Commander's Anime Harem

“Don’t… uh… no… I can’t do that anymore, ahh ...

Meiyun's cheeks were so red that they seemed to be bleeding. Her legs were almost bent inwards due to the stimulation. She had no way to stop the surging waves. The excessive stimulation made the girl's brain go blank. She could only lie on the ground and moan louder and louder, twisting her body and smearing the sticky honey on Xiao Renwu's carpet.

Meiyun, who had experienced the climax again, felt weak all over and didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. With her snow-capped breasts rising and falling, she watched Xiao Renwu slowly walk towards her and take off his pants.

Under the light, the Titan-class battleship on the launch pad stood tall with its majestic and sturdy figure. The shadow it cast occupied the entire sight of Meiyun, who had never seen such a huge thing. The strong sense of oppression made her immediately perk up and instinctively move back.

While moving, he stammered, "Wait, this is a bit too hasty, I'm not ready yet...Ah--!"

Meiyun's arm was grabbed by Xiao Renwu as she retreated. With just a slight pull, the powerless girl knelt down beside the legs of the man who had already stood up. She was like a disobedient cat. Under the strong suppression of humans, she had no choice but to submit.

The sturdy Titan-class battleship suddenly broke into Meiyun's soft mouth, and the GN cannon muzzle fiercely fiddled with her lips and tongue.

Meiyun widened her beautiful eyes in astonishment, looking at the black forest. She felt a little uncomfortable with her mouth being stretched so full. This was her second time. Her first kiss was taken away by Xiao Renwu two hours ago, and now the Titan-class battleship had penetrated deeper into her delicate throat. The choking and foreign body sensation were things Meiyun had never experienced or tasted before.

Xiao Renwu didn't wait for Meiyun to adapt, so he started moving his waist.

"Guwu, pull... pull it out... gujiguji. Friendship Association... Nanshou. Guwu."

Tears welled up in Meiyun's eyes as her mouth was pistoned in and out. Every time Xiao Renwu penetrated deeply, he would touch her throat, which was the key to singing a beautiful song and dispelling the influence of mania on the New Unified Army. The girl complained vaguely, and the only thing she could do was to use her palms on Xiao Renwu's thighs to push hard to teach this guy who forced his way into the lady's mouth a lesson.

Unfortunately, the beautiful girl's behavior was more of a temptation than a threat to Xiao Renwu. Instead, it made him narrow his eyes slightly, reach out and touch Meiyun's purple hair with blue highlights that was undulating under him, measure every inch of this petite head with his fingertips, slowly move the back of her head, and then push forward with force.

"Uh, wuwuwu——"

The Titan-class battleship penetrated deeper into the girl's delicate throat, almost squeezing into the narrow esophagus. Meiyun's delicate cheeks felt the soft elasticity of the treetops. She rolled her eyes and let out a slightly painful groan from her nose. More transparent saliva overflowed from the gap between her moist lips and the battleship's hull, dripping down the corners of her mouth.

The silver threads connected into lines gather between the towering snow-capped peaks, and they soak into the smooth skin along the perfect curves created by nature.

"call--"

Xiao Renwu held his face tight and endured the constant surge of passion. Every time the Titan-class battleship scraped against Meiyun's white teeth and soft and delicate oral wall, it touched his soul and tickled his nerves. After enduring for almost half a day, Xiao Renwu chose to release.

When Meiyun's eyes rolled back and she was almost about to faint, Xiao Renwu let out a low roar and poured out all the ammunition stored in the ammunition depot, just to eliminate the demons in the subspace to prevent their evil spirits from coming out to harm the youth of the empire.

The Titan-class battleship, having completed its mission, retreated from the webway. During the final stage of its escape, the ferocious GN cannon muzzle still flung the remaining GN particles that had not been fired onto the face of the Lord of Subspace Control, allowing the particles to explode on her cheeks.

Meiyun went to the bathroom to wash her mouth and face, and put on some makeup. Xiao Renwu, whose desire had not yet been vented, had no choice but to set his second target on Yao Bakaniya, who was already drowsy under the influence of alcohol.

"Woohoo, it's a wonderful night."

She didn't notice what Meiyun and Xiao Renwu were doing. She was still immersed in the wonderful world of music. There was no room for anything else in her blue eyes. She looked at the halo of light reflected on the ceiling by the crystal chandelier, thinking about the melody in her heart.

