Chapter 6249 Battle-Hungry Reginald

Chapter 6249 Battle-Hungry Reginald

Shortly after General Ark briefed the expert pilots, the plan went into motion.

The 77th Warborn Mech Division continued to operate as normal. The officers that Ark had put in charge all knew what to do and tried to maintain secrecy as much as possible. Who knew whether the native aliens or the cosmopolitans were spying on their communications. It was best not to give the enemy any indications that their high-ranking mechs had suddenly disappeared.

In the meantime, an RA stealth carrier quietly arrived in the Duqaste System and took in 8 high-ranking mechs without letting others know.

General Ark Larkinson and the Lionheart had to be present. Ark proposed this bold initiative, and he was obliged to put his skin in the game. He had multiple reasons to commit to this risky gamble.

Everyone pretty much knew that General Ark had grown frustrated by his lack of breakthroughs. Despite receiving an excellent high-tier expert mech in the form of the Lionheart and soliciting the advice of at least two different ace pilots, his bottleneck still hadn't budged!

Ark was not growing any younger. Although Reginald was at least a full generation older than him, Ark still worried about getting left behind by the likes of Tusa and other talented Larkinson pilots.

Even though he didn't like to admit it, his ego did not allow him to be overtaken by so many juniors!

The only way he could think of that could undermine his bottleneck and increase his chances of breaking through was to deviate from routine and put himself in a much more challenging situation than normal.

This mission definitely qualified because of the lack of any nearby support!

Though Ark masterminded this entire plan, the mech general also questioned whether it was right for him to put so many other expert pilots at risk. None of them had intended to engage in such a reckless action. It would be devastating if one of them fell due to his inability to control the battlefield.

"I can't afford to lose. The only permissible outcome is victory." Ark vowed.

He could not do so without the help of one of his best friends within the Warborn Mech Division.

Patriarch Reginald Cross and the Mars were by far the most powerful combination to participate in this daring operation. The two were especially brought to counter the enemy phase lord that was most certainly watching over the enemy forces at Duqaste XI.

Reginald held no objections towards the risky gambit. This was not just because he was spoiling up for a fight against a powerful phase lord, but also because he was confident he could escape any sticky situation with his mech and life intact!

To him, this operation did not pose much of a risk to him. Ace pilots like himself were just that powerful, and the Mars, which had incorporated another round of minor upgrades just recently, was performing better than ever!

That is if Reginald even wanted to turn his back on the enemy. The battle-hungry ace pilot hated the thought of retreat. He was still able to do so if there was no other recourse, but he had retreated from so many battles back when he was a high-tier expert pilot that he became sick and tired of all of the losses suffered from these contested withdrawals.

Reginald always tried to the end if there was a chance he could win!

The man was done with losing and retreating like a bedraggled dog!

"I will transfer the remainder of the intelligence package on the Tireless Engine. Don't lean too much on your prior experiences with the Trampler of Stars. The previous phase lord we fought against was only a mid-tier lesser phase lord, and his main strength lies in mass area destruction. He is not that good in single combat, especially when his armor is compromised and destroyed. Ghirard is a proven and highly prepared fighter. He most definitely has a massive suit of armor at his disposal that can amplify his strength."

"Do you have any info on the Tireless' Engine's armor?"

"Only outdated bits of information that the mecher spies have gathered behind enemy lines. According to their intelligence, the Tireless Engine prefers to wear a thick suit of armor that is equipped with transphasic energy shield generators for added defense and multiple transphasic energy cannon batteries to allow him to attack from a distance."

Patriarch Reginald did not look too impressed. These were all mundane technological solutions that only became stronger due to the use of phasewater. Outside of that, there should be nothing special about the phase lord's gigantic suit of armor.

"What will you be doing during the fight, Ark?" Reginald decided to turn the conversation around.

"My Lionheart is one of the few versatile expert mechs that can inflict area damage, so I will be focusing on destroying enemy goods and supplies at first. After that, I expect that I will need to help the other expert mechs overcome the enemy blockade. It will be hard for us to fight through so many enemies without any backup, but I think I am up to the task."

"Do you expect to attain your breakthrough during all of that fighting?"

"No." Ark firmly shook his head. "I do not think I am ready yet. I need to know where I stand when I fight under my own power. I have become too accustomed to fighting with the faith and belief of so many subordinates that I have forgotten about what it was like to fight for myself. I am doing this to prepare for a possible breakthrough in the battle after we have completed this operation."

The ace pilot harbored genuine respect towards Ark for preparing to fight with a handicap.

"I think you are doing the right thing, Ark. I don't know how it is with command specialists such as yourself, but other pilots such as myself ultimately believe that we can break any opposition as long as our fists are strong enough. The stronger your base power, the greater the effects of amplification. You should never neglect your personal strengths."

This was one of the realizations that Ark had made as of late. He had been trying to change several habits in order to earn the qualifications to break through. He had already implemented the advice that Tusa gave him last time and delegated more day-to-day leadership responsibilities to other mech officers.

This mission was an extension of this effort. For this risky operation, Ark just wanted to distance himself from his mech division and fight alongside his fellow peers as a simple high-tier expert pilot, although one who held a little more authority than the others.

Hopefully, his attempt to reconnect with the more fundamental aspects of mech combat would allow him to gain crucial insights on who he was and what he needed to do in order to take the next step.

He just hoped that it did not come at a high price.