The Mech Touch

Chapter 6820 Disconnect

When Saint Commander Casella Ingvar arrived at New Constantinople, the Larkinsons assigned to Diandi Base trotted out and formally greeted the powerful ace

commander.

The predominantly first-class members of the Premier Branch had never met the famous Saint Commander in person. This was rare treat to them as they had long admired her command prowess.

It was too bad that Casella Ingvar was in no mood to entertain her fans. Her heart remained with the expeditionary fleet. Only the Larkinsons who had fought side-by-side with her for multiple years earned her recognition and affection.

These other Larkinsons were predominantly strangers. They had never served in the expeditionary fleet. They had never faced the threat of death against human or alien opponents. They lacked understanding of what a true Larkinson was supposed to be. All she saw in these first-class clansmen were soft civilians whose only merit was their superior education and intellect.

Although the Saint Commander knew that she was being a little too unfair towards people who contributed to the Larkinson Clan in their own way, her headspace was not in the right place at the moment.

The expeditionary fleet's withdrawal from the Bortele System still weighed heavily on her mind.

Meanwhile, the news circulating on the galactic net painted a grim picture. The 5th defensive band had become a joke in the Middle and Lower Zones.

There were still plenty of linefighters that tried their best to keep the alien menace at bay, but their advantages dwindled with every push made by the native aliens.

The crush of superior numbers and the oppression of the phase lords left many defenders helpless to hold the line for long.

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