Commander's Anime Harem

"Oh my, it's rare that our noble princess would make such obscene sounds~"

Xiao Renwu's fingers gently pressed on the leather fabric between her thighs, but the corners of his mouth had a smile that Marybelle thought was extremely evil. The words he said made the girl want to stand up and tear his mouth apart. But as long as his body moved too much, Xiao Renwu would press hard on the subspace entrance in the secret garden, which really made Marybelle experience what it was like to be electrocuted.

"Xiao Renwu, you are so shameless~ Oh oh oh oh oh~"

The bad words that came out of Marybelle's lips twisted into an awkward moan halfway through. Xiao Renwu had already spread her plump thighs, pushed aside the covering fabric, and buried his head in the position of her secret garden. The sucking sound made Marybelle involuntarily close her legs, clamping Xiao Renwu's head tightly, while completely missing the best opportunity to expel him.

"Ha...ha...mm...no...please...don't..."

The small tongue had reached her lips without her knowing when, and the panting Marybelle could only repeatedly utter moans that were more of desire than rejection. The girl could clearly feel the slippery and flexible tongue wreaking havoc at the entrance, leaving every inch of the subspace's flesh covered with its warm saliva. When the girl twisted her legs, Xiao Renwu's tongue tip would occasionally touch the subspace's last defense, and the feeling of penetrating her soul made Marybelle's mouth ooze with crystal saliva.

Going deeper and deeper, the warmth of the completely unexplored subspace wrapped around the brave tongue, crowded and slippery with wet liquid, similar to the clear tea with a faint scent of osmanthus. Every sip was so satisfying. Xiao Renwu sucked harder, and then he felt the surging "torrent" deep inside like a dam bursting.

"Fuck!!"

There was no time to retreat. In order to ensure that the mattress downstream would not be occupied by Marybelle, Xiao Renwu could only sacrifice himself to block the gap. Although the amount of the girl had exceeded the maximum limit, as the emperor of the empire, he had to go at this time!

"Oh my god, it's really... really... too embarrassing. Ha. Ha..."

The instigator, Marybelle, was as soft as a puddle of water. Her plump thighs that had just been tightly clamped around Xiao Renwu loosened and collapsed on both sides, revealing the beautiful scenery to Xiao Renwu without any defense.

The girl breathed in the sweet-scented air with big gulps, and her dazed eyes became firm again. She asked Xiao Renwu:

"If you do this, aren't you afraid that the people from other countries you've gathered will oppose you? They can easily climb to the top and then, through manipulation, usurp the throne. By then, your position as emperor will be sidelined. And if you use killing, the people will only oppose you!"

Although her eyes were filled with love, Marybelle was like a majestic and righteous orator, as if she could suppress the cruel feudal monarch Xiao Renwu with her words as sharp as swords.

However, the reality has always been that the weapon of criticism cannot replace the criticism of weapons. Obviously, Xiao Renwu's weapon is harder and stronger.

When the Titan-class battleship stained with the blood of three girls was pressed against the entrance of the subspace channel, even Marybelle, who had supreme control over the subspace, could not help but feel a surge in her throat, and looked up at Xiao Renwu with fear of the unknown things she had never experienced before.

The girl admitted that she was really scared.

Chapter 548: Three Goats Bring Good Luck, Part 2

"Cleanup mission complete, Colonel Lin Mingmei can disconnect now."

The exclusive VF22 with a light green and light yellow paint job transformed into MS form and stood in the smoke-filled jungle. The white smoke that engulfed the enemy had dissipated, revealing the EU resistance members and their vehicles lying on the ground. Judging from their condition, they were all paralyzed.

VF22 raised her head and looked towards the sky, where red and green signal lights were flashing. It was the large drone that provided assistance to them after they set out. Then VF22's eye monitors, which looked like sunglasses, flashed a few times, and a laser communication that was invisible to the naked eye was fired at the drone in the sky.

