Chapter 276: Entering the Caliphates

The Planted officer felt as if his body was electrocuted.

"LOST PRIMORDIAL!" His heart shivered in greed. They had belonged to Presider Pridgeon's factions and have heard of this. If he could offer this to Pridgeon, he could catapult straight to an Arbiter like the last Pioneer who Pridgeon took a liking to!

"Commander. I believe we have to act! And fast!" The officer declared.

"There is a secret item there that could greatly please the General! It is a weapon he has mentioned. The Lost Primordial! If you gift it to General Joab, he could even make you the leader of the Saudis!" The Planted lied.

The Commander of the base was stunned to hear this.

"A secret item?"

"Yes! It is what the General has been after! We need to get this item quickly!" The Planted ordered.

The Commander the Planted served didn't immediately take action.

"Sargent, move back and ask the man about the vessel. We need more information about that vessel! If we attack and damage his suit now, we might lose the signal that is controlling it! Ask him if the vessel is indeed underwater or above sea! Because if it's in the air, we would be wasting time trying to find it and subduing him will become our priority! But if it is underwater, we might just have the chance of attacking it! Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir!" The Sargent knew what he needed to confirm.

Lowengren was now getting the hang of maximizing one of the skills he hasn't had the privilege of mastering.

Realm was something that he couldn't fully create. His Realm Somatotopy had shorter range and he couldn't even create a stable radius.

But with the lens from the WGP, he was slowly learning to understand how it works or feels.

The WGP's lenses could alert him and alert him of any attacks that may have happened within a 360 degree radius. As such, Lowengren was using it as a tool to help him understand and improve his Realm.

"So that's how it is. I wonder how Cliff managed to get this feeling right… Is it really because of his memories? Or is it because he spent more time with Seeker?" Lowengren wondered.

"I can hear them! They're laughing at you! They are able to detect and nullify your mirage techs if you move!" Lowengren warned.

The Sargent was stunned as they heard this. They had consistently been deploying Mirage techs, and yet Lowengren was able to attack them. They knew it was a WGP tech but didn't understand the science behind it.

"Don't move!" The Sargent ordered.

Suddenly, the soldiers accompanying the Sargent stopped moving.

Lowengren rolled his eyes in condescension as he saw these unmoving Exoskeletons.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The soldiers died.

"You! You said they wouldn't be able to detect us!" The Sargent was crying.

"Are you idiots?! You stopped moving in the middle of an Exoskeleton gunfight! What do you think the WGP would do? Play 1-2-3 Statue?!" Lowengren cursed as he kept on attacking.

"You said that we shouldn't move?!"

"I said they could detect you if you move!" Lowengren corrected.

Lowengren continued to try out several lies and experimented with which worked and which didn't. But more importantly, Lowengren was looking for the Zone.

"I'm finally understanding it. Zone… The Zone for someone like me is knowing the extent of my lies. I have to know what lies to use and what limits these lies have. My Path is more than just lying… It's leading! Perhaps I am more than just a council of the wicked, but perhaps I am a Blind Guide!"

The Sargent was getting more and more frustrated at Lowengren's bizarre movements.

He called in more men to support him.

"Team, move and protect me at all cost. Continue to launch attacks by shooting at the side of the shield! Our priority is to get covered by these shields!" The Sargent ordered.

The Sargent moved closer once more and had more men protecting him with large shields. This time, the soldiers prioritized in defense.

Because their shields had powerful deflecting tools and had mirage techs that affects sensory, these heavy shield soldiers couldn't also look through the shields but needed to peak out. This was how Lowengren was able to attack them through his Realm Somatotopy.

This time, the shield warriors didn't peak out and didn't bother to deploy their mirage techs. They simply moved closer like an ancient army phalanx that used shields to protect them. And through a small gap, of their shields they would position their electro-guns and fired randomly.

Although they couldn't hit Lowengren, they managed to draw closer to him.

Sensing their intentions, Lowengren didn't retreat and waited.

"Do you have any other information about the vessel? HQ can't detect any anomalies underwater. Are you sure it's underwater and not airborne?" The Sargent shouted.

"Finally." Lowengren smiled.

"I'm not stupid like your men who played 1-2-3 Statue with me! I know I was underwater! I emerged nearly a kilometer south of here through a pod! Although I couldn't see anything, I know and could hear the sounds of water!"

"How fast is this vessel?"

"That's right! The speed! It wasn't traveling fast! I was first there when the WGP attacked north! I know this is in Saudi right? It took us a few hours to get here! But they brought out this strange transmitter when I was launched to the surface! I think a drone is controlling me!"

