Iron Will Bros Club

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In 2145 AD, following the Third World War and the subsequent World War of Annihilation, the Earth's population dwindled to less than ten million. Radiation of varying degrees permeated the land, causing genetic mutations in some humans, creating new species such as orcs, super mutants, and zombies. Coupled with the "legacy" of the previous civilization—the Deathclaw—this future world was truly "diverse."

The Americas and Australia lost connection to the main continent, which itself had deteriorated to the point of barely being habitable. Only a dozen or so places remained capable of producing food, including what was formerly Northeast China (near present-day Chinatown), what was formerly Central Europe (present-day Frankish Town), and what was formerly the Indian subcontinent (present-day Shura City). Ironically, most of these places were backward regions of the previous civilization, viewed with prejudice, but now they were strategically vital locations fought over by military forces. The frequent nuclear storms also cause casualties, the sky is gray, and the sun shines only a few days a year… Our protagonist's story begins here… ************************************************************************************

Note 1:

Orcs – the product of human-animal intercourse, plus some genetic mutation. Males are strong, about the same size as humans, mostly blue-skinned, and have fangs. Surprisingly, most female orcs are extremely beautiful. (Hehe~~ personal preference, erotic fiction~~)

Note 2:

Super Mutants – humans (monsters?!) whose bodies have become extremely large due to genetic mutations, averaging 7 feet tall, infertile, reproducing through cell division (but with extremely large penises… erotic fiction!), mostly green-skinned. Another theory is that this is a race created by the pre-civilized United States of America to modify its military to counter the Deathclaw.

Note 3:

Deathclaw – An ape-like body, but hairless, with claws on its hands and feet, horns on its head, and mostly mud-colored skin. A fully grown Deathclaw can reach 8 feet in length. If a human encounters one – the fate is predictable from its name. Fortunately, Deathclaws mostly live in remote areas, so humans rarely encounter them. Written records describe them as not very intelligent, with a social structure like ants, led by a single female, but the reality seems somewhat different…

Note 4:

Zombie – A person harmed by nuclear radiation, their entire body “melting and rotting”… I don’t want to describe it further, lest you suffer from impotence. Due to their appearance, they are not very friendly with ordinary humans. However, their immunity to radiation allows them to work in the remaining nuclear power plants in the world, meaning they control most of the energy supply.

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"Suck...mmm...delicious..." A naked woman was diligently sucking on a penis that was neither too big nor too small, about six inches long, while her hands rubbed her snow-white breasts beneath her 36F cup size.

"Ah...ah..." A soft moan escaped her lips as the demonic hand slid between her labia and played with her clitoris.

"Alright, Ling...get on top yourself!" A deep but powerful voice commanded, though the owner of the voice seemed quite young.

"Yes..."

"Splash...splash..." The continuous splashing sounds indicated that the two were engaged in piston-like movements.

"Oh! Not there!" But three fingers had already penetrated her anus and were digging.

"Ugh...it feels so strange...for...fore...not there...no~~" It turned out that a pinky finger had forcibly invaded the petals—the urethra. "

Ah~~I can't take it~~" Accompanying the scream were two jets of water—vaginal fluid and urine.

"Are you really going to join them, Bick?" the woman's voice asked.

“Yes, I want to see the outside world. Their technology is unimaginably advanced. See those cars they're riding in? That's something from a pre-civilization era. And the village needs their protection to resist that damned thief Dejay’s looting,” Bick said.

“But I’m worried about you and Old Shi going alone.”

“Ling, how can you achieve great things without taking risks?”

“But I’m worried about you…”

“Do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”

“Heh… you always need someone to catch your hot semen!”

“It’s fine if you come with me, but they made it very clear that women who join the Brotherhood are just sex slaves unless they have special skills…” “How do you know I can’t do it if I don’t try?” “But if you fail…”

“I have a plan.”

That night, a group of twenty-two people, including myself, camped in an abandoned village. Ten were village brothers who, like me, wanted to join the Brotherhood (Old Shi and Lan Ling were included), ten were sex slaves provided by the village to the Brotherhood, and two were members of the Brotherhood, responsible for driving and leading the way.

"I wonder if the villagers will still be robbed by Dejie?" Lanling asked worriedly.

"No way, there are fifteen members of the Brotherhood stationed in the village. Their weapons are so powerful, if Dejie dares to rob us, he'll suffer a great loss!" Old Shi said.

Beside the campfire, Kobe and Gogen were telling the new recruits in the village about the Brotherhood's glorious history.

"Last time, I and five brothers from the Brotherhood fought a fierce battle against two hundred bandits in that village. Under my command, those bandits could only run away with their heads in their hands..." Gogen spoke with great enthusiasm.

It was rare for these two young men, not even 25 years old, to say such things. If they were really that powerful, they should be staying in the village, not "escorting" us.

"Aren't you two even more powerful than Bick? He at most fought against seventy or so bandits in the mountains with the whole village of a hundred or so." Xiaoyu said innocently. At 16, she had a 35D bust but the mental capacity of a child under 10. Her large breasts were being kneaded into various shapes by Goggen.

"Isn't that right? But for a place like yours in the countryside, it's quite remarkable," Goggen boasted shamelessly. "

Little beauty, come here and let me explore your little hole!" Kobe leered at Lanling. No wonder, Lanling was the most beautiful woman in the village, both in figure and appearance. 36F-25-35, plus a sweet, oval face—truly a sight to behold.

"I joined the Brotherhood to fight, not to be a sex slave," Lanling said coldly.

"Really? Haha... then what skills do you have besides playing the flute?" Kobe leered.

Lanling gave me a questioning look, and I nodded slightly. She asked Gogen, "Can I borrow your pistol?" Although Gogen was boastful, he was still polite to her, so she preferred to speak to him.

"Hmm...no problem. But do you really know how to use it?" Gogen asked suspiciously, but he still unfastened the pistol from his waist and handed it to Lanling. His doubts were justified, because at that time, besides housework, a woman's only job was to be a man's toilet.

A flock of geese flew overhead, and Lanling said, "Count the third one ahead." As soon as she finished speaking, "Bang!" the third goose indeed fell to the ground. Lanling handed the pistol back to the astonished Kobe and Gogen... Suddenly, I stood up and said, "There are more than 30 men, presumably Dejie's men, approaching from the forest to the west. They'll arrive here within half an hour." "You...how do you know?" Kobe asked suspiciously.

"This is my ability in the dark. I don't have time to explain. Let's prepare for battle!" "Once we get in the car, they won't be able to catch us. Why risk fighting?" "Just by the fact that they've been able to track us all the way here, we know they have a means of transportation. If we're just passively waiting for them to attack, we might as well take care of them first to ensure our safety for the next two days." "But...we only have about 20 of us, and we only have 3 or 4 rifles. Maybe we should just run away..." Kobe said fearfully.

"Rifles?" Lanling asked with a delighted look.

"Then let's give them a...surprise!" I said with a faint smile, turning to Gegen: "Leave it to us. I can guarantee that half of them won't see the sun tomorrow. But you two must protect our ten female slaves and the car!" "Are you sure you can handle it? I can ask the base for backup first..." "Alright, that's safer too." I, always composed, naturally agreed with his suggestion.

"Brothers, it's time to prove ourselves!"

The brothers unanimously drew their knives from their waists; the first battle was about to begin!

Chapter Two: The First Battle

The moonlight was hazy, providing an ideal environment for a surprise attack for both sides.