Because the high concentration of Minovsky particles circulating around the Green Zone in Paris would interfere with communications, even the VF19 piloted by Monica, a friendly force, could only use the old-fashioned laser communication method to contact friendly forces. This was mainly because Monica did not use the remote-controlled drone combat method commonly used by the Imperial Army. Naturally, flying a fighter jet physically to perform missions would be affected.

However, in the Imperial Army's comprehensive combat system, these were minor issues. A moment later, Lin Mingmei, who was providing support at the rear base, sent a reply:

"Received. The link will be disconnected three minutes after the message arrives. Please pay attention to the time."

The information was also synchronized on the battle zone data link. The GN Fangs that were roaming in the battle zone and annihilating the KMF that had survived by chance were flying towards VF19's position, dragging GN particles as brilliant as stardust.

"Your Highness, are you just going to leave these people alone?"

Salia, who was sitting in the weapons operator's seat, operated the panel to open the GN bomb bay to recover the GN Fang that flew back autonomously. At the same time, she took the time to ask Monica in the front seat. The girl was not worried about whether these people would freeze to death in this cold night out of kindness, but was worried about whether this would delay Xiao Renwu's plan.

By analyzing Xiao Renwu's personality model, Salia will find that this person is a very awkward guy. With his power, he can say that the whole world belongs to him and he can kill anyone he wants, but he has certain principles.

As for the Norma, after communicating with her companions who went to live in the mainland of the empire, Salia learned a lot and believed that Xiao Renwu could never be called a tyrant. There were many people who were at the bottom of the society and had no security on their original planet. After immigrating to the empire, although they did not become rich, at least the most basic problem of food and clothing had been solved. This was already ahead of many regimes. The Normas did not feel discriminated against in the mainland of the empire. Just for this point, Salia agreed with Xiao Renwu.

Therefore, with her vision greatly broadened and no longer limited to personal development, Salia especially wanted to make progress. She had regarded the rebels lying on the ground as the property of the empire, which was the best military achievement for her promotion. In the imperial army's military merit system, living prisoners were much more valuable than dead ones.

"Someone will come and clean it up. Look, they're already here. They were quick enough to avoid any delays. They deserve a commendation."

Compared to military achievements, Monica wanted to go back quickly. It was almost dawn, and she might only be able to eat leftovers from others. You know, the emperor's ammunition depot was not unlimited.

The VF19 standing on the ground jumped immediately after the convoy transporting prisoners arrived. The thermonuclear jet engines on its legs started up, and the monster-like powerful thrust made the fighter take off from the ground and return to the airport as fast as an arrow, leaving an extremely clear trace in the sky where the sun was about to rise and the dawn had not yet arrived.

In the former Governor's office, anxious gasps and groans, the collision of flesh and the swaying of bed legs were heard continuously.

"Tyrant, huh?!"

He thrust his waist forward, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against Maribel's secret garden. With such a strong impact, nectar overflowed, and a lot of it splashed onto the faces of Audrin and Leila who were lying next to him, and their reactions were different.

Audrin, who had become Xiao Renwu's slave to desire, was like a pilgrim. The juice that fell was the nectar given by God. The girl stretched out her tongue to catch it and then swallowed it into her stomach. A lot of it fell on Marybelle and Xiao Renwu, and Audrin would climb up to lick and suck it.

Leila, on the other hand, was disgusted. She shrank back in disgust. If her hands were not still cuffed, and if Xiao Renwu had not given her a rough dredging job in her Peach Blossom Land because of her rude words after waking up, and had left a construction sign (bright red handprint), Leila would have wanted to get up and kick Xiao Renwu for causing her severe pain and cramps. But seeing that he had spared his men, Leila could only huddle on Marybelle's left side like a bullied little wife, with Xiao Renwu kneading her towering flesh balls from time to time.

"Someone is bound to rebel, right?!"

Another fierce impact, Marybelle's originally flat belly without a trace of fat bulged high. As Xiao Renwu's waist hit harder, the subspace channel shrank and tightened, and more juice with a faint sweet-scented osmanthus scent filled the bed full of bodies.

“Ahhhh, uh ...

