War-torn galaxies (2)

Chapter 4: The bloody battle of Larsen

Blue-ground red flaming flags fluttered hungrily over Fortress Larsen, and the whole fortress lay eerily and quietly on its shell-scorched ground like an immense and unimaginable monstrosity.

Inside the fortress, thirty thousand Marines of the Mathermel Alliance were busily engaged. They were repairing and discharging the arms of the fortress that had been destroyed by the surprise attack of Jeff Jacobson’s fleet. Jacobson’s fleet’s surprise attack, while carefully transporting the liquid lanthanum crystals that had been transported into the storage room.

Brienne Adumirai was standing in the open command tower of the fortress in a straight uniform. Adumirae, in a straight uniform, stood in the fortress’s empty command tower, looking at the lanthanum crystal soldiers being transported to the storage room, his heart inexplicably flooded with a burst of excitement: those terrifyingly powerful super ray cannons in the Larsen Fortress had become a pile of scrap metal during Jeff’s surprise attack because they didn’t have enough energy to support them! I don’t know if this should be considered Jeff’s luck or proof of the enemy’s stupidity?

Thinking about the bitter battle he was potentially about to face, Brien wondered if he would ever have the same luck as Jeff? The enemy might not actually come here, right? If so even if he lost a chance to make a mark it wouldn’t matter, after all the brutality and volatility of war was something the young Brien couldn’t immediately adapt to yet.

Brienne thought about it and was actually a little scared. Had he been too impulsive? Maybe he should have just made a suggestion, instead of insisting on coming here in person, right? If he really died in battle here just like that, then how sad would mother be?

The words of his mother, Princess Paula, and Uncle Michel before he left echoed in Brien’s ears again: “Brien, listen to your uncle! Fred and the others are using you! Even if you die in Larsen, they won’t feel sorry for you, and it will only make your mother sad!”

“Brien, you must be careful. If you really can’t do it don’t hold on, being able to stay alive is the most important thing! Remember!”

“Mom, what are you talking about? I’m the commander, how can I run away from the battle?”

“But…”

“Well, Your Highness, Brienne will return safely! Remember, Brienne! You’re the only bloodline of the Conseil royal family now, you mustn’t die there for no reason!!!”

Brien thought in his heart: he really can’t die there for no reason, but if you can’t die in a war if you don’t want to, then there wouldn’t be so many words such as “bloody” and “brutal” used to describe the war!

The melancholy young governor suddenly laughed, he twisted his arm fiercely, and secretly thought to himself, “I’m afraid no famous general since ancient times has ever thought of death, and his own mother, before a great battle, right?”

Brien looked at the warriors under the command tower who were carrying the lanthanum crystals, and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said to an officer beside him: “You! Go and inform the quartermaster: keep some of the lanthanum crystals! In addition, turn on the self-destruct device of Larsen Fortress, and use the reserved lanthanum crystals to provide energy for the fortress’ self-destruct system!”

That officer was immediately flabbergasted, looking at the resolute look on Brien’s handsome face, he knew that this young man wasn’t joking and hurried down to inform.

Witnessing the officer who had passed the order run out of the command tower, Brien let out a long breath. He suddenly felt relieved that he had made this decision, and could finally wait in peace for the expected arrival of the enemy!

A mighty fleet of several thousand warships and supply ships is traveling through the Bristol system, this is the Defense Force Expeditionary Force under the command of Joseph Sura, who has just been promoted to the rank of Rear Admiral. This is the Defense Force Expeditionary Force commanded by the recently promoted Rear Admiral Joseph Sura.

“A wonderful partnership made up of a stupid pig and a homicidal maniac! It can screw everything up!!!”

Joseph B. Sura stood in front of the star map of the Bristol Galaxy and watched as more and more planets turned blue, that indicated planets occupied by the Mathermel Allies. He shook his head while gritting his teeth and laughing out loud.

“Hopefully we’ll still make it to the Last Supper?!” Sula’s second-in-command, Bill B. Drudge went on to say.

“Hmph, I’ll have to be the one to make this dinner for Fred! Can’t have those thugs and pirates thinking that our Defense Force are all losers like Nato and Koutris again!”

“Governor Sura, Lieutenant General Kutris is not as useless as you think, is he?” The female officer, Sandra, suddenly spoke.

“The fact that he was quick enough to decide to retreat to the Petaluni Fortress and construct a defense line centered there shows that Kutris is at least not the waste you say he is!”

Sandra was a little displeased that Sura was so contemptuous of her allies, she felt that while Sura was certainly a very good governor, it seemed a little out of place to be so patronizing.

Sura slowly turned her head and fixed Sandra with a somber gaze, “Who wouldn’t be a shrinking violet?”

“You,…” said Sandra, uncomfortable by the look in Sura’s eyes and even more annoyed by his arrogance.

With a stomp of her foot, she turned and walked out.

Sura still watched Sandra walk out of the room with that strange look on her face and muttered, “Chesty woman! No wonder she spoke for that old man Koutris!”

He shook his head somewhat helplessly. Since Sura had set out with Sandra, he always had a strange hallucination every time he saw the beautiful female officer, it was always as if he saw Sandra lying naked on the ground with her hands and feet bound, being abused from behind by Thunder Dragon’s thugs holding her plump ass. His reason told him not to take it out on Sandra because of what had happened to Linda, but Sura was still tormented by this horrible vision from time to time, so he preferred to be more comfortable not seeing Sandra instead. Sura went back to the huge star map and gazed at the planets that had turned blue.

“Are we going to Petaluni?” He asked without looking back as he pointed to the star map.

“Of course!” Bill knew his young officer must have a new plan or he wouldn’t have asked so knowingly.

“NO! Bill, I don’t want to go to Petaluni and be a shrinking violet with Nato and the others!!!” Sula looked back, her blue-gray eyes beginning to glow.

“You come here! Bill, this is our first destination!” Bill approached the star chart.

Sura proudly pointed to a blue planet: “Here! La-Sen!”

“Titus! Alex Hocker wants to speak to you! His Excellency Hawk wishes to speak to you!”

Isiah Boulmeier, who was reading a novel in his cabin, heard the officer talking outside the door and said to himself, “It must be about that little duke again. Bourmeier heard the messenger officer talking outside the door and muttered to himself, “It must have something to do with that little duke again?” He got up unhurriedly and walked into the communication room.

On the screen was none other than Alex, the Chief Intelligence Officer of the Mathermel Allied Forces, who appeared a bit melancholy, the springy smile that was usually always on his face gone.

Ever since learning that Brien had led the marines to Fortress Larsen, Alex had developed a concern.

He knew that Brien’s judgment was well founded, for he knew the enemy commander, Sura, all too well.

Sulla is an emotional person who likes to be in the limelight and never hides his anger and pride. But this does not hinder his sharp judgment and rational thinking, and in this regard Sura’s ability to the same conceited Alex also very much admired. Alex had told his colleagues before that Sura was one of the few officers in the Defense Forces who had the right to be arrogant and haughty.

Alex knew that with Sura’s personality, it was highly likely that he would not be willing to just honestly go to Petaluni and organize a defensive battle with Nato and Koutris. Sura would definitely look for an opportunity to show his hand to show his extraordinary to subdue Nato and the others whom he had always looked down upon, and the currently empty Larsen Fortress would most likely become the target of the keen Sura’s attack due to its important strategic value.

Alex originally thought that with the current strength of the Mathermel Alliance, temporarily abandoning the Larsen Fortress was a choice of last resort, so he didn’t propose a plan to defend Larsen. However, he did not expect the young and impulsive Brien to propose the defense of Larsen, and personally went to carry out this task which was a dead end in Alex’s eyes.

Unlike Alfonso, Isaiah, and the others, Alex had taken a liking to the young and simple Duke from the moment he met Brien. Perhaps it was because Brien, like himself, belonged to the outsiders to the rest of the people in the Mathermel Alliance. Alex had already felt vaguely that Alfonso and the others didn’t seem to be so friendly towards the young Brien. So when he had just learned that the huge fleet under Sura’s command had suddenly changed course and swooped towards Larsen, Alex’s heart immediately hung in the air, and he was truly worried that Issea would turn a blind eye to Brien’s perilous situation and use Sura’s hand to put Brien to death.

With little thought, Alex ordered the communications officer to take up contact with Issea’s fleet, determined to convince Issea to save Duke Adumirai from himself.

Seeing Isaiah still looking so careless, Alex forced down his anxiety and grabbed the first opportunity to say: “Isaiah, Sura’s fleet has already sailed towards Larsen Fortress!!!”

“Oh, sure enough, that blonde kid predicted it! Looks like he’s got some skills!” Isaiah laughed as he raised his eyes.

Alex was even more anxious, and if he hadn’t only been able to communicate through the screen, he would have wanted to go over and grab Isiah by the collar to talk.

“Isaiah, you must speed up your journey to Larsen! We cannot watch the fortress fall into Sura’s hands!”

“Alex, when did you become so sullen?”

Isaiah was secretly amused to see that Alex was almost a little exasperated.

“Jeff has already informed me, I’ll leave for Lassen as soon as I’m settled at Tolesti’s place and won’t be left behind the Wehrmacht!”

Alex was slightly relieved to see Isiah’s expression become a bit more serious. But he still couldn’t figure out what this playboy-like governor was planning.

“Isaiah, Sura’s fleet is faster than yours! Are you absolutely sure you can reach Larsen before him?”

“Honestly, no!” Isaiah said, collecting his smile.

“Then, then Brienne and the fortress are in danger!”

“Alex, you must be worried that I’m putting that Duke of Adumere at risk and want to see him get killed?”

Being told what was on his mind by Isaiah at once, Alex suddenly didn’t know what to say.

Isaiah laughed again, “Haha, how’s that? Resourceful Alex’s heart was right in my mouth!”

Isiah leisurely sat down, not slow then said: “Alex, you do not worry! I Isaiah is not so do not know the importance of the person! Yes, I do not like that beautiful blonde boy, but I am not so stupid as to take the strategic alliance to joke! Alex, you’d better hurry up and inform that Brien to set up the defenses, so he can hold out for a while in case I don’t make it to Sura’s front! And you can rest assured that I, on my Issea’s life, will fully support Brien!!!”

Alex watched Ishea say these words in a serious manner and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart. Perhaps it was because he had misunderstood Isiah by being overly worried?

“Thank you, Isaiah! Then everything is all on you!!!”

“Haha, Alex, you’re too polite! But it’s fortunate that it’s me, if it was Alfonso instead, then the lovely Duke Adumire would really be out of luck!?”

Duke Adumire was already feeling a little unlucky now that he would fail to see a clear glass door and dive headfirst into it on his way back to the command hall after speaking with Alex in the comm room.

