Mister0Zz
The Tritan Industries
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Posted - 2013.03.18 19:53:00 -
[1] - Quote
This is one of the only accounts of Jovian infantry that i know of. The men talking are Minmatar Valklear, they're like the seal team six of the Minmatar.
Vlad heard a series of clicks in his earpiece, each of them a separate request to open fire. The Jovian and the woman were standing out in the open, talking casually and seemingly oblivious to the danger surrounding them. But who the hell is that prisoner, Vlad wondered, clicking back an order for the soldiers to wait. Just a few minutes earlier, two Jovians had descended the boarding ramp of the second Wraith, deposited a prisoner onto the surface, and then walked back up. There has to be more of them, he thought, moving the scopeGÇÖs crosshairs back towards the first Wraith. Patience is key, but we have to get inside of the complex soon!
As the crosshairs moved across the boarding ramp, Vlad saw something dart across the viewfinder that made him flinch. Looking off the scope towards the tarmac, he saw four separate distortions that reminded him of roiled air over a hot surface. Danger, Vlad sensed, just as ThumgarGÇÖs CLAW fired several rounds that kicked up debris from the surface below. The earpiece erupted with shouts as Vlad snapped his rifle towards ThumgarGÇÖs position.
"What the **** is he shooting at?" Krughan demanded.
"ThereGÇÖs something coming right towards me!" Thumgar screamed, putting the CLAW into full automatic and spraying rounds wildly in front of him. Vlad spanned his rifle left and right, desperately seeking a target but finding none. More machine gun bursts illuminated the cavern wall as the other soldiers shouted and fired their silenced weapons into the shadows. Just as Vlad took a breath to speak, he saw ThumgarGÇÖs CLAW inexplicably throw itself from his hands. The giant man appeared to freeze for a moment, then dropGÇögently, as if hands were guiding himGÇöface down onto the ground.
Then Vlad felt itGÇöa draft of air on the back of his neck that shouldnGÇÖt have been thereGÇöand reacted solely on instinct. In one fluid motion, he thrust the rifle backwards as hard as he could, and felt the stock slam into a man. Ignoring the strange sounding grunt, Vlad whirled 180 degrees to his left, unsheathing the KriGÇÖTak in mid-spin with his right hand and exploding forward in a lunge. There was nothing in front of him that his eyes could see, but VladGÇÖs senses told him otherwise. His left forearm caught something heavy on its way up to block an invisible counterstrike, but his right handGÇöclenching the knife tightly and keeping the blade parallel to the groundGÇöcontinued unobstructed in a wide arc until it punctured something thick, right where a manGÇÖs rib cage would be.
An ear-piercing howl filled the cavern as a Jovian soldier materialized at the hilt of the knife. Just as Vlad commanded his wrist to twist the blade, he felt something strike his lower back, and then all of the muscles in his body went numb. Panic overwhelmed him as he fell backwards, completely paralyzed. He did not feel himself hit the ground, but saw the silhouette of a second Jovian standing over him a moment later. |