The Sargent relayed his answers.

The Commander was silent as he continued to assess the words that the Sargent reported.

"Alright. We must act now! Tell the other forces on standby to move out! Assemble everyone. Only keep a few soldiers to guard the base, but we have to scatter the group! If what this Planted reported is true, and that the WGP vessel is slow, we might be able to catch it! It must have some techs that try to distort our sensors, but they can never really escape fast enough! If they try then all of the Caliphates and Africa will detect them!"

"Sir! That's reckless! We have to be careful! The WGP used a Nuke Emitter up north! Although General Barak ordered a blackout, we've known about the force of this group! If we send out our forces now, they risk getting killed and no one would be left to defend the base!" The Planted argued.

"Not entirely true. I'm betting that this is another group. If they were with the previous WGP, why didn't the sneak in then? Here's what I think happened. This belongs to another faction of WGP. It took advantage of the attack that the first faction did, abducted this soldier and brought it here. We don't know what it's goal is, but unlike the first group did not hesitate to be seen, this group is hiding! Why? The only reason, is its either not a pure WGP group but may actually be rebels! With everything going on in the world, the attack in Australia, the event in One China were a Rule emerged that the WGP claimed was not theirs… I have long suspected of a traitor in the WGP!"

"What?" The Planted acted surprised. But in secret he was happy.

The Planted was secretly happy. Pioneer Flantter had secretly communicated this to him and believed that this group of WGP was different from the first team. There were too many questions.

If the first team was willing to launch an attack using a Nuke Emitter and decimated an army, why was this group suddenly moving in stealth?

The news that General Barak had received were now all coming in together and made the General conclude that this might be the Lost Primordial or perhaps even something else.

His report to Presider Straviaa had already caused him to ponder and wonder about the might of Earth. Here was an organization that was able to hide itself all these years and managed to fool even the Pioneers!

"The only reason why we were able to find them, was through that Planted's swift rise in the position of this mysterious group!" The Planted had just been informed that another Planted in the WGP had reported of the appearance of this Lost Primordial and so there could be more of them around the world.

The Planted never expected that he would immediately be entangled with this mysterious group. He was banned from telling the supervisors in his base of this information, and so, he made it look like the Commander found out on his own.

"Thankfully, this Commander is smart!" The Planted sneered in victory. Right now, all was left was a race in time. If General Barak arrived before they capture the WGP craft, he could just explain that the craft was planning to retreat and he made a call to stop it.

But the prize was that if they were able to capture the WGP before General Barak's arrival! The Planted knew that this Commander lusted after power and was using his information to bring out his own evil intentions. If he can get that item and hide it, the Planted can immediately find a way to contact Presider Pridgeon at the right time! If he becomes an Arbiter, he wouldn't fear this General Joab Barak or the Pioneer Flantter.

"This is how it is, isn't it? We fight and deceive each other to get to the top! This is how it is back home, why shouldn't it be like this here?" The Planted secretly laughed.

The Commander continued to relay his plans.

"Alright! Send a team to look for the vessel! Search for a drone! We find that Drone, we might get a rough idea where the vessel is through the drone's transmitter! Continue to attack that Exoskeleton but only maintain the amount of firepower we have been using! That pilot is playing around! As you reported he is laughing! We use his arrogance against them!"

And so, without informing General Joab Barak, the Commander had issues several orders to find the WGP vessel.

Lowengren waited and kept randomly attacking and evading. He managed to kill one of the soldiers that accompanied the Sargent. The movements of the soldiers made him realize that a small platoon were now moving away as if it was searching for something else.

"Perfect! My lies are finally moving into the vision I want! I was right! I can make my own future!" Lowengren sneered.

Back in the WGP vessel, most of them have already recovered from their shock.

Fleet Admiral Magantae awoke from her fainting episode. Since she was wearing her Exoskeleton, she didn't stumble, and everyone was directing their attention to the screen. The Exoskeleton suit had used its advanced technology to awaken Magantae, and her head flushed red.

She could feel pain in her body as the stress of watching this General Vender Hirock do crazy things had taken a toll on her body.

In the medical bay, a Commander had also come to grips with what was happening now that he was successfully treated. It was a good thing that he was already seated in the bed where all treatments are applied.

"Admiral! We have to take action! He will endanger all of us!" A Commander finally turned towards the Fleet Admiral.

The Fleet Admiral was glaring at the screen and noticed that there were already several platoons chasing after Lowengren.

"You're right. We have to take action."