The alarm, now rung by the bumbling Brienne, had stopped, and the young governor himself was sitting in a chair, receiving a bandage from the nurse who had come with him, his pretty blonde hair pushed up, and a band of gauze wrapped around his forehead.

Looking at the nurse lady’s smirking expression, Brien only had a bitter smile on his face, knowing that the great generalship he had worked so hard to create had been knocked out of sight.

Despite all the preparations, Brien couldn’t avoid a moment of panic when he heard Alex inform that the Sulla fleet had headed towards the fortress. I don’t know what was going through his mind as he walked out of the comm room, but to crash into a glass door?

Brien had told himself countless times in his mind that he must be calm and collected as a commander, but he still made such a humiliating move. Although no one present at the time had any particular indication of the accident, Brien noticed that two of the older officers seemed to have turned around and snickered.

“Thank you.” Brienne politely spoke to the nurse lady who had finished bandaging her wounds.

When no one else was looking, Briar whacked her trouble-making head in annoyance.

Thankfully, at least it wasn’t so tense that his legs were shaking. Brien breathed deeply and tried to relax himself as much as possible. “It seems that what the book said in the past was true: ‘The most frightening thing is not death, but the process of waiting for death’.” Brien muttered in his heart: “In fact, it should be added: ‘What’s more terrifying than waiting for death is the choice between life and death’?”

The blonde Duke stretched long and hard and stood up.

“Mr. Commander! Inform everyone: enter a state of critical alert according to the original deployment! Lower the flag on the fortress and enter the fortress!”

“Wait, no one is to activate fortress fire without my order!!!”

“Sir Sura, why did you change your original plan without contacting headquarters and turn to Fortress Larsen instead?”

On board the flagship “Berita” of Joseph Sura, a battle conference is being held. Sura’s flagship, the Beretta, a war council is being held under Sura’s chairmanship.

Joseph was clearly annoyed in the face of questions from his obtuse ministry.

He tapped the desk anxiously with the ballpoint pen in his hand, and turned impatiently to his deputy, sitting next to him, Bill B. Droog.

Knowing that his acute officer was about to have an attack, Bill hurriedly said: ”Gentlemen, by now you should have no doubts about the strategic significance of Fort Larsen, right? Our sudden turn to attack the fortress, although it will make the headquarters and the executive government feel sudden, but more importantly, it can make the Mathermel rebels surprised! Has everyone also forgotten the reasoning of the importance of speed and opportunity?”

He cleared his throat, looking at Joseph’s expression clearly satisfied with his explanation, and came to life.

“Moreover, we have received reliable information: the rebel governor who attacked Larsen’s fortress, Jeff Jacobson, has returned to Mathermere. Jacobson has returned to Mathermere, and the fortress is now within our reach!”

The generals present immediately exchanged words underneath their breath when they heard the news, and some seemed to have beamed with joy, so that it was clear that Jacobson was a very shocking name to at least some of them.

But Bill suddenly noticed a flash of anger on Joseph’s face and immediately realized he had drawn a blank.

Indeed, according to him, it was as if Sulla had dared to take advantage of Jacobson’s absence to lay hands on Fortress Larsen, in the presence of so many pairs of generals, which would surely have displeased the proud Joseph.

He looked at Sura with an awkward expression, not knowing how to go on.

“It’s a shame we couldn’t wipe out that Jeffrey Jacobson demon in Lassen! Jacobson that devil in Larsen!” Sandra suddenly ventured.

The moment she heard the name Jeff Jacobson. Jacobson’s name, it made Sandra think of the unpleasant and humiliating memories of her time on Planet Medovi, and she clenched her fists in hatred.

But Sandra’s words just allowed Bill to find a step, and he hurriedly continued, “Ms. Sandra, it doesn’t matter! Now that we’re in Bristol, sooner or later we’re going to have to go head-to-head with Jacobson! Isn’t that right, Joseph?”

“Hmph, that’s for sure! I’m going to put the noose around the necks of Osherom and Jacobson myself!”

Joseph B. Sura gritted his teeth.

“Joseph, so how are you going to organize the attack? What about our transports that are transporting logistical supplies and spare arms?” Sandra asked.

“Bill, you take command of the smaller battleships and the transport fleet to police the perimeter! Sandra, you command the marines to attack the fortress along with the heavy battleships I’m leading! Zhuo Ning, you’ll join me, and Sandra!”

The young girl Zhuo Ning, who had been sitting on the sidelines in silence, heard Joseph’s arrangement and immediately smiled with excitement and said, “Yes, Joseph! I’ve always wanted to see those Thunder Dragon villains and Mathermel pirates, are they really that powerful?”

Bill suddenly blinked and said, “Zhuo Ning, how powerful are those guys, just ask Ms. Sandra?”

Immediately, Sandra’s face flushed red and she gave Bill a fierce glare! Some of the officers who had already understood Bill’s meaning covered their mouths with odd expressions and almost laughed.

“Strange? Have the rebels fled?”

From his flagship, Joseph noticed through the huge monitors that the massive Fortress Larsen was as if it were an empty city, and when his terrifyingly huge warships had descended nearly a thousand meters above the ground and loomed over the fortress like a dark cloud, the fortress was still deathly silent.

He kept scanning the star charts on the wall and the monitors on the opposite side with a skeptical gaze, and the unexpected silence of the rebels made Sura smell an inexplicable terror. The outwardly arrogant Sura was actually very cautious in battle, and the current situation forced him to reexamine his original battle plan.

According to Sura’s plan, the enemy should have already started to use fortress firepower to attack his own fleet, Sura will use the “San Marco” warships he brought with him that have amazing firepower to engage the enemy in an air-to-ground battle. Sulla has no doubt about the strength of his fleet, even with the strong firepower of the fortress ground forces will not be defeated. At the same time, Sulla will use the firepower of the battleships to cover the ground attack of the fortress with his not-so-numerous marines.

Sulla’s expeditionary force, because it had no original plans to engage in direct combat, brought relatively few marines, less than 50,000, despite its large fleet. However, Sulla was confident in the quality of his army and thought that capturing a Larsen fortress would be no problem.

But now the rebels are watching the huge fleet almost land on their heads, but no movement? Sura even flashed a trace of doubt: could it be that the rebels don’t have enough lanthanum crystals in the fortress at the moment?

Sura shook his head, he just couldn’t believe that he would be so lucky as well, and he couldn’t believe that his dangerous rivals such as Fred, Jeff, and the traitorous Alex would be as stupid as Nato and throw themselves at an unsuspecting fortress.

He also does not believe that at this time in the Larsen Fortress will be empty, because the Mathermel pirates will not be a generation of fear of death, and at this time in the Larsen Fortress of the huge incomparable defense outer shell has been closed, as if a tortoise will be the whole body has shrunk into the shell.

Unlike the famous Petaluni Fortress in the Bristol Galaxy, Larsen is a defensive fortress. Petaluni was at the choke point to the center of the Bristol Galaxy, and its firepower and size were second to none. If Fortress Petaluni was activated, its terrifying power would completely split the main channel of the Bristol Galaxy completely. On the other hand, the Larsen Fortress was a defense-oriented fortress, which was originally created to defend against external invasions and create a base to concentrate troops and logistical supplies at the edge of the Bristol Galaxy. The location also dictates that Fortress Larsen does not have to have the unparalleled firepower of a Petaluni, but its smaller size and defense-focused purpose led the builders to design a unique defensive outer shield for it that can greatly counteract attacks from the outside, primarily from the air.

It was precisely because Larsen was a base that could effectively centralize military power that Fred and Jeff decided that they had to pull out this nail that had been planted in the side of the Mathermel Alliance. It was also because of this that Sura was furious at Nato for foolishly throwing away such an easily defensible fortress, so he decided to retake Larsen while the Mathermel Alliance was in a situation where they were not fully defended!

“Joseph, what’s the hesitation? Since the enemy isn’t doing anything, why don’t we hurry up and land?” Zhuo Ning was already rubbing her fists on the side, eager to give it a try.

Joseph looked back at the young Chinese girl, who was full of excitement, and then at Sandra, who was standing off to the side looking at him coldly.

Sandra’s expression at this moment was serious, but between her eyebrows she showed a hint of mockery to the somewhat agitated Joseph. Sandra originally was not very favorable to this kind of sudden attack by Joseph, she thought that although the rebels were not well-prepared, Sura’s fleet was also already very tired after a long voyage, and moreover, it originally did not make the material and personnel preparations necessary to go directly into battle. In her heart, Sandra was very unimpressed with Sulla’s gambling attack.

Sura looked at Sandra, a nameless fire rising in her heart.

“Commanding officer! Pass on my order: battleships to stop at their current altitude, and landing ships to start the landing operation from all four sides together!” He finished and walked back to the monitor.

Looking at the huge fortress which was terribly peaceful, Joseph murmured.

“What the hell is in there?”

At the moment the young Governor Brien’s mood was just as apprehensive as that of his conceited opponent. Even though the current situation was one where the enemy was clear, the handsome duke couldn’t help but feel a pang of nervousness at the sight of the battleships that pressed like dark clouds overhead.

Brien was staring intently at the monitor as the giant St. Mark’s ships hovered thickly in the air, while the crocodile-like Roman landing craft gradually broke away from the fleet and began to slow down and prepare for the landing.

Brien’s heart leapt violently, and his hands shivered uncontrollably. Every move the enemy had made up to that point had been exactly as the young Duke had anticipated! His throat began to feel dry and his legs felt as if they were spasming, Brien just couldn’t help himself and walked back to his chair and sat down.

At the moment Brien was feeling like an obedient teenager hiding from his parents for the first time and sneaking in his room to look at adult pictures, the excitement and nervousness was something the young blonde governor had never experienced before.

His eyes stared motionlessly at the landing craft as he watched them land around his fortress and open their crocodile-like mouths as the heavily armed Wehrmacht marines stepped onto the scorched earth that was about to make their blood and flesh fly!!!!

“Summon, Summoner!” Brien couldn’t control his voice, surprisingly shaking a little.

“Aye! Titus!”

“Pass the word: fire!!!”

To make everyone, including the marines and the air Joseph, a scene of fear appeared: that originally like a sleeping monster quietly lying on the ground Larsen fortress suddenly revealed a hideous face! From the bottom of the fortress’s huge defensive outer shell from the ground that less than two meters gap suddenly stretched out countless light blue thick cannon mouths!

“Geez! Isn’t that, that, that a super ray gun! How did it get there?!!!” Sandra on the flagship couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Damn it! I can’t believe I took the ray gun down!!!”

