Dh'arconian Straits, between the Atraeza and Fortress Continents
Approaching The Executioner
The Sleipnr-Seven re-adjusted its approach vector for the umpteenth time, having slight trouble trying to dodge all the Kraven aircraft and other vessels. Venkhzmr, contently smoking a cigarette, was leaning a little to the left as his personal government VTOL transport made one final turn. It then began to hover over a landing pad that was surrounded by ironically-welcoming Capitol Police sailors. The aircraft lowered. A few hours ago, an unexpected response and invitation had been received from a Kraven Admiral on board this ship. The Stratotsar had been eager to send back his acceptance of the invitation and confirmation of the details. Now, was the chance for an Aldarminian official to meet directly with Reich personnel. Venkhzmr had wondered if the Admiral would have preferred to meet with a fellow field commander, but the Stratotsar wiped away the thought. Kraven did not care.
Minutes before the VTOL had approached the rear of the Kraven fleet, a radio conversation had been commenced between the aircraft's pilot and Kraven Fleet Command in order to avoid any nasty incidents of miscommunication and/or confusion. The Stratotsar did not want the opening of direct relations with the Reich to begin with a Declaration of War from the Imperial Polyoncarchy all because they were not too careful and did not confirm their passage. Those worries were gone now, though, because the Sleipnr-Seven was now safely landed on the decks of The Executioner.
Venkhzmr surveyed his surroundings through the windows of the aircraft before he really started to make his way for disembarking. Outside the craft, the decks of the colossal ship were buzzing with all sorts Reich activity. Capitol Police were everywhere. Had he not been there on good terms, the Stratotsar would have been a little worried. But he was not one without precaution. His escort for this mini-summit consisted of the pilot and co-pilot, both armed with more firepower than usual especially for this mission. There was also Lightning and Thunder, the two Jotunokhs assigned personally to the Stratotsar. These two armored monstrosities were the pinnacle of the Greater Aldarminian Empire's military and technological prowess. Although rarely utilized, the Jotunokhs were known for being capable of turning the entire tide of a battle. During the recent coup d'etat, Dalikharl II had been brought to a Kosmokratic Armed Forces aircraft carrier, where the rebels were awaiting to capture and kill him. A single Jotunokh had been with the then-soon-to-be-Grand Emperor. At the instant where it became clear that the ship's crew was not loyal to the true Bloodline, the Jotunokh had begun dispatching the ship's inhabitants one-by-one. A single Jotunokh had been able to neutralize an entire crew of Kosmokratic Armed Forces sailors. Then, there were the stories of how the Jotunokhs in Zone 13 in the Aldkhaznywrengh had been able to hold off every single one of the Usurper Ashrocmhar's assaults on the macro-facility. The only operational failure of the Jotunokhs on file to-date was when an entire legion, eighty-six of them, had been wiped out by Ashrocmhar's initial assault on the Azcheyko Palace at the beginning of his coup. How the Usurper was able to accomplish this is still a mystery.
Today, though, Venkhzmr felt sure that no such failure would occur. The Aldarminians here were in "friendly" territory. Also, Lightning and Thunder were two newer classes of Jotunokh, and they were armed with even more advanced weaponry than their predecessors. Both giants cradled the new experimental KOIL(Kinetic Offense, Infantry-light) rifles. The rifles utilized experimental coil gun technology to push rounds slightly smaller than average at velocities up to fifteen times higher than any other small arms weaponry, creating a devastating kinetic effect on any body that happened to be in the bullet's way. For added lethal effect, these rounds were several times more dense than the average round.
The Jotunokhs themselves, though, were the things that an opposing force really had to worry about. Genetic and bio-mechanical augmentation was used to create the Jotunokhs, as well as an intense psychological molding program. Except for the first few generations, Jotunokhs were bred and born from the labs of the Zones from only the strongest of Aldarminian genomes, those that contained every gene from the twenty-fourth, Aldarmus Chromosome. The Jotunokh babies then immediately began their lives with intense epi-genetic and psychological conditioning so that their bodies and minds could handle even the most stressful and traumatic situations. Their schooling was centered around turning them into hyper-sponges of information that could act and react with the most inhuman speeds. Military training, even at a young age, was the most grueling program ever conceived by the Aldarminian brass. Hundreds of thousands of candidates were lost every week. If a Jotunokh failed during training, even as a child, they would be killed and their bodies would be harvested for anything of value to the program. Failure was not an option. Emotionally, the Jotunokhs only felt content when on a mission or when aware of their Grand Emperor's safety. Mentally, they thought of only how to improve their skills and how they could better serve His Superior Imperial Majesty. Physically, they were incarnations of death with enhanced strength, agility, stamina, and environmental tolerance. It is a saying in the higher echelons of the Aldarminian Empire that the only unarmed Jotunokh is a dead Jotunokh.
