Timur and his commandos
Timur and his commandos. Part 1. War is not child's play.
I am Major General Timur Kalashnikov, commander of a GRU sabotage and reconnaissance unit. For two years now, we've been combing Chechnya up and down without a break. Although this isn't a war, it's bullshit, because here it's cannon fodder fighting cannon fodder. And the bosses are thick as thieves with each other, raking in huge dough, laundering it with the blood of our guys. There's an area in Chechnya where Russian troops are forbidden to enter, supposedly because civilians live there. That's all crap, there are no civilians in Chechnya at all. And in that area are training centers, militant camps, and all their commanders. My command
hadn't been in contact for about seven months. Sometimes I thought they'd forgotten about us altogether. (Quite possible). So we kept combing this "goblin sanctuary," wiping out everything alive. The Chechens got pissed at their friends and partners in the Russian government over this. They promised to find and severely punish the villains. Good luck with that, assholes!At four in the morning, we attacked another village and, after destroying everything that walked and talked, we headed to the last untouched shed. According to our own intel, there were three women (Chechens), a guy about 18, and a captured soldier. We burst in and assessed the situation in a second. The soldier was lying on the floor with his hands tied, his torso bare, and his pants pulled down to his knees. The women were mocking him, kicking him in the face and body. The guy, already beaten up, was just trying to dodge the blows. The young guy was trying to shove his "whistle" into the soldier's mouth. One of the women kicked the guy hard in the balls, he howled and curled up into a ball.
Ken (my fighter) shot off the kid's little thing and sent him flying into a far corner with a shoulder shove, where he died. One of the women, the oldest, turned towards the rifle, but she was thrown back against the wall, and she splattered her brains all over it. The second one tried to detonate her suicide belt... but didn't make it. The last remaining girl, about 25, was already on her knees with her hands behind her head and Ken's barrel at the back of her skull.
After freeing the guy and giving him medical aid, we turned our attention to the captive.
— Strip this bitch. — I said.
A minute later, I was holding her belt with three kilograms of TNT (60 F1 grenades) in my hands, and she stood naked, shouting various curses in her native language.
— Hasan will come, and you will all suck yourselves off!
— Is Hasan your leader? — I asked. — The one sleeping in a hammock? With his throat slit? He's not coming.
Even though it's not our style, we felt like tormenting this creature.
Shah immediately turned her face towards him and shoved his dick into her mouth. He pounded her a bit, and she bit him. Shah slapped her hard on the jaws with his palms, her muscles went slack, and her jaw dropped. Now the entrance to her mouth was available to everyone. To be sure, we knocked out half her teeth and disinfected her mouth with alcohol. Everyone lined up, not forgetting to keep watch. Shah was the first to fuck her mouth.
He moved his hips fast and hard, thrusting it all the way in, right down her throat. Pressing her face into his crotch, he tried with force to go even deeper.
After the fourth time, she couldn't hold it (or Shah didn't pull her away in time), she puked all over his pants. Shah lightly pushed her in the nose with the back of his hand, shattering it to pieces, and she was thrown back a meter. Shah's place was taken by the next fighter. He grabbed her by the back of her head and with a swing shoved his dick deep into her mouth and held her like that for about a minute, ignoring her wild attempts to break free. And a stream of snot and vomit gushed from her nose. And another strong blow knocked her onto the boards. Next was Rox.
— I don't want to fuck her in the mouth.
He turned her ass towards him and nodded. — Go on, Klim, get in position.
With strong hands, he spread her buttocks, spat on her anus, and shoved it into her virgin ass. The girl screamed like she was being butchered until Klim gagged her mouth. And the two of them skewered her like a shish kebab. Klim grabbed her by the bangs and for a long time, roughly forced her mouth onto himself, then smeared cum and saliva over her face with his dick, slapped her face with it, and shoved it back in her mouth. And Rox, also holding her by the hair, brutally impaled her ass. The girl moaned, groaned, and sobbed. After 30 minutes of brutal fucking, Rox pulled out his dick, it was all smeared with shit, and the fighter deftly spun her around 180 degrees. Before the captive could realize what was coming, Rox shoved the dirty member down her throat. The girl began sucking her own shit with horror in her eyes. Again she started having spasms, the guy held her head firmly, shoving his dick into her, and pinched her nose. She turned red, tears streamed from her eyes, the path for vomit was blocked.
— Swallow, you filthy bitch. — said Rox and tilted her head back. She had to swallow. Then he let go of the Chechen woman and she puked like never before in her life.
— Come on, Kalash, now you.
I pushed her with my foot, and the girl sprawled out in a puddle of her own vomit and shit, which was falling out in chunks from her torn-up hole. The guys pressed down on her shoulders with their feet. I pulled down my pants and squatted over her face. Straining a bit, I dumped such a pile of shit into her mouth that the terrorist choked and started vomiting again. Her face was completely covered in shit. And those fighters holding her began pushing my shit into her mouth with their combat boots. The chick started thrashing, and we calmed her with gentle words and painful blows. She puked again, but this time all over herself. My place was taken by Ken. He shat himself no worse than me, covering her whole face, neck, chest, and hair. Then the rest did the same.
The smell of shit didn't seem like the most pleasant in life to us, but my guys have strong nerves, so no one puked, but the chick, on the contrary, puked all around and on herself. To restore order, Medved made her eat everything that was on her and around her. Then her once proud, now crushed and humiliated body was tied by the hands to the ceiling with her friend's intestines, and her ribs were shattered. Rox made a bomb with 20 grams of TNT (less than in an anti-personnel mine) and shoved it into her cunt.
— You won't make it to heaven, bitch! — He said and pressed the detonator button. The woman's leg and half her ass were blown off. She died about fifteen seconds later from pain shock. And we, with a sense of duty overfulfilled, picked up the soldier and headed to the Mozdok hospital.
A week later, we suddenly found out that apparently, our entire unit had been killed half a year ago, and I had been posthumously awarded the rank of Lieutenant General and the Hero's Star. Interesting...