The thought drew a cold smile to James's lips. Though Muiril possessed a voluptuous figure, her combat prowess paled in comparison to other high-ranking officers.

“Anne, Anna!” he called the two special ops assassins through his communicator. “Prepare for action. Target: the rebel base.”

Soon, two curvaceous mature female assassins appeared before James. They wore form-fitting black combat suits, their voluptuous figures clearly visible.

“What's our mission?” Anne asked, her ample breasts rising and falling with each breath.

“Simple,” James ordered. “Take out that useless sow Muiril. Remember—I want a swift strike. Don't alert anyone else.”

The two assassins nodded in acknowledgment, then vanished into the night, stealthily heading toward the rebel base...

James watched their retreating figures, lost in thought: “It's time to end this game...” Inside the conference room, a scene of debauchery unfolded. Muiril's voluptuous body lay naked across the wide conference table, entangled with an equally curvaceous futa prostitute. The futa straddled Muiril, its massive cock plunging deep into the commander's slippery depths.

“Oh... deeper...” Muiril writhed lasciviously, her bikini-style officer's uniform already soaked through with sweat.

At that very moment, Anna silently disposed of the mature female guard at the door. Creeping through the shadows into the conference room, the scene before her filled her with both shock and fury.

Muiril was intimately entwined with a futa prostitute, their voluptuous bodies writhing together as sweat mingled with bodily fluids dripped onto the conference table.

Anna drew her dagger with a cold smile, aiming precisely at the exposed testicles of the futa prostitute and thrusting deep.

“Eeeek!” The futa let out a piercing scream, her voluptuous body convulsing violently before going still.

Muiril stared in shock at the futa prostitute in her arms, her eyes rolled back and tongue hanging out, only then realizing danger had arrived. Her ample frame trembled slightly with terror, her massive breasts rising and falling with rapid breaths.

“Heavens... Help...” Muiril frantically tried to push the corpse away and rise, but her legs had already gone limp from the earlier encounter. Looks like we're right on time..." Anne pushed the futa prostitute's corpse to the floor, coldly observing Muiril slumped over the conference table. The Arab commander's voluptuous body still trembled slightly, her ample breasts heaving violently with terror.

“Please... please spare me...” Muiril begged, attempting to curl her voluptuous form into a ball.

Anne sneered coldly. The dagger flashed with a sharp gleam as it plunged violently into Muiril's wet, honeyed slit.

“Splash!”

"Oh... fuck! Cunt... ...I'm going to break..." Muiril's eyes rolled back as her voluptuous body convulsed violently.

Anne mercilessly thrust the dagger in and out, twisting it deep within Muiril's loose vagina, each stroke deeper and more brutal than the last. The Arab commander's plump flesh trembled as if electrocuted, her full thighs twitching uncontrollably.

“Guh... no...”

With one final, brutal thrust, the dagger pierced Muiril's delicate womb. Blood and vaginal fluids gushed from the wound, staining the inner thighs of her voluptuous legs in a messy, crimson trail.

Muiril's voluptuous body convulsed violently a few times before collapsing limply onto the table, unconscious. Her sagging uterus flowed out along with the blood from her genitalia, forming a dark crimson stain on the tabletop.

Anne retrieved her camera and snapped several photographs as evidence. She and Anna then worked together to haul Muiril's obese corpse outside and hang it from a roadside signpost. The commander's voluptuous form stood starkly illuminated by moonlight, a steady drip of mixed fluids still trickling from between her legs...

The following morning, Karit and Bor returned to base. The sight of the body hanging from the signpost struck them like a thunderclap. Muiril's voluminous flesh hung high, her ample form fully exposed.

“Utterly useless,” Kalit remarked coldly. “She got what she deserved.”

Bor silently averted his gaze and began examining the scene's traces... “Looks like the government forces have started their counterattack...”

6

In the conference room, Karit gathered several senior officers to discuss countermeasures. Besides Bor, there were two mature female officers: Amia and Matia.

“Muiril's position is now vacant,” Kalit stated as he unfolded a map. “Government forces' intelligence indicates they're preparing a new offensive.” Martia snorted coldly. “That good-for-nothing who only knew how to fool around with futa prostitutes deserved to die. Getting ambushed at the base? It's an absolute disgrace to our rebels.”

Amiya gently patted Matia's arm. “Now's not the time for that. We need to discuss our next move.”

Kallit nodded, retrieving captured intelligence files from the safe. “Analysis of these documents indicates we must handle two critical tasks simultaneously: First, assassinate Dr. Chen Mei, the government forces' core researcher. Second, set up an ambush along the coast to disrupt their supply lines.”