Near the forest's exit, Lan Ling concealed herself among the leaves, her glowing gun barrel fixed to a branch, the muzzle pointing towards the inevitable exit. The rest of us hid in a newly dug hole, awaiting the arrival of the "hunter."

Like me, Lan Ling possessed unique abilities in the darkness. However, her abilities primarily enhanced shooting accuracy, while I had a significant advantage in movement, senses, and close combat.

"Shh..." The sound of leaves indicated someone was nearby. I pounced from behind, grabbing his chest with one hand. Just as my left hand was about to slit his throat with my knife, the soft sensation in my right hand revealed—it was a woman!

I switched to using the hilt of my knife to knock her unconscious. The screams coming from nearby indicated that the brothers' operation was successful. A voice cried out, "Damn it, we've been ambushed! Get out of there!" A flurry of footsteps indicated the enemy was frantically fleeing towards the exit, unaware that it was another death trap.

"Bang!" The man at the front was shot in the forehead and died instantly. "They have sniper rifles! Run!" The others, already in a state of panic, lost all will to fight after Lan Ling's accuracy and the power of the sniper rifles, scattering in all directions.

"Don't chase!" I shouted, stopping the brothers who wanted to pursue. "Distribute the spoils first!" Cheers erupted.

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*** In just over ten minutes, we had slit the throats of nine men and taken the lives of three with bullets. This was a resounding victory. I handed over the task of distributing the spoils to Old Shi, while Lan Ling and I went to check on our prisoners.

After removing the towel covering their faces, a pair of hateful eyes appeared. Her face wasn't exactly that of a great beauty, but her red hair and resolute expression gave her a unique charm. When I removed her combat leather jacket, she didn't struggle much, only glaring at me resentfully.

"What a white sheep..." I couldn't help but admire. Beneath the jacket, she had snow-white skin and breasts at least a 35C, which remained firm even though she was lying on the ground. Her lower abdomen had no excess fat, but her buttocks were extremely full.

At this point, I didn't hold back anymore, spreading her legs and invading her petals with two fingers, while my other hand lightly pressed around her anus. Lan Ling played with her breasts from behind.

"Are you one of Dejie's people?" She didn't answer, and I suddenly pinched her clitoris hard. With a weak "Ooh~~", she managed to answer, "Yes." "What's your name?" "Hongye."

"How did you know our route?"

"I...I don't know...someone led the way..." Under the combined assault of me and Lanling, Hongye's face was flushed, and she was panting heavily.

"Why do you have so many leather jackets?"

This was my biggest worry. In my previous battle with Dejie, everyone's equipment was similar; they were just a bit more aggressive. But this time, they all had high-level protective gear like leather jackets, so ordinary pistols wouldn't be able to cause fatal wounds. If they hadn't attacked at night but during the day, I might have chosen a ranged attack instead of close combat, and the cost to our side could have been enormous!

"Ah...ah...I don't know..." I increased the pressure on my hands. "Ah~~I really don't know~~No..." Two joints of my index finger had already entered her anus, and I couldn't hold back any longer, so I mounted her. "Plop...plop..." My cock went in and out of Hongye's cunt, the foreplay had left her vagina all muddy.

"Oh...I'm going to die...I'm...I'm coming~" As Hongye climaxed and gushed her vaginal fluid, I also ejaculated inside her.

"Boss, we each have a leather jacket and a pistol now. These two combat leather jackets are for you and your sister-in-law." Old Shi said as he came over.

"Okay, thanks for your trouble. After I'm done with this bitch's ass, you can tell the brothers to have some fun!" My cock was in Lanling's mouth, ready to "regain its power." Old Shi's face lit up with joy, and he said, "Thanks, boss!" After I finished, I handed Hongye over to Old Shi and the others, and then Lanling and I snuggled back to Kobe and Gegen.

"Who?" Gegen asked warily, picking up a rifle from the side. The other women huddled in a corner with Kobe.

"It's me, Bick, and Lanling."

"You...did you take care of the enemy? What about the others?"

"We killed 12 and captured one, a woman. They're enjoying themselves!" I replied.

Upon hearing that we had repelled the enemy, Kobe immediately became smug: "I originally wanted to do it myself, but since you've driven them off, you should bring the prisoner over for us to interrogate properly. How can you be enjoying yourself privately?... Also, that's a combat leather jacket you're wearing! Did you get it from the enemy? According to the rules, spoils of war should be handed over first and distributed to the meritorious members by the elders. How can you distribute them yourselves...?" "Our village's custom has always been to..." Lanling was about to argue when Kobe interrupted her: "Now you're members of the Brotherhood, you must act according to our rules..." Gogan saw the tension rising. The heavier the burden, the more I tried to smooth things over, saying, "Bick and the others are new members and don't know much. Besides, they've done a great job this time, and I think the elders will distribute these spoils to them. They're just wearing them a little earlier. By the way, I've received word from headquarters that they'll send Colonel Putton to support us tomorrow. Bick, you should report to the colonel then; maybe you'll get a reward!" "Hmph..." It seemed Kobe was still unconvinced. Of course, I didn't want to make enemies and cause trouble, so I said, "Actually, we reserved one for the two seniors, but we forgot to take it out." With that, I took out two leather jackets for them. Cogan was naturally overjoyed, and even Kobe was a little surprised.

The next day at noon, we met up with Colonel Putton's 20 reinforcements. Colonel Putton was about thirty years old, and his face gave the impression of being shrewd and capable. His hooked nose and the glint in his eyes made me feel respect for him.

Upon seeing us, he immediately asked, "Are you unharmed?" "No, and we killed 12 of them and captured one," G?gen replied respectfully.

"What?" Ptton clearly looked surprised.

Gogan explained the basic events to him. After listening, the colonel summoned me to his side and questioned me carefully about the situation. He then asked, "How did you know there were people in the forest, and that they were enemy soldiers?" I replied, "The flock of geese that Blue Bell shot came out of the forest startled, and those lurking in the darkness of the forest, I doubt they're anything good." "Haha... excellent observation and meticulous deduction. You have the potential to be a great general. Your joining is a blessing for my brotherhood," Putton said with a laugh.

"Colonel, those spoils..." Before Goegen could finish his question, Putton interrupted, "All the spoils, including that prisoner of war, will be handled by Squad Leader Bick." "Squad Leader...?" Kobe exclaimed, "Colonel, you want him as a squad leader? He... he's a newbie!" "Why not? Someone of his caliber could hold a much higher position, but I was afraid he wouldn't adapt quickly enough, so I gave him this role. Do a good job, young man. Your fellow villager is now part of your squad. We'll talk about the rest back at base. On the road!" A chill ran through me. The Colonel was a master at winning people over, but... wasn't this the leader I longed for?

Chapter 3: The Base

On the evening of the third day, we finally arrived at the Brotherhood's base in Chinatown, also the Brotherhood of Steel's headquarters on the mainland—Kyoto Fortress.

From the outside, the fortress was about a kilometer in circumference, with numerous outposts and checkpoints. Strangely, at first glance, the fortress consisted entirely of single-story buildings; there were no tall structures. But Colonel Putton, standing nearby, answered my questions:

"Our fortress is mainly built underground. Have you heard of a shelter? This is the site of an old shelter, with nine underground levels. The ground floor and the first level are mainly fortifications and parking lots. The second level is a recreation room and bar. The third level is a canteen, the fourth level is a meeting room and medical clinic, and the fifth and sixth levels are dormitories. The seventh level is a library. The eighth level is a resource allocation and storage center. You don't need to know about the ninth level yet, but I believe you will soon." After arriving at the fortress, I and a group of "newbies" listened to an "explanation" (I don't know if it was an explanation or a lecture) for more than an hour in the meeting room before we were finally dismissed. Then, a member of Colonel Putton's staff—Captain Marco—led us to settle in and give us a tour.

