Gaiaterra: Elysea's Conflict/Vieran Shock Trooper

"Ready to break their lines!"

-Vieran Shocktrooper leaving the Conscription Center

The Vieran variant of the Shock Trooper is the one of the infantry forces for the Vieran Reserves, replacing the Tesla Trooper. Planned to be voiced by Jonathan Bailey, using his G'raha voice, but more lean to the Shock Troopers personality from ROTR.

Overview
The Vieran Shock Troopers are Fran's elite heavy troopers. These Vierans undergo extreme training and suspected brainwashing in Norvrandt. In the process, they lose all respect for life. They become war machines, living only to defend Voshkod. They display fanatical devotion toward their general and carry out even the most dangerous or merciless order without hesitation. They would adopt any means necessary to ensure victory and as a unit they have several charges of war crimes against them.

They bear with them harsh training experience, and Viera's heaviest and most advanced equipment, including advanced body armor based off the Tesla Trooper, enough to stop a tank from crushing them. This also includes their iconic heavy weapon, Valerya Aleeksev's 30mm Rocket Rifle, rumored to be "based" (stolen) on the Coalitions bolter (or in the Dwarf's own words, "An umgak knockoff of their design", and then promptly wrote all Shock Troopers, and its designer, into the book of grudges for "making an insulting, shoddy, and weak knockoff of their design" (rivaling the Syndicate and their Gyrojet weapons)), capable of unleashing a barrage of firepower upon their unfortunate foes. And many Shock Troopers, in payback for the insult, are known to carry the ears of Astartes and Coalition Dwarfs, and cords made of beards in the case of the latter. The Coalition returns in kind with many of their veteran forces proudly wearing trophies made of severed Vieran ears and broken Rocket Rifles while their armor has phrases insulting the Shock Troopers written on them.

Appearance
Their attire of the Vieran Shock Troopers is the same as the one from ROTR, albeit modified to fit with the Vieran body.

Short story
Undetected by the attackers, only half a dozen soldiers had made it into the Shelter alongside General Orlov. Meanwhile, the MLA fighters were too busy looting the camp for their private possessions and celebrating the bloodbath they had committed. The inside of the container was cooking hot, the air heavy with the stench of sweat and foul breath. Hours passed; they could tell by the movement of a lone spot of sunlight that wandered across the floor as it fell through the air pipe. General Orlov was sitting in a corner of the container with his jacket and shirt taken off, but his cap still on. Fran squatted in the opposite corner, her hands clutching desperately at the small, golden Orthodox cross dangling from her necklace as she whimpered the Lord's Prayer, waiting for the heat to overtake him. Orlov pitied the Elezen man for his suffering but admired his faith, for he himself no longer had any. The haunting memories of countless black operations had taken that away from him. But as always, he had to keep his composure, for if he lost it, so would his men.

Suddenly, Orlov was shaken out of his increasingly delirious thoughts by the sounds of an attack on the surface, followed by hellish screams, night elven, and the crackle of electricity.

"Is this the reinforcements?", the tired soldiers wondered with weak voices. "Possibly", Orlov replied. "But let's not rush out too soon. Ready yourselves!" With their last breath, everyone picked up their rifles and assumed firing positions towards the hatch. Suddenly, it swung open and a deep, mechanic-sounding yet feminine voice bellowed down - in Hyur: "Is there anybody in here? The situation is clear, you can come out!" Orlov scouted ahead and was greeted by a Vieran woman in heavy combat gear and a gas mask. "Major Fran Eruyt of the 1st Shock Division, Sir! Our General is over there!", the brute reported while Orlov was still blinded by the setting sun, trying to make out just what exactly was going on. Around the outskirts, there was still a battle, though a battle involved both parties of equal power, as platoons of other peculiar men began shooting at the MLA with bulky-looking rifles, except the bullets produced a flaming jet behind them and cause the targets hit to spasm before turning to ash as if struck by a Tesla Trooper, they were wielding so-called 'Rocket Rifles' that Orlov had read classified reports of, which were similar to the Bolters wielded by the Coalition, while the MLA tried to retreat, as their rounds bounced off the soldiers heavy armor.

Next to the Trooper stood another gas-masked man with a PDA in his hand and a fine necktie sticking out of his noticeably less filled jumpsuit, taking careful notes of the weapon's performance as it was tested on a group of terrified MLA combatants that made the grave mistake of surrendering. "Orlov?" he wondered as the General doused himself with a bottle of water and approached him. "Excuse my impoliteness, but I didn't recognize you at first. I am General Nikita Ivanovich Aleksandr of the Advanced Weapons Research & Development Corps", he introduced himself while handing over his PDA to Major Eruyt to carry on with the testing as another prisoner was pushed in front of the weapon. Orlov was irritated by the complete absurdity of the situation and promptly refused to shake his hand. "What's happening here? I was expecting Wolfga... General von Kuerten; the 10th Panzers; the Midgardians!" Aleksandr sighed: "Midgardians? Comrade, I am sorry, let me give you an update: Our forces have been hit hard across the entire theatre and are retreating towards their regional headquarters. The Midgardians you've been expecting turned tail and ran like cowards halfway through the border region." Orlov was shocked: "I cannot imagine Wolfgang just running away like that! He seemed like a man of integrity". Aleksandr let out an inappropriate chuckle: "Never trust someone's outside appearance, Orlov. Quite honestly, I too would have expected more from the famed Tula Division, let alone the Spetsnaz. Anyway, we are done testing and it's time to pack up. Get yourself and your remaining men on one of my BMPs; we're falling back to Juba!"

Trivia

 * Unlike ROTR, the Vieran Shock Trooper are only armed with Rocket Rifles.