Commander's Anime Harem

The captain's eyes swept over every soldier in the bridge, staring at their faces, some panicked, some calm, but all very young. His mind immediately recalled everyone's life story. Signalman Will had just gotten married last month and had shown off his beautiful new wife, a pure-blooded Gamilas, to his colleagues. Weapons Officer Fultz had his third daughter born, and he would show off on his personal forum from time to time. Navigator Philin had just turned 23 this year and was still very young. This operation was her third personal mission.

And the damage control captain and his awesome guys...

Chief Engineer.

Finally, there is the captain himself. Before receiving the combat order, he was accompanying his daughter who was lying in the intensive care unit in the best private hospital in the capital. Five years ago, his wife died on the spot in a serious car accident, and his only daughter lost half of her brain. She survived with the help of Gamilas' medical technology, but she also fell into a deep coma. In this way, she relied on advanced and high-end medical technology to gain a slim hope of recovery. No matter in which world, the medical expenses of any hospital with advanced and high-end words will definitely not be cheap. In order to raise funds for treatment, the captain not only sold his house in the capital, but also transferred from his originally leisurely and comfortable logistics post to the reconnaissance fleet, a front-line cannon fodder that could be killed at any time, just to obtain more wartime mission subsidies.

The captain couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat when he recalled the peaceful and lovely look of his daughter soaking in the medical cabin. He thought that if he died, his daughter would definitely be cut off from the power supply, and might even "voluntarily" donate her body. Countless terrifying futures flashed through his mind, and the iron-tower-like man almost shed tears. Relying on his military willpower, he forced himself to calm his tears and his agitated emotions. There was only one thought left in his mind: to survive.

If he wanted to survive, he naturally couldn't open fire first and anger the Shigla people. The captain decided to wait and see what the Shigla people wanted to say first, maybe there was still room for turning around.

"Address book, connect the enemy's signal to the main screen."

"Weapons officer, I authorize the lifting of weapons restrictions. If the situation becomes unsettled, use the positron cannon to blast them hard."

"Tell everyone to be ready to sacrifice themselves for the empire at any time!"

The signalman was dizzy from the series of orders issued by the captain. He didn't care about his own thoughts. His trained instinct made him quickly pass the orders to everyone, including the other two destroyers.

As for the others, although they were filled with fear of death, the muscle memory acquired from years of military training made them put on space suits, which could increase their chances of survival in outer space after the battleship was destroyed.

The communication was connected, and the picture that appeared made the soldiers of the Gamilas Empire tremble and be stunned. It was not the fear of seeing a certain weapon, nor the excitement of being a soldier and willing to die bravely, but the fanaticism of believers seeing God.

The one who appeared on the destroyer CIC main screen was a true goddess to the Gamilas Empire.

She stood in a mist that seemed to be woven from stardust, her golden hair like a ray of dazzling light that could penetrate the dark universe. Each strand of her silky hair had the texture of liquid amber, and each strand was wrapped in fine starlight.

The most breathtaking thing is not her beauty, but her eyes that are filled with love and compassion for life. Being looked at by her is like returning to the arms of your mother.

"god?!!"

“It really is God!”

Without even needing the captain to issue another order, the weapons officer immediately shut down the weapons system and, along with his colleagues, knelt on one knee before the beautiful goddess, their eyes filled with nothing but enthusiasm. As for the reconnaissance mission? No dog would do that!

The Iskandar civilization has imprinted the thoughts of the Gamilas people in all aspects. The Gamilas people cannot refuse the orders of the Iskandar civilization. In the later part of the plot, Stasha wants to announce the truth about the Gamilas people. Countless pure-blooded Gamilas people tremble and are extremely frightened. They are afraid that the Iskandar civilization, which they regard as gods and creators, will abandon them.

Sasha's appearance, with just one sentence, caused the reconnaissance fleet to voluntarily shut down its weapon and power systems and wait for the Shigra Empire Space Force Marines to take over. Moreover, the blue-skinned people above were willing to do so. They crowded in front of the main screen, just wanting to see the face of Princess Iskandar one more time.