Finally, before we reached the recreation room, Marco said, "Brother Bick, is your female companion going to rest?" "What?" I asked, a little puzzled.

"Yes...yes...it's just that the contents of the entertainment room don't seem quite suitable for her to see..." "Oh!" I said, suddenly realizing, "It's alright, she won't mind." After entering the entertainment room, a lewd scene appeared before my eyes: there were about seventy women inside, all dressed in maid uniforms, but...they were open-chested, meaning that more than one hundred and forty large breasts were swaying in front of me. They were wearing bras—if that could be called bras, according to Marco, they were "nipple supports," designed to accentuate the female slaves' breasts and slow down their sagging. Their skirts were so short that most of their buttocks were exposed when they stood up straight, and they were forbidden from wearing underwear at any time, so there were also more than seventy bristles (some of them white and smooth) flying around in front of us.

A blonde receptionist approached us, lifting her skirt as she smiled and asked, "What type of female slaves would you like to serve you?" Marco replied, "I need to show them around first, let them get acquainted with the environment before we start having fun, but... could you come with us and explain the facilities here to them?" She reached out and played with her labia, then turned to us and said, "The rules here are: regular soldiers can play here for 50 hours a week, squad leaders and captains for 55 hours, majors and colonels for 60 hours, colonels for 70 hours, and generals have no limit. Tomorrow you will receive an identification card, which can be used to enter and exit the fortress or within it for any purpose." "You need to show your identification card for any facility." "As for the rules here, they're very simple. As long as you don't kill the female slaves, you can do anything to them. Like when she came to greet us, she lifted her skirt, which was actually a form of greeting. At that time, you should do what I did, playing with her labia while choosing which female slave to play with. If you like, you can also ejaculate inside her first, and then find other female slaves to play with." As far as I could see, there were more than twenty men besides us present. Most of them were having sex with one female slave each, their penises constantly going in and out of her vagina, their hands either busy digging at her anus or trying to knead the two mounds of white flesh in their hands into different shapes.

There were also two groups of men playing threesomes. One group was attacking from both sides, with two cannons attacking her vagina and anus respectively. The female slave had already been killed to the point of moaning continuously, and her vaginal fluid had flowed onto the ground, forming a small puddle, but the two men still showed no sign of stopping.

On the other side, a man was doggy-style fucking a short-haired black female slave's anus, while his partner was being serviced by her delicate tongue. Her vagina wasn't idle either; the man fucking her anus was repeatedly thrusting a foot-long dildo inside. Looking closer, I realized it was Kobe. Just as

I was thinking to myself, "What a coincidence," he saw us and shouted, "Hey country bumpkin, gotta show off your skills? Want me to introduce you to a couple of female slaves with even tighter holes than your woman? Haha…" He clearly held a grudge against Lan Ling.

I said calmly, "No need. I believe in my own sexual abilities; I can try out all the female slaves before finding a good one, instead of having to have sex with others to make a female slave orgasm." This seemed to be Kobe's Achilles' heel, and the men around him laughed. "Yeah, Kobe, we haven't seen you having sex with women by yourself lately. Are you failing? Haha..." "I think you should rest for a month or two, maybe that will help?" "Or should we go to the clinic and get some medicine to help you recover?" Kobe's face flushed red and then turned pale. He hadn't expected to embarrass himself instead of showing off. Suddenly, he shivered—he had already ejaculated! The laughter around him grew even louder.

At this moment, Marco whispered to me, "Don't cause trouble. Let's look around first!" Seeing that he hesitated, I had an idea and quietly walked away as he suggested.

We then arrived at a room marked "SM Room." The blonde female slave explained, "This is a special room for sadomasochism. After you find a female slave you like, you can bring them inside and torture them to your heart's content." Upon opening the door, what I saw left even me, a self-proclaimed lewd person, speechless.

The female slaves inside were dressed no differently from those outside, but their genitals were all completely white, and their clitoris was visible, held together by something resembling a ring. "The pearl rings keep the female slaves aroused all day. All the female slaves wear them, but they are covered by pubic hair, so you can't see them," Marco explained.

But the most impressive thing was the room's facilities—a rocking horse, a water tank, a crucifix, a whip, a maternity examination chair, an enema kit, and so on. The blonde female slave demonstrated how to use each of them. First, the enema kit; she asked one of our brothers to inject 3000cc of enema fluid into her anus, and then inserted a cork plug. Her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, but she still smiled at us and said, "Generally speaking, we have to wait at least 5 minutes, and at most 30 minutes, after an enema before we can excrete. I can endure 20 minutes myself. In the meantime, let's look at the other facilities!" Next was the maternity examination chair. She lay on it, locking her hands and feet, and with her protruding belly, she really looked like a pregnant woman being examined by us. I glanced at the brothers behind me and saw that they all had large tents between their legs. No wonder they were like that; even I was a little impatient and wanted to mount them immediately. Lan Ling leaned against me, her breath sweet and fragrant, her legs rubbing against each other constantly, and there was a hint of moisture between her legs. It seemed that she also wanted to use the facilities here.

Under Marco's guidance, we used a brush, feathers, and a speculum to make the blonde slave scream in pain, her juices flowing freely. Before we knew it, 20 minutes had passed. Her face turned pale, sweat kept pouring from her forehead, and her stomach was making gurgling sounds.

Just as she was simultaneously in heaven and hell, she pleaded, "Please... masters, let this little... bitch relieve herself first... then use her clean body... ooh... to serve your big cocks... gulp..." Before Marco could speak, I said, "Alright, you don't need to serve us after you relieve yourself. There's plenty of time. I'll come find you to have fun later!" My brothers, seeing that even I, as the squad leader, wasn't playing, were a little reluctant, but they all obediently kept quiet, because they always knew that I had a reason for everything I did.

A look of surprise flashed across Marco's face, and then he said to me in a meaningful low voice, "Good, as expected of someone the colonel thinks highly of. You guys go back and rest first, and I'll go see the colonel with you tomorrow to talk!" In the dormitory, squad leaders or higher-ranking members have private rooms, which are equipped with all the usual facilities, but the size of the rooms is arranged according to rank. My group's ten-person room was naturally next to mine, but I decided that Lanling should stay in my room. I never wanted my woman to have to share the bathroom with other men… When Lanling and I entered my room, we found that there was already someone there—Hongye.

Hongye was lying naked on the floor, with a collar around her neck and a chain fastened to the wall. She appeared to have washed and groomed herself; there were signs that her pubic hair had been trimmed. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and she was breathing softly, with moisture on her vulva.

Just as Lanling and I were wondering what was going on, Marco entered through the door and said, "We've finished interrogating this woman and dealt with her. You can use her without worry. The colonel said she's someone you captured, so she's your personal slave. You can play with her to death if you want. Unless you give permission, even your superiors can't touch her. A squad leader can only have two such female slaves, but if you get promoted, the number of personal female slaves can increase. I won't bother you anymore. I'll come to see the colonel and elders with you at 8:30 tomorrow. Don't have too much fun tonight, haha! Goodbye." He smiled and left.

