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At dusk, Karit sat in the command center studying maps. His aide, Bor, entered, his military uniform accentuating his exceptionally upright posture.

“Sir, intelligence on the government forces' desert base is ready,” Bor reported, handing over a file.

Karit scrutinized the documents, his brow furrowed. “Isabelle... the government forces' new commander? I hear she's a tough nut to crack.”

“Indeed she is.” Paul stood before the desk. “Intelligence indicates she immediately reinforced the base's defenses after her promotion last week.”

Kallit pondered for a moment. “This operation demands our most reliable man. Paul, I want you to lead the team personally.”

Boll stood ramrod straight. “Understood. How many men do I need?”

“One is sufficient. Remember, our primary objective is intelligence. Eliminating Isabelle is secondary.”

Boll nodded and turned to leave. At the doorway, he paused. “Should I infiltrate wearing a government army uniform?”

Kalit shook her head. “No. A direct breach will be more efficient. Catch them off guard.”

That night, Paul led the assault team through the desert. In the distance, the lights of the government base flickered faintly.

“Prepare stealth gear,” Paul ordered.

Half an hour later, Paul approached the base perimeter. Scanning the defenses through binoculars, he whispered into his communicator, “Defenses are weaker than anticipated. We can attempt a night infiltration.”

Suddenly, a shriek pierced the night's silence. A stunningly attractive female sentry had spotted the concealed assault team. Her ample bosom trembled with terror as she screamed, her military halter top barely containing her voluptuous figure.

Boll made a swift decision: “Operation commences!”

Night shrouded the base perimeter. Bor and his partner, Kamei, lay concealed behind ruins, watching the patrolling government soldiers ahead.

“Three targets,” Kamei whispered, checking their weapons. “All female soldiers.”

Boll nodded, raising his binoculars to observe the front. Three curvaceous government soldiers were on patrol duty. Their tight-fitting military camisoles barely contained their ample busts, while their thongs outlined distinct hip contours.

“The one with the big belly is probably pregnant,” Paul whispered through the communicator. “The priority targets are the other two recruits.”

Just then, one of the female soldiers spotted them and screamed, “Enemy attack! Enemy sighted!”

Paul immediately raised his gun and fired. The bullet struck the pregnant woman's vital spot with precision. She collapsed to her knees in agony, her voluptuous body convulsing violently as a pool of blood rapidly spread beneath her.

“No... not my child...” she gasped, convulsing as her massive breasts shook violently with each spasm.

Kamy seized the moment, aiming at Alina's crotch and pulling the trigger. The bullet pierced her thong, striking her sensitive area.

“Eek!” Alina screamed, her legs instantly buckling as she collapsed to her knees. She clutched her wounded area in agony, her face contorted with both pain and shame.

“Oh... my cunt hurts so bad... help...” She moaned, struggling to rise and fight back, but every movement sent waves of excruciating pain through her.

Seeing this, Paul fired another shot, this time hitting the center of Alina's mons pubis. The recruit's body convulsed violently, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed unconscious in a pool of blood.

“Guh... I can't... my cunt's ruined...” Alina let out a final, faint whimper before her life completely faded.

Now only one government soldier remained standing: Lena. She was a stunningly curvaceous woman, her ample breasts straining against the straps of her military uniform.

Boll and Kame exchanged a glance before simultaneously raising their weapons. Lena recoiled in terror, her voluptuous hips exposed, her thong soaked through with sweat.

Seizing the moment when Paul's attention wavered, Lena swiftly pulled the trigger. The bullet struck Kimi's lower body with deadly precision.

“Oh!” Kimi screamed, her rifle slipping from her grasp. Her voluptuous body convulsed violently as her legs buckled unsteadily. She clutched her wounded groin in agony.

Paul reacted with lightning speed, shoving Kimi aside and shielding her body with his own. Lena, panicked, fired again. The bullet pierced Kimi's soft flesh, striking her head.

“Guh... No...” Kimi's final moan cut off abruptly as her voluptuous form collapsed heavily to the ground.

Paul swiftly crouched down, pulling down Kimi's tight jeans to expose her rounded buttocks and soaked thong. Without hesitation, he pressed the barrel of his gun between her slippery labia.

“Bang!” The shot rang out, the bullet striking Rena squarely between her legs. The government soldier's knees buckled, and she collapsed to her knees, her voluptuous body trembling uncontrollably.

“Ugh... My cunt's ruined...” Lena moaned in agony.

Paul slapped Kemi's soft buttocks, then rose and walked toward the fallen Lena. He grabbed the woman's swollen mound and squeezed it viciously.