It was just that Xiao Renwu's sudden approach and touch on her cheek made her brain a little slow to reveal a rather cute expression, and she also uttered the puzzled question: "Huh?"

She couldn't understand why Xiao Renwu wanted to get so close to her. The feeling of his hot breath on her face raised her body temperature by several degrees. Her remaining rationality told her to get away from Xiao Renwu as soon as possible, but Runi couldn't move at all. She could only turn her head to the other side to avoid him.

But after just a slight flick, she had to look into Xiao Renwu's eyes again. This time she had no way to avoid it, and the man kissed her directly.

"Hmm~"

It was like adding fuel to the fire, and she began to struggle. The reason was that Xiao Renwu not only kissed her, but also reached his hand into her dress and pressed it unscrupulously on her soft flesh, kneading it and sticking his tongue in.

"Get out...get out..."

Tears welled up in the drunk Yao's blue eyes. She stretched out her arms to push Xiao Renwu away, but her resistance was powerless. Instead, she leaned forward and fell into the man's arms, causing Xiao Renwu to press down on her and press the dazed Yao onto the sofa.

Because it was a single sofa, Yaodi's legs were hanging over the edge, and after Xiao Renwu pressed on her, she could not move at all. She could only let the man's wetness come. It was like a Titan-class battleship that had just cleaned its hull in the shower and was pressing against her secret garden covered by the torn black chocolate-like deep and silky stockings. The light blue lace fabric moved aside, and the ferocious muzzle was against Doukou.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

The breath she was about to exhale had the fragrance of orchids. Her mind was still fuzzy, but she only felt that something important was about to leave her, so she asked Xiao Renwu who was pressing on her.

Seeing that this girl, who was more mature and sexy than the others in the group, was inexplicably cute in this state, Xiao Renwu's answer was to penetrate her fiercely. He grabbed the ankles of the girl's slender legs and spread the hidden secret garden to the maximum in front of his eyes. The Titan-class battleship pressed against the cardamom in the garden, and with force on his waist, he slowly advanced into the tight flower stem.

“Mmmmm…Ahh…it hurts!”

The intense pain made Yao let out a sharp cry instinctively. The arms that were originally pushing Xiao Renwu immediately changed to hugging his neck. The two of them pressed tightly together, and the tall and soft flesh balls were crushed into a soft rice cake by the solid pectoral muscles.

With his waist thrust forward, Xiao Renwu looked at Yao's face carefully.

To be fair, Yao is a little-known character in the plot. The position of lead singer is replaced by Meiyun. Yao is the captain in name, but her popularity and fame are far less than Yao Bakanniya. In fact, she is a very beautiful girl. Her face is full of confidence and a gentle smile. She looks even more beautiful with red hair that looks like melted copper. Her regular and soft facial features are all in the right position. Her beautiful blue eyes are full of pain, fear, but more of confusion and joy.

What's even more amazing is that the carcass is more mature and fleshy. Every time it falls down, it stirs up waves of flesh that make people dizzy and reluctant to look away. One wave follows another until it is blocked by the towering and straight snow-capped peaks. The kinetic energy makes the soft and elastic flesh balls fly up and down.

The evening dress had already been piled up like a rag between her slender waist. At this moment, the girl was like a doll, allowing Xiao Renwu to pick her up and place her next to Makina and Lena who were pressed together. The captain of the tactical team just watched helplessly as the man reached out to touch her team member.

"Tear--"

The expensive dress was easily torn into pieces in Xiao Renwu's hands, and the two young bodies were exposed to the air. However, the man was not satisfied with this. He rushed forward again and hit the girl hard, almost knocking her unconscious. He quickly pulled out his hard warship, walked behind the pink-haired and green-haired girls who were stuck together, fiddled with them a few times with his fingers, and then pressed on them.

The screams of being deprived of the most important thing were replaced by continuous moans, and the skin turned pink under the repetitive impact. The collision of flesh and the overlapping flesh became the only sounds in the room.

Chapter 601: The Gamilas Empire's Plan

An extremely huge, elliptical-shaped crimson planet stands in the silent and vast universe, as if burning with flames that can never be extinguished. Normally, this planet, which is pregnant with huge energy, should be affecting the changes in the surrounding universe all the time, and dragon-like magma will rise from the surface of the planet. However, not only does the crimson planet not have any of the above, even the energy flow in the core of the star is extremely stable, without any signs of violence. This is all because of the super-giant structure that lies across the planet's orbit.

