Commander's Anime Harem

"Momoka, I like you so much~"

While saying gentle sweet words, Xiao Renwu moved his waist back and then pushed hard towards Taoxiang, almost lifting her off the ground. He blew hot and moist air towards the girl's lustful ears, and his flexible tongue even came close to Taoxiang's ear hole, which she carefully cleaned every day, and drilled into it.

"Woooooooooo~"

Taoxiang couldn't utter a complete sentence and could only respond with a weeping moan. Her cheeks were licked and her towering breasts fell into the hands of the mischievous man.

After confirming her identity, Xiao Renwu released his hand that was holding the girl, and instead passed through her armpits. In a few seconds, he tore the cloth on Taoxiang's chest into pieces. He followed the edge of the round and moist flesh, just like rowing a boat inward, squeezing and kneading it, and suddenly let go. The incredibly elastic flesh ball would bounce a few times and then return to its original shape.

No, to be precise, the area below the bud returned to its original state. The bud, like a cold plum blossom in the snow, proudly bloomed between the man's fingers, and was rubbed and squeezed by him at will. The electric-like numbness made the girl indulge in Xiao Renwu's broad and solid chest. Perhaps to vent the fear of being kidnapped by the bad guys and the joy of confirming her identity, the girl almost madly responded to his impact, and the sound of flesh collision spread throughout the utility room.

Of course, for Taoxiang, none of these could compare to what was surging up from below her body. She was filled and pulled out again and again. Before the emptiness came, the magnificent and huge battleship entered again, ravaging the subspace while fiercely hitting the place where the girl's life was conceived.

Chapter 562: Maid's Diary (Part 2)

As winter approaches, the extremely rare sunlight penetrates the thick clouds, pouring its warm and gentle sunshine unreservedly on the land that is gradually regaining its vitality. Looking out in the distance, there are farms one after another, and you can almost smell the fragrance of fruit. However, at this time of year, the grapes have probably turned into wine and been sealed in the wine cellar. Now is the time to protect the vines and other crops.

A tireless swarm of drones, operated by new-age farmers, is covering the greenhouses with finished frames with insulation film. There are also civilian models on the ground. The Cyclops, which limits the output and dismantles the equipment, is pruning the excessive branches of the grape vines, creating a new atmosphere that is both technological and down-to-earth.

"They're doing this with government subsidies. To help immigrants adapt quickly to life on Euphemia, farmers who acquire land not only receive free agricultural machinery from the cooperative, but also receive government winter subsidies if they work hard enough."

In the small garden belonging to the Governor's Mansion, Salia was talking to her friends, explaining to them some of the empire's preferential policies for immigration that she had learned about.

As for why we need to popularize science, it all comes from the conversation we had half an hour ago.

Taking advantage of the good weather today, Anqi, who had nothing to do before the wedding, organized a tea party and specially invited Maribel, Audrin, Leila and other girls who had the same fate as her and whose life trajectories were rewritten because of Xiao Renwu's intervention.

"Well, after the war, it's rare to drink black tea produced in Asia~"

The white mist rising from the warm tea obscured Leila's heroic face. The girl, adhering to the elegant posture of a good family education, sipped the black tea from the distant eastern continent. The sweet taste that she had not tasted for a long time made her exclaim in admiration.

"It's really good black tea, but what are those people in the distance doing?"

Responding to her friend, Marybelle narrowed her eyes and gazed off into the distance. The girl looked like a tired orange cat stretching its back after discovering something of interest. Her wide-open eyes were round and adorable, making one want to touch them.

But everyone present was a beauty, and even if Audrin wanted to make a move, she had to consider the impact. For Audrin, enduring it was not a problem at all. At worst, she could take the opportunity to squeeze Marybelle hard when she was sleeping in the same bed with Xiao Renwu at night.