Without losing a single soldier, the Gamilas Empire's reconnaissance fleet became Bakilulu's spoils. She realized that this was an excellent opportunity to incorporate the Gamilas Galaxy Fleet. After discussing with Sasha, she ordered the captain of the reconnaissance fleet, who had become one of her own, to continue to provide the intelligence obtained from the reconnaissance to Gal Dez.

Just when Bakilulu was about to wipe out the Gamilas Empire fleet, on the planet Greena, tens of thousands of light years away, there was a seaside villa belonging to the royal family.

“Ahhhh!”

The pink-haired girl let out a scream, feeling the plasma and pleasure continuously surging into her body. Makina's beautiful eyes rolled up and she fainted.

“It’s so refreshing~”

Xiao Renwu straightened his waist again, and his lower abdomen flattened the girl's perky buttocks to ensure that all the ammunition in this batch was absorbed into Makina's body. It was not until she instinctively twitched a few times and fell asleep that the man let go of the pink hair in his hand with an unsatisfied expression and retreated the Titan-class battleship.

Xiao Renwu naturally knew about what was happening at the front line. He was the one who sent Sasha there. However, the owner couldn't help feeling a little lonely since the puppy had gone away. He looked at the graceful curves of the blurry figure under the bathroom glass. The restless Titan-class battleship urged him to find more prey.

Chapter 604: The Need for Surrender

The fleet assembled on Barron by the Gamilas Empire was unaware that the reconnaissance fleet sent out to gather intelligence and explore the way had defected. Upon receiving the uninformed intelligence from the reconnaissance fleet, the combat staff duly recorded and filed it, then proceeded to distribute the supplies plundered from the various colonies to each warship, striving to fill every ship's warehouse to the brim. Some even piled canned food and individual rations in the toilets, reminiscent of the German submarine crews of World War II. (Note 1)

These are all orders from the President. The Ministry of National Defense took into account that conquering an interstellar empire like the Higla Empire would require a lot of time and energy, so it asked the fleet to double its supplies. In order to break through the defense line of the Higla Empire's space army in one wave, as long as they could land on the opponent's planet, supplies could be looted on the spot. In this way, the contradictions accumulated over years of war could be delayed within the empire.

Of course, the combat staff would not send out only a reconnaissance fleet, but they did not expect that the fleet would be closely monitored upon entering the galaxy. Then, at an appropriate time and place, Sasha would appear to educate them, successfully causing the reconnaissance fleet to rebel and pass on false information.

Only the reconnaissance fleet sent by the Presidential Guard will encounter the special attention of the hunting fleet sent by the Space Army, forcing them to flee to the interior of the Milky Way, which is already filled with high concentrations of Minovsky particles. This makes it impossible for them to contact the mothership stationed on Barron Star, and there is no way to find a way back. With no way to go up to the sky and no way to go down to the earth, they are finally destroyed in the Milky Way.

Sasha is the best weapon to deal with the Gamilas people. Xiao Renwu has a big appetite. He wants to control all the troops of the Gamilas Empire. Except for the fanatical guys of the Royal Guards, the rest of the Gamilas fleet has been regarded as the property of the Shigra Empire.

Xiao Renwu: Uh-huh, it’s all mine!!!

The wives were fighting on the front lines. Apart from not being able to provide their own bodies, Xiao Renwu provided all the help he could.

"Dripping~"

Yao Bacania curled up in the spacious bathtub, as if she was enjoying the luxurious and elegant bathroom all by herself. The hazy gauze woven under the arched dome wrapped around the scent of lavender. The dazzling but not dazzling crystal chandeliers bloomed one after another along the mica stone wall with unique patterns. The warm light reflected the natural texture of the emerald marble into a flowing galaxy. The swan-shaped faucet with its neck raised high, and the tip of its beak made of pure gold and gems was flowing with a crystal clear warm water stream, blowing on the little yellow duck floating on the surface of the bathtub. The trembling ripples shattered the halo reflected on the rose gold mirror ceiling.