"Good! Let's attack and-"

"No. We sneak in. This was his plan, right? He causes a commotion, and we go in! This distraction is huge. The army seems bent on capturing him. He probably made it look like someone is controlling his Exoskeleton. This increases his value and gives us ample time to sneak in!" The Fleet Admiral ordered.

"This... this was his plan?"

"It's infuriating, but it is working! Look! They are focusing their efforts from chasing after one Exoskeleton to search for something else! General Vender has already proven to us that they want to catch him for whatever reason. And now, that they are actively using their manpower to search the perimeter! Observe their movements now! Are there scanners searching for drones or a remote transmitter that is trying to control the robot?" Magantae asked.

The Commanders immediately started to move.

"Yes! They are!" The Commander affirmed.

"Then this is the commotion he prepared for us! He can go inside now that they are trying to look for something that isn't there. The armies are focused on looking for that, that our entry is now easy!"

The Commanders turned towards the screen and saw Lowengren running for his dear life.

"He did… all that?"

"You have to look beyond the simple and not be affected by his apparent actions." Magantae chastised.

"We understand, Fleet Admiral."

"Let's go!"

And so, the quick actions were made. Aside from the Commander, who was at the medical bay, everyone was already geared for battle.

The group moved and immediately left the vessel, leaving one Commander who just had a stroke to guard the place.

As for the rest, they all suited up with a bulker Exoskeleton armor and used advanced mirage technology to change their appearance to be similar to the Caliphate Exoskeleton.

Magantae and the Commanders continued to look at Lowengren's perspective and could clearly see that the soldiers were trying to capture and not kill. But when they reached the surface, their own scanners could detect that nearly fifty Exoskeletons were chasing after Lowengren and some Caliphate Jet-Propelled Exoskeletons were even in the area.

"Strange… Why haven't they captured General Vender. That amount of soldiers should make it easy for the group to capture him!" Commander Drinths wondered.

"Maybe they don't want to capture it yet. They could be using whatever techs to search for the transmitter that they think controls Vender's suit." Another answered.

"Then it's perfect. The soldiers are distracted. Their HQ should be trying to find this non-existent signal. Vender had done his part superbly. We do our part and leave the dildos he wanted." Magantae smiled.

The Commanders also brought the boxes of Dildos.

"Do we drop it off at the discussed location?" One of the Commanders asked.

"Yes. He will have his part to play, and we have ours. Remember our mission. We find anything that links to Intrik. General Vender will do his plans. We have already helped him enter this place." Magantae clarified.

"How will Vender kill General Joab Barak?" Drinths wondered.

"You're quite slow, Commander. It's obvious. Why did Vender say that he was from the WGP?" One of the other Commanders asked.

Drinths and the others who still didn't know also realized Vender's ingenious plans."

"Correct. He said he was from the WGP to make General Joab Barak go here. That's how he plans to kill him. Remember his words? He plans to level this base with these lightning rods."

"Then let's get ready to escape anytime. Our mission was to infiltrate the Caliphates, and we've already done so. Bypassing all these scans that exist in the coastlines and the borders were the hardest part of our mission. But General Vender has fixed it for us."

"Right. I can't believe that we infiltrated the Caliphates by sneaking in an actual base! The coastlines are hard enough, but we went for the base!"

"We must be thankful. Attacks like what Vender is doing is not yet conclusive enough to be reported to Intrik. The Caliphates will try to deal with this on their own."

"That Vender… Is he a madman or a genius?"

"He could be both. He's been playing low-key. Right now… even I'm not sure which is a better strategist. Lowengren has met his match." Magantae added as she watched the actions of Lowengren.

The Commanders were stunned. They knew how much of a Lowengren fan their Fleet Admiral was. To think she would put Vender on Lowengren's level.

The Commanders and Magantae found a scouting team of Exoskeletons who were searching the skies for drones or anything that could act as a transmitter.

"Perfect. Let's get them." Magantae smiled.

As the daughter of an actual Emperor, Magantae and her commanders were outfitted with special techs that other soldiers of their level could not access.

This was a very powerful tech that could steal and assimilate the comm signal of another Exoksleton. With their suits technology to morph their forms into an enemy Exoskeleton, they just had the perfect techs that can allow them to hijack control over a Caliphate Exoskeleton.

This was their plan, but it was risky since they would have to search for Exoskeletons and would risk discovery. But Lowengren's actions had caused the base to send out scouts.

"Activate signal stealer. With this, we can finally move at top speed and not worry about getting detected. If Intrik is there, I doubt he can detect us!" Magantae smiled.

They would now enter the Caliphates, and with them were two boxes of what they believed to be powerful and extremely advanced weapons.

And these were General Vender Hirock's dildos.