It was still early, and everyone's eyes were looking at the convoy of vehicles that were forming a long queue and moving along the road in the distance. They opened their carriages, and groups of drones took off and flew towards the farmland. This scene made those who had experience in military operations wonder whether the empire was launching another military operation.

"With so many drones, are there still resistance forces?"

Seeing such a large swarm of drones, Maribelle immediately thought of the resistance forces active in Paris and surrounding areas. These people had KMF in their hands and were very likely to pose a threat to the people in the urban area of ​​Paris.

Under Xiao Renwu's training, the already corrupted Marybelle not only disbanded the Glinda Knights and resettled those knights according to their ideas, but also devoted her body and mind to the empire. The first thing she thought of was whether the existence of the suspected rebels would harm the people of the empire. It can be seen that Xiao Renwu worked day and night, and the injection of freedom and democracy was really positive energy.

"Should we leave here first? There's a danger of bombing in the open!"

Leila was even more direct. She planned to run away with her men first. The garden of the Governor's Palace was particularly conspicuous on the landmark. Her previous plan had been to let Gloucester, equipped with artillery equipment, bombard the area to cause panic in the Green Zone government of Paris.

But after joining the Empire, Leila learned that the garden of the Governor's Mansion was a park, and any citizen of the Empire could come in and admire it. The primary and secondary schools in the Green District of Paris even regarded the garden as a must-visit place for spring and autumn outings. It was only during special periods, such as when Xiao Renwu was staying in the Governor's Mansion, that the garden would be closed for security work.

Leila broke out in a cold sweat when she thought about how she had ordered the bombardment of the garden to create chaos. Now she just wanted to maintain the stability of the empire. Only when the society was stable could the people live and work in peace.

Angie was about to call the security team, but fortunately Sally stepped forward in time and told the extremely nervous people: "Wait, that's for farming, don't be nervous!"

So, there was Saria’s science popularization time.

"Oh, so it's about protecting the grape fields in winter!" The girls who had just had a false alarm continued their tea party. There wasn't much leisure time like this. Xiao Renwu had said that even if they entered the royal family, they still had to contribute to the entire empire, whether it was to join the army or politics, or to become individual business owners, do their favorite careers, and contribute to the empire's tax revenue. In short, they had to do things.

So, you must enjoy it now!

While Taoxiang and Toto's owners were enjoying their afternoon leisure time, Xiao Renwu covered Toto's mouth again, but this time it was not in the carefully prepared utility room, but in the corridor where someone might come in at any time.

"Woooooooooo~"

The girl let out an unspeakable moan. At this moment, Toto was being held by Xiao Renwu in the same position as Taoxiang, with his big hand covering her small hand and his body weight pressing forward against the window reflecting the beautiful garden outside. The towering flesh was squeezed and deformed. Even though there was clothing separating them, the soft and elastic flesh spread out, still allowing the glass to present a beautiful scenery.

Just like Taoxiang at the beginning, Toto was caught off guard and held hostage. His first reaction was to resist and shout for help. Xiao Renwu then launched another wave of fierce maid elbow strikes and foot stomps. If it weren't for the built-in Kamen Rider system in his body, an ordinary gangster would probably have been beaten to his knees by Taoxiang and Toto, and then dragged to the underground prison by the members of the ECOAS force responsible for security, and made into star slaves!

Xiao Renwu revealed his identity immediately, and then he experienced how a fierce tiger turned into a docile kitten.

"Your Majesty, please be gentler."

Like Taoxiang, Toto had been mentally prepared after Audrin fell into Xiao Renwu's arms. She just didn't expect Xiao Renwu to attack her in such a public place. Although the shame in her heart reached its peak, Toto still turned her back to Xiao Renwu, lifted the long skirt of her maid outfit with both hands, revealing her perky buttocks covered only by a pair of silk panties, her skin a healthy wheat color, her long legs stretched straight, her tight thighs extended down, her straight and slender calves, her small tender feet wrapped in lace socks, and stepping on a pair of black flat leather shoes that were also polished to a shine.