But the girl had no time to appreciate the incomparably beautiful bathroom scene. She hugged her knees with her arms, her fingers so tight that her knuckles turned white. Her copper-red short hair stuck to her slender neck under the warm water flow. The round water droplets on the ends of her hair slid across her delicate collarbone and landed on the blushing buds, which made her slender eyelashes tremble a few times.

"What on earth did I do?!"

Her nails were almost digging into her palms as she stared at her reflection in the water and murmured. The banquet, which was originally full of intrigue, had been carefully disguised by Xiao Renwu, so Yao thought that nothing would happen this time. However, when she woke up from the headache caused by drunkenness, she saw Xiao Renwu holding her naked body.

To be precise, the black backless dress had become a piece of rag around her slender waist, fluttering with the rhythm as her bodies collided.

His lips and tongue roamed and kissed her body wantonly, and every part of her skin was left with the scent of Xiao Renwu. If she had been confused at the time, when she woke up, not only her most precious things were gone, but even everything that belonged to her teammates was gone.

Just by turning your head, you can see Makina and Reina stacked on top of each other. The two people who are tightly pressed together are like delicious donuts. The white, sticky syrup is spreading across the secret garden of two colors, and then gathered in one place, wetting the sheets under them, soaking them, leaving a large and extremely conspicuous mark.

Judging from the expressions of the two colleagues who rolled their eyes and stuck out their tongues, they were having a great time before they passed out.

Meiyun's expression could not be seen. She was lying on the table opposite the bed, standing on tiptoe. Every time her long legs trembled, a sticky ball of plasma wrapped in honey would be thrown high into the air, sliding through a complete parabola, and then falling on the expensive handmade Persian carpet under the control of gravity. Whether it was the transparent liquid flowing down her thighs or the burning cardamom, it showed that Xiao Renwu had just finished fighting with Meiyun, and the girl was still immersed in the afterglow of the climax and had not recovered.

Yao wanted to push Xiao Renwu away, she was like a cat with its fur standing on end and in dragon form, trying to repel Xiao Renwu by huffing and paws (verbal rebuke) and waving her claws (sliding with nails). If she hadn't been drunk and in tearing pain, she would have definitely crushed Xiao Renwu's pride with her hard knees. But the tingling numbness and the fire of desire that kept leaping up made the girl twist under the man like a mermaid, enchanting and sexy, which only aroused Xiao Renwu's desire and made him rush forward more violently. Over and over again, Yao's defense collapsed.

When the two bodies collided most violently, even the bed was shaking with the rhythm. The girl's voice had changed from rejection to approval and wanting more. She even took the initiative to wrap her hands around Xiao Renwu's neck, letting his hot breath hit her delicate neck. She wanted him to stick out his tongue to kiss, lick, and possess every inch of her skin. Her long legs turned into seductive white pythons, entangled around the man's waist. The leg muscles that had been trained for a long time as an idol singing and dancing pressed down hard, so that every impact of the Titan-class battleship could hit the outer wall of the place where life was born.

Until the final outpouring of firepower, the violent spasms and twists of the warp channel squeezed out the last ammunition of the Titan-class battleship. The swift and dense plasma balls were all sucked and contained by the walls of the warp channel waving soft tentacles. The master of the warp, Yao Bakaniah, with a flushed face and white mist almost rising from his smooth forehead, sighed with satisfaction.

Although she still didn't want to admit it for a long time, she thought it was the alcohol that night and her bad mood recently, but at that time, Xiao Renwu only needed to walk over and lift her legs to appreciate the girl's visible shame and anger, and her tongue that was stretched out actively.

Now Yao regrets it very much. She regrets coming to the appointment without any precautions, regrets doing such a shameful thing under the influence of alcohol, regrets getting all her companions involved, and even more regrets that after she sobered up, she ran into the bathroom to be sad without proposing any conditions to Xiao Renwu.

"Shh-"

Just when she was about to wonder how to describe her current mood, the bathroom door opened, and in the thick white steam, the strong figure who made her hate him so much walked in.