Joseph suddenly realized the sinister intention of the rebels: the reason why they still closed the defense shield and did not make any movement when the black clouds of their own fleet were pressing down on the city was not because they were determined to defend themselves, but more importantly because they had modified the powerful super ray guns that were originally used to deal with the airborne warships in Larsen’s fortress! The ray guns had now been flattened around the fortress, turning them into bloodthirsty grim reapers that specialized in dealing with landing troops! The rebels now had no desire or ability to deal with their own fleet in the air, but their own fleet of landing ships had completely become a beautiful meal for the rebels to slaughter!

“No! Asshole! Get your ass back here!!!”

Sura had thrown off her proud meter and flailed like a madman, lunging futilely at the monitor!

A blinding light exploded from the monitor, and behind the dazzling white light were flying limbs and flesh and blood. Attacking the poor marines with the super ray guns used to attack battleships was like hitting an ant with a hammer, instantly life turned into a wisp of smoke and dust; and those limbs that were blown up into mid-air turned into ashes in the air without even waiting to fall back down to the ground again. A person could be wiped out without a trace in the blink of an eye, as cleanly and completely as if he had never appeared in this world before, and even the huge crocodile-like landing ship was mercilessly and easily torn into pieces under the flurry of super ray guns!

The huge shockwave from the extremely strong explosion from the ground caused even the battleship suspended at a height of a thousand meters to sway violently.

Joseph B. Sura pulled his hair in despair and anger, staring wide-eyed and cursing viciously at his cunning and cruel opponent.

The momentary change shocked everyone.

Sandra and Drennen watched as the agonized Sura kept pounding the innocent table, and a pang went through their hearts.

Sandra knew that what Joseph needed at the moment was composure, after all the loss of tens of thousands of marines was not a fatal blow to the massive expeditionary force.

She walked over to Sura and gently tapped him on the shoulder : “Joseph!”

Joseph suddenly and violently grabbed Sandra’s hand. Sandra was startled, and in the face of the turned Sura she cleared a hint of vengeful scowl.

Joseph let out a long breath, let go of Sandra’s hand, and stood up: “Commander! Notify all battleships: focus on attacking Larsen Fortress’s defense shield from the air!!!”

He had regained his old composure and confidence in a very short time, a change that compelled even Sandra to admire.

Sandra understood in her heart that the situation at this moment was that the landing force of our side had been basically wiped out under that round of appalling attack by the enemy, and if there was still to be an attack on the fortress there was only to use the firepower of the battleships from the air to carry out a strong attack, and to use the numbers and the time to slowly smash open the outer cover of that sturdy defense.

Joseph’s heart, on the other hand, was very much mixed at this time, and he knew that he had chosen a difficult and relatively long way to attack. The loss of the landing force effectively deprived his own fleet of the opportunity to capture the fortress as fast as possible, but the only advantage to himself of this painstaking deployment by the enemy was that it would minimize the loss of his own fleet in the air.

Striking the fortress from the air nowadays, Joseph knew in his heart that there were also great risks. The first was that it might give the rebels time to call in reinforcements, and the second was that it would strain his expeditionary fleet’s already not-so-rich energy supplies.

But for the proud Joseph, there was no turning back at this point; Fortress Lassen had to be taken!

Brien’s mood was very sad, not only did he think that it was only a matter of time before the fortress fell under the continuous attack of the Sura fleet’s powerful firepower; more importantly, it was the Mathermel Allied warriors who continued to fall in pools of blood.

“Should’ve thought of it like this a long time ago! Why not just leave a handful of fighters behind and control the ray guns to simply detonate the fortress once they’ve wiped out all of the enemy landing force! Why let thirty thousand marines die for nothing?”

“No word yet from the Bulmeyer fleet, are they really trying to get rid of themselves by the hand of Sura, as mother and uncle said?” With a pang, Brien left his chair in some dismay and walked over to the window of the command tower.

The sight that entered his eyes brought the young Duke almost to tears. The huge defense shield had been torn apart, and the Larsen Fortress was filled with burning ruins and the bodies of allied soldiers; the wounded, covered in blood, lay around the destroyed cannons or in the cracked bunkers, rolling and wailing in pain and helplessness, waiting for death; the survivors were also burnt out, but were still tenaciously maneuvering the cannons to fight against the enemy from the air; the giant ray cannons that had devoured countless defense marines had been moved out of their original positions, and some of them had been re-erected back to their original positions by the allied fighters. The giant ray guns that had devoured countless Defense Force marines had been moved out of their original positions; some of them had been re-erected by the Allied fighters and used to attack the enemy’s warships, but the vast majority of them still had their horrifying muzzles wide open, helplessly allowing the enemy to bombard them from above.

He had been struggling for so long, but he was still seeing defeat coming. Brien no longer had any luxury at this moment, since the reinforcements were delayed, there was only one last option!

Sura on the flagship, along with Sandra and Zhuo Ning, watched as the impenetrable Larsen Fortress’s defensive outer shield was finally torn away under the slow erosion of the fleet’s powerful firepower, and a costly victory was finally on the horizon.

“Commanding officer! Inform the battleships: don’t waste any more energy! Organize the surviving marines, I’ll lead them to the fortress myself!”

Joseph, seeing that the enemy’s return fire was becoming weaker and weaker, no longer needed to use the battleships at this point; he was going to lead the marines in capturing the fortress himself, and by the way, he was going to see for himself this cunning and tenacious opponent!

“What’s going on? Damn, that Sura’s fleet is so fast??”

Isaiah Boulmeier had lost his dandy demeanor. Bourmeier had lost that laid-back dandy demeanor, and his divine moustache twitched in exasperation as he anxiously circled the flagship.

“Blondie! You’ve got to hold on!” Isiah prayed in his heart, ever since he learned that the Larsen Fortress had been attacked by the Sura fleet, Alex had been constantly coming to urge Isiah on. Larsen’s communication link had been cut off, and now all of Brien’s hopes fell on Ishea.

“Make sure you catch up! Damn it, no matter what I, Isaiah, promise things and I will do them!!!”

The massive Larsen Fortress had been almost completely destroyed, and the entire fortress was littered with bloodied corpses and still-smoking ruins.

The last resistance was so weak in front of the marines led by Sulla himself, and as the battle axe in Sandra’s hand cleaved through the chest of the last Allied soldier in front of the command tower, a small smile appeared on Sulla’s ever-tightened face.

Through the smoking corridor, at the end of which was the command hall of the command tower.

Sura, along with Sandra and Drennen, strides into the hall with a few soldiers in a victorious stance, wanting to see what the rebel leader really looks like after his stubbornness and, finally, his defeat.

The sight that came into their eyes was unbelievable to all: sitting behind that table at the other end of the command hall was such a handsome and frail young man!

The young man’s face was pale, his forehead was wrapped in gauze, but his uniform was spotless, obviously not involved in the brutal tearing. His handsome face did not have a bit of fear and panic, on the contrary, hung a trace of easy smile, bright and deep eyes filled with a faint sadness, holding a black remote control tightly in his hand, sitting motionless on the chair, sitting proud and upright.

The air in the command hall seemed to freeze, and the certainty of death clearly displayed in the young governor’s demeanor caused even the battle-hardened Joseph and Sandra to feel a twinge of awe.

“You’re Sura? I am Brienne K. Duke Adumire. I didn’t expect you to personally come to see me and Fortress Larsen off?!” The young governor spoke in a relaxed tone.

His words, however, surprised everyone! Duke Adumirai? A descendant of such a man from the weak and decrepit royal family of Conceição? A farewell?

“That’s the remote control for Fortress Larsen’s self-destruct mechanism!!!” Sandra shouted as it suddenly dawned on her!

“Damn it!!!” Joseph cursed fiercely in his heart. He looked at the handsome Duke across the street who was now no different from the devil in his own eyes with a malicious gaze, but his feet involuntarily stepped backward.

“Titus! It’s not good! Bill’s report: there’s a fleet of Mathermere Allies behind our fleet!!!”

In an instant, the most dreadful word, “failure,” sprang up in Joseph’s heart! He could not hold on any longer, and ran like a madman out of the hall where he was suffocating.

Chapter 5: The King of Smugglers

From the look of Brien alone, no one would have believed that this elegant, gentle, handsome young man would be the hero of the bloody battle against Larsen, the defense of the fortress, and the retreat of the huge Sulla fleet. It was hard to believe that 30,000 marines had been killed in action, and Brien was unharmed except for the gash on his head from hitting the glass door?

Alfonso Venzo could not but admire the courage and intelligence of the young Duke. Alfonso Venzo could not but admire the courage and intelligence of the young Duke, but he said in a tone that seemed to be unconvinced: “Alas, Brienne! I really admire your luck! I’m so lucky that you came back alive, and not even wounded!”

It was hard to tell whether Brien’s heart was happy or depressed. He mumbled, “It’s all thanks to Governor Boulmeyer’s timely arrival…”

“That’s! If it weren’t for Isiah, Brienne, you would only have entered our Thunder Dragon’s Hall of Valor by now, and be with my cousin Sergio! Hahaha!”

Feeling surprisingly humorous, Alfonso slapped Brien on the shoulder and let out a laugh. “Well..!

Alfonso, stop talking!” Having to deliberately antagonize Brien at a time like this, making the young duke feel disconnected from each other, even Jeff felt it was excessive.

“Brienne, you go home first! Go see your mother, Her Highness Princess Paula has been very worried these days!” Fred smiled and personally came over to escort Brien out the door.

Looking at Brienne Adumierre’s thin and lonely back, Jeff turned to Alfonso and said seriously, “Don’t ever deliberately go against Brienne again! Adumirae’s thin and slightly lonely back, Jeff turned around and said seriously to Alfonso, “Alfonso, from now on, you are not allowed to deliberately go against Brien again! If you have any ideas, you can keep them, but you can’t do it in public!”

“What’s the matter? Jeff, can’t I have a couple jokes with that blonde?” Alfonso muttered in a still somewhat unconvincing whisper.

“Alfonso, now that our enemies are the ruling government and Sura, there must be a sincere unity within the alliance, no infighting! Besides…”

As Fred said this, he said in an approving tone, “Brien is really a nice guy, I really didn’t expect there to be such an outstanding young man in the royal family!”

“Aye! Brien’s brave and stoic, so different from his weak and long-dead father!” Jeff’s thoughtless compliment seemed odd to Alex, and he was thinking about it when suddenly Alfonso laughed.

“Hahaha! Jeff, do you mean to say ∶Brian is not Duke Adumire’s real son, he is Princess Paula’s illegitimate son? Haha! I’m telling you! How can a phoenix fly out of a chicken’s nest? Haha…”

Alfonso’s face was so full of light that he almost danced on his hands. Alex couldn’t help but snicker as well, knowing that Alfonso was purposely thinking in a crooked way.

