrusted with so much decision-making power that she could not pass the blame on anyone else if a catastrophe happened under her watch.

This was why she spent much of her time outside of the cockpit of the Minerva Mark II rather than the other way around.

The time she needed to allocate to actually piloting her living mech and Commandeering the surrounding forces was just a fraction of the time she spent on strategizing!

She did a good job so far, though much of that was because the alien opposition had yet to execute a proper countermove.

There was no way the regional native alien powers would let the insolent human attackers rampage throughout their productive star systems forever!

As the days passed by, the intruding humans noticed increasingly more signs of a coordinated counterattack.

Though the native aliens had difficulty tracking the fast-moving human raiding detachments, they could still read the overall pattern of advancement on a star map. This allowed them to redirect multiple alien fleets and phase lords to locations that were situated ahead of the estimated route.

Human scout ships and other sources of clandestine intelligence usually managed to detect these movements in advance, thereby giving the Saint Commander enough time to make adjustments, but this was not a completely reliable means to evade the enemy’s edge.

Sooner or later, the native aliens would succeed and force a confrontation that could not be avoided.

For this reason, the Saint Commander eventually instructed the separate naval detachments to converge onto a central location.

"We have reached the limit of our ability to raid ordinary industrial star systems at acceptable risk levels." The ace commander spoke in the conference chamber. "Time is on the enemy’s side. We have inflicted a moderate amount of damage to their infrastructure, but we have yet to land a truly crippling blow to their core operations. Enough time has passed for our scouts and intelligence analysts to direct us towards a truly strategic target."

The central projection came to life. It depicted the local star map that already highlighted numerous possible targets in red.

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