Lanling's hot body leaned against me, and at the same time, I heard Hongye's moans... Hehe, I'm going to be busy tonight!

The first night in Kyoto Fortress.

Chapter Four: Trial

As soon as it was light, Lanling woke me up. I saw that my little brother was still inserted in Lanling's vagina, while my right hand was holding Hongye's breast. After I bombarded this little girl with my heavy firepower last night, she lay limp on the bed like a dead snake. I gave her a good wash and then locked her back in the corner (of course, I did give her some more rubbing and pinching along the way). But what I found strange was that Hongye seemed to have completely become a sex machine; I could no longer feel any hatred from her towards me, which made me feel a little disappointed—a regret of not being able to conquer her myself.

As I passed the bathroom in the next dormitory, I smelled a strange odor coming from it. I immediately understood—the brothers had been so "stimulated" yesterday, and having no outlet for their frustration, coupled with hearing my "all-night battle" last night, it would be strange if they didn't masturbate a few times. It seems the female slaves in the recreation room are in for a treat tonight.

Marco said after seeing me, "The Colonel is waiting for you."

In the Colonel's room, there were only the Colonel, Marco, and me. This atmosphere made me feel that this meeting was of great importance.

"Bick, you'll soon meet with the highest-ranking officer of this fortress—General Barnaqui. He's one of the most outstanding warriors in our Brotherhood." A different glint flashed in the colonel's eyes as he spoke. "And he'll ask you whose command you'd like to serve under," he paused, "I hope you'll tell him you wish to join his ranks." "What?" I exclaimed in surprise. "No way! Colonel, you've been incredibly kind to me, and you're my lord. How can I serve under someone else?" "General Barnaqui is ten times more capable than me, and my forces are insufficient, yet the mission is dangerous. I fear it would be a waste of your talent." "Since you're short-handed, Colonel, I need to serve under you even more!" "Sigh… I didn't intend for you to know this so soon, but since you've put it that way, I might as well tell you." Colonel Putton seemed to have aged several years. "My squad originally had the same number of men as the others, but under my training, it's become one of the most elite units in the Brotherhood. But the commanders of the other squads are afraid I…" "The rebellion keeps sending my squad to the front lines, fighting those damn orc troops and even super mutants. My men are dying one after another, but I'm not allowed to replenish them. Now they want me to be sidelined at headquarters. Don't think I'm some kind of colonel; I only have a little over eighty men, a hundred fewer than other colonels." "We're also getting the cold shoulder from other squads at headquarters. Because the colonel favors you, Kobe tried to humiliate you yesterday," Marco said from the side. "But General Banaki trusts my judgment of people. If I strongly recommend you, you'll definitely be able to work under him." I stood up abruptly and said, "You underestimate me. No matter the situation, unless the colonel orders me to leave, I will not go under anyone else's command!" "But then you will..." "I said, I don't care!!"

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Half an hour later, I followed the colonel to the fortress's council hall. General Banaki, a man of about forty, possessed a calm demeanor and piercingly blue eyes that seemed to see into people's hearts, exuding an imposing aura. "He's even more formidable than the Colonel!" I silently agreed with the Colonel's self-deprecating remark.

"Bick, I've heard Gogen's account; it's a brilliant strategy. Tell me, what kind of treatment do you want?" What a general! He spoke frankly and directly, and knew how to win people over. I even felt a slight urge to work under him.

"I have only two requests: First, I want to hand over only half of the spoils of war, not all of them. The remaining half can be distributed among the meritorious brothers in my group." As I said this, some of the elders began to jeer, but the general gestured for them to hear me out: "And the second?" "I want to work under Colonel Putton." The elders could no longer contain their jeering. "Interesting," General Banaki said. "But you must prove to me your worth before I grant your request." "How do you want me to prove it?" "Do you know what the biggest problem in our territory is?"

"Isn't it the increasingly serious banditry?"

"That's right. Yesterday, our main grain-producing area—the pastures in the Mutant Bull Forest—was attacked and occupied by a band of over fifty bandits. If you and your ten-man team can recapture it, I will grant your request." "Alright, it's a deal. I'll gather my men and set off now." "I await your good news," General Banaki said. The elders on the side wore mocking expressions.

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*** That evening, in the general's office, General Banaki was holding a private meeting with the elders.

"Why did you agree to that kid's request?"

"What's wrong with agreeing?" The general said, glancing at the Gamma in his glass. "If he fails, then there's no problem; if he succeeds... then his request isn't unreasonable at all. Where can you find someone who can defeat over fifty people with ten men?" The elders remained silent. "However, I think I underestimated that guy, Putton," General Banaki murmured.

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*** On the way, I said to my fiery companions, "Brothers, if we win this battle, half of the spoils will be ours." "Isn't that less than before?" one of the brothers asked.

"You're right in terms of quantity," I said, "but our spoils will include things we've never seen before, and women a hundred times more beautiful than the village girls. We can have them all. Don't you think it's worth it?" "Worth it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" they shouted.

"But tomorrow the enemy will outnumber us five to one. Are you afraid?" "No!!!!!!!!!!" the crowd shouted in unison again.

"That's right, because ten lions can eat more than fifty mutant bulls, but not all at once!" Let the blood of those bandits be the nourishment for my soaring flight!

Chapter Five: Surprise

Attack Mutant Bull Forest – Most of the bandits in the village were gathered in the center.

"Boss, do we really not need so many men to patrol?" a burly man asked while fondling the breasts of a village girl.

"No need, their information is really accurate. Our recent operations have been successful because they provided powerful AK-47s and unreliable intelligence. They said the Brotherhood can only send a dozen or so men to deal with those mutant freaks, and we can handle that too." a bearded man replied, "Let's spend more time having fun, ha..." "Boss, they give us so much stuff, but they don't want us to share what we get. Could they have ulterior motives?" "Who cares, just..." As long as we have a livelihood, we can't worry about so much. Every time they come, they're completely wrapped in cloth, so I don't even know what they look like. I only know that several gangs of thieves nearby seem to have their support, and I guess they're enemies of the Brotherhood. But don't underestimate them. The first time I met them, I didn't want to agree, but one of them stepped forward and easily tore a mutant bull in two. How could I dare say no? He then began thrusting his penis vigorously, the sound of water and the woman's moans blending into a continuous symphony…

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*** Outside the village, I was observing the surrounding area with my group.

"The map in Pip-Boy is very accurate; it seems we're sure to win this time…" Old Shi said excitedly.

"Don't underestimate them; some of our opponents have powerful AK-47s!" I said.

The Pip-Boy I was holding was a gift from the Colonel. The entire Brotherhood only had about forty of them. It could record terrain and communications of places visited, among other functions. It was one of the few remaining technological products from the previous civilization that was still usable; most electronic gadgets had failed after the nuclear war. I couldn't help but recall the Colonel's moved expression after hearing my request. He not only gave me his Pip-Boy but also personally took me to the armory sergeant to choose weapons. For his kindness, I vowed to restore the Colonel to his former glory!

"There are three squads of fifteen men each patrolling the three entrances to the village, changing shifts every five hours," Lan Ling reported.

I snapped out of my reverie and said, "Our biggest problem is that they have hostages. If we alert them or launch a frontal attack, they might use the hostages to threaten us or simply kill them and run away." "What should we do?" Old Shi asked worriedly.

"So we're to ambush them in the southeast of the forest, taking out their two groups an hour before their night shift ends. When their men arrive and don't see anyone, they'll assume they've gone back to enjoy themselves, but soon they'll discover someone's missing. Then we'll..."