In order to enable their warships to quickly cross distances of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of light years in an instant and reach their destinations, the ancient Aquarius civilization installed energy devices inside the planets they selected. They maintained the giant structures across the planets' orbits through the centrifugal force generated by rapid rotation, and rationally allocated the energy of the planets' cores to provide an inexhaustible supply of energy for the subspace (hyperspace) system.

The ancient civilization built a hyperspace highway leading to this galaxy. Its successor, the Iskandar civilization, transferred authority to the Gamilas Empire. The crimson planet named Barron is the closest and most important hyperspace jump node to the Milky Way in the Large Magellanic Cloud. At this time, a large number of fleets have gathered here. Judging from the hull paint, emblems, and appearance, they are the fleets of the Gamilas Empire's Galactic Front, with a number of tens of thousands. Although they are as small as ants in front of the brown dwarf star Barron, ants gathered in groups are still extremely conspicuous in this universe.

On the flanks of the Galactic Front fleet that swarmed like locusts, the ships were all of the same type as the Galactic Front, but their hulls were painted in the dark blue that symbolized the noble bloodline of the Gamilas people in the galaxy. From the fact that friendly ships would rather take a detour than approach, and that ships from other fleets gathered for supplies, but this fleet did not follow and instead stayed aside, it was clear that this fleet belonged to the Presidential Guard, which was hated by everyone in the Gamilas Empire.

The fleet gathered at the star gate has reached more than 20,000 ships. Although many of them are destroyers and cruisers, the fact that the main battleships of the Gamilas Empire are positron cannons shows that they should not be underestimated. It is even said that even the Imperial Army, which is extremely important and has only a few large aircraft carriers, the Gamilas Geperon-class multi-layer aircraft carriers have been dispatched here.

It was all thanks to Valkai Schutz that the Eternal President Albert Disla gave up expansion in other directions and dispatched the main fleet to the Milky Way, which was considered a remote star region and a pure countryside in the eyes of most people in the empire.

The story begins when they escaped back to the Gamilas Empire.

Ever since Valkai Schutz and other remnants of the Pluto base fled back to the Gamilas Empire in their wrecked heavy cruisers, the news brought back by these second-class citizens who were about to be declared missing by the Ministry of Defense was like peeing on the diving board of a swimming pool. Even the aristocratic gentlemen who planned to list these people as missing so that they could eat up their families and property had to put away their knives and forks under the pressure of the president and pretend to be good children and listen obediently, because they were indeed staying in a big swimming pool called the Gamilas Empire.

Valke did not brag too much about the Higra Empire, but slightly embellished what Xiao Renwu told him. For example, the total number of the Higra Empire's fleet was not as large as that of Gamilas. Although their warships were large, in fact, the largest one was only one. The Gamilas Empire still had an absolute numerical advantage.

Although the territory of the Higla people is vast and there are many Gaia planets where people can live comfortably, there are only so many planets that can produce minerals, so they mainly rely on collecting minerals from all over the galaxy to maintain industrial operations. They also rule with high pressure, and those who min are all losers in political struggles. The Gamilas Empire can take advantage of this.

The population of the Higla people is less than 30 billion, and their war potential is no match for the Gamilas Empire, which has dozens of colonized planets.

The tip of the iceberg of the Higla Empire was presented to the emperor in a report that was appropriately exaggerated by Valkai Shuz. He made a "rational" analysis of Gamilas's advantages and praised them highly, but Valkai did not mention the advantages of the Higla people at all and even slightly belittled them.

But even this freshly released report shocked the empire's top brass. It had been many years since the Gamilas Empire encountered such a powerful opponent in its cosmic conquest. Albert Disla immediately thought, "Fuck! I have to sit up and fight him!"

Of course, compared to the Higla people, who are his rivals, Disla cares more about the Higla people's planet. He has taken a fancy to this place and wants to take it over to see if he can let the Gamilas people survive. If so, this man who carries the entire nation and empire feels that he can let most of the Higla people go and incorporate them into the future Gamilas Empire that will unify the entire universe. If not, then he will destroy all the people there like he did to the Earth, and conduct experimental transformation on the planet's environment. Who told you to interfere with the transformation of the Earth?