“No nonsense! Alfonso, I didn’t mean that!!!” Jeff’s eyes widened in anger and he shouted to stop Alfonso, who was babbling along with his fantasies.

Late at night in the Mathermel Alliance base, it seemed as if the soldiers and officers had gone to sleep after a tense day, except for the guard towers and the halls where the officers on night duty were located, there were hardly any buildings left with lights, and even the bars, which were always lively in the evening, had already closed their doors.

Louis B. Gould was not resting at the moment. Gould, however, was not resting at the moment; he had just received a piece of information, and had come in haste to see Fred. Originally he had planned to go there early in the morning, but from his window he saw that there were lights in the second story windows of the small building close to his own residence. Since Fred had not yet rested, there was no harm in going there now, and Louis changed into his coat and went out.

The soldier guarding the front of the building saw that it was Louis and bowed and opened the door for him. Louis went straight up to the second floor and pushed open the door to Fred’s study. The scene in the study startled Louis!

Fred was currently holding his head, his body curled up on the writing desk, his thin and broad shoulders shaking gently, and a painful gasp escaping his mouth. The door of the study connected to the balcony was wide open, and those books on the bookshelves on both sides that Fred usually treasured very much had been pulled down and thrown all over the floor; a chair had also been pushed over, and the keyboard of the computer on the writing desk was hanging down on the side of the table and swaying. The whole room looked as if it had just been the scene of a fierce struggle!

Louis stood stunned in the doorway for a few seconds, then immediately closed the door and hurried over to Fred.

At the sound of the footsteps, Fred, who was lying on the writing-table, also raised his head and sat up straight. At this moment Fred’s face is not the usual kind of pale, but has become the kind of bloodless pale, even the lips can not see a little red color, the same terrible pale, beautiful blonde hair has been pulled by the pain of the hands to messy, face only that pair of eyes are still bright and resolute flashing.

Louis calmly held the weak Fred and asked with concern, “Fred, another attack? Why are you always so strong? What’s wrong with taking a little less of that medicine?”

Fred struggled to squeeze out a small smile on his white face, and said in as light a tone as he could muster, “Louis, you don’t have to worry about me! I’m much better now! Will you please pour me a glass of wine?” His long, pale fingers twitched as he tapped the aged gimlet in the liquor cabinet by the door.

Louis quickly poured most of a glass of spirits back. Fred took the glass with his still shivering hand and took a big gulp, then coughed vigorously a few times before his whole body relaxed and leaned back against the backrest of the chair. Louis watched as Fred’s breathing gradually became calmer and more even, and his body stopped shivering so terribly, knowing that he had finally carried off the pain.

After a half-dozen moments, Fred jerked to his feet, quickly straightened his hair with his hands, and turned around.

His face was still ghastly white, but he had regained his usual expression of confidence and ease.

“Louie, don’t you see I’m getting better? It doesn’t have to be that kind of medicine?!”

Louis shook his head with a bitter smile, he knew very well in his heart how terrible Fred would have to go through if he didn’t take his medicine. Although it was a secret to outsiders that Fred was suffering from a strange disease, it was no longer a secret to Louis, Jeff and a few other senior heads of Thunder Dragon.

Fred was not destined to be an ordinary man from the time he was born. From a young age, he had been endowed with a mysterious supernormal ability, and it was also from a young age that Fred was found to be suffering from a strange disease. This disease attacks at irregular times, when the attack almost all the nerves of the body began to irregularly numbness and pain, and the duration of the time is also variable, so that Fred from childhood to endure the unbearable torment of ordinary people.

The Ostholm family had called in a number of doctors to treat Fred, but all of them were at their wits’ end when faced with a strange disease that could strike once a month, or not at all for a year, and where the patient was normally no different from a healthy person.

Later, Fred’s teacher, the now-dead Bob Lasofsky, makes an anesthetic for him using herbs from a distant planet. Rasovsky made an anesthetic for him using herbs from a distant planet, which could not cure Fred’s strange disease, but could relieve him of the maddening pain he felt when he had an attack. But after using it a few times, Fred insisted that the drug would damage his brain, and stubbornly seldom used it, just rely on his own will to struggle with the strange disease.

Louis and Bob Lasofsky had analyzed the drug and concluded that there was absolutely nothing in it that could harm the human brain. Louis and Bob Lasofsky had analyzed the drug and concluded that there was absolutely no substance in it that could harm the human brain, but Fred’s insistence kept them from forcing him to use a small portion of the anesthetic in case he couldn’t hold on to it. Judging from today’s situation, the sudden onset of Fred would rather be in pain and drop things all over the room, rather than use the anesthetic that he carried with him at all times.

Looking at the sympathetic and angry expression on Louie’s face, Fred said easily: “Louie, God is fair to all: He gave me superhuman abilities, but also gave me a disease that can never be eliminated!

You should admire me, it’s not for everyone!”

Louis couldn’t help but laugh: “Fred, how dare you still be tough? You’ve got an attack that no one else knows about, don’t you think I know about it? Well, it’s not my neuralgia anyway, so it’s up to you whether to use the medicine or not!”

Fred smiled helplessly and bitterly.

“Louis, what’s your business here? But don’t tell me you came specifically to see me sick?”

“Of course not! You don’t even know when that weird disease of yours kicks in, so how can I know?

I’ve come to tell you that Mashima Shigemune is back!”

“Oh? That king of smugglers is back?” Fred’s gaunt face glowed with excitement and he stood up with a sly wink.

“Aye! Mashima Shigemune has returned to his secret residence in Tolesti Star.” Louis said as he held up the gold-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose.

“Then, I’ll take advantage of the fact that there hasn’t been any major battles lately to pay a personal visit to this mysterious king of smuggling, Mashima Shigemune!”

“No, Fred. Seeing as you’re in this condition, where you could have an attack at any time, it wouldn’t be appropriate to visit Mashima Shigemune in Tolesti, would it?”

Fred nodded helplessly and said, “You have a point, I can’t go to someone’s house and break things, right? So, will you please come?”

“Fred, not to push my luck, but I have to hurry to Larsen and repair the damaged fortress?”

“Oh, I can’t believe I forgot? It’s all because of this nasty weird disease! Looks like it’s only a matter of bothering Alex to make the trip!”

“What? Fred, want me to meet that famous smuggler?” Alex asked in a skeptical tone as he took Fred’s handwritten letter.

“Yes, Alex. Louis suggested that we work with Mashima Shigemune, that we provide him with shelter while he procures arms for us. By the way, you should know something about him, right?”

Alex smiled and gave Louis a look that said, “I don’t know much more about Mashima Shigemune than you do! He is a legend in the solar system, almost no one has seen him in person in the past ten years. But his methods are admirable, as long as the money, said there is nothing he can not get. Oh, having Mashima Shigezon purchase arms for the Mathermel Alliance is a great idea!”

Fred smiled as if satisfied, coughed his staff gently twice and said, “Alex, this time you go with Alfonso, he’ll bring a few battleships as protection. You must convince Mashima Shigemune! By the way, take Julia and Hashimoto Yoko with you, and give them to Mashima Shigezon as a gift!”

Alex looked at Louis on the side with some surprise and said to him, “Louis, you really know Mashima Shigezon well! Even his secret hobby know?”

Fred looked at Alex and said, “Why, Alex, you know that too?”

“Yeah! Mashima Shigemune says that he has a special hobby, which is that he likes to capture some beautiful women and train them to become sex slaves for him to enslave at will. And ordinary women Mashima Shigemune can’t even look at, it has to be a beautiful woman with status and position!”

Alex paused and continued, “The female officer and doctor of the Defense Force Special Forces will surely make Mashima Shigemune happy! Hahaha!”

“Then you and Alfonso should hurry up and get going!”

A fleet of battleships traveled silently through space, Alfonso purposely painting off the eye-catching blue and red flaming flags of space on the battleships in order to not draw attention to himself along the way.

On Alfonso’s flagship, the Tigress, Alfonso was chatting with Alex. Unlike his friend Isiah, who chose the Mantua-class battleship Laurel as his flagship, Alfonso chose the huge and powerful St. Mark’s-class battleship, which was modified and named Tiger. Alfonso specially chose a huge and powerful “St. Mark’s” class battleship, which was modified and named “Tiger”, as his flagship.

The character of the governor can be seen from his flagship; Issea’s fighting style is flamboyant and cunning, much so that not only the enemy can’t figure him out, but sometimes even the friendly forces can’t guess Issea’s next plan. Alfonso, on the other hand, like his flagship, is the most fearsome tiger in the Mathermel Allied Forces, powerful and determined but not reckless.

“Hey! Alex, I’m kinda sad to give those two little pussies to Mashima Shigezon!”

“Alfonso, then hurry up and play them one more time before you get to Tolesti!”

“Hmph, don’t you keep those two little pussies at all?” Alfonso, seeing Alex grinning towards himself as if he was somewhat mocking himself for not being able to part with his women, also became a bit indignant.

“To be honest, Alfonso, I’m really not interested in those two sluts anymore! I don’t know how many times they’ve had that slutty pussy penetrated, and they can’t do anything new with it, so I’ve long since gotten tired of it!” Alex said while squeezing his eyes at Alfonso.

“Hmph! …” and Alfonso had nothing to say.

Suddenly, an officer came in and said nervously, “Governor Alfonso! It’s not good! Two unidentified warships have appeared in front of us, they seem to be intergalactic pirates!”

“What? Pirates? Hahaha! What a joke! Pirates actually robbed me, Alfonso!”

Alfonso jumped up at once.

The original Bristol Galaxy in addition to Alfonso, Isaiya and Mosta, led by the Mathermel pirates, there are many other pirates whose bases are not in Mathermel, but the other pirates are far less powerful than the Mathermel pirates. Later, after the Mathermel pirates and Thunder Dragon cooperation, part of the other pirates also defected to the alliance, but there are still remnants of the pirates in the original camp. But now Bristol’s pirates never go against the Mathermel alliance’s warships.

Those pirates must have dared to lay their hands on them because Alfonso had painted over the Confederate flag on the battleship. But when he thought that those pirates had actually robbed the originally famous pirate leader Alfonso, Alex couldn’t help but laugh.

Alex’s laughter made Alfonso feel a bit disgraced, and he ordered the officer with a huff: “Quickly, quickly! Hurry up and contact that pirate warship! I want to see, which guy is blind! Even robbed to my head?”

As he was talking, the monitor had started to show images, and it turned out that the pirate had taken the initiative to contact Alfonso’s flagship.