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*** As night fell, we had eliminated the two groups of thieves and collected their bodies. Now we were at the other exit of the village, watching a group of thieves oblivious to the impending doom. They had just finished their shift an hour ago and were beginning to feel numb to the quiet surroundings when a burst of gunfire rang out from the southeast of the village: "Rat-a-tat..." The enemy there thought a large-scale attack was underway and returned fire. In an instant, the peaceful night became noisy. But little did they know, it was just three men randomly spraying bullets through the forest with six submachine guns.

Our enemy was momentarily stunned. "Attack!" I whispered. Seven men pounced on the five men from the darkness, the darkness and gunfire providing perfect cover. We slit the throats of the other five with our knives and then slipped into the village.

As I expected, only a dozen or so remained near the fire, the women being herded back to the hostage huts. As the gunfire receded, the enemy's main force had been lured into the forest. I ordered the seven men to split up and lie in ambush in the huts, then we simultaneously fired at the fire. "Ahhh!" Screams of agony showed that many enemy soldiers had been wounded without their knowledge.

In less than five minutes, we could no longer hear the enemy and cautiously emerged. The bandits lay dead on the ground; after checking them one by one, all fourteen were lifeless corpses. Including those before, there were about twenty enemy soldiers remaining.

Glancing out of the corner of my eye, I saw a dark figure peeking out from behind the hostage huts. "Hands up! Or I'll shoot immediately!" I shouted. "Don't kill me!" A thin figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

"You're a bandit, aren't you? Don't lie. I only need the hostages to identify you and I'll expose your trick." "I am a bandit, that's true, but I've never killed anyone. You can ask the hostages in the village if you don't believe me." "Tie him up first. I don't have time to listen to you now. We can interrogate you slowly after we take out the rest of the gang." I instructed my brothers to ambush at the southeast entrance and released some hostages to fire the bandits' guns into the air, creating the illusion that a gunfight was still taking place in the village. As I expected, after hearing the gunfire from the village, the enemy turned back to try and retake the village.

"They don't have many men left. There are only five or six in the forest, and the rest in the village should be about the same number. We have a four or five-fold advantage in numbers. We won't lose!" The burly man with the big beard, who was leading the charge, shouted angrily, hoping to boost morale.

A chill ran through me: "How did they know so much about our situation?" The question immediately followed: "Where did they get those AK-47s?" But time was of the essence; the bandits had reached the village entrance. "Fire!" At the command, the AK-47s mercilessly opened fire on their former masters.

The bandits never imagined that we, engaged in a "gunfight" in the village, could attack them. Their cries and dying groans mingled with the constant gunfire, creating a symphony of death… By dawn, this band of bandits had vanished from the world forever.

"Thank you for the Brotherhood's rescue!"

"You are the best soldiers in the world!"

Amidst the cheers of the village, we reported our victory to headquarters using the Pip-Boy. They were clearly surprised that we could communicate with them again, and the report shocked them even more. They ordered me to stay and wait for their men to "calculate our achievements," but I knew they wanted to know if I had exaggerated the results. Oh well, I wanted to enjoy the villagers' hospitality with my brothers here anyway.

*** *** *** ***

"Stand up!" I yelled at the bandit prisoner, my penis thrusting in and out of the mouth of the village's most beautiful girl, Ru Meng, while my right hand moved between Lan Ling's labia.

"What's your name?"

"Dark Rat."

"The villagers testified that you didn't kill any of their people, but as a bandit, have you really never killed anyone?" I pressed Ru Meng's head down with my left hand and ejaculated into her mouth.

"Look at my physique, how many people can I kill?" he said with a wry smile.

I believed him, because when I captured him, he had no weapons on him or nearby, and given his thin frame, it was clear that even his boss didn't want to waste weapons on him.

"But I can't let you go. The elders will decide your fate," I said. Ru Meng opened her mouth to let me examine the semen inside, then swallowed it all with a "gulp," before continuing to suck my penis.

"I don't want to leave, I want to discuss some terms with you."

"Conditions?" I chuckled, "What other conditions can you discuss with me?" "I have some information that I believe you'd be interested in..." A thought struck me: "Tell me what you want first." Feeling my penis growing larger, I gently patted Ru Meng's plump buttocks, gesturing for her to sit on top.

"I only wish to work under you!"

"What?" I exclaimed in surprise, my penis suddenly plunging deep into Ru Meng's vagina, causing her to cry out in pain.

"That's right, after witnessing your amazing tactics, I only want to work under you!" he said earnestly.

I withdrew my right hand from Lan Ling's lower body, seeing a line of vaginal fluid connecting my fingertips and her genitals. I said, "I can't make that decision, and... I don't think your joining will help me in any way." Should I listen to his demands? Or... should I hand him over to the elders of the association?

Chapter Six: Suspicion

"I will definitely be of help to you," Dark Rat said calmly.

I was surprised by his calmness and confidence. "How can you help me?" "Given the right materials, I can make deadly traps. Besides, I'm very sensitive to the presence of traps and landmines, so I believe these skills will be useful to you. If that's not enough, I'm good at picking all kinds of locks, and I'm sure you'll need my help in the future," he said earnestly.

"Hmph! If that's the case, you could just add your masterpiece at a key point at the village entrance and then you wouldn't be begging for mercy here, would you?" I said disdainfully.

"...It's only because I joined them recently that my abilities haven't been valued..." he said with a wry smile. "But seeing your brilliant strategy, I know you wouldn't miss out on someone as talented as me. How can someone like you only be a commander of ten men? Please let me be one of your subordinates!" My heart stirred, and I said, "You make it sound so appealing, but unfortunately I don't have any landmines, so I can't see how brilliant your skills are." "Anyone can set traps with landmines, but it's the ability to create deadly traps without them that truly shows my skill!" A hint of arrogance appeared in Dark Rat's eyes.

In the center of the village, we were watching Dark Rat at work. He asked me for more than ten shotgun shells, a cardboard box, a flint, and a piece of young fish line. After working for more than half an hour, he brought the cardboard box to me and said, "It's finished." Old Shi looked at the unremarkable box and chuckled, "Is this your 'deadly trap'?" Dark Rat wasn't angry and said, "Let's see how powerful it is." I nodded and gestured to one of my brothers to bury the box under some sand as he instructed. Then Dark Rat gently pulled the fishing line attached to the box... "Boom!" Dust flew up, and the sand and gravel hitting us, even those of us observing from more than ten feet away, felt a bit of pain. A hole about a foot in diameter and several feet deep had been blasted open in the ground. The trap's power left us all speechless. I was the first to recover and asked, "Did you make this using only the materials I gave you?" "Yes, Captain." I didn't pay attention to his form of address, but simply asked, "How...how did you make such a powerful trap?" "Reporting to the Captain, I learned it after repeatedly experimenting on my own after reading a book from a pre-civilization." This kid's implication was that he wouldn't teach me. Oh well, I'll have a chance to learn from him later. "Come with me, I need to talk to you alone for a while." Ignoring Lan Ling's disapproving gaze, I went into the house with Dark Rat.

"...Do you really want to work under me?" For a moment, I couldn't think of anything to ask him, so I just made up some random things to say.

"Yes! Working under someone as capable as you is a stroke of luck." "Right, you mentioned earlier that there was some information I was interested in knowing. What exactly was it?" "It was about the source of the bandits' powerful firepower..." "What!" I couldn't help but stand up. "What do you know? Tell me!" "The information is what I gleaned from the bits and pieces they told me." He paused, took a breath, and said, "I suspect the orcs are the ones supporting the bandits!" He then recounted the conversation between the bearded man and his men.