Who could resist such an active temptation?! Who couldn't be tempted?! Xiao Renwu, who had just filled up twice with peach fragrance, had no way of saying no. His Titan-class battleship, its trousers bulging high, stood proudly, its formidable bow eager to reap the unexplored subspace passages.

He covered Toto's soft and moist lips with his left hand, feeling the hot breath she exhaled due to nervousness. He covered the girl's delicate little hand with his right hand, soothing her emotions. He slowly exerted force with his waist and squeezed in at that moment.

With Toto's temporary relaxation, the Titan-class battleship squeezed open the narrow entrance to the subspace channel. The ferocious bow easily tore through the shield, and after scratching the soft tentacles of the defense measures on the channel wall, it squeezed straight into the depths.

"Ah...slow...slow down..."

The pain of having her body almost pierced through made Toto's eyes well up with tears. She opened her moist lips and begged for mercy from the man behind her. The young girl, who had just experienced sex for the first time, could hardly stand. Her legs in her flat shoes could not help but tremble, and she turned in an inward-facing position as she tossed and turned in spasms.

"Toto, relax, you will feel happy soon. Taoxiang is waiting for you in the room~"

While slowing down the pace, he pulled the Titan-class battleship out behind him with his strong waist, and entered the narrow subspace channel again with comforting words. Xiao Renwu stuck to Toto's head, licked the girl's wheat-colored skin with his tongue, and gently bit her elastic and soft cheek with his teeth. He licked her without any hesitation, over and over again, smearing his traces and desires on Toto's cheeks, ears, and slender neck.

"Well, it's so hot, so hot, well..."

The heat in her heart made Toto stretch out her swan-like slender neck, allowing Xiao Renwu's head to squeeze in completely, leaving hot marks on every part of her skin. Her moist lips opened slightly, and she let out a beautiful moan.

The garden in the distance.

"Mmm—it's so hot—"

Amidst the laughter and cheers, Audrin suddenly let out a scream. It turned out that her tongue was burned by the scalding black tea. However, in any case, it was extremely rude behavior in such an occasion. The girl immediately apologized to everyone with an apologetic tone:

"I'm sorry. I don't know why my heart tightened. I'm really sorry for doing this."

Audrin lowered her head, and Marybelle's pitiful appearance immediately made her heart ache. She hurried forward and asked with concern:

"Are you okay, Audrin? Are you feeling unwell?"

After saying that, Marybelle was about to check it out. Family knows family. Audrin is one of the chief knights of the Glinda Knights. Whether it is physical strength or aristocratic etiquette, the girl has never disappointed Marybelle. If she suddenly behaves like this, there must be something wrong.

"No, no!" Although she enjoyed Marybelle's touch, Audrin, aware of the situation, quickly stepped back, avoiding Marybelle's palm and shouting, "I'm fine, I'm in good health. It was just a whim."

"Really? Let me see!"

Marybelle remained unyielding, as she didn't want anything to happen to her own people.

"real!"

Seeing that Marybelle still didn't believe it, Audrin emphasized it again.

And on the other side at this time.

"Mmm—it's so hot—"

Toto lay down with her hands on the wall, her face flushed as she reached out her hand to touch her slightly swollen belly, which was filled with sticky and hot plasma balls. The girl murmured incomprehensible moans, and her raised buttocks pushed towards Xiao Renwu. The hem of her long skirt slid up along the line of her legs and was fixed at her waist. Her two long legs knelt on the ground, and a silver stream formed into a line was dripping down, soaking the carpet under her body.

Chapter 563: Investigating a case requires evidence

On the day when the Higra Empire and the New Unified Government announced their advancement to a comprehensive strategic partnership in the military field, which was also the New Year's Day passed down from Earth, an operation led by the New Unified Army and with intelligence provided by the Higra Empire began.