“Eeeek... No...” Lena let out a final scream before her eyes rolled back and she lost consciousness.

Bole released his grip, watching the convulsing woman on the ground. More footsteps echoed in the distance—government reinforcements were approaching.

“Time to retreat.” Bole holstered his weapon and swiftly scanned the surroundings.

Three corpses lay scattered in the night. The female soldiers' uniforms, soaked through with sweat and bodily fluids, glistened faintly under the moonlight. Bole turned and vanished into the darkness.

Bole moved along the wall, carefully observing the surroundings. Faint footsteps came from around the corner, and a voluptuous figure appeared—government soldier Aimer, cigarette dangling from her lips, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

“Oh, Amy, where are you...” Aimer muttered to herself as she rounded the corner.

The next instant, Paul's foot drove into the woman's vulnerable groin. The strike was swift and brutal, targeting Amel's completely unguarded pubic mound.

“SMACK!”

A dull thud echoed as Amel's rifle clattered to the ground. Her voluptuous body arched violently, legs splayed uncontrollably as she instinctively clutched her searing lower abdomen.

“Ugh... ugh... ugh... My cunt is splitting... It hurts so bad!” Aimer moaned in agony, her voluptuous body trembling uncontrollably.

Without hesitation, Paul drove his right fist into Aimer's soft abdomen. Her body arched backward, crashing heavily onto the ground. Her legs spread wide apart, her military uniform's halter top askew, revealing a generous expanse of snow-white cleavage.

Aimer struggled to rise, but the pain overwhelmed her. She could only lie on her back, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Please... please... spare me...” she begged, her legs twitching uncontrollably.

Bole raised his weapon expressionlessly, aimed at Aimer's exposed crotch, and pulled the trigger.

“Pfft!”

The bullet struck its mark with precision, blood and bodily fluids spurting instantly. Aimer's eyes rolled back, her entire body convulsing violently.

“Ahhh... no... my cunt is going to be ruined...”

The woman let out a long, lewd moan. Her legs stiffened, her cunt convulsing violently, then she went still.

Emel lay on the ground, her legs still spread wide. Her uniform was torn and disheveled. Her massive breasts rose and fell slightly with her final breaths. Her face wore an expression of both agony and lust, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth. It was clear she had experienced an intense orgasm before death.

2

Bor crept through the shadows, approaching the entrance to the government army camp. A voluptuous recruit named Karen stood guard at the sentry post, her tight-fitting uniform straining across her ample chest, which nearly burst through the strapless top.

Bor silently closed in, suddenly wrapping his arms around Karen's neck from behind while covering her mouth with his hand just as she opened her mouth to scream. Before the female soldier could comprehend what was happening, Bor drove his knee hard into her vulnerable spot between her legs.

“Thud!”

A dull impact echoed as Karen's voluptuous body arched instantly, her legs trembling uncontrollably. Her eyes widened, pupils dilating, her ample breasts rising and falling with ragged breaths.

Seizing the moment of her convulsion, Bor tightened his arms, clamping Karien's limp body against him. Her feeble struggles gradually ceased as her voluptuous form went slack.

Bor gently laid Karien's lifeless body down and continued stealthily deeper into the camp. After traversing several alleys, he halted at a concealed corner, observing the situation ahead through his binoculars.

Isabelle was indeed there. The newly appointed commander of the government forces stood at a vantage point, directing operations. Two stunning female guards flanked her, their sexy officer uniforms accentuating their astonishing curves.

Isabelle herself radiated irresistible allure. Her form-fitting bikini-style uniform barely contained her voluptuous figure, her ample bosom swaying with each step.

Bor studied the surrounding terrain and personnel deployment, formulating his next move. As seconds ticked by, his gaze never left the three targets...

Bor took a deep breath and pulled the trigger. The bullet struck the pale-skinned guard squarely in the groin.

“Pfft!”

Her voluptuous body arched instantly, legs buckling as she collapsed to her knees. Her bikini-style uniform was soaked through, blood trickling slowly from her crotch.

“Eeeek... My cunt's been shot through...” The pale-skinned guard let out a short moan before losing consciousness.

The brown-skinned guard immediately returned fire. Bor deftly sidestepped while raising his weapon to counterattack. This shot struck the sensitive mons pubis of the brown-skinned guard.

“Eeeek!” The brown-skinned woman's legs buckled, and she knelt to the ground. Her large breasts jiggled violently beneath her uniform. Clutching her wound in agony, her face contorted with both pain and shame.

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