"Why do you think they were talking about orcs, and not Deathclaws or super mutants?" Although I already believed him, I wanted to see just how much he knew.

A glint flashed in Darkrat's eyes, as if he were pondering the purpose behind my question. He spoke slowly and deliberately, "Deathclaws have never been good with language, and I've never heard of them having peaceful contact with humans. Besides, the mutants' physiques don't match what Big Beard is saying, and their intelligence doesn't allow them to have such meticulous planning." Goodness, his deduction wasn't far off from my guess. "Our opponents are much stronger than us physically, so what can we do?" I asked tentatively.

"They are the stepping stones for our Lord to climb the ranks. Let's not report this yet. After they suffer a great loss, it will be time for our Lord to step in," he said with a smile. "

It seems you're not only a trap expert, but also have the potential of a strategist!" "Thank you for the compliment, Captain."

*** *** ***

*** In the afternoon, the Brotherhood arrived at the village. Seeing their horrified expressions made me want to laugh, but one thing surprised me—General Banaki and Colonel Putton had also arrived.

After listening to my report (of course, omitting the part about me and Dark Rat!), the general sighed and said, "Good! Excellent strategy, bold and meticulous, and your handling of the enemy was impeccable. I grant your request." Turning to the colonel, he said, "Congratulations on gaining such a good ally!" The colonel smiled in response.

In the battle, our side killed fifty-two people and captured the leader. We obtained forty-two AK-47 rifles, over three thousand rounds of ammunition, twenty-eight pieces of leather armor, and three pieces of Type II leather armor. But for me, my greatest spoils this time were two people—Dark Rat and Rumeng. Rumeng was the village chief's daughter and the most beautiful woman in the village. The village chief, to thank me for rescuing them without harming a single person in the village, gave her to me.

General Banaki approved my request for these two people without hesitation. Although she wasn't as beautiful as Lan Ling, her oral skills were even better. I even made her suck my penis to sleep every night. Seeing how much she liked me, I thought she would do anything for me, even drink my urine.

In the car, as I was enjoying Ru Meng's oral service while my hand roamed over Lan Ling's breasts, Lan Ling breathed into my ear and asked, "Why did you take that guy in? I feel like he's not an ordinary person... ah..." "He might be hiding something from me, but his talent is a great help to me... um... don't worry, there won't be any problems..." I pinched Ru Meng's nipple hard.

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*** Originally, I didn't plan to get involved in Dark Rat's affairs; after all, everyone has their own secrets. But after returning to base, some subtle things made me wary of him… After listening to the elders' insincere praise in the council hall, half of us went to the recreation room to vent our pent-up desires, while Dark Rat and the other half of my brothers went back to the dormitory with me to rest. I noticed that although Dark Rat was walking ahead of me, he knew exactly which way to turn left, right, or straight at some corners without even looking at me, which didn't seem like he was visiting the fortress for the first time. Although I had given him a rough description of the fortress's internal structure along the way, his behavior made me suspicious. Of course, I didn't show my doubts, but I still kept an eye on Dark Rat—this skinny man in his early thirties.

That night, in the middle of the night, in a house in the fortress…

“Ha, finally you got what you wanted, you can join the Brotherhood now?” a voice said.

“Yes, thank you for your arrangements.” That… wasn't that Dark Rat's voice?

"Back then, you knew your physique wasn't suitable for joining, and I was very sorry. But given the circumstances, I could only ask you to observe and see how things developed... He's quite good, isn't he?" "Yes, after personally experiencing his prowess, I realized what a genius truly is..." "Support him well; he will be our future hope!" "Yes, sir!"

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*** Several days later, at noon, news shook all the Brotherhood members in Kyoto Fortress...

Chapter Seven: Receiving an Order

Actually, it would be more accurate to say that two pieces of news shook us.

The story should begin—Kyoto Fortress is the core of the Brotherhood of Steel. While many of its members are new recruits, most are seasoned veterans with extensive combat experience.

About 150 kilometers southeast of the fortress, in a place called "Lockford," lies a village. Although only a hundred or so people live there, it produces iron ore and is an important production site for the Brotherhood. To ensure the village's safety, headquarters had specially assigned Colonel Decker, renowned for his defensive prowess and known as the "Iron Wall Colonel," to lead a detachment of fifty elite soldiers. However, he sent a distress signal the next morning, reporting that he was surrounded by heavily armed and numerous bandits, with over ten casualties already reported and the death toll rising. Upon receiving the message, headquarters initially planned to send reinforcements immediately, but at the same time, a scout team discovered a large number of mutated cockroaches more than fifty kilometers southwest of the fortress, forcing Banaki to reconvene to discuss countermeasures.

After the nuclear war, while many species became extinct or drastically reduced, a few mutated and adapted to the desert world, thriving. Mutated cockroaches are a prime example. If you spend a day in the desert, the creatures you'll encounter most often are these palm-sized "little guys" whose stings can leave you paralyzed for half a day or even mildly poisoned. But what shocked the fortress when the scouts reported was that they saw tens of thousands of these "swarms of insects," a vast, dark mass. If they were allowed into the fortress, no one inside would likely see the sun rise the next day. But what was most shocking was that these creatures, which we had always considered inferior beings, were reportedly advancing in an organized manner. They moved in units of thousands, with a large cockroach, about three to four feet long, acting as the central figure. If two groups were vying for passage, the later group would let the earlier one pass. Although their destination was unknown, judging from their direction of advance, they would definitely pass through the Kyoto Fortress!

After weighing the options, the elders unanimously agreed that manpower should be focused on eliminating the swarm. Most of the generals also agreed with this decision, except for Colonel Putton, who expressed strong dissatisfaction with the elders' delay in rescuing Decker.

"Decker is now besieged in Lockfer. Although we need to eliminate the swarm, we can't just not send a single soldier to support him, can we?" the colonel said angrily.

"But we should prioritize the safety of the fortress..."

"Dekker is the most defensively skilled commander in our Brotherhood. I believe he can hold out until we eliminate those bugs..." "Perhaps you should use your brains. Given Decker's style, if he can hold out for a while, he won't be so desperate as to send a short message for help without even providing details!" the colonel said, his face ashen.

"But if those mutant cockroaches get into the fortress..."

"We also need to consider the soldiers' feelings. If we only seek self-preservation, if the soldiers are trapped later, they might think we will surrender to the enemy without sending reinforcements, just like this time!" the colonel said. "...Let's send a small reinforcement team to provide support!" Banaki, who had been silent all along, said. "Putton, Paul, one of you should send a unit to provide support." There were three colonels at the Kyoto Fortress: Putton, Paul, and the trapped Decker. The colonel's original force was capped at two hundred men, but due to internal strife, Colonel Putton only had eighty-two. Although these were all his trusted men, they would likely only be enough to defend himself against a large number of mutant insects. I guessed most of them were sent by Paul's squads, but strangely, he and his captains had been talking for a long time without reaching a conclusion. I couldn't help but look at the elders, and saw cold smiles on their faces. It dawned on me. The elders all knew that Paul wouldn't let his own men take on this hot potato, leaving Colonel Putton in a dilemma. Should he send his own men?

There would likely be heavy losses, making the colonel's situation even worse. Should he not send reinforcements? Then his impetuous words would only make him seem like he was just spouting empty rhetoric.