Under Xiao Renwu's repeated attacks, Marybelle shook her head, her palms clenched on the white bed sheet, and increasingly hot and fierce breaths escaped from her moist lips. Tears flowed from her eyes, slid across her rosy cheeks, and dripped into the ravine formed by her round breasts.

Even though her slender waist had been straightened to meet Xiao Renwu's impact, her long legs were wrapped around the man's waist like a white python, her feet swaying with the force of her waist, and even the subspace channel was like a tentacle tightly clamping around the advancing Titan-class battleship, forcing it to bring more and more hot and sticky nectar to the real universe, Marybelle's will remained firm. She continued to confront Xiao Renwu with clear and powerful words, but the man was playing tricks on her.

"Dog Emperor! Uh-huh, wuu ...

Marybelle screamed loudly, and then Xiao Renwu rammed into her hard, interrupting her, causing the girl to moan louder than her curses. The crisp sound of the flesh colliding made the bed shake wildly with the rhythm of the closely integrated group sex, and the bed legs were under pressure that it shouldn't have at its age.

"Ohhh! It feels like that again! Catch it well, Your Highness, the Princess of Britain!!"

The signal from the Titan-class battleship command center passed through the tail vertebrae and went straight to the brain like an electric shock. The numb feeling made Xiao Renwu hum softly. He placed his hands on the towering snow-capped peaks of Audrin and Leila, like an MS pilot holding the joystick. As his palms moved, the smooth and soft yet elastic flesh turned into the shape Xiao Renwu wanted, and he began the final sprint.

"No... No... Absolutely not!" Marybelle was so panicked that she didn't even look like the girl who had dared to confront Xiao Renwu earlier. She had become a pitiful girl worried about raising her child. She kept begging, "Good Emperor! No, dear brother, please, please, don't fire!"

Marybelle's voice was clear and pleasant, and her begging sounded even more tender. However, the girl did not realize that weakness would only make people feel easy to bully. Just like now, Xiao Renwu did not pity Marybelle who was crying bitterly. Instead, he thrust his waist harder and harder amid her sobbing moans and pleas, pushing the Titan-class battleship into the narrow flower path again and again.

The flow continued, and her body became hotter and hotter. Marybelle said no, but her legs were clamped tighter and tighter, and her slender legs were pressing Xiao Renwu down hard, wanting to get more love and tears. The best friend and the white moonlight knight lying next to the girl also had rosy faces and rapid breathing under Xiao Renwu's extremely skilled MS driving skills. Leila could still suppress her desire for a large and thick space battleship like the Titan-class battleship, but Audrin was more direct.

Audrin, without caring at all that the secret garden was still leaking milky white and sticky plasma, just lay on Marybelle's flat belly, feeling with her face the outline and strength of the Titan-class battleship that was opening up the subspace channel below, while extending her tongue and aiming it at the junction of Xiao Renwu and Marybelle.

“Ouch, ouch—!”

Feeling a touch completely different from the thick and sturdy battleship, Marybelle screamed even louder than before. She twisted her body and tried to throw the little knight Audrin off, but the girl held her down tightly and used her left hand to grab and knead Marybelle's towering flesh.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the Master's here is so soft, even more comfortable than Audrin's~" Audrin rubbed upwards along the edge of the wet ball. The soft and elastic feel made the girl exclaim cutely, but her main job was to clean and lubricate. She began to lick harder, humming in her mouth: "Woo hu, the taste of osmanthus cake, hehe~"

“I can’t take it anymore, wuwuwu——!”

Marybelle, who was trapped in the two corners, was on the verge of collapse. The subspace channel spasmed, tightened, and compressed to the extreme, and then exploded.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh..."

The girl, who was as wet as a puddle of mud, half-closed her eyes and looked at the ceiling above her head. The strong scent of heather mixed with osmanthus filled the room. Marybelle's mind was blank. After getting Xiao Renwu's promise to pardon the Glinda Knights, she had nothing left to lose.

"Woo woo woo, so many!"