In the Brichgaman globular cluster, in this galaxy with a diameter of one thousand light years, something not so good is happening for the capitalists on the habitable planets, the planets Ragnar and Al-Hashal.

Amid the roar of thermonuclear jet engines, a fleet of VF171 aircraft broke the tranquility of the industrial park. Employees of interstellar complex enterprises such as Ipsilon and Caius stared in amazement at the planes with the New Unified Army logo on their wings. One after another, they transformed into slender B-forms and landed between high-rise buildings. Mechanical hands held machine guns to guard key nodes and began to implement traffic control.

Just as many company employees were confused and many executives who realized something was wrong were running for their lives, the security guards who were still in a daze saw tanks rushing onto the carefully decorated flower beds in front of the company building, crushing the delicate flowers that the company executives had spent a lot of money to transplant from the earth into mud, and the thick gun barrels were aimed at the magnificent gate. Behind the tanks, countless armed personnel in black urban combat uniforms quickly jumped off the infantry fighting vehicles. They formed a tactical formation and surrounded the entire building.

The young security guard, who had just entered society and could not see the situation clearly, wanted to stop them, but before he could take a step, a soldier who was also wearing black urban combat uniform and a full set of protective gear used the flexible screen in his hand to project an official letter, which clearly read: Arrest warrant issued by the Intelligence and Security Department of the New Unified Army.

The young security guard, upon seeing the stamp and badge clearly, practically retreated trembling. He then quickly crouched in the corner with the veteran security guards, his head in his hands. "Those senior executives in the company, fend for themselves. I'm just a security guard. What's the point of living on 3,000 credits a month?"

"Who are you?! This is the laboratory of the Ipsilon Foundation!"

"No way! Will someone put a gun to your head if you go out to have fun in the red-light district now?!"

"Don't arrest me! Don't arrest me! I swore an oath to the New Unity. I have served the country!"

As the soldiers of the New Unified Army poured in, they arrested people floor by floor according to the list. The building, which had been operating according to the rules and filled with the misery of office workers, suddenly fell into chaos. It felt like the horror of the blue-hatted soldiers in the olden days arresting and shooting people according to the list and carrying out a purge.

Belga Stone, the general manager of the Brixga Globular Cluster of the Ipsilon Consortium, dressed like a Middle Eastern man on Earth, but with a hairstyle that looked like a fringe. The bearded man walked out of the conference room seemingly calmly and closed the door with a little force, isolating himself from the frightened yet inquiring gazes of the partners who came to discuss business with him today.

Unlike his colleagues who pretended to be ignorant while knowing the truth, or who really didn't know what was going on, Belga knew too well the origins of these people. They were agents of the Intelligence and Security Department and the New Unified Government. They were the real lackeys of the court. As long as the central government gave the order, these guys would even dare to arrest and execute the leader of the fleet. Although the New Unified Government was lax, it was based on everyone sitting in a row and eating fruit. As long as it did not threaten the survival of humans and the fleet, they generally would not care, but once they did, the matter would definitely not be small.

The headquarters couldn't even handle the intelligence and security department of the New Unified Army, not to mention that he was just the head of the Ipsilon Group. Although he seemed to be in a high position and had great power, he could actually be easily cut off by the headquarters.

If it was just a secret arrest, Belga would have believed that the headquarters had not given up on him and was still using all kinds of connections to get him back. But now that the important scientific researchers and executives of the branch on the planet Ragnar were arrested in such a high-profile manner, it meant that the headquarters had already cut off their appendix as a dangerous entity. It was estimated that the branch on the planet Al-Hashar would suffer the same fate.

Looking at the soldiers of the Intelligence and Security Department armed with live ammunition, Bell steadied his trembling legs, raised his head, and pretended to be calm and composed. He spoke with the style of a leader:

"What? After cooperating with the Higla Empire, the first thing the new unification does is to become someone else's lackey and liquidate domestic enterprises?!"