“I'll handle the doctor,” Amiya volunteered, her chest rising and falling slightly as she spoke.

Matia stood up: “Then the coastal ambush is mine. This time, we'll teach the government forces a lesson they won't forget.”

Kalit watched the two capable female officers with satisfaction: "Excellent. Amiya will lead the assassination. Matia will prepare the ambush. Remember, we only have a three-day window. After the two officers saluted and departed, only Karit and Bor remained in the conference room. “Our situation seems to be growing increasingly perilous...” Karit gazed thoughtfully out the window. Bor responded, “Indeed. We must accelerate our operations...” And so, the rebels' new round of operational plans was officially launched...

At dusk, Amia followed Chen Mei into a secluded alley. The government scientist was preparing to drive home, utterly unaware of the impending danger.

Amia suddenly appeared, clamping her hand firmly over Chen Mei's swollen pubic mound. The female doctor's voluptuous body convulsed violently, her legs nearly buckling beneath her.

“Oh... who are you...?” Chen Mei stared in terror at the female officer before her.

Amiya replied coldly, “I'm here to end your sinful research career. But... first, let me play with this lustful body of yours...”

She unbuttoned her uniform pants, revealing her moist labia, and forced Chen Mei to kneel and lick.

“Mmm... mmm...” Chen Mei was compelled to perform this humiliating service, her voluptuous body trembling slightly with each movement.

After a moment of play, Amia drew her pistol and commanded, “Now, spread your legs and masturbate while squatting!”

Chen Mei stared in terror at the black muzzle, helplessly spreading her ample thighs to assume a lewd posture on the floor.

“No... please don't...” She began rubbing her own crotch in shame, her voluptuous body gradually responding.

Amia watched coldly as the female doctor skillfully teased herself. Just as the climax approached, she pulled the trigger.

“Thud!”

The bullet struck Chen Mei's masturbating vaginal opening with precision. The female doctor let out a lewd scream as her voluptuous body convulsed violently.

“Ahhh... My cunt's gonna rot away...” Chen Mei's eyes rolled back as warm, sticky fluid gushed from the wound.

Then, her body collapsed heavily into her own fluids, unable to move ever again...

Amia coldly surveyed the fallen female doctor, wiped fingerprints from the gun, and vanished silently into the night...

Amiya gazed at Chen Mei's voluptuous corpse with lingering satisfaction before stripping off her uniform pants and straddling the female doctor's face.

“Mmm, what a slutty body...” Amiya's plump thighs clamped around Chen Mei's head as her cunt rubbed back and forth across the corpse's face.

“Oh... even in death, you'll give me pleasure...” Amia closed her eyes, reveling in the sensation of the corpse's cold cheek rubbing against her private parts.

Just then, hurried footsteps echoed in the distance. James, responding to the gunshot alert, rushed to the scene and spotted Amia's lewd act from afar.

Amia, lost in her final throes of pleasure, remained utterly oblivious to the footsteps closing in behind her...

Only when she pulled up her pants and prepared to leave did she discover James standing directly behind her.

“Rebel bitch, having fun, huh...” James said coldly, drawing his weapon.

Amia spun to flee, but a brutal blow from James sent her crashing to the ground. Her voluptuous body twitched a few times before she lost consciousness.

James sneered coldly, hoisting Amia's plump frame by the collar as he strode toward the police station... “This time, you rebels will pay the price...”

Late one night a week later, in the basement of the government forces headquarters. Amia had been tortured to the brink of death, but she finally revealed all the rebels' plans. James decided to carry out the execution order personally.

Inside the interrogation room, Amia's hands were bound behind her back, her legs fixed in a horse stance on a specialized device. Her voluptuous body was covered in wounds, her once crisp officer's uniform now torn and tattered.

“Rebel sow,” James said coldly, his finger poised over the control button. “Today is your day of reckoning.”

Amia's voluptuous body trembled slightly. “Please... don't...”

With a dull thud, a steel spike erupted from the floor, piercing precisely through her slackened vagina.

“Splash!”

“Gah... no... my cunt is splitting apart...” Amia's eyes rolled back as her voluptuous body arched in agony. The steel spike drove deep into her vaginal cavity, forcing her entire frame upward.

Blood trickled down the spike, pooling into a dark crimson stain on the floor.

James watched coldly as Amia's plump body convulsed violently with the spike, her twin peaks jiggling incessantly.

Minutes later, he pressed the retraction button. The steel spikes rapidly sank back into the floor. Without support, Amia's body collapsed heavily to her knees, her head smashing against the floor.

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