Chapter 4045 A New Assignment
"A new influence is on the rise in Davute."
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The Red Ocean was a brand new territory that was filled with opportunities.
Ambitious pioneers constantly divested everything they could get rid of in the old galaxy in order to pass through the greater beyonder gate in droves.
Each of them brought an abundance of starships, mechs, goods, supplies and personnel.
Unfortunately, it was only after they moved past hearing all of the success stories that they remembered that there were many more pioneers who failed to achieve anything of note!
Those who grew up their entire lives in civilized star sectors had no idea what they were truly getting into. Despite the constant warnings and the abundance of statistics that showed how many ships and fleets went missing every day, there were too many fools who thought they could beat the odds and realize their wildest ambitions in a single leap!
It took failure after failure for many would-be pioneers to gain an inkling of the terrible odds they faced if they chose to dive into the shark tank that was known as the Red Ocean.
It was through these repeated failures that the success stories increasingly stood out from the background.
The Larkinson Clan was one of them! Led by its young and eccentric patriarch, its public record was filled with improbable victories and wild adventures. The fact that it had managed to return with a haul of hundreds of kilograms of phasewater after conducting only a single expedition had become one of the legendary tales of the new frontier!
As the Larkinsons settled on Davute VII and steadily put out one product after another, the locals and the players that operated on the same planet began to grow more familiar with the immigrants from the galactic rim.
Whether it was their iconic living mechs, their increasing entanglements with religions or their odd obsession with cats, the Larkinsons were definitely among the more colorful groups of people that had chosen to establish a base in Davute!
Their allies also merited a decent amount of attention.
Due to their association with the Larkinson Clan, they exhibited a number of familiar traits.
Compared to other pioneering organizations in the Red Ocean, the Glory Seekers and the Cross Clan both exhibited an abnormally high degree of unity and loyalty.
No member had ever defected from the partners that made up the alliance!
Aside from that, the two also began to field a number of living mechs. The Glory Seekers particularly embraced them whenever they could.
With iconic mechs such as the Valkyrie line, the Glory Seekers had quickly established a formidable reputation within the martial circles of Krakatoa.
The Cross Clan on the other hand fielded a different style of mechs that did not make heavy use of living mechs.
The only exception was their high-ranking machines. As the Crossers slowly outfitted their new and existing expert pilots with machines that corresponded to their rank, they fully embraced the power of living mechs to their most powerful champions!
Though the Larkinson Clan had already developed a high reputation for the strength and quality of its expert mechs, the Cross Clan was not any worse!
The latter's expert mechs were just as good, but their expert pilots were more experienced and oftentimes much more skilled and aggressive in battle!
Whenever detachments of the Golden Skull Alliance ventured out of the Davute System in order to fulfill the requirements of their mercenary contracts, the Larkinsons, Glory Seekers and Crossers earned a lot of respect and fear among their fellow mercenary colleagues.
No matter whether they fought against remnant alien stragglers or enemy mech forces, they utilized their numerous unique advantages to dominate their opponents!
From the beginning of the establishment of the Larkinson Army's Mercenary Hall, different groups of Larkinson mech units had pounced on the opportunity to stop wasting their time on monotonous practice so that they could brave their lives in battles with actual stakes!
The eager Larkinson mech pilots exhibited an odd selection strategy.
They never paid too much attention to the rewards of a mercenary assignment.
They did not pick the safest and most boring assignments.
They eschewed missions that were located too far away from Davute or demanded too much time to complete.
They also did not mindlessly accept the riskiest and most dangerous assignments.
They never selected missions where they were the only mercenary groups to respond to the call.
Though there had been times when the Larkinson mercenaries got scammed or lured into an ambush, the clan had always found a way to retaliate in one way or another!
Whether it was the sudden death of the mastermind behind the mission or the inexplicable disappearance of the ships carrying the mech troops that conducted an ambush, the Larkinson Clan showed that it was not an easy bully target!
As the Larkinsons began to conduct more mercenary assignments, they became more familiar with the surrounding region.
Other actors operating in the same region became familiar with the Larkinson Clan as well. Both of them forged an increasing amount of friendships and business relationships between each other.
Slowly but surely, the Larkinson Clan became a fixture of Davute's community!
It was hard for outsiders to believe that the Larkinson Clan had become a strong and established player in a rising colony that had the potential to become the center of a new state!
Tristan Wesseling, Journeyman and Fridayman, repeatedly read through the intelligence reports and compilations of public information.
Years after the turbulent end of the Komodo War, he no longer possessed any obligations to serve along the armed forces of his victorious state.
As soon as he was released from compulsory service, he applied to travel to the Red Ocean immediately!
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