As for the Higra Empire being too powerful for Gamilas to defeat, Albert Disla had a final, hidden backup: he would personally go to the Higra Empire, kneel at the emperor's feet, and beg for forgiveness. (Albert Disla was willing to kneel before the Bora Federation for the sake of Galman Star. He was truly a true man.)

Since the battle has not even started yet, Albert Disla naturally does not need to condescend. At this time, he would rather trust the fleet in his hands.

"Gentlemen, then choose to send troops and incorporate Higla into the empire's territory."

Elegantly shaking the blood-red wine in the crystal glass, the rich aroma was captivating. The ever-calm and unperturbed Eternal President Albert Disla gave his orders without waiting for other senior officials to talk or discuss.

The conference room fell silent. It was the first time that Albert Disla, who was called the president but was actually the emperor, gave a direct order that could not be disobeyed.

"Mr. President, but..."

Wilt Taran, the Minister of Defense and Minister of Munitions, a minister with a small moustache, looked embarrassed.

"Any further questions, Minister Taran?"

Albert Disla's gaze moved over. He supported his chin with one hand and looked lazy, but in the eyes of the marked Wilt, it was like facing a hungry large carnivore, and his body instinctively was sending out crazy warnings.

“There’s just a huge funding gap.”

Cold sweat broke out on Welt's forehead, knowing that if he said the wrong thing, the Taran family might be shattered by the furious Great President. But when he thought of the mountains of requests for material allocations from the Ministry of Ordnance and the even more powerful requests for financial appropriations from the Ministry of Defense, Welt Taran could only bite the bullet and voice his concerns and requests: "The Empire has made great achievements in military construction, but the ever-increasing material consumption and financial resources have completely consumed the funds allocated by the Great President. Now they are going to mobilize troops against the Higla Empire. I really have no other choice. I only hope that the Vice President can help."

Albert Disla's gaze shifted to the only bald head, the Vice President in charge of administration, Redolph Sith. "Is that so? Redolph? How big is our funding gap?"

"Your Excellency, the military is facing funding and material problems, not only for us, but also for many of our colonies. Many of the planets we have conquered are still in a very primitive stage. We can only mine the materials needed by the empire by providing them with the tools. Paying the taxes is already very tight."

The pressure was passed on to the next empire by his colleagues, and Redolph Sith could only cry poor. He had reason to cry. Albert Disla expanded like crazy. It was really cool at the beginning. The conquered planets could produce a lot of mineral resources and slaves, and he could make a lot of money by transporting them back. But as more and more planets were conquered, the empire gradually became unable to make ends meet. The soldiers on the front line needed more weapons and equipment, and they had to receive pensions after their deaths. The colonies needed to be built, and some planets didn't even have roads, and they still had to be repaired. This was another huge amount of money, not to mention corruption. If you don't take it, I don't take it, so what will Commissioner Smith take?

Don’t think that aliens are not corrupt. As long as human nature exists, corruption will always be a part of human civilization.

"Then levy taxes! Holographic projection tax, rainwater tax, air tax. Even drug trafficking and rebels have to pay taxes to me first!"

Faced with financial difficulties, Albert Disla thought of levying taxes. There was no other way. As the vice president said, it takes time to convert colonies into capital supplies, and what Gamilas lacks most at the moment is time. The mother planet may explode at any time. The only thing the president can think of is to impose more taxes and collect more taxes to maintain the empire's fleet.

In order to ensure the survival of the species, Disla chose to make the people suffer and take the blame. Then he personally announced that he would send troops to Shigla.

Valkai was almost demoted due to the obstruction of the pure-blood nobles, but considering that even if he had no merit, he had worked hard and brought back so much important intelligence, he was sent to the colony to serve as the commander of the garrison fleet. His fellow sufferers also followed him, which just fits Xiao Renwu's judgment of the nature of the Gamilas people.

A year after the fall of the Pluto base, the Gamilas Empire assembled its army on Barron in order to test the Higla Empire. An advance reconnaissance fleet crossed the star gate, activated the Warp engine and jumped to the edge of the Milky Way. Considering that the Higla people like to deploy a large number of radar stations, they chose to sneak in slowly instead of jumping into the solar system in one step.