"Tsk!"

Hearing Belga's words, the leading captain was very unhappy. "Don't you know what you did?" The captain chose to directly scold him. He strode forward and took out a pair of alloy handcuffs and clicked them. Because the action was not friendly at all, it also pulled Belga, who was dressed like a wealthy Middle Eastern man, and made him stagger: "I am enough to deal with you, a damn traitor!"

The team members around were also ready to fight. Through the intelligence provided by the Higla Empire, the New Unified Army already knew how mania came about. It was all because of the unrepentant dogs and donkeys of the Windermere Kingdom who added technology to the Galaxy Apple, causing the gene fragments affected by FOLD's singing to become highly active somewhere in the body of anyone in the galaxy who had eaten the apple. The Wind Singers produced by the royal family of the Windermere Kingdom then catalyzed it with their special channel singing, and thus the Val Syndrome was born. The infected person would suddenly lose himself and become violent. When the disease occurs, his muscles will swell, his physical ability will increase, his eyes will turn red and he will lose his mind.

It is unknown how many soldiers of the New Unified Army died in the self-mutilation after being infected. When they were mad with heavy weapons, they could only pray that their teammates would kill them as soon as possible to avoid rushing into the city to massacre innocent citizens. Many soldiers who participated in this operation had the experience of killing their companions who they had been with day and night with their own hands. This hatred was suppressed in their hearts under the control of reason. And now, one of the culprits, the Ipsilon Consortium, which sold the Galaxy Apples of the Kingdom of Windermere to all parts of the galaxy, dared to be so arrogant. If it were not for the order from the superiors to capture them alive for trial, I am afraid that Belga would have been torn to pieces.

Investigating a case requires evidence, while counter-terrorism only requires a name. Coincidentally, the intelligence sources and experimental results provided by the Higra Empire all point to the Kingdom of Ypsilon and Windermere. The New Unified Government only needs to do a little research to roughly confirm the authenticity of the intelligence. The evidence is that you guys did it, and the name is just a bunch of traitors!!!

Just when the soldiers were filled with righteous indignation and were about to lose their minds with anger and were about to take action, a series of "wait"s from afar made them temporarily regain their sanity. They just glared at Belga, whose legs were shaking like sieves, with a mocking look on their lips under the mask.

"Wait! Wait! Your Excellency, please wait a moment!"

The coordinator from the fleet government ran over breathlessly. After all, the Ipsilon Group was a giant enterprise as famous as the Caius Group in the star cluster, and was also a major taxpayer. Naturally, the local government had to find a way to mediate.

"Mr. Shi Dong, please don't misunderstand. This is just an investigation. Everything will be fine after the inquiry. Please rest assured, so..."

"Inquiry? Do you need this thing to ask questions?"

Before the coordinator could finish his words, Belga raised his hand and pointed with a sneer at the handcuffs on his hand that shone rose gold in the light.

"This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" The coordinator's words were indeed rather amusing, even though they claimed it was just a routine inquiry after the man was already handcuffed. However, for the sake of the fleet's tax revenue and his own pockets, he quickly turned to the captain with a flattering smile and said, "Sir, please remove the handcuffs from Lord Stone. After all, he is also one of the CEOs of the Ipsilon Consortium and a guest of the mayor... Look..."

Most of those who could become coordinators were capable. He tried his best not to offend both sides, and used the title of fleet leader, that is, the mayor (the fleet usually has a population of one million, and the large cities in the Higra Empire are almost at the mayor level) to try to use this to get Belga out. After all, Belga was trading with the Kingdom of Windermere, and the fleet government was not really blind. The research and development of VF fighter jets, test flights, transportation of materials, parts, weapons and ammunition, each one was bigger than the other. Without the intervention of the invisible big hand, how could the Kingdom of Windermere assemble six squadrons of fifth-generation fighter jets like the SV262?

It is unknown whether Belga is dead or alive, but if he says anything, the fleet government will lose its heads or commit suicide.