Lying on Marybelle's belly, Audrin buried her head in the secret garden where she had once sworn allegiance to her master. Like a thirsty hamster, she sucked the gushing plasma into her mouth, savoring it carefully before mumbling, "Thank you for the treat~"

Xiao Renwu stood up and walked to Leila, then lay on his side and lifted the girl's left leg, rubbing his waist against her buttocks for a few times. The lubricated Titan-class battleship entered another narrow and tight subspace channel and continued his exploration journey.

An hour later, the sky was bright and the sun was shining on the earth. The citizens who had no idea what happened last night recalled the carnival, stretched their bodies and started today's work.

When Monica, who came back to report on her work, knocked on the door, what came into her eyes was a scene of a naked body lying on the ground with torn clothes and stockings scattered everywhere. The blonde knight seemed not to have seen Leila who was moving up and down on Xiao Renwu. She took off her knight boots like a programmed robot, stepped out with a pair of long legs wrapped in black stockings, which were almost half of her height, then walked to the desk and stared at the empty chair.

A moment later, with Leila's scream and Xiao Renwu's roar, the room returned to silence, and footsteps sounded again. Monica listened, and then suddenly a big hand held her head down and pressed her on the desk with suspicious water stains.

The slender and tight thighs that were lined up together were separated by Xiao Renwu's thigh, and the other thigh was groping around Monica's waist.

"Tear-!"

The 20D thin and transparent black stockings were torn apart by the man, and the extremely wet Titan-class battleship was pressed against the already flooded secret garden.

"Hmm~"

The blonde knight moaned in satisfaction.

Chapter 549: The End of the Road

"Da da da da da da!"

"Boom-boom-"

The machine guns hanging from the bottom of the automatic robots spewed out long tongues of fire. Under the command of the operators in the ECOAS force's front-line command center in the rear, they strafed the resistance forces still resisting in the front. The firepower types equipped with small rocket pods occasionally fired a high-powered rocket at the fortifications. Behind this group of automatic robots, the Cyclops marched in a tactical formation.

In the torrent of metal bullets rained down by the hot, large-caliber anti-personnel machine gun bullets, blood plasma flew everywhere along with fragments of flesh and internal organs. Bright yellow human fat with pink and white tendons hung precariously on the huge wounds. Some were even hit by a rocket and exploded into a cloud of blood.

When these people, or rather the bodies of human beings, who still launched a fearless charge in the face of the steel torrent, fell powerlessly to the ground, the four legs of the automatic soldiers stepped on them, accompanied by the crisp sound of skull collapse and burst of juice, the gray-white brain matter wrapped around the mechanical feet of the automatic soldiers, just like paint, adding an extra touch to this desperate scene representing hell.

"Mr. Franz, are you saying that the virus leak was just an accident?!"

Zhang Han, wearing a full set of protective clothing and looking like a little yellow man from a distance, spoke in a muffled voice, but his anger was like a volcanic eruption, and his anger, which made him want to pull out a gun, could be clearly felt by anyone with a low emotional intelligence, including the guy Zhang Han questioned.

"Good God! I don't know who leaked it!"

His body was so tight that the buttons of his uniform were almost bursting. Franz, who was still in shock, was lying on the ground and shouting in panic. He was really afraid that the people of the Shigra Empire would shoot him.

In fact, Franz didn't know what had happened. When he learned that Leila and the others did not return to the rendezvous point as planned, and that the British and Leila's men who went to pick them up had not returned, this general, who had more experience in escaping than in combat command, immediately ordered his private guards, who were supported by special subsidies and supplies, to run away.

Then when Franz and his men went to the hangar where the KMF was parked, the soldier who went to look for the maintenance personnel to power on the fuselage and load bombs not only did not come back, but a group of crazy people rushed out. Judging from their clothes and equipment, this group of people were the guards and maintenance personnel stationed here.

"What are you bastards doing so late at night?! You don't even salute your superiors?!"

Franz wanted to show his authority as a general and rebuke the disrespectful behavior of the lower-ranking soldiers who were disrespectful to their superiors, but he saw that the soldiers rushing over were in tatters. The ones running in the front not only had hideous expressions, but also had their intestines hanging on the ground and dragging.