The screen shook for a while and slowly cleared up. The image of a beautiful woman appeared on it! The female pirate seems to be in her early twenties, a head of short red hair, duck egg shaped face, two girls rarely seen in the thick eyebrows appear very prominent, delicate and straight nose is above the two beautiful round eyes, the mouth slightly appears to be a little bit larger, the corner of the mouth is very arrogantly skimming. It was really a rare beauty, only the expression on her face appeared to be a bit cold.

“Hey! You guys listen! Surrender and you’ll be spared!!!”

That female pirate sounded exactly like Alfonso, who he had met for the first time? Alex thought in his heart and asked Alfonso in a low voice, “Hey! Why does she sound so much like you? Is this the industry standard for you pirates?”

Alfonso didn’t say a word, but the expression on his face gradually changed from anger to an easy smile. He suddenly approached the screen and laughed at the pretty female pirate, saying, “Hahaha! Who did I think it was? It turns out to be you, the red-haired girl! How? See your big brother Alfonso on this attitude? Ha ha ha!”

The female pirate on the screen saw Alfonso, obviously taken aback. Her face was full of surprised expression, after a while she recovered her original cold color and said in a disdainful tone: “Hmph, so it’s you, the bearded man! What Alfonso big brother, you less come to take advantage of your aunt? Hey! Didn’t you join the Mathermel League?

What happened to being a deserter?!”

I did not expect this beautiful girl to speak so rude and harsh, Alex looked at Alfonso’s face full of embarrassment, nostrils spouting coarse breath, beard shaking a look, both funny and surprised. However, Alfonso didn’t seem to be angry, he stayed for a while with his mouth wide open, and then said: “Tsk, tsk, good you little red hair! Your mouth is still so tricky! It’s a pity that your father died so early, and that you have no one to discipline you! Let me tell you: I’m going on a secret mission! Get out of the way!”

The female pirate also let Alfonso’s words angry enough, beautiful face slightly angry. Her eyes widened and she said: “Yuck! Bearded man, you are the one with no discipline! Forget it, since you’re not a deserter, I’m not going to talk to you like a big old man! You go!”

She seemed to raise her face carelessly and acted as if she was letting Alfonso off the hook. Alex found the girl very amusing, calling Alfonso a “big old man” when she herself called him “auntie”?

“Hey, little redhead! Your big brother Alfonso is ‘very thick’! What? You want to see it? Come on.

Hahaha!!!” Alfonso was smug and full of bad jokes.

The girl was stunned at first, but immediately reacted to what Alfonso meant by “coarse”, and immediately turned red with anger: “You! Yuck, yuck, yuck! Alfonso, you shameless guy! Get lost!” The beautiful female pirate did not wait for Alfonso, who felt that he had taken advantage of her, to speak again, and then closed the communication in anger.

The image of the female pirate was no longer on the screen, and Alfonso was still chuckling, pleased with himself for winning the verbal exchange.

Alex walked over and asked, “Alfonso, who is this beautiful girl?”

Alfonso looked back and smiled, “Ha, Alex, you got your eye on her?”

“Nope. But I think she’s funny!”

“Hey, this girl’s name is Veronica B. Her name is Veronica Enon. Her father Gordon was once the most powerful pirate in Bristol, and Veronica inherited his pirate fleet after his death. Although this girl is only twenty-something years old, but the pirate career is not short, and very powerful! Veronica people look beautiful, her small mouth is even more tricky! Hehehe, but she still didn’t fight me today! Ha ha ha!”

“Oh? What an interesting girl!” Alex couldn’t help but smile back as he recalled the bratty and pretty look of the female pirate Veronica.

Alfonso’s battleship landed quietly on the planet Tolesti.

Alex and Alfonso took a few soldiers with them, bringing Julia and Yoko Hashimoto, who had brought them as gifts, and rode in a landing vehicle to find the king of smuggling, Shigezon Mashima.

Following the map provided by Louie, Alex and the others crossed an empty desert of Tolesti’s star and came to a canyon. Through the canyon, which was flanked by futile cliffs, they came to the foot of a mountain at the end.

Looking upwards along the densely wooded peak, sure enough, there was a foreign garden looming halfway up the mountain.

“Well, that Mashima Shigemune sure hid it well! Come on, Alfonso, let’s go up!”

Several landing cars came to the front of the mountain iso, Alex they got out of the car and walked to the door. Although there was only one old man in front of the gate of such a big alien garden, and there didn’t seem to be any people inside, but Alex intuitively realized that this alien garden must be full of organs.

After reading the letter written by Louis brought by Alex, the old man in front of the door kindly led the group into the foreign garden. Sitting in the spacious and ornate living room, Alfonso asked Alex in a low voice: “Alex, do you think that what’s-his-name Mashima Shigezon is reliable?”

“Louie suggested we come, so I guess it’s reliable?”

Thinking that he would soon meet the mysterious king of smuggling, Alex was surprisingly a little nervous.

“Hahaha! It’s a friend from the Mathermel League who’s here?”

From outside the door came the sound of a man’s bright laughter, Alex and Alfonso hurriedly turned their heads to look. Outside the door walked in two oriental men, the one walking in front was a man of about forty or fifty years old, medium build, slightly balding, and full of smiles. Obviously he was that famous king of smuggling – Mashima Shigemune!

Looking at Mashima Shigemune’s appearance that was really just featureless and majestic, Alex actually felt some disappointment in his heart. I didn’t expect Mashima Chongzong to be such an ordinary man, and the image of the mysterious figure full of legends in his mind was really too different!

Rather, it was the young Oriental behind Mashima Shigemune that impressed Alex more!

That young man seems to be less than thirty years old, the body of the Kuiguo tall, square face two eyes gaze is very deep, black hair meticulously combed, although wearing a servant’s clothes, but the temperament is very uncommon!

“Hello! Mr. Mashima.” Alex extended his hand first.

The average looking man shook Alex’s hand very casually.

“I am Alex B., Director of Intelligence for the Mathermel Alliance. I’m Alex Hawk, Director of Intelligence for the Mathermel League. This is Alfonso Vinzo. Governor Venzo.”

Mashima Shigemune smiled and shook hands with Alfonso, saying, “I’ve heard a lot about you two! Governor Hawk’s rescue of Mr. Osglom is really admirable! Governor Wenzo is also well known in Bristol! I am so lucky to see you both today!”

Alex smiled slightly and said, “Mr. Mashima is too kind! It’s really presumptuous of us to bother you here today! Here is a handwritten letter from His Excellency Ostholm, asking me to give it to you!”

He handed over Fred’s letter. Mashima Shigemune took the letter and read it carefully, with a slight smile on his face that seemed to have been expected. Looking at Mashima Shigemune’s smile, Alex and Alfonso felt that the purpose of this time seemed to be able to be achieved.

“Governor Hawk, I think you should have long ago gotten to know me, Mashima Shigemune, as a person! As long as you all have the sincerity to cooperate, I am a partner you can absolutely trust! Not to mention that His Excellency Osherom has promised me asylum?”

Alex was very satisfied with Shige-sune Mashima’s reply. It seemed that this king of smugglers was really a smart and smooth guy who appeared to be very generous, but in fact, his words meant that “as long as you give me money, then both sides can continue to cooperate forever”. However, Mashima Shigemune’s reply was enough.

Alex smiled and said, “Thank you, Mr. Mashima! Mr. Fred will be very pleased with your reply!” He paused for a moment and added, “Mr. Mashima, Alfonso and I have brought two more gifts with us on this visit!”

“Oh? What gift?”

Alex clapped his hands and two allied soldiers walked in pushing Julia and Yoko Hashimoto, who were naked and had their arms tied behind their backs!

Seeing the two naked, bound beauties standing in front of them full of shame, Mashima Shigemune’s eyes immediately began to light up!

Since it was going to be given as a gift to Mashima Shigemune, Alex had forbidden everyone along the way from trashing Julia and Hashimoto Yoko, lest the two women be tortured into an unacceptably gaunt description.

Julia and the female doctor’s hands were tied behind their backs, and the ropes were strangled from the top and bottom of their breasts, making their plump and erect peaks stand out more and more. Since they were captured on the planet Medovi, the two women had been imprisoned by Thunder Dragon for more than a year, and the whole day’s abuse and lust had left an indelible mark on their beautiful and proud bodies. Although no one had ravaged them along the way, traces of whipping and torture could still be vaguely seen on Julia and Yoko’s bodies, and there were also scars on their slender ankles from the heavy shackles.

Julia and Yoko knew that they were now being given away as gifts again, to be subjected to new abuses and ravages, and their deep shame and sorrow made them both look full of shame and anguish, and painfully bowed their heads to not look at the men in front of them.

“This blonde woman’s name is Julia and she’s an officer in the Defense Force. That one is Dr. Yoko Hashimoto. Both of them were members of the Violet Team that we captured, and now they’re both yours!” Alex proudly introduced the identities of the two women to Mashima Shigemune.

Mashima Shigemune listened and nodded his head, satisfied with the looks and status of the two beauties. He approached the two naked women and carefully looked at the two future female slaves, seeing the marks left on Julia and Yoko Hashimoto’s bodies after being abused, he thought to himself, “These Thunder Dragon guys are really rough! They don’t know how to train a slave girl at all!”

He reached down and lifted Julia’s bowed head, and the blonde, with a look of humiliation on her face, made to break away to twist her face aside.

“Hmph! Quite stubborn! Such a woman is fun to play with!” Mashima Shigemune muttered in his mind and turned to hold up the female doctor’s face again.

Like Julia, Yoko Hashimoto’s pretty cheeks had blushed with shame, and her bound body shivered gently. Seeing an ordinary looking Oriental in front of her, Yoko’s sexy lips twitched as if she was going to say something but didn’t, tears of humiliation rolling around in her eyes.

Getting a female slave like Yoko Hashimoto, who is full of mature womanly charms, refined and sexy, in faraway Bristol, and moreover is his own compatriot, Shigezon Mashima is immediately interested in the female doctor.

While the female doctor was humiliated and embarrassed, her body didn’t seem to react as strongly to Mashima’s contact as Julia’s. The sophisticated Mashima Shigezō immediately sensed the difference between the two slave girls: the female doctor was the kind of woman that could be conquered with simple violence and abuse, while Julia, who had been an officer in the National Defense Forces, would have to make a little more effort.

Mashima Shigemune couldn’t help but sigh softly when he saw that the ropes used by Alfonso’s men to bind the two women were already deeply strangled into the delicate snow-white skin of the female doctor’s arms and upper body, but he didn’t let anyone untie Julia and Yoko. He carefully looked at Hashimoto Yoko’s beautiful face of shame and sadness, holding back tears of pain; and looked back at the slender, sexy and fit blonde Julia, and thought in his heart: “That Fred is really generous, to give me really good goods!”

He glanced again at Julia and the little pussy under the female doctor that was no longer a delicate red color because it had been ravaged and raped so many times, and thought, “It’s just a shame that it’s being used a little too much?”