A strong and perfect body filled with masculine oppression entered his hands and slowly swam towards the corner where Yao was. The originally calm bathtub suddenly became lively, and the ripples stirred up swayed in groups. There were tears in the corners of the girl's eyes. It was this body on the bed that made her say the silver words that she had never said since she was born. Yao picked up the top layer of cut bath salt crystals from the three-layer crystal tray by the pool and threw it over in shame.

The rather heavy crystal hit the man, causing him to pause for a moment, as if he felt pain. But before he could be happy, Xiao Renwu moved again, still pushing forward steadily. The rippling water seemed like a huge mecha that was about to beat up the Kaiju Beast.

"Go away, go away! Don't come over here and bite my teeth!"

She drank tenderly, picked up the second layer of the tray, and threw the champagne wrapped in ice dew over. The girl's graceful body trembled. She hated Xiao Renwu very much, thinking that after tonight was over, he would definitely use their group as a reward for his subordinates, or as a bargaining chip to win over others, and let others play with them. In the New Unified Army, if it were not for Lady M's protection, the idol girls would either become playthings of their agents, or gifts for big companies to entertain guests.

Xiao Renwu slapped the wine bottle into the bathtub, where it hit the mica stone wall and shattered into pieces. The aroma of wine mixed with the scent of lavender filled the rising mist of the bathtub, and the two finally faced each other.

"I won't give in to you!"

With her arms tightly hugging her tall and firm breasts, completely ignoring the wet flesh overflowing from the gap between her arms, the girl with tears in her eyes declared her will fiercely. With her hair dripping with water, she looked like a wet kitten at this moment, protecting herself fiercely but also cutely.

"..."

Xiao Renwu didn't say anything, but with a stern face, he approached the girl step by step until he forced her into a corner. The distance between them was so close that he could smell the faint fragrance on her body and her increasingly rapid breathing.

"you……"

The girl bit her pale lips tightly, her beautiful eyes full of unyielding, but she had no way to escape. Just as she was about to speak, her mouth was blocked: "Mmm - sizzle, mmm."

"Let... let go... I..."

Yao resisted fiercely, using her hands and feet. Her attacks hit Xiao Renwu's body like raindrops, making a bang bang sound. But the man was like the Wall of Sighs. Not only did her attacks have no effect, but his strong arms pressed the girl against the wall. As the defense line shrank, his tongue completely invaded the girl's warm mouth. Yao's resistance became weaker and weaker, and she began to kiss back with tears in her eyes, her desire aroused.

The two tongues kissed fiercely in the air, and Xiao Renwu also lifted his thigh, and the Titan-class battleship pressed against the cardamom in the secret garden, and he used his waist to push deeper again.

"Ah~"

She let out a delicate moan, her eyes still stubborn, but when Xiao Renwu put the delicate ring on the finger that was so important to a girl, she softened. She understood what the man meant, and her slender waist accommodated the huge warship.

The battle continues.

Chapter 605: The Killer

"Soldier, how long has it been since the fleet we sent out for reconnaissance reported back coordinates and intelligence?"

Even Gamilas's classically slim-fitting uniform and cape that showed his military valor could not conceal the feminine temperament of the Presidential Guard Commander Haidom Kimre. He stared intently at the dynamic star map in front of him, which was motionless and like a pool of stagnant water. There were clearly more than 30,000 warships outside, but he always felt uneasy in his heart.

"It's so quiet. How come the patrol fleet deployed by the Higla Empire here seems to have disappeared?"

Although he felt uneasy, Haidom would not act rashly. The Presidential Guard had less than a thousand warships in total. Sending a reconnaissance fleet alone instead of waiting for intelligence sharing from friendly forces was a sign of distrust and a desire to stand out in the military. Gal Ditz did not scold him because they were both direct descendants of the President and internal strife would only split the President's power. Otherwise, if it were any other fleet, he would have scolded them and reported it to the Ministry of National Defense.

"Sir, the first batch of communication fleets sent a message saying that they have arrived in the Pluto region of the solar system, but they have not yet found the main force of the Higla fleet."