Lightning and Thunder were no exception. The two towering masses of flesh, muscle, and armor nearly blocked the Stratotsar's line of sight entirely as they led him out onto the landing pad to meet Admiral Hensch. The two super-soldiers moved to his sides as Venkhzmr took the lead, striding out towards the Kraven Admiral. He was still a little in awe over the vastness of The Executioner, but he maintained a cold, calculating expression of military commander on a mission. He was also self-consciously emulating the Kravenites' behavior to make himself feel a tad-bit more comfortable. He considered holding out his hand to shake the Admiral's but figured that the Kravenite would not understand the gesture. Instead, he just approached the man-If you could call it that-at a comfortable distance and introduced himself, "I am Stratotsar Venkhzmr Jormshgalnsvarij, the one who initiated the communications between our two states. So, where shall we begin?"
Minutes before the VTOL had approached the rear of the Kraven fleet, a radio conversation had been commenced between the aircraft's pilot and Kraven Fleet Command in order to avoid any nasty incidents of miscommunication and/or confusion. The Stratotsar did not want the opening of direct relations with the Reich to begin with a Declaration of War from the Imperial Polyoncarchy all because they were not too careful and did not confirm their passage. Those worries were gone now, though, because the Sleipnr-Seven was now safely landed on the decks of The Executioner.
Venkhzmr surveyed his surroundings through the windows of the aircraft before he really started to make his way for disembarking. Outside the craft, the decks of the colossal ship were buzzing with all sorts Reich activity. Capitol Police were everywhere. Had he not been there on good terms, the Stratotsar would have been a little worried. But he was not one without precaution. His escort for this mini-summit consisted of the pilot and co-pilot, both armed with more firepower than usual especially for this mission. There was also Lightning and Thunder, the two Jotunokhs assigned personally to the Stratotsar. These two armored monstrosities were the pinnacle of the Greater Aldarminian Empire's military and technological prowess. Although rarely utilized, the Jotunokhs were known for being capable of turning the entire tide of a battle. During the recent coup d'etat, Dalikharl II had been brought to a Kosmokratic Armed Forces aircraft carrier, where the rebels were awaiting to capture and kill him. A single Jotunokh had been with the then-soon-to-be-Grand Emperor. At the instant where it became clear that the ship's crew was not loyal to the true Bloodline, the Jotunokh had begun dispatching the ship's inhabitants one-by-one. A single Jotunokh had been able to neutralize an entire crew of Kosmokratic Armed Forces sailors. Then, there were the stories of how the Jotunokhs in Zone 13 in the Aldkhaznywrengh had been able to hold off every single one of the Usurper Ashrocmhar's assaults on the macro-facility. The only operational failure of the Jotunokhs on file to-date was when an entire legion, eighty-six of them, had been wiped out by Ashrocmhar's initial assault on the Azcheyko Palace at the beginning of his coup. How the Usurper was able to accomplish this is still a mystery.
Today, though, Venkhzmr felt sure that no such failure would occur. The Aldarminians here were in "friendly" territory. Also, Lightning and Thunder were two newer classes of Jotunokh, and they were armed with even more advanced weaponry than their predecessors. Both giants cradled the new experimental KOIL(Kinetic Offense, Infantry-light) rifles. The rifles utilized experimental coil gun technology to push rounds slightly smaller than average at velocities up to fifteen times higher than any other small arms weaponry, creating a devastating kinetic effect on any body that happened to be in the bullet's way. For added lethal effect, these rounds were several times more dense than the average round.
The Jotunokhs themselves, though, were the things that an opposing force really had to worry about. Genetic and bio-mechanical augmentation was used to create the Jotunokhs, as well as an intense psychological molding program. Except for the first few generations, Jotunokhs were bred and born from the labs of the Zones from only the strongest of Aldarminian genomes, those that contained every gene from the twenty-fourth, Aldarmus Chromosome. The Jotunokh babies then immediately began their lives with intense epi-genetic and psychological conditioning so that their bodies and minds could handle even the most stressful and traumatic situations. Their schooling was centered around turning them into hyper-sponges of information that could act and react with the most inhuman speeds. Military training, even at a young age, was the most grueling program ever conceived by the Aldarminian brass. Hundreds of thousands of candidates were lost every week. If a Jotunokh failed during training, even as a child, they would be killed and their bodies would be harvested for anything of value to the program. Failure was not an option. Emotionally, the Jotunokhs only felt content when on a mission or when aware of their Grand Emperor's safety. Mentally, they thought of only how to improve their skills and how they could better serve His Superior Imperial Majesty. Physically, they were incarnations of death with enhanced strength, agility, stamina, and environmental tolerance. It is a saying in the higher echelons of the Aldarminian Empire that the only unarmed Jotunokh is a dead Jotunokh.
Lightning and Thunder were no exception. The two towering masses of flesh, muscle, and armor nearly blocked the Stratotsar's line of sight entirely as they led him out onto the landing pad to meet Admiral Hensch. The two super-soldiers moved to his sides as Venkhzmr took the lead, striding out towards the Kraven Admiral. He was still a little in awe over the vastness of The Executioner, but he maintained a cold, calculating expression of military commander on a mission. He was also self-consciously emulating the Kravenites' behavior to make himself feel a tad-bit more comfortable. He considered holding out his hand to shake the Admiral's but figured that the Kravenite would not understand the gesture. Instead, he just approached the man-If you could call it that-at a comfortable distance and introduced himself, "I am Stratotsar Venkhzmr Jormshgalnsvarij, the one who initiated the communications between our two states. So, where shall we begin?"
