Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 116 Claire, come here.

At this time, a black ray suddenly shot out from the neutron star fifty kilometers away, directly hitting Claire to lure an enemy plane in, and instantly blasting the enemy plane and the orcs inside into powder before her eyes.

This horrifying scene made the hairs on Claire's arms stand on end, but she still didn't flinch.

After that, none of the enemy planes lured into the ambush area were found by the enemy commander and ordered to be recalled in time.

With this method, the enemy will not be fooled in less than three times. In addition, this place is still within the range of the neutron star's magnetic attack. The enemy commander quickly summoned all the people. They wanted to switch to defense, and their positions were completely messed up. impossible.

When the opponent was not attacking with strong firepower, Donahue immediately issued a cover bombardment order to start a counterattack.

The mission ended with the death of all members of the blue team, and the red team won a big victory.

The wailing sounded continuously in the simulation room. The intact Claire climbed up from the simulation room covered in water, choking a few mouthfuls of water.

The feeling of fullness just now was instantly replaced by a rush of hunger, and those beast-like painful screams made her ears ache.

As soon as Claire stepped on the ground with her feet clutching her stomach, an orc oncoming picked her up and turned her around in a circle.

"Little female! You are so hurt!"

They were able to win such a smooth victory this time, entirely because of her impromptu bad idea.

Claire was almost out of breath from being strangled by his arm, but he just made two turns and put her down.

The orcs of the red team swarmed together with her as the center, and the orcs of the blue team were complaining about their insidiousness and cunning, and the two sides fought.

"You are too ruthless, you even used the rays of the neutron star to kill me!" An orc with an angry face roared.

Claire slowed down, brushed away a few strands of hair sticking to her face, and asked him curiously, "How does it feel when you die?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, "He died too quickly, so I didn't come to experience the feeling in a hurry."

She silently expressed sympathy, and there was a lot of laughter around. Although half of the orcs lost the game, everyone was kind and not unhappy.

"How about we go out to celebrate tonight?" Donahue suggested.

Standing among the orcs, Claire, who was covered in water, looked up at the glass window above. There was no one in it. When an orc asked her if she would go, she nodded casually.

The door of the simulation room was opened at this time, and everyone looked towards the exit.

The tall commander walked in with a cold expression, followed by a group of formation leaders.

The black military uniform looked handsome and aggressive on him. His straight figure and aura quieted the noisy orcs around him. Everyone subconsciously straightened their backs and suppressed the laughter on their faces.

He stopped in front of everyone, his brows were sharp, his black eyes were cold, and those black eyes were staring closely at the girl standing in the crowd of orcs touching their shoulders, the wet combat uniform was like this Sticking to her body, drawing a beautiful curve, there was no expression on his face.

Claire couldn't help but tremble just by meeting Cassius' gaze. She was familiar with that look, and he was definitely angry.

Doesn't her performance satisfy him?Although this move is a bit of a loss, the inspiration is entirely from her watching him compete for the first time.

"Claire, come here."

A cold voice gave her an order.

The orcs surrounding Claire scattered in all directions in an instant, and she regained her senses to dispel her wild thoughts and walked over.

Just when she stood in front of him, her waist was firmly held by his big hand, forcing her to throw herself into his arms.

Before he had time to react, he hugged his waist heavily and walked out.

"Commander, I don't know the final result yet!" She grabbed the clothes on his chest in a flustered tone.

"You won't go to the front line and you won't have a mission." The moment he saw her surrounded by the group of orcs, Cassius understood that he had absolute control over her, including her body and mind, and she had to be clean.

Seeing that Claire was being taken away, Rory coughed lightly to maintain the situation, "The result will be out tomorrow, everyone will disband in place! The members of the blue team go back to reflect on today's problems, and they panicked because of a female. Are you How bad it is!"

The orcs in the blue team bowed their heads in shame.

Donahue, who was the commander of the red team, met with the commander of the other team.

"Didn't you come up with this bad idea and feelings?" The commander of the blue team realized it later.

Donohue smiled and said, "No, it's Claire."

"As expected of the commander's woman, she's quite cunning."

It was completely dark outside, and a gust of cold wind blew by, and the wet Claire suddenly felt cold. She had to cling to Cassius' chest and use his body to block the wind.

"Why can't I go to the striker? Didn't you agree to let me become a private and let me take the assessment?"

Claire grabbed his clothes with a puzzled look on her face. Although she knew that she probably didn't have the chance to go out to perform the mission, she still didn't understand why he did it all of a sudden.

"I won't let my woman go out and stay with a group of private soldiers on hormones. It's no different from going into a tiger's mouth." Cassius replied briefly, his expression still indifferent.

"What the hell, I'm just friends and comrades-in-arms with them." Claire retorted angrily, "You can go to a party with showgirls, why can't I go out with them on a mission."

As soon as the voice fell, the elevator leading to the private bedroom opened.

She was carried in, her back hit the wall of the bridge box hard, and the man's lips pressed down instantly.

Claire frowned in pain, put her hands on his shoulders, and endured his sudden heavy kisses.

She was dissatisfied with always letting him dominate everything about her as the master, so she took a hard bite on his raging lips.

The force with which he lowered his mouth made Cassius frown.

"Ding."

Elevator arrives.

Without any explanation, he hugged her horizontally and led her into the bathroom.

Claire wriggled in his arms like a loach in protest, "Cassius! This is not a legitimate reason at all, you just want to use this method to force me to submit!?"

Her whining was quickly swallowed up by kisses and splashes.

An hour later, wearing a clean nightgown, she was lifted out and placed on the bed without any strength.

The man who also put on his nightgown lay down beside her, his lips lingered behind her ear, and his voice was much gentler, "The Firebird is yours now, you can drive it to the nearby planets for sightseeing."

(End of this chapter)