The clone soldier with a dull expression didn't know why the commander asked about the situation of the reconnaissance fleet when the reconnaissance fleet reported that everything was normal, but his brain was only imprinted with the idea of ​​obeying orders and working hard like a slave, so he answered truthfully.

"Are you sure there's nothing unusual? Not even the Higla patrol fleet noticed anything?"

Haidom frowned, and uncomfortably opened the collar of his military uniform. His keen senses made him look out the window. Barron was still extremely peaceful. Transport ships kept arriving here, unloading supplies and leaving. Everything was in order and there was no problem. However, the feeling of unease became stronger and stronger, as if an invisible net was covering the fleet and strangling his neck.

"Sir, according to the reconnaissance fleet mission log, there are no abnormalities."

The clone trooper answered stiffly, not noticing his commander's increasingly grim expression.

"Damn it, something went wrong, immediately order the fleet into combat mode."

Realizing that something was wrong, Haidom immediately ordered the fleet to enter combat status, but it was too late. As soon as he finished speaking, countless light blue curtain walls appeared in front of him, more than 80,000 kilometers away from Barron Star, forming a blue ocean, which looked very beautiful in the dark universe.

And beauty often contains murderous intent.

Countless warships were like giant whales leaping out of the sea, their huge bodies crashing down, and the tranquil universe suddenly began to boil. In the images transmitted back by the optical array, tall turrets as dense as a rainforest raised their thick gun barrels, pointing their swords at the sky.

More is beautiful, bigger is better. There are hundreds of billions of stars and hundreds of billions of turrets. The gun barrels of the Higla people are certainly not as exaggerated as that terrifying number, but the warships presented in front of the soldiers and generals of the Gamilas Empire demonstrate the absolute authority of the big ship and big gun doctrine.

If the Director of the Central Fleet, Hedom Zelik, was here, he might think that dying here might not be a bad thing for a loyal big ship and big gun enthusiast, but it would be too bad for the Presidential Guard Hedom Kimre and the Galactic Front Army Gal Diz. They were not prepared yet and the enemy came to their door.

Fortunately, the Shigra Empire didn't know what was going on and did not launch an attack, and just confronted the fleet of the Gamilas Empire.

This left the battle-hardened Gal Diz puzzled. Attacking the enemy halfway across the river was a very old but very effective tactic. Many of his ships had come from many colonies of the empire. Some of them had even directly transferred the power of the colonial government to the army composed of second-class citizens who came to replace them after receiving the order, and they brought their fleets to rush to serve the king. This was enough to show the charm of the president. Such a fleet was exhausted, and the Shigra Empire fleet, which had seized the initiative, could take advantage of the problem in the formation of the Gamilas fleet to launch an attack. Although it would not destroy all the more than 30,000 warships, it would definitely severely damage the vitality of Gamilas.

Moreover, the fleet of the Shigra Empire was also mixed with ships of the Gamilas Empire. Among a group of warships dominated by silver and light green, there were a group of dark green, round warships. It was hard not to notice them. Without the need for the combat staff to report, Gal Ditz recognized at a glance that it was the reconnaissance force of his own galactic fleet.

Of course, Gal Dizzi, who trusted his subordinates very much, also suspected that this might be a camouflage tactic of the enemy. After all, the two sides had fought a battle, and many warships of Pluto's second-class citizen fleet should have been captured. It was entirely possible that the Higla people could use the captured warships to mislead their own judgment and undermine morale.

In the eyes of Gal Diz, a veteran of the battlefield, the tactics of the Higla people were quite despicable, but he had more questions. Why did the other side just stand there and not attack? He did not think that the Higla people's warships were unable to fire. He had seen the images sent back by the intelligence department showing the Higla people frantically chasing the fleet stationed on Pluto. The pilots of the transformable fighter jets were particularly fond of close combat. They used beam swords to blow up the bridge of the Gamilas battleship that refused to surrender, and then fired a series of grenades with their hands to paralyze the battleship.

Now that the Higla people are not moving, Gal Dize will only think that the Higla people are plotting something.