Mashima Shigemune thought, reaching out to gently hold the two plump, soft globes of flesh on Yoko Hashimoto’s chest, pressing his fingers against the two delicate red cherries on top and gently rubbing them.

“Oh… no…” the female doctor lowered her head vigorously, her face flushed red, her mouth moaning softly and her body writhing gently.

Mashima Shigemune continued to play with Yoko’s beautiful breasts with one hand, while his other hand skillfully slid down the ripe flesh to find the plump, fat mound at the back of the woman’s body, and skillfully groped his way along the hidden and fascinating slit between the two plump hemispheres.

Although Dr. Hashimoto’s ass had been ravaged and destroyed by Leilong’s guy for such a long time, it still managed to remain high and full, with no signs of sagging. Mashima Shigemune’s hands skillfully roamed over the fleshy ass, causing Hashimoto Yoko to feel a numbing,-like sensation coming from her lower body. She didn’t dare to struggle, but the shame and bitterness of having a man play with and stimulate her sensual parts was so unbearable that Yoko shivered and moaned as if she was about to cry.

Mashima Shigemune kept both hands groping the female doctor with abandon, but his eyes were always attentive to the woman’s expression. The bitterness and sorrow on Yoko Hashimoto’s face satisfied him, and he looked downward again as the female doctor tightly twisted her long, plump legs, her flat belly rising and falling violently.

He suddenly thrust a hand between the female Doctor’s legs.

“No! …” the female doctor firmly resisted, clenching her legs as hard as she could, but Mashima Shigemune’s hand plunged in anyway!

Surrounded by the delicate skin at the base of the female doctor’s thighs, Mashima Shigemune seemed to feel that the hot little pussy on top of his hand had become wet. With a lewd grin on his face, he withdrew his hand and used his other hand to grab Yoko Hashimoto’s hair and lift the female doctor’s face up. Staring dead in Yoko’s face, he brought the hand he had just withdrawn from between Yoko’s legs up to his nose, sniffing vigorously at the glistening lewdness smeared on it.

“That’s a nice smell! Dr. Woman?!”

“Don’t, let go of me!” Yoko Hashimoto was grabbed by Shigezon Mashima’s hair, and could only watch as he sniffed at the lewd water that was staining his fingers and flowing out of his own body despite being played with without any shame, and she was so ashamed that she was about to pass out.

“Hahaha!” Mashima Shigemune laughed and let go of the female doctor.

“Iron Eagle!”

“Yes! Mr. Mashima!” The young man who had been standing motionless behind Mashima Shigezon agreed. “Iron Eagle” seemed to be his nickname.

Ever since Mashima and the young man came in, Alex had been quietly watching this “Iron Eagle” guy. Just now, when Mashima Chongzong talked to Alex, read the letter, and during the whole process of Mashima Chongzong toying with the female doctor, he had been standing quietly behind Mashima Chongzong in one position, his Kuai Gou’s straight body had the intimidating aura like a mountain peak, and his face was expressionless, always watching the surrounding area, even the two naked beauties couldn’t make him distracted for a little while.

Looking at this “Iron Eagle”, Alex couldn’t help but think of Fred’s loyal servant Leo. However, Iron Eagle gave Alex the impression that he was a more powerful character than Leo. A good kung fu is certain, and it seems that this Iron Eagle’s mind must also be very simple.

“Iron Eagle, take these two slave girls down! You know what you should do with them, don’t you?”

“Of course! Don’t worry, Mr. Mashima!”

Iron Eagle clapped his hands and two servants of Mashima Shigemune walked in. Iron Eagle and the two servants escorted Julia and Yoko Hashimoto out.

Watching Iron Eagle escort the two women away, Mashima Shigemune turned back to Alex and Alfonso and said, “Iron Eagle will train these two women to become real bitches that ooze when they see whips and ropes!”

Seeing that Alex and Alfonso’s eyes still seem to have a somewhat disbelieving look, Mashima Shigemune continued, “If you two have time, why don’t you stay with me for a few more days, and see how well the Iron Eagle’s conditioning has turned out?”

Alex looked at Alfonso, who had a clear look of excitement in his eyes : “Alright then, Mr. Mashima! We’ll trouble you for a few days!”

Chapter 6 – Iron Eagle’s Tactics

Being a guest at Mashima Shigemune’s estate, the feast must have been sumptuous. Just one dinner, which according to Mashima Shigemune was quite ordinary, was an eye-opening experience for Alex and Alfonso. Exquisite oriental dishes and flavorful wines made the two of them feast.

After the meal, strolling in the quiet estate of Mashima Shige-sune, Alex suddenly remembered a question, he could not restrain his curiosity, and asked his master: “Mr. Mashima, I have a very presumptuous question: can you tell me about your past?”

Alfonso heard Alex’s question and was also instantly drawn to it. Indeed, who wouldn’t be curious about the life of Mashima Shigemune, considered to be the most mysterious and versatile king of smuggling ever – Mashima Shigemune?

Mashima Shigemune didn’t look surprised at all, as if he had known Alex would ask himself that question.

He smiled in a relaxed tone and said, “Governor Hawk, I’m actually just a very ordinary person! But my past…”

As if a faint pain suddenly flashed across his face, Mashima Shigezong’s eyes looked deeply into the distance… Mashima Shigezong was actually Chinese, and originally had a happy home and loving parents. But when his mother had an affair, his father, who had discovered the secret, beat his mother and threatened her not to have any more relations with her lover. Unexpectedly, his mother was so angry that she colluded with her lover to poison his father, leaving the young Mashima Shigezon to run away.

A Japanese man named Shigeharu Mashima adopted the orphaned boy and gave him the Japanese name “Shigeharu Mashima”. His adoptive father, Shigeharu Mashima, was a smuggler, so Mashima began his turbulent and dangerous life as a child with him.

When Shigezune Mashima was sixteen years old, Shigeharu Mashima was killed by the National Defense Forces while smuggling, and Shigezune Mashima inherited his mantle as the leader of a smuggling ring. Soon, young Mashima Shigezune showed an amazing talent for the trade, using his wit and smoothness to organize a huge smuggling ring.

Mashima then met a beautiful Japanese girl and fell deeply in love with her. The girl abandoned her family and began to follow Mashima around the universe. But then things changed. After a few years, the girl became tired of being hunted everywhere and hated the danger, and she began to fight with Mashima. In the end, the woman reported Mashima to the authorities in order to get rid of him once and for all! While Mashima is arrested and exiled to a distant planet to serve hard labor, the woman returns to Earth with a large bounty to start a new life.

At the age of twenty-six, Mashima spent two of his darkest years on that planet before he managed to escape. One of the first things he did was to lead his former men to the planet to kidnap the woman he had loved so much, but who had betrayed him. Burning with vengeance, Mashima ordered his men to gang-rape the woman in front of him, and then tortured her to death by all kinds of cruel means.

From that moment on, Shigezon Mashima, the king of smugglers, was born, combining intelligence and cruelty, cunning and iron fist. Over the next twenty years, Shige-Sou Mashima cautiously and efficiently built his own vast and formidable smuggling empire, of which he was the king.

Since then, Mashima never trusted anyone, especially women! As a result of his tragic childhood and betrayal by his lover, Mashima began to hate all women in a perverted way, especially those who were beautiful and honorable. For those beautiful women who thought they were superior, but despised or opposed him, Mashima tried to capture them, first violently raped them, and then used all kinds of cruel methods to turn them into lowly sex slaves for himself and his men to use as they wished.

After listening to Mashima Shigemune’s narration, Alex and Alfonso both fell silent. It was not expected that this legendarily mysterious Mashima Chongzong had such a tragic experience, and that he had so many painful memories wrapped up under his confident and indifferent exterior.

How can I describe this man? He was cruel and cunning, he hated women and abused them with sick cruelty, but was all of this the fault of Mashima Shigemune? Alex really didn’t know what to say, in fact, the dark things hidden in his own heart might not be much less than this infamous smuggling king; the things he had done were not more honorable than Mashima Shigezune, and even compared to Mashima Shigezune, who was really in danger at any time and had been deeply hurt, his own actions appeared to be even more unexplained.

“Oh, Governor Hawk, have I disappointed you with my experience? I told you: Mashima Shigezune isn’t that mysterious, he’s also an ordinary person!” Mashima Shigemune said calmly.

It was as if after the mysterious outer covering that had originally surrounded Mashima Shigezou had been lifted, this person had truly become ordinary as well, and the distance between the two sides had instantly closed.

“Mr. Mashima, you don’t always have to address us as Governor, just call me Alex.”

“Alright then! I see that both of you are very promising, and ambitious young people, and I appreciate you! Young people, I’ve been in the storm for most of my life, more or less also accumulated a little experience. I would like to advise you that in this world, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy! There is no other reason! In order to succeed, you can do whatever it takes and sacrifice everything! Don’t be hesitant or indecisive!”

Alex smiled slightly : “Thank you for your advice, Alfonso and I will keep it in mind!”

Alfonso nodded along, but in his heart he thought, “What does this guy mean by talking to us about this?”

Alex suddenly asked, “By the way, Mr. Mashima, what is that Iron Eagle?”

Mashima Shigemune laughed and said, “What? Alex, you think the Iron Eagle is very interesting is it?”

“No, I think Ironhawk is more than just an interesting young man!”

“Not bad! Iron Eagle is indeed a remarkable young man, and I treat him as if he were my own son!”

“Oh?”

“It was eighteen years ago, on one of my voyages I met a starship that had been ransacked by pirates, and almost everyone on it had been killed by the pirates, and I found Ironhawk, who was but eight years old, in a small storeroom of that starship, and whose parents had both been killed by the pirates. I brought him back and realized that the boy was very resourceful and overly talented, so I kept him with me, raising him and teaching him various skills.”

Mashima Shigemune paused as he spoke, his gaze suddenly becoming kind.

“I don’t have any children, so I take Iron Eagle as my son. Iron Eagle is not only my assistant and housekeeper, but also responsible for me to teach those disobedient bitch!” Saying that, Mashima Shigemune stood up, stretched his waist and sighed: “Alas, my body and energy have been failing more and more in the past few years, and I’ve had to leave a lot of things to Iron Eagle to do! But Iron Eagle did a good job, I’m very relieved!”

Alex noticed that when Shinjima Shigemune talked about the young assistant Iron Eagle, he seemed to be as contented as an old man reminiscing about the past. Could it be that the powerful Mashima Shigezomu had begun to lose the sharpness of his former self, and had taken the young Iron Eagle as a support for himself? Or is it that deep in his heart, Mashima Shigezou really expects to have a child, a son as outstanding as Iron Eagle?