At this time, Xiao Renwu had just pulled the Titan-class battleship out of Yao's body. The girl, who wanted to cry but had no tears, could only watch the man pick her up. The battleship that tortured her to death once again rushed into the narrow subspace channel.

Chapter 602: The Gamilas Empire is about to collapse

On the star Barron, at the entrance of the hyperspace channel, the fleet of the Gamilas Empire has been continuously rushing in from other star regions of the empire. The number of ships has increased from more than 10,000 to more than 30,000, and the leader is none other than the veteran who has shone brightly in the Imperial Unification War and the War of Conquest, the fleet commander-in-chief General Gal Dez.

Logically speaking, with intelligence about Valkai, knowledge of some domestic routes and the location of the Higla Empire's home planet, which had also been confirmed by the Mizera Intelligence Department, and with the full support of the president who had madly squeezed the people's money, and almost unlimited supplies, Gal Dizzi, who had never fought such a rich war, should have directly led the fleet to the Higla Empire's home planet at lightning speed, forcing Xiao Renwu to surrender, but there was a small problem.

The advance fleet responsible for close reconnaissance of the Milky Way discovered a large number of unmanned radar stations in operation. It can be said that if these electronic devices are not cleared out, large-scale fleet operations will definitely not be concealed from the Hiigara Empire, and they must jump to the solar system where the space battleship Yamato is located in order to march into the Hiigara Empire's home planet.

The current solar system is no longer a place that can be dealt with by just some second-rate people sent by Gamilas. In addition to spreading a large number of unmanned radar stations and repairing the Gamilas Pluto base, Bakilulu has also built spaceports and docks on Mars and the Moon that can repair and overhaul ships. The advantage of more than 10,000 main battleships and the ability to supply nearby has basically made Gal Dize's plan to relieve domestic pressure and launch a lightning raid bankrupt.

Without removing the nail that hindered their journey to the solar system, they would be unable to move forward. There was no way to replicate the situation where the heavy cruiser had luckily entered the system by mistake. Thinking that the Pluto base in the solar system was built by their own people, but now it had become an obstacle to the empire, and that he had only been on Barron for one day when the entire family of an imperial citizen was thrown into a decompression chamber by the ruthless tax bureau, Gal Ditz angrily hammered the armrest of the captain's seat, but it was so hard that it hurt his hand.

"Bam—"

"hiss--!!!"

The general, who had a scar on his left cheek that extended down to his chin, now had a very red face. The hard armrest shattered the anger brewing in the heart of the middle-aged general, forcing him to gasp and pretend that he was not in pain.

Fortunately, during wartime, there was a blackout, so the bridge was largely dark except for the communications officers sitting in front of their computers. However, Gal Diez knew his subordinates were trying hard to suppress their laughter, so he could only awkwardly redirect their attention: "When was the last time the advance fleet communicated with us?"

"Tsk—General, the advance fleet last communicated with the fleet ten minutes ago. The news is that they have cleared some unmanned radar stations on the edge of the galaxy and have not been discovered by the enemy. They are continuing to advance towards the Pluto base."

The signalman's face was almost flushed. He tried hard to recall the mortgage that had not yet been paid off. He also needed to save up some money to buy the female slave he liked. For the sake of his own future and happiness, he could only force himself to suppress his surging emotions and report seriously.

"Ten minutes?"

Gal Diz forgot about his pain and looked at the holographic projection of the star map projected in the middle of the CIC. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He could only attribute it to the fact that he had been too anxious recently and had not slept well.

"If the reconnaissance fleet doesn't transmit for more than half an hour, order the fleet to prepare for battle and dispatch other reconnaissance fleets to disperse and conduct force reconnaissance to gather intelligence for the headquarters."

Out of caution, Gal Daz still issued the combat order.

"Yes! General, do we need to inform the Royal Guard?"

The adjutant stretched out his arm toward Gal Dizzi, raised his palm, and saluted with the Gamilas military salute at a right angle of 90 degrees. Then he asked his immediate superior in a low voice.

The dark blue-painted Gamilas Empire warships were directly under the command of the Grand President's Guards, who were also the most notorious group of guys in the Gamilas Empire. That was why the adjutant asked whether to inform the Guards. After all, the misfortune of these hateful beasts would make most people celebrate.