"Sir, the image identified by the optical reconnaissance array has been compared with the database. The serial numbers of our warships that appeared in the Higla fleet are the identification numbers of our reconnaissance fleet."

The combat staff repeatedly asked the ship's main engine to confirm the warship's friend-or-foe identification number. He also believed that the Higla people were using the captured warships to carry out psychological warfare, but the number given by the ship's main engine was that of the reconnaissance fleet, so he could only report it to Gal Diz.

"Prepare to attack, and have the warships that haven't been resupplied retreat immediately!"

Gal Diz didn't hesitate at all. Having fought in many wars, he would not abide by any chivalrous etiquette. If the enemy didn't move, they must be causing trouble. Following the principle that the more the enemy didn't want to do something, the more he had to do it, he planned to open fire.

"Wait... that's...?!"

Before he could authorize the weapons officer to open fire, a huge projection appeared in the sky above the Higla Empire fleet.

The air seemed to freeze, and more than 30,000 warships of the Gamilas Empire stood there in a daze, and everyone looked over.

She was a beautiful lady, her golden hair looked like flowing amber, even the light of the stars pales in comparison to hers. The flashing signal lights of tens of thousands of warships became the stars on her black skirt, and her compassionate eyes looked at the fleet of the Gamilas Empire like a mother.

"God?!"

"Iskandar civilization?!"

Different names for the founder of the Gamilas Empire were uttered by the commanders of two fleets that nominally belonged to the same empire but were actually clearly divided.

Chapter 606: Gamilas's Man

The sweet and fishy taste of metal condensed into lumps between his teeth. Consciousness began to return with nystagmus. Gal Diz only felt a sticky and cold liquid condensing into ice along his brow bone. He shook his brain as if it had been crushed by a dump truck and tried to regain consciousness, but the flash produced by the explosion remained on his retina, like a black and white movie on a retro cassette, constantly replaying in the remnants of his memory that was no different from a pile of mud.

"Is anyone else there?! Report damage control and personnel status!!"

The roar was stuck in his throat due to the stimulation of cold and lack of oxygen. Gal Ditz realized that the bridge was damaged, and it might be seriously damaged. Because the sealing procedures and damage control team that should have been in place after the damage did not appear, he was now completely exposed to the universe.

The Gamilas people's strong physique, which was strengthened by the Iskandar civilization to be used as cattle and horses, became the reason why Gal Dize survived without wearing a space suit. However, the radiation from the rays in the universe still threatened the life of this battlefield veteran at all times, especially the severe pain in his legs, which meant that he was still bleeding.

In order to survive, Gal Dizzi, with his vision spinning, struggled to move his heavy body towards the captain's command seat, where there were equipment for simple treatment and a space suit.

While crawling, everything he saw, as his sight had not yet adjusted, made him feel extremely sad, even for Gal Diz, who had fought his way out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The signalman was floating in the air, with only half of his body left and his intestines hanging down. There was confusion on his young face, as if he didn't understand why he died here. He should have returned to his home planet with the glory given by God. Next to the signalman was the body of the combat staff officer. This senior officer who had followed Gal Dize in battles and made great achievements had his hands open with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to push something away before he died.

There was a ring on the ring finger of the operations staff officer, which was a one-year-old gift from his daughter. A week ago, at a pre-war dinner with senior officers, the operations staff officer smiled and said to his old boss that after the war, he would choose to retire and spend time with his family. But now, not only is he dead, but even the device that he cherished and projected the happy smiles of his family is floating. The rotating red light of the sirens with shrill beeps drew a spiral blood mark on it, tearing the husband, wife and child into two halves.

Weapons Officer...

Radar operator.

Familiar corpses floated in the bridge, their faces filled with confusion, their eyes seemed to be questioning why this happened. Gal Diz was extremely sad, these were his subordinates who did not die at the hands of the enemy, but died at his hands.

Yes, he died in his own hands.

When Sasha's projection appeared above the Shigara Empire fleet, Gal Ditz, who had met with Stasha Iskandar, the first princess of Iskandar, together with Albert Disla, immediately recognized that this beautiful woman was also a princess of Iskandar.