The Mech Touch novel Chapter 5371

Chapter 5371 The Power of Red Humanity

Every red human united as one today!

As Operation Night Jazz showcased the strength of red humanity's strongest combatants, a wave of confidence and optimism swept across human-occupied space!

As people began to feel as if they regained control over their own destiny, they began to dispel the fear and uncertainty that gripped society after the native aliens had brought them away from the Milky Way.

No matter what, the best and strongest soldiers of red humanity would always be able to lead them to victory!

The indomitable human spirit and the rich accumulation of knowledge of their original society still gave them a qualitative edge against their native alien adversaries!

Seeing how so many different god pilots demolish the ancient phase whales stationed at the Tide Stations confirmed that their human gods still remained unmatched against the leading powerhouses among the aliens!

"The Fist of Defiance is so strong!" Vincent Ricklin gushed as he sat next to the other expert pilots of the Warborn. "Punching the Phase King back then was nothing. A true man should have the guts to challenge a real phase whale! General, when will we be able to hunt one of them down?!"

The commanding officer of the Warborn Mech Division looked perplexed as he stood behind his subordinates. "Phase whales are solitary and reclusive by nature. Most of them are content to hide inside their private enclaves for the majority of their lifespans. It is nearly impossible to seek them out. The intelligence sources that I have access to have yet to track down a single phase whale."

"Oh, come on, General Ark. Back when we ran with Ves and the expeditionary fleet, we stumbled into plenty of phase whales! We just had to enter a random star system and we would fall into a hidden pocket space more often than not. There are definitely more of them hiding somewhere in the Krakatoa and Torald Middle Zones."

"Even if that is true, Vincent, if they are so easy to find, then all of the pioneers would have stumbled upon them a long time ago. We are not equipped to track any of these phase whales down. We will stick to our original mission and continue our preparations to fight the secondary alien fleets that are continuing to slip through the cracks."

The discussion soon turned in another direction. As the expert pilots eagerly gushed about their favorite god pilots, Venerable Rosa Orfan asked a question to Ark.

"What do you think about the Army of One, Ark? Do you dream of piloting a god mech like the Auto-Coordinator one day?"

General Ark shook his head. "My approach is different from the Army of One. He is a part of the strongest organization of our society. He has a virtually unlimited amount of access and resources at his disposal. Do you think that Ves can design a mech for me that not only comes with its own pocket space, but also an entire manufacturing complex that can produce all of the battle bots that I will need? Besides, I cannot effectively control or leverage them anyway."

He knew his own strengths well. He thrived when he received the trust of his subordinates. A troop of battle bots were nothing but soulless machines that did not care whether he pledged to do right by them or not. It was also not his style for him to remain in the rear while letting his subordinates do all of the work.

"What about you, Rosa? Has the Huntsman inspired you to take up spear throwing?"

Venerable Orfan snorted. "The Huntsman surely knows what he is doing, but who is profligate enough to throw out so many good spears? If I had a weapon that is only a fraction as good as his, my Riot would cling to it as if it is the greatest treasure that we have ever laid our eyes upon! I have no desire to roleplay as an ancient hunter-gatherer. Spears are for stabbing as far as 1 am concerned."

Her words sounded contemptuous, but her tone could not help but betray a hint of yearning and envy.

If she possessed the spear-throwing power of the Huntsman, she could easily cripple and debilitate any formidable opponent she came across in the beginning!

As the Third Armada continued its assault on the forces tasked with defending the Seventeenth Tide Station, the duo comprised of the Army of One and the Huntsman easily dominated the sister whales from beginning to end!

Even though the formidable ancient phase whales still managed to destroy dozens of battle bots with their strongest spatial attacks, they wasted a lot of energy to overcome the large amount of space suppressors active on the battlefield!

Combined with the fact that the battle bots had become many times more difficult to destroy due to the Army of One's God Kingdom and willpower reinforcement, the actions of the two ancient phase whales failed to affect the human gods in any significant fashion!

With the Auto-Coordinator continuing to send out more battle bots as soon as the whales tore apart his existing ones, the god mech clearly demonstrated its dominance in the field!

"NO ONE CAN OVERCOME MY ARMY."

The Army of One managed to contain the powerful alien leaders so well that the Huntsman experienced very little hindrances in his attempts to bleed his prey!

His Heartpiercer leisurely circled around the whales who found themselves unable to break the encirclement of the Army of One's battle bots.

As trapped and helpless as the two alien leaders may seem, neither god pilot forgot that their current adversaries sat at the top of the native food chain.

They needed to be dealt with as soon as possible in order to control for all of the variables!

This was why the Huntsman acted in a deliberate fashion. Against enormous thick-fleshed prey like these whales, he had to weaken them step-by-step.

This was why all of his spear throws so far pricked his targets all across their body.

If he concentrated his attacks, he would definitely be able to pierce through the layers of flesh and puncture a few phasewater organs, but doing so would make his prey go crazy!

The Huntsman constantly monitored his prey's mood and conditions. As a highly experienced and knowledgeable hunter, he could easily grasp the psychology of his alien adversaries.

The empowered spears did not hit any vitals, but were always positioned to bleed out a large amount of phasewater-saturated blood in different parts of their bodies.

Due to the immense size and humongous amount of blood contained within their bodies, the ancient phase whales did not show too much concern at these bleeding wounds. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}

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