Thinking of the uninvited fleet of the Royal Guards, Gal Diz felt his head hurt even more. There was no medicine to treat it. The arrival of the Royal Guards was simply adding to the trouble. He had no way to command them, and who knew what would happen on the battlefield.

As the name suggests, the Presidential Guard is the guard that protects the president, but in fact their definition within the Gamilas Empire is to suppress anyone who opposes the president. As long as you oppose the president, no matter if you are an aristocrat, a high-ranking official, a tycoon, or just a commoner who complains about the president after drinking, you are the target of their liquidation, and they also have the power to execute first and report later. They are simply the Galaxy's Jinyi Guards.

After unifying the entire empire, in order to consolidate his rule and concentrate on finding a suitable home for the entire population, Albert Disla established a personal guard that was responsible for multiple duties including bomb suppression, national security, and secret police. The main personnel were his confidant Haidom Kimre, whom he trusted very much and had no ambitions. The soldiers of the personal guard were specially prepared clones, guaranteed to be absolutely loyal, and would kill anyone they were told to kill, even if they were relatives of the president, they would definitely shoot them under orders.

It is because of the President's habit of letting the Guards kill anyone they want, that the Guards have indeed carried it out perfectly. Just like the current taxation, anyone who does not pay is a villain and a non-citizen. Six sticks per second is considered mercy. The whole family of those who resist taxes will be dragged into space and thrown into a decompression chamber. They will come in to collect the bodies ten minutes later. This is the characteristic of the Guards.

This group of people was like the Military Control Commission under the bald man. They only targeted their own people, causing great disgust within the empire towards them.

"Just let them know. Don't let them interfere with our operations. I'm going to get some sleep first. Wake me up as soon as anything happens."

After much thought, Gal Diz felt that he must not offend these mad dogs of the Royal Guard, lest the sinister guy Haidom slander him in front of the President and make things difficult for him, the old man, so he quickly asked his adjutant to do it.

Gal Diez is equivalent to 55 years old in human terms. He is a bit old and is not afraid of Haidom, a newcomer, but the Diez family still has young people who want to join the army, so there is no need to offend the confidants around the president.

"Yes! Your Majesty General."

The adjutant responded, and he also took a blanket from the side to cover the general.

At this time, the advance reconnaissance fleet encountered an unforeseen problem. Right in front of them, a golden spaceship was approaching under the escort of countless Higla Empire warships that had removed their optical camouflage, and their communication equipment was no longer able to contact the rear.

Chapter 603: Thought Seal

“It’s all over now!!!”

The Gamilas Empire reconnaissance fleet was composed of three standard destroyers that had been modified with electronic equipment. The sensors and sensitive detection equipment all over the ship did not respond at all, but the enemy suddenly appeared in front of them. Moreover, just when they were sure they were safe, more than a dozen fighter jets appeared behind them and removed their optical camouflage to surround them. Their retreat was completely blocked, and there were enemies several times their number in front of them. The blue-skinned people in the reconnaissance fleet suddenly panicked.

The blue-skinned people just bullied the indigenous people who had not yet entered the era of hot weapons. In the battle with the earthlings, they retreated in embarrassment after their ships were destroyed by positron cannons for the first time, even though the energy of the earthlings' warships could only fire one shot. It was enough to show that the blue-skinned people had not encountered a truly equal opponent. They fought too much in favorable situations and could not even touch the unfavorable ones.

Unable to contact the rear command, the enemy was numerous, and the golden disc-like spaceship flying in the front looked very familiar. Just when the commander of the reconnaissance fleet was troubled by the thoughts of surrendering or fighting to the death, a public communication was interrupted.

"Captain, this is a call from the Higla people. They require our highest commander to answer the call. If we don't, they will open fire and destroy us within five minutes."

The signalman nervously reported the content of the communication to the captain standing in the center, and then did not turn back to the computer, but continued to look at the captain, waiting for his order. The soldiers in other positions were similar, their eyes were all focused on the captain, life or death depended on this.

The captain was also struggling. The Gamilas Empire pursued power politics, where one could die in battle but could not surrender voluntarily. If Valke, the former frontline commander of the Pluto base, had not brought back very important intelligence for the empire, his end would definitely not have been good. Now being exiled to a remote colonial star area was already a kindness of the president to a second-class citizen.

But now there are some situations that the captain has to consider.