I secretly observed the colonel and saw his anxious expression, guessing that he understood his current predicament.

I was also worried for him when I heard a voice in my ear. "Captain, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and volunteer! Don't miss this opportunity!" It was Dark Rat. I said, "What do you know! If I leave the Colonel, won't he be even more isolated and weak?" "In the current situation, if you don't act, the Colonel will never be able to hold his head high again! And if you only use your own squad, it won't have much impact on the Colonel's strength." "Are you crazy? Our opponent this time can't even stop 'Iron Wall'! What can we do with only ten men except die?" "The best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting. Captain, your command skills make our ten men worth fifty. Besides, we want to eliminate the enemy; all we need to do is delay..." After listening to this guy's words, I thought about it carefully. After confirming that the initial strategy was working well, I announced loudly, "General, let our group go and provide support!" Barnaki looked at me quietly. "Have you thought this through? Your group, including you, only has eleven people. How long do you think you can hold out?" I replied without fear, "Thirty-six hours is my limit. I can't guarantee more than thirty-six hours!" Barnaki paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. "Haha... Good, if you can hold out for thirty-six hours, you'll be Captain Piccolo!" Most people were taken aback by the general's reaction. "Captain? He's only been with the Brotherhood for less than two weeks..." an elder couldn't help but say.

"No need for further words. Everyone else, get ready to go! Kill those damn mutant bastards! Move...!" The colonel came to my side and said worriedly, "I really thank you, but how can your ten-man team complete this mission? Perhaps I should send twenty men to support you!" "No need, Colonel. This time, I'm here to wipe out those bandits! I know their tactics inside and out; holding them off for half a day won't be a problem. On the other hand, you'll be facing a bloody battle! It's better to concentrate our limited manpower on your side." The colonel squeezed my shoulder tightly. "If it's not feasible, don't force yourself! I'll come to support you as soon as I'm done! Be careful!" On the way to Lockfer, my team members remained silent. Most of them firmly believed this was their last mission. But they didn't utter a single word of reproach, because they knew my choice had its reasons. Lan Ling threw herself into my arms, rubbing her breasts against my chest. I couldn't resist reaching inside her pants and asking, "You're not that desperate, are you?" "I don't want it now, I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to enjoy your big cock again!" I was both amused and annoyed. It seemed even the woman who trusted me most thought I'd chosen a dead end this time.

I squeezed her clitoris hard, making her gasp and gush with juices before saying, "How could I possibly want you dead? I haven't had enough yet!" "Ah... I didn't know you... ah... what you were planning... don't dig... ah!!!" She reached orgasm under my finger assault.

My brother, seeing me say this, relaxed his furrowed brow, but still looked worried. Old Shi, mustering his courage, asked, "Boss, we know absolutely nothing about the enemy this time! How can we survive?" I slowly replied, "This battle is different from previous ones. This time, we need to rely on Dark Rat's [gift], plus the enemy's response, to formulate a strategy." Old Shi looked suspicious and said, "I don't understand, what is [the enemy's response]? What are we going to do if we don't formulate a strategy?" "Haha... The enemy is someone even 'Iron Wall Colonel' is struggling to defend. You see, even if we successfully enter the village, how long can we hold out?" "...Then what are we going to do?" "Haha... What we're going to do is—let them know that the Brotherhood's 'army' is coming!"

Chapter Eight: The Disparity

"..." We all gasped as we reached the outskirts of Lockfer.

"Damn... at least four hundred men..." Old Shi muttered.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, we saw that Lockfer was completely surrounded, with bandits patrolling all around. Occasionally, bursts of gunfire rang out; it seemed the bandits intended to take it tonight!

If Lockfer hadn't had its extensive fortifications due to its iron ore deposits, or if the city's commander hadn't been Decker, the city would have already fallen.

"What do you think?" Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but ask Dark Rat.

"..." He pondered for a moment. "Our plan is still feasible, but we might need to make some changes to the details." I had originally estimated the enemy to be around two hundred men, so our idea—to create the illusion of a large Brotherhood force arriving on the outskirts, causing chaos—would naturally slow their advance as they would be forced to divert their attention from our "large army." Back then, under the "gift" of darkness and Dark Rat, we launched a guerrilla war, and the bandits were bound to suffer heavy casualties. This method obviously won't work now; if they only spare half their forces to deal with our "army," we'll be in deep trouble.

"What else can we do?" Lanling asked dejectedly.

"Reporting to the captain, look at them. They're clearly divided into several formations, indicating they're an army formed by different factions..." Dark Rat spoke with a lifeless air. "And they're all trying to avoid going into other formations; we should know they're suspicious of each other." I could also see this phenomenon at a glance, but Dark Rat's ability to analyze it so quickly was indeed better than mine. My mind raced with plans, while my eyes remained fixed on Lockfer, looking for any opportunities.

Then, a familiar face came into view—Dejie! He was observing from outside a medium-sized formation in the southwest... It seemed he had brought half of his two hundred men. "Who on earth could have taught these scoundrels who don't trust each other to work together?" A series of questions arose in my mind.

Suddenly, I saw a small group of about twenty bandits guarding a two-story house in the northwest of the city, and I could vaguely see figures moving inside. "Could it be..." A thought struck me, and I said, "Let's go check out that house first."

"Ah...ah...it hurts...no..." A woman's cry of pain rang out.

"It really is..."

I said to my brothers behind me, "This is where the bandits enjoy themselves after capturing women from the city." "Boss, are we going to rescue the women trapped here?" Old Shi asked in a low voice.

I said, amused and annoyed, "Go to hell, after we rescue them, you'll still have your fill, so what difference does their fate make?" "Then why are we here?" "Because this place is key to the success of our operation!" A moment later, I and four brothers "escorted" Lan Ling to the front of the house.

"Who's there?" a weary-looking guard asked.

"We're Dejie's men. We caught a whore in town this morning and brought her here now," I replied.

Lanling was only covered by a few pitifully small towels. Most of her breasts and a small patch of pubic hair were exposed. The guard's eyes lit up at the sight, and he said, "You guys think she's pretty good? Even after playing with this whore all day, her skin is still smooth and supple..." A chill ran down my spine, and I quickly replied, "Old Dejie said he really likes this whore and forbids us from ruining her, so actually not many people have slept with her." "Oh..." A look of sudden realization and disappointment appeared on his face simultaneously, while we secretly wiped away a bead of sweat. "But sending her here? I don't even see the city fall by tomorrow, and her cunt will be so big you could fit your arm inside!" I said sinisterly. "Brother, if you want, we can take her inside and then let you fuck her still tight cunt first!" "Really! Well, thank you so much. If you don't mind, how about we fuck her together?" It seemed he had completely dispelled his suspicions.

"Haha, if that's how it is, brother, then I won't stand on ceremony. My brothers will keep watch outside for you for a while," I replied, secretly laughing to myself, "You'll get to enjoy yourself properly in the underworld!" Upon entering the house, I saw over thirty women in the hall, their necks bound with collars, completely naked, being played with by more than ten men. Many of the women were already unconscious, their bodies covered in purple and blue bruises. Their lower orifices were wide open, and off-white semen slowly flowed out. One man even inserted his entire arm into a woman's vagina... "Let's go upstairs," I suggested, seeing that there were too many people and I was afraid of alerting the others.

"Ha... fine, I didn't expect someone your age to be afraid of letting others see you having sex." His hand was exploring Lan Ling's lower body.