At that time, Franz, who was just a civil servant, seemed to see his grandparents who had passed away more than ten years ago. He was so scared that he almost peed his pants and was dragged away by his subordinates.

In the sudden exchange of fire and frantic running, the private guards, who numbered less than thirty people, demonstrated extremely high individual combat skills. They fought and retreated, and except for the first guy who went to find the maintenance personnel and unfortunately died, the rest of them ran to the outskirts of the underground base in one piece. Franz, who had temporarily changed his pants, sighed that the money he had spent over the years was not wasted, and this group of people really kept their word.

But before Franz could be happy for long, the imperial army that came to scout surrounded them. In front of the eight black muzzles of the guns, even the most capable mercenaries had to surrender. Then the group of human-like creatures that chased them were surrounded by the Shigla Imperial Army.

Unfortunately, there is no magical virus in this world that can be transmitted through the air and penetrate armored vehicles, nor are there zombies that can withstand the firepower of the army. This group of resistance soldiers who went crazy for unknown reasons were quickly beaten into a ball of meat paste.

Franz and the others were so frightened by the close experience of the full firepower of eight rounds, but they all pursed their lips and dared not say a word. They wished that their presence could be as low as dust, and it would be best if the battle was over and the Imperial Army would treat them as a fart. After a while, the artillery fire stopped, and the front of the camouflaged rockery at the entrance of the underground base was full of broken limbs and debris, and blood mist was everywhere. The armed reconnaissance team, realizing that biochemical pollution had occurred here, did not leave the sturdy armored vehicles like in the movies, but transmitted this crucial information back to the large force in the rear, asking them to prepare for chemical defense and then release the automatic mechas.

A large military truck that was one hundred meters behind the eight-wheeled convoy opened its huge compartment. The six neatly arranged rows of cyclops inside lit up their one-eyed monitors and entered combat procedures. Then they picked up the weapons beside them and jumped out of the vehicle in unison to support the armed reconnaissance troops.

The automatic mechas were transported here by six general-purpose helicopters with special pods hanging from them. The VF19s on standby at the airport were equipped with reaction bombs. Once the troops in the front could not control the situation, they would be dispatched and transformed into wings of death to burn everything within hundreds of kilometers of that area. Anything related to biological and chemical weapons would not be excessive in terms of extreme measures.

Outside, artillery fire was raging, while Rick and his group were quietly groping their way forward deep into the huge and desolate base. However, there were only three left of the original team of six people, namely Rick, the leader who also worked as a minotaur, Dark, the skinny student victim of the minotaur, and Dana, who walked between them and vowed to devote herself to the cause. The three of them would stop after taking a few steps and would only continue their action after making sure it was safe.

"Woooooooooo~"

Shanna's extremely suppressed sobbing was like a ghost's low singing in the empty base, making people's scalps tingle, fearing that they would encounter their virus-infected companions at the next corner.

Yes, the clever Lieutenant Rick has done something again. The resistance forces retreated to the underground base in Marseille according to the battle plan formulated by Leila and settled down there. Because there were too many things to deal with, neither the monitors left by Leila nor the people arranged by Franz could monitor Rick. The clever Lieutenant planned to look for weapons in this abandoned base of the EU army.

Rick had this idea because he felt humiliated by Leila. Rick had no power, no weapons, otherwise how could a handsome soldier in his thirties be humiliated by a little brat who liked to dress in a dress uniform?!

It's no big secret that the EU military headquarters has a large amount of supplies and weapons and equipment stored in the underground fortress, otherwise how would Agent Smith get them?

Although the EU is finished, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. There are weapons, equipment and supplies under the Paris Fortress for Fultzlang and others to squander. Rick thinks that the Marseille Fortress must also store weapons, and it may be a very powerful setting like a decisive battle weapon.

Then, Rick really found a sealed room deep in the base. He pretended not to see the huge skull on it. As we all know, any place that looks dangerous is very easy for non-professionals to enter. Then came a big wave.