"I'm sorry, you, including the person behind you, do not have the authority to order me around."

The captain had seen this method of pressure from the coordinator too many times during his service and missions, and he didn't buy it at all because these people really had no power to command them. On the contrary, he could command the local garrison, which was why he dared to lead his men to attack the consortium's hometown directly.

The seeding plan does have the merit of spreading the population and protecting human civilization, but doing so means the dispersion of power of the central government. Despite FOLD communication and jumps, there are various factions even on a single planet, and even conflicts between the central and local governments. With the Milky Way as the scale and thousands of light years as the unit, it is normal for everyone to do their own thing.

There are various fleets in the distance, and nearby there are independent mercenary companies like SMS that are armed with live ammunition and have advanced fighter jets and warships. The central government is out of reach of them. These fleets are more honest than quails near the earth, but once they leave the solar system, these guys will immediately let themselves go, enjoying the protection and technical support of the earth while becoming self-proclaimed kings. Therefore, there is a secret agency like the Intelligence Security Department that is directly under the central government. This is a formal court lackey, who can act first and report later, and has special military power. Not only can they mobilize any unit of the stationed unified army to assist in the work, but they can also choose to directly kill those who hinder the work.

It is precisely because of its arrogant and brutal behavior that the Intelligence and Security Department is notorious.

"Oh, it seems like you're not that good at being a lackey. You can't even control one of the soldiers."

Belga, who had given up hope, cursed the coordinator as well, spraying venom wantonly, completely disregarding the coordinator's cold face.

"Mr. Stone, please be quiet and wait for the matter to be investigated thoroughly. This matter is not that serious."

The coordinator also tried to save the situation, after all, the director of the Ipsilon Group branch brought a considerable amount of tax revenue to the local fleet government every year.

"Oh, then I have to ask, what's going on? How come I didn't know that a big government could suppress the security of legal and compliant businesses and arbitrarily arrest citizens without any evidence?! Are you colluding with each other and playing secret police politics? I'm going to sue you in the Earth Parliament!"

Belga continued to spray venom. It seemed that the truth had been revealed. If he didn't bite a few powerful people, he might not be able to get through the night.

"You...!!" The coordinator was also furious at this guy's reckless and uncooperative behavior. He simply said, "It seems you won't cry until you see the coffin. I really don't know how serious this matter is. Take care of yourself... No, we won't meet again!"

The coordinator chose to turn around and leave without serving.

The closure of the Ipsilon Group branch and the taking away of key management personnel were just minor matters. The chain reaction was that a fierce battle was breaking out in the space above the planet Windermere Kingdom.

Chapter 564: Counter-terrorism Only Requires Orders

"Damn it! Zao, get out of the way!"

"I'm trying! I'm trying! I'm..."

"Boom! --Zizizizi --"

In the starry sky, the SV262 Dragon of the White Knight Squadron, with its sharp arrow-like shape, quickly shuttled between artillery fire and missiles. While dodging, it continuously launched micro-missiles and lasers to shoot down several missiles that were chasing it. It seemed very cool, but in fact, it was dodging awkwardly under the mad dog-like maneuvers of the drone AIF-9V and the reckless attacks of missiles and heavy quantum beam rifles.

But the human body has its limits. The Kingdom of Windermere has a total of six squadrons of aircraft, and many of the pilots are incompetent. The anglerfish people seem to have excellent physical fitness and the FOLD organ can read the so-called wind (actually the song of the royal wind singer of the Kingdom of Windermere) to enhance their perception, but no matter how strong a person is, he will be at a loss when facing swarms of drones that are not afraid of losses at all.

"It's at our six o'clock position. Damn, there are six of them. Are the Unified Army's drones free???"

"Got it! I'm trying to get rid of it!"

"Unit 17 has fallen!"

"It's firing! Zig-boom-boom-boom-tick ...