After reaching a small room on the second floor, I pulled out the dagger from my waist and strangled him from behind. "If you don't want to die, don't make a sound. Answer me every time I ask a question, otherwise..." I said to Lan Ling, "You have to keep moaning so that others won't suspect anything." "You're not doing it to me, how can I do it?" The little girl pouted and blushed. It seemed she was a little unhappy that I allowed others to touch her body.

"Hurry up and moan, or I won't do it to your stinky hole for a week when I get back!" I said with a laugh in my low voice.

"Fine, I won't do it. If I wanted it, men would line up to have sex with me..." She said that, but still moaned as I said.

"Ah... ah..."

Under Lan Ling's "cover," I learned a lot from the guards in less than ten minutes—a total of four groups of bandits, more than 430 people, had attacked. The four main leaders were Dejay, Mad Bull, Ross, and Dugu. Ross, located in the east of the city, had the largest number, over 180 men. Dejay was second, with over 150. Mad Bull and Dugu each had only over 50. It was understood that Dejay and Ross didn't get along, but they seemed to have someone above them, so they had to tolerate each other.

After slitting the guy's throat, I called my brothers behind the house to climb up to the second floor. Then, we silently dealt with all thirty-odd thieves in the house (or rather, we silently slit their throats). Meanwhile, Dark Rat had set up over seventy "grand prizes"—T45 personnel-killing mines—outside the house.

At 8:45 pm, it was dark. The women in the house had been evacuated in batches to a small hill nearby. The corpses in the house were all moved to the second floor. On one or two occasions, four or five thieves had come to enjoy themselves, but after they removed their clothes, they were all sent to meet the pre-nuclear war creatures.

As night fell, the bandits' vigilance noticeably increased. We cautiously retreated behind the hill, preparing for the impending battle… “Boom!” An explosion rang out, setting the stage for tonight's battle… Chapter Nine: Night of Battle The explosion heightened tension among all the bandits stationed in Lockfer.

“What? Is the Brotherhood coming to support us?”

“Do they have rockets? That explosion was incredibly loud!”

“Are we going to be attacked from both sides?”

Immediately, the eleven of us, along with the rescued women, peeked out from behind the hill, firing our AK-47s indiscriminately to create the illusion of a large Brotherhood attack. However, I had strictly ordered my men not to leave the hill, but to adopt a flanking maneuver, hoping to draw their attention.

“Damn it, who's yelling over there!” A rough voice rang out.

“Boss, something terrible has happened! The Brotherhood has launched a major counterattack!”
"Impossible! They said the Brotherhood was in big trouble and wouldn't have enough troops here!" "But their numbers..." "Idiot! Can you see how many of them there are?"

"No, but they have rocket launchers! Quite a few brothers are already in disarray!" At this moment, a bandit came to report, "Boss, the enemy is launching an attack over at [Bitch Paradise]! Number unknown, but it looks like there are quite a few..." (Haha, detonating a T-45 personnel destruction mine will make the enemy think we have rocket launchers, this deal is very profitable!) "...I'll go meet that guy Ross first, you guys don't make any rash moves! Also send some men to Mad Bull and Dugu's side, tell them to go to Ross's side to discuss it." After saying this, Dejay—the enemy I had targeted—turned and walked out of the tent. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw a man about five feet tall with a short beard and a pair of triangular eyes that occasionally flashed with a cunning look, and two six-foot-tall muscular men walking towards him. The one on the left had long blond hair and a rough appearance. The one on the right had short black hair and was covered in scars.

"I was just about to go find you, but you've moved faster than me..." "Haha... how could I, a mere Ross, dare to ask my boss, Dejay, to come looking for someone like me!" said the man with the short beard.

"Hmph, I'm not trying to spite you, but the Brotherhood's reinforcements have arrived. Should we attack the city first or deal with those reinforcements?" Dejay asked.

"Their intelligence is always accurate. Since they say the Brotherhood can't send too many men, I think we should deal with the reinforcements first. But Dugu said he needs to talk to you first before deciding." The burly man with black hair said. "What's there to talk about?" "Don't you think it's strange that they're attacking? If they weren't many, they shouldn't have alerted us at all. Instead, they should have tried to infiltrate the city and use the city's fortifications to fight us until their main force arrived." Dugu said.

"You have a point, and I'm a little uneasy too. The enemy is not easy to deal with..." Dejay said.

"Ha, I didn't expect the infamous Dejay to be afraid of the enemy squad's night raid. They're attacking at night because they know they can't outnumber us, but they don't want to go into the city to their deaths, so they're using guerrilla tactics to slow down our siege. But since you're afraid, I won't force you. You and your men can stay here and nurse, I'll take a force to wipe out the Brotherhood!" Ross laughed. "Mad Bull, I'll take 150 men to sweep the area, and you'll command the rest for now. You'll attack the city with them, so let's wipe out the Brotherhood's forces from both sides at the same time!" Dejay muttered as he watched Ross's retreating figure. "Hmph, he's got a bit of a brain. But are the people the Brotherhood sent so easy to deal with?" From behind the hill, I saw them send out a force of over 150 men towards us, and I knew we were halfway to victory. It was obvious the enemy knew our forces were insufficient, which is why they attacked. In fact, my original plan was similar to theirs, but knowing the disparity in strength, I anticipated they would split their forces. That's why I adopted the current strategy. The T-45 anti-personnel mine I detonated had already brought me tonight's main course. I ordered my brothers to retrieve the weapons from the women's hands and have them hide, then fire in groups of three, "waiting for the meal."

"Haha, we'll use [Bitch Paradise] as our base first, then advance slowly. Remember, no one can leave, or I'll cut off his balls so he can never play with women again!" Ross grinned as he entered the house.

After seeing the enemy's leader enter, I said to Dark Rat, "Attack!" "Boom..." Explosions rang out around the small house, filling the air with smoke and dust. The torches in the bandits' hands fell to the ground and went out, plunging the surroundings into darkness. The bandits' dying screams and groans of the wounded created a scene reminiscent of the aftermath of a nuclear war, causing chaos among the bandits besieging the city. The people in the city, feeling the earth tremble and witnessing the bandits' disarray, knew reinforcements had arrived and cheered.

While all the bandits were in chaos, we and the women were advancing towards an entrance in the north of the city. The darkness and chaos provided us with perfect cover. When our group of over forty people was only twenty meters from the entrance, someone finally spotted us.

"Stop! Don't run!" I thought to myself, who would be so foolish as to stop and wait for his bullets?

"Run! We'll be safe once we're inside the city!" I shouted. "Don't hesitate for a moment, advance in a zigzag pattern!" "Bullets..." Bullets whizzed past us. Fortunately, the enemy was thrown into chaos by the explosion, so only a ten-man squad blocked our way. I told Lanling and the five brothers to escort the women into the city first. Old Shi, Dark Rat, and I, a total of six, turned back to engage, hoping to buy them time.

"Ugh..." A woman at the back of the group fell, shot. She was about five meters away from me, while the enemy squad advanced prone about ten meters behind her. Knowing we had the powerful AK-47s, they were hesitant to launch an open attack.

Now I faced an extremely difficult choice—should I risk rescuing her? The enemy could spot me and open fire at any moment.

Should I abandon her? If the enemy captured her, they would find out that we only had a dozen or so men to help.

*** *** *** *** There was another way... in this desperate situation, shoot her first, to prevent her from suffering after being captured!

What should I do?

The End

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