“Hey! Alex, what are you thinking about?” Seeing that Alex had wandered off, Alfonso tapped him on the shoulder and said.

“Oh, nothing.” Alex hurriedly retrieved his drifting thoughts and smiled somewhat apologetically.

“Come along, young man! Would you like to go see what Iron Eagle did to those two women?” Mashima Shigemune looked at the two young rebel raisers with a sly look.

Before Alex could say anything, Alfonso grabbed his hand and said, “Well, the two of us aren’t going to leave for the night anyway, so it would be a bit of a diversion to go and see those two bitches being coached by your assistant in a lousy way, right?”

The two women, Julia and Yoko Hashimoto, were escorted by Iron Eagle and his men through the manor to a house close to Shigezon Mashima’s residence.

Along the way, from the conversation of the Allied soldiers guarding them, Julia and Yoko had learned that they would be given as a gift to the famous Mashima Shigemune. In their hearts, the two women were both saddened and horrified, because they, especially Julia, knew more or less about Mashima Shigezune’s character. The thought of being incarcerated and ravaged by Thunder Dragon’s gang for so long, and then being handed over to that famous smuggler who took pleasure in torturing and tempering women, made Julia and Dr. Woman both scared and ashamed.

Upon seeing the two naked beauties bound and escorted in by the Iron Eagle, there were immediately a few naked and strong hunks who greeted them.

The guys gathered around, ogled Julia and Yoko Hashimoto’s naked, proud bodies with abandon, and reached out to bounce their hands on the two women’s ample breasts a few times, knowing that a new prey had fallen into their hands.

“Young Master Iron Eagle, where did these two little ladies come from?”

Here, no one dared to call Iron Eagle by his name except for Mashima Shigemune.

“This!” A cold smile appeared on Iron Eagle’s face as he grabbed a handful of Julia’s messy blonde hair and lifted her face full of humiliated expressions.

“This one is a Defense Force officer, a member of the Violet Team! Team Violet, ever heard of it?” Iron Eagle emphasized in particular.

“Oh, this bitch is an officer of the Violet Group!” Two guys said as if they were surprised, staring more and more intently at Julia.

In the eyes of these criminals who were on the run for their lives, the Violet Group used to be a very loud name. But the mention of the name of the Violet Group at this moment made Julia feel even more miserable. Once a member of the honorable Violet Group, but now in such a miserable situation, allowing these criminals to abuse and rape her at will, Julia’s face was filled with a look of pain and shame.

Ironhawk sneered and let go of Julia, turning to lift Yoko Hashimoto’s face up again.

Yoko had just been teased by Mashima Shigemune, and the blush had not yet faded from her face, tears still brimming in her beautiful eyes.

“This bitch is supposedly an M.D. who also participated in the Violet Team’s hunt for Fred, only to become someone’s prisoner! Hahaha!”

Iron Eagle couldn’t help but laugh after introducing the two new female slaves in a sarcastic tone, and the men followed suit.

“Young Master Iron Eagle, then how did you get these two pussies?”

“It wasn’t me who got them. It was the Mathermel Alliance that wanted to cooperate with us, so Fred gave these two bitches as a gift to Mr. Mashima Shigemune. Now they’ll be given to us to teach and tame before they’re given to Mr. Mashima Shigezou as slaves!”

“No problem! Young Master Iron Eagle, just watch us!”

With that, a couple guys came up to pull Julia and Yoko Hashimoto.

“Don’t towel me! Asshole!” Yoko Hashimoto pleaded as if she was about to cry, struggling.

“Yoko, these guys are animals! Don’t beg them!” Julia shouted to the female doctor, knowing it was useless to resist, letting the two guys push and shove her.

“SLAP!” Iron Eagle walked up and slapped Julia hard! Blood flowed down the corner of Julia’s mouth.

“Bitch! You won’t be hard for long!!!”

Iron Eagle commanded a couple of guys to push Julia and Yoko Hashimoto into a corridor, where they first put the female doctor into a room, then escorted Julia into another.

The large room was somewhat dimly lit, filled with a damp, yet sour and odd odor, and was set up like a torture chamber.

Looking around at the horrible instruments of torture and the whips and shackles scattered and thrown on the floor, Julia couldn’t help but start to feel fear again, she didn’t know what these cruel guys were going to use to torture themselves again.

Seeing Julia’s pale face and slightly shaking body, Iron Eagle laughed coldly, “What? The female officer of our Violet Team seems to be a little scared?”

Julia forced down her inner fear and disgust and glared fiercely at Iron Eagle.

Ironhawk whispered something into a guy’s ear, and the guy turned and ran out.

“Bitch, you’re going to get a taste of these!” Ironhawk said to Julia, pointing to the gruesome instruments of torture in the room.

“Untie the ropes from her.”

A couple guys came over and untied the ropes that held Julia’s arms back.

Julia snow-white flesh, clear patter left by the rope tightly bound traces, arms are also a little numb, she moved a couple of times. Knowing that there is no possibility of escaping, Julia did not want to do that unnecessary struggle, her arms clasped in front of her chest, tightly clamped slender legs standing, waiting for the Iron Eagle to come to their own hands.

The guy who had just gone out walked in holding a roll of black tape about two fingers wide that looked soft and flexible and seemed to be wet.

Iron Eagle took the tape and walked over to Julia: “Bitch, put your hands behind your back!”

Julia stubbornly stood still and stared at Iron Eagle dead in the face.

“Hmph!” Iron Eagle grunted contemptuously from his nose and made a wink. Immediately a guy came up and grabbed Julia from behind by both arms and twisted them straight up.

“Ah!” Both arms were viciously twisted backwards behind her back, so painful that Julia couldn’t help but let out a soft yelp. She wanted to struggle, but she was no match for the large, powerful hands behind her, so she could only lower her head and stand there.

Ironhawk whistled easily as he walked over to Julia. He skillfully used the straps in his hand to bind the arms around Julia’s upper body and behind her back.

Iron Eagle’s movements were swift but not rough, he used the straps to bind Julia’s plump breasts up and down first, then on Julia’s arms behind her back from top to bottom in a single tight line up to her wrists, and then finally used the straps to securely bind Julia’s arms and waist together again.

Julia couldn’t struggle, her arms were tied together behind her back and she couldn’t move. The soft and elastic straps were tightly wrapped around Julia’s breasts and waist, which didn’t make her feel any pain, but just a strange feeling.

The black straps were tied around Julia’s white and sexy body, showing a special kind of sultriness and lewdness. Those Iron Eagle’s men looked on and said: “Ah, young master’s technique is really skillful! That little bitch will never be able to escape from Mr. Iron Eagle’s hands this time!”

Iron Eagle raised his head triumphantly as he listened to the compliments of his men.

“Hmph, bitch, isn’t it much more comfortable to be tied up?” Iron Eagle frivolously cupped Julia’s face with his hand and stared at Julia, who was flying red with shame, and asked.

Julia subconsciously twisted her upper body, her arms bound without the slightest movement.

“Don’t waste your breath. Take her to that room!”

The guys obviously knew what “that room” meant, and immediately came up with a sly grin and pushed Julia out.

Julia was led to a thick iron door with a small window. A guy opened the iron door and lifted his leg and kicked Julia in hard.

Julia stumbled and fell to the cold ground, hearing the iron door behind her heaved shut and locked. She squirmed and struggled to sit up.

It seemed like a not-so-large cell, the light inside was slightly dim, and there was a faint strange odor in the air. The room was empty, Julia looked up and saw four cameras hanging from the ceiling around the cell, apparently the enemy would use the cameras to monitor every move of the slaves held here.

Julia sat on the ground wearily, wondering why that Iron Eagle had locked herself into this cell alone. Judging from her past encounters, those guys would have come to gang rape her first, and then tortured and tortured her with those vile and cruel means. But now Iron Eagle just tied himself up and put into the cell, think than the more vicious means is still behind.

Julia thought as she moved her body to try to lean against the wall. Suddenly, she felt the back of her ass towel into something hard and flexible, still vibrating gently! Julia couldn’t help but shriek.

She hurriedly looked back.

Only then did Julia notice that there were five or six dildos of various lengths and shapes cast on the floor of this room! Each one of them was made in such a way that even the tiny veins on the ebony dildos were there, and two of them were the kind of double-headed dildos that had two heads and could be inserted into both the front and back of the pussy at the same time! Not only were these wicked things extremely flexible, they could also vibrate at various speeds!

Julia hurriedly got up on her knees, struggled to move her knees to avoid the weird and evil contraptions on the floor, and scuffed to sit down in the corner. With her heart still pounding, Julia subconsciously looked up at the cameras hanging all around her, through which her enemy must have seen her panicked appearance as she had just bumped into the dildo.

She leaned against the wall, feeling her arms bound behind her back by the Iron Eagle begin to go numb and her body felt tired. Anyway, having been in this situation, she could only let these guys torture her, Julia thought as she drifted off to sleep.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Julia was suddenly awakened by a nightmare. She dreamed that she was hanging by her hands and feet like a wild animal over a fire, with the fire underneath roasting her body mercilessly, and surrounded by Fred and Alex, who laughed maniacally and waved their whips around, beating her brutally. Julia couldn’t struggle at all, she could only scream loudly…

Julia awoke with a start, realizing that she was no longer sitting against the wall, but curled up on the floor, sweating from the nightmare, and her heart still pounding violently. She felt like her mouth was dry and her whole body felt as if it had literally gone through a violent struggle, and she had no strength at all.

Julia tried to sit up again when she suddenly felt a sticky liquid running between her legs.

She looked down and was surprised to see a large amount of lewd water flowing out of her pussy and sticking to the snowy skin at the base of her thighs!

Julia blushed for a moment, what was wrong with her? How could she ooze even in this horrible nightmare? Her hands were tied behind her back, so she had to wriggle her legs to pin up the humiliating filth, and subconsciously looked at the camera, as if she was afraid of being seen in this state by her enemies as she lay more and more curled up.

But I don’t know what happened, but as Julia lay on the ground, it was as if there was a kind of heat churning in her body that she couldn’t restrain. At first, she was just gently rubbing on the ground, trying to distract herself. But soon Julia felt her body hot, and there is a kind of unspeakable tingling feeling from the pussy between the legs, she can clearly feel some shameful liquid is still flowing out of the pussy.

Julia suddenly remembered that since she and Yoko had been taken aboard Alfonso’s battleship as a gift to Mashima Shigezon, the Thunder Dragon guys hadn’t messed with her and the Doctor for days, had they? A burning sensation shot across Julia’s face as she couldn’t believe how low she had become under the brutal abuse of her enemy. But the changes in her body were becoming more and more obvious and humiliating to Julia, her panting gradually became heavier and heavier, and her long, strong legs were tightly twisted together, rubbing hard against the roots of her itchy, hot thighs.