Chapter 550: The Euphemia Planet Incident Ends

Faced with the Holy Britannia Empire's lead in both weaponry and size, the EU, which is internally in disarray and has numerous aristocratic factions with different demands, will only be beaten by it. Although the situation within Britain is not much better, it is still much better than the EU's bulk alliance.

Unable to win on the frontal battlefield, the EU's top brass began to think of crooked ideas. In addition to creating all kinds of strange special KMFs to maintain the front line, chemical weapons, which have a wide diffusion range and high lethality, came into the top brass' sight.

Therefore, using a variant of the rabies virus to develop a powerful and controllable biological weapon became the decisive weapon for the EU top leaders to secure victory. However, despite investing so many resources and time, the weapon was successful but completely uncontrollable.

The infected were like mad dogs, attacking any living thing that wandered in front of them, without distinguishing between friend and foe. This made the EU's top leaders feel uneasy, after all, no one liked weapons that turned around and attacked their own.

However, continuing the research would require a huge amount of funds. The senior officials who originally supported this plan did not hold a majority of seats in Parliament. In addition, with the British Empire's gradual advancement, the front line needed a KMF with better performance rather than uncontrollable biological and chemical weapons that could not distinguish between friend and foe. Under the order of the highest level, the scientific researchers of the project team were disbanded, some officers in charge of the project were imprisoned, the experimental products were destroyed, and the live virus samples were sealed in the Marseille Fortress, waiting to be released when the British Empire attacked.

The idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

The EU army collapsed at the first blow of Britain's more advanced KMF. Due to the chaos during the war and the loss of archives, not many people knew about the existence of this thing. General Franz knew a little information, but not complete. He thought it was just that kind of poison gas. The general, who was good at eating, drinking, and having fun, immediately threw the information about it into the officers' entertainment room, a place where anyone with a military rank on their shoulders could enter and exit freely.

Then, in the hands of Rick, who was resentful of being looked down upon and humiliated by Leila, the lieutenant, whose brain was not very smart but whose action was extremely strong, felt that this was the decisive weapon for him to defeat the army of the Higra Empire and become the hero who saved the EU, so he opened Pandora's Box with his friends.

A few passers-by rashly opened the incubator used to store the virus, and were caught off guard and inhaled the virus, causing infection. Then, like zombies, they faced Rick's pistol and launched an attack fearlessly.

Fear wiped out Rick's previous pride, and he began to flee desperately with Dak and Shanna, letting panic drive him forward. Because of Rick's magical operation, the virus began to spread in the base. Soldiers and refugees were pounced on and bitten by the infected without knowing anything about the virus, and then unfortunately became infected and became part of the army of the dead.

After a chaotic run, the three of them looked at the oncoming army of death with ashen faces and could only continue to flee. The lights above their heads flickered due to disrepair and insufficient power supply. Rick ran for his life, his heart beating very fast. He looked back and saw only Dak and Shanna following him.

What impressed Rick was that Dak, who seemed introverted and nerdy, was able to keep up. On the other hand, Shanna, the big-breasted blonde girl, was already panting and sweating profusely. She could only look at Rick with pleading eyes, hoping that this sex buddy who had slept with her a few days ago could help her.

"Forehead……"

But when Rick looked back, he saw that the horde of zombies still chasing the three of them had not decreased at all. Instead, they seemed to have smelled the scent of fear on them and became more and more numerous. The flickering lights made the faces of those infected with the virus even more hideous, making Rick and the other two regret that their parents had not given them more legs.

In this situation, Rick could only give Shanna a look that told her to fend for herself, and then he increased his pace.

Shanna didn't expect Rick to be so cruel and ruthless. She was so angry that she wanted to curse, but when she thought about the air entering her mouth that would make her cough and maybe even fall, she could only shut up with tears in her eyes. She turned her eyes to her ex-boyfriend Dak.

Dak did not disappoint Shanna. He came over like the traditional hardworking man in the imperial propaganda, who devoted all his blood and sweat to his family and was willing to work hard without complaint. He took the woman with him and had no intention of giving up Shanna.

Shanna was deeply moved by his unwavering loyalty. She swore that as long as she could escape, she would marry Dake, and then she would ask for less betrothal gifts!