Struggling in pain and shame, the blonde’s eyes suddenly swept to the evil and real black objects on the floor, the slightly vibrating dildos catching Julia’s eyes as if they were demons. Julia let out a low moan, the hands tied behind her back suddenly clenched and unclenched, her fingers toweled down to her already sweaty, fleshy ass, and another shiver ran through Julia’s body. Her own fingers touching her own body can make her produce a strange feeling, Julia can not help but lie on the ground writhing up.

“Ah! …” The burning heat underneath her made Julia finally moan out, her naked flesh dripping with sweat. Not caring about the cameras anymore, Julia kept twisting her slim waist and long legs, staring at the evil black rods on the ground with a look of pain and anguish in her eyes.

Julia’s consciousness began to get confused, and she seemed to see Fred and the brontosaurus guys standing around her, laughing lustfully at the desperate Julia writhing and struggling on the ground, their thick meaty rods encircling her and slapping against Julia’s naked body.

“Nope! Can’t towel it! Julia, pull yourself together!” What little sanity was left screamed in her subconscious, and the disoriented blonde had begun to struggle and crawl towards the black demons on the ground.

Caught in a lustful ecstasy, Julia was no longer able to dominate her body, and all she could see were the black rods that could free her from this pain and anguish. With her naked body glistening with sweat, she struggled to creep and squirm on the ground, finally crawling to a black dildo.

Already forgetting her shame, Julia shook her bound body and squatted up, spreading her legs widely and sitting down on the black object set on the ground! As the vibrating black rod was engulfed by the slightly open pussy, Julia let out a long, sad cry of relief… “Hahahaha! Iron Eagle, you’re really good at this! She really did sit on it like a real slut!”

Alex and Alfonso, who had been watching Julia break down a little bit through the camera, laughed, and Iron Eagle, who was beside them both, just smiled slightly and said easily, “It’s nothing, it’s a simple thing for me to clean up a bitch like that.”

Ironhawk’s tactics were actually very simple indeed, but it was just a case of administering some gaseous emetic to the cell in which Julia was being held.

“Two Titans, we can go check on that other bitch, she’s probably pretty much conditioned by now!”

In another cell, Yoko Hashimoto, a female doctor, was hanging naked, her arms raised above her head, the rope binding her wrists hanging from a hook in the ceiling, her feet just able to reach the floor.

As soon as Iron Eagle entered with Alex and Alfonso, he heard the female doctor wailing. One of Iron Eagle’s men was holding up a two-finger wide bamboo strip and whipping Yoko Hashimoto’s bare thighs and buttocks. Seeing Iron Eagle enter, the guy torturing the female doctor stopped.

“Young Master Iron Eagle, this bitch has already passed out twice!”

Ironhawk came over and scrutinized the female doctor’s body.

Yoko Hashimoto was dripping wet, her long black hair falling down in a messy fashion, her face tear-stained, her eyes already red and swollen from crying; her naked, ripe body shivering uncontrollably, her breasts, stomach, thighs and buttocks covered with a trail of bruises, a miserable sight.

Seeing Iron Eagle, the female doctor sobbed and begged, “Please, don’t torture me anymore! I’m… I’m dying, please spare me!”

Iron Eagle’s face was expressionless as he stroked the female doctor’s bruised body, leaning over and whispering in her ear, “Beauty, you shouldn’t feel suffering, you should be having fun!”

Yoko Hashimoto felt Iron Eagle’s fingers gently caressing her sensitive body and a shiver ran down her spine, she listened to Iron Eagle’s words and hurriedly nodded her head, then shook her head in alarm, “No, I don’t want to!”

“Don’t want what? Men or whips?!”

“I…” Hashimoto Yoko was flustered for a moment, not knowing what to say to this devilish fellow.

Iron Eagle sneered and said to the henchman, “Let this bitch enjoy herself some more!”

The guy immediately came over and wrapped his arms around Yoko Hashimoto’s body from behind, his hand going between her legs and groping her.

“Ah, no!” The female doctor struggled and squirmed, and she wiggled just a few times before another guy immediately came over and wrapped his arms around Yoko from the front, kissing her on her ample breasts.

“Ah… Oh…” Yoko Hashimoto whimpered in sadness, but her nipples, which were being played with by Iron Eagle’s henchmen with their tongues, were still honestly hard, and her snow-white flesh twisted and moaned uncontrollably.

The guy behind her had one hand gently stroking around the female doctor’s attractive pussy, while the other slid down between the two full mounds of flesh to find the little fleshy hole behind it and immediately inserted his middle finger.

Yoko Hashimoto’s asshole hole had been ravaged by countless men, and now she could no longer feel any resistance to the insertion of a single finger. But the warm walls of flesh in her anus wrapped around the constantly rotating and thrusting finger brought the female doctor an indescribable taste, as if she was going to collapse all over, crystal sweat constantly seeping out of her snow-white delicate skin, wailing miserably, her sexy flesh squirming between the two kuihou men.

Alex and Alfonso watched in silence as Iron Eagle’s trained henchmen toyed with and tortured the unresisting female doctor, and Yoko Hashimoto’s weak whimpers gradually turned into loud moans, shaking her head desperately and struggling violently!

“No! Don’t… I… I can’t do it! Ah! Hurry… don’t… don’t stop! Ah… Please, I can’t take it anymore!!!” Yoko Hashimoto screamed like a madwoman, her body rocking violently back and forth, the two snow-white globes of flesh on her chest bumping into the man’s face in front of her over and over again, her legs shivering uncontrollably!

At this moment, Iron Eagle suddenly waved his hand and cut the rope hanging the female doctor at once! The two henchmen also very tacitly walked away immediately.

“Ah!!! No, please…” the female doctor who fell to the ground wailed loudly.

Yoko Hashimoto lay on the ground, her fat ass still writhing vigorously, shivering and crying, “Oooooooooo… don’t… torture me anymore, I can’t take it anymore! Give… give it to me!”

“Hahaha! …” seeing that the female doctor had completely collapsed, Iron Eagle and Alex and the others burst out laughing.

Ironhawk walked over to the sobbing female doctor on the floor and reached between her legs to feel the slippery, greasy lewdness still flowing out, making a mess at the base of Yoko’s thighs and her lower body.

He grabbed the female doctor by her hair and lifted her face up. Yoko’s face was covered in sweat and tears, and her beautiful eyes showed a look of bitterness and submission.

“Bitch, you’re finally honest now, aren’t you? Want a man to fuck you, do you?”

The female doctor’s body was still trembling, and she mumbled half-heartedly, “Please, don’t torture me anymore! I… I want to ┅┅┅┅” Both ashamed and in pain, Yoko Hashimoto Without finishing her sentence, she burst into tears again.

“Hmph, bitch! If you want a man’s rod, you have to let your lowly body taste the whip first! Crawl over!!!”

The female doctor had completely succumbed, these guys were so cruel in their methods, whenever they had Yoko so far gone that she couldn’t stand it and was about to climax they stopped and tortured her with whips and bamboo slats. Now Yoko Hashimoto just wanted to get free quickly, she followed the direction of Iron Eagle’s finger and obediently crawled over to one of the tables over there, laying her upper body down on the table, standing well apart with her legs spread, and puckering her fat ass.

Ironhawk brought a small leather whip with multiple ends and walked behind the female doctor who was lying on her back in front of the table, heatedly sneering as she lashed out at the plump ass and smooth, delicate backside in front of her!

Ironhawk wasn’t very hard, he whipped the woman in front of him very rhythmically. Yoko Hashimoto shuddered and moaned as the whip landed on her body.

Alex watched as a change slowly appeared on the female doctor’s abused body, her moans of pain gradually becoming demonic, her legs trembling, and a constant flow of crystalline liquid running down the white skin between her legs.

After a while, Iron Eagle stopped. Yoko Hashimoto’s naked buttocks and back were already bruised from the whip, but she was still trembling slightly as if she didn’t know the pain, moaning lewdly.

Satisfied, Iron Eagle made a gesture to one of his men and said, “This bitch has performed quite well! Give her the meat stick!”

The guy immediately came over, grabbed the whip-mark covered ass with both hands, and plunged his thick dick into the female doctor’s already lewd pussy in one go, thrusting hard!

Lying on her back on the table, the female doctor felt a rush of fullness that she had long ago succumbed to, and immediately squirmed unashamedly and wailed loudly in time with the ravishment behind her.

Iron Eagle walked over to Alex and Alfonso and said with a smile, “Well? This bitch will make a very good slave with a little training!”

Alex smiled and nodded.

“Come on, let’s go see that blonde bitch!”

The three returned to the door of the cell where Julia was being held, and Iron Eagle opened the heavy iron door of the cell and stepped inside.

As soon as they walked into the cell, they immediately saw a beautiful blonde woman with her arms tied behind her back sitting on the floor with her legs widely spread. A dark object was being inserted into the fascinating flesh pussy between this woman’s legs, and some glittering liquid was smeared on it and on the ground. The woman was writhing her slender waist unceasingly, and moving moans were coming out of her mouth.

Seeing Iron Eagle and the others walk in, Julia let out a gasp and immediately shivered. But she still sat on the black dildo and didn’t get up, her eyes filled with shame and pain.

“Hahaha! What a shameless bitch..! How dare you sit on it by yourself? What a shameless bitch!!!” Iron Eagle viciously abused Julia with a cruel and satisfied look in his eyes.

Being seen by Iron Eagle and Alex with their own eyes in this ugly state of their own, Julia for a moment only felt her head blank, she wanted to struggle to squat up, but her weak legs couldn’t move, and that evil black rod was still vibrating in her pussy, Julia struggled for a few times, and lost her voice and cried out in pain.

“Hahaha! …Governor Hawk, let’s go! Don’t get in the way of this Defense Force beauty’s pleasure! Ha ha ha!!!”

Ironhawk and Alex laughed as they walked out of the cell, the whimpering sobs of a humiliated Julia coming from behind them.

Early the next morning, Alex and Alfonso got up and went to the living room, where Mashima Shigemune was already sitting there waiting for them.

“Young man, did you see Ironhawk deal with those two bitches last night?”

“Mr. Mashima, what an eye-opener for us!”

“Hehehe, it’s really nothing, as long as you carefully analyze the characteristics of these bitchy women, you’ll find a trick to deal with them! I’m afraid you guys don’t have the energy to study this?”

Alex smiled and nodded, he was about to say something else when suddenly an allied soldier walked in.

“Reporting to Governor Venzo and Governor Hawk! His Excellency Ostholm has called, asking you both to hurry back, there is an urgent military matter to discuss!”

(to be continued)