ASSAULT

The assault takes the enemy by total surprise. They were all female cadets, girls that lack in experience. Taking down the guards was an easy task. Then the various companies were spread throughout the perimeter to wipe out sections at once. T.K. and his platoon were sent to take care of the cadet quarters. For the purpose they were equipped with bayoneted rifles.
Cadet rebel girls wore a standard uniform that consists of a sleeveless green olive top cropped just below the breasts and a pair of camo shorts low on the hips, leaving the whole stomach bare and vulnerable, so it became common practice to kill them with bayonet thrusts to the bare belly, without mercy.

As he advance deeper in the enemy perimeter, T.K. found one of those cadets.
"Freeze! Don't make any noise or I'll gut you like a fish. Hands behind your head!" She complied. She was barely twenty, clad in the standard cadet uniform.
"Where for the cadet quarters?." "To the left." she answered with a frightened voice. "Well, thank you." and without warnings he stuck the bayonet into her exposed stomach, an bit below her oval shaped navel, until the rifle's muzzle was pressing against the belly skin."Eeeek" she grunted. The blade went in with a 'slitch' sound and blood spurted out. She bent over grabbing at her lower belly with her hands. He gave a vicious twist before withdraw, rupturing her intestines and causing another grunt from her. With hands still pressed against her wounded gut, she went down slowly on the floor and then curled up in a fetal position.

The cadet quarters was a single barrack structure, full of rebel ladies in various states of undressing, some even completely naked. They were unarmed and unprepared, taken by totally surprise, so it was like slaughtering lambs. T.K. and his company storm into the barrack and started to sink their bayonets into those rebel girls exposed bellies. An ovation of grunts and screams filled the air, as cold blades were jabbed through soft tummy flesh and hot bowels. The first to fall was a petite blonde. "slitch", "Ooooooh". Her pretty blue eye snapped wide and her mouth was open in a 'O' shape, as she was skewered a bit below her sexy innie. A pretty brunette was pleading on her knees, arms high above her head in sign of surrender. "Please, mercy. Please.", but got a bayonet in the navel anyway. "Please, me..", "slitch", "...eeeeeek". "sclitch". A twist of the blade tore up her innards. "Ghaaaaaak". She fell forward with her hands pressed on her bloody belly button. T.K. saw a beautiful outie running to the exit. Her screams of panic turned in a shriek of pain, as the outie get impaled on a spiked blade, and became a bloody innie when the bayonet was withdrawn. Those ladies found in their bunks were like already trapped. Soldiers rush to them before they could be on their feet. One of the girls, a readhead, was already in a sitting position as she was intercepted by two soldiers. "slitch, slitch". "Oooeeegh". She gave a painful grunt as two bayonets were inserted simultaneously into her bare stomach. The first attacker yanked out the blade and reinserted it into her navel. A silent scream, her eyes rolled up and she fall backward on the bloody sheets. The slaughter went on until there were no more girls left alive. Their naked bellies had received the bayonets they deserved.

As the soldiers were leaving T.K. noticed small bare feet sticking out from under the last bunk in the room, that moved when he kicked one. The name tag on the bunk read JANELLE and he rested his long gun against her bunk and reaching down, grabbing each naked foot pulled out a totally naked young beautiful shivering petite body of JANELLE. T.K. figured she had been missed because when the stabbing started at the other end of the room she pushed the naked body under her bunk. Except for it seemed her bare feet which T.K. spotted. She looked up at T.K. with her big pleading blue eyes, only guessing what her fate was going to be. T.K. picked up his long gun and pointed the bayonet still bloody from his earlier kills at her tiny precious belly button. Drops of red doted her white belly dripping from his bayonet and muzzle of the gun. He loved how her sexy belly button looked and lowered the sharp bloody point to a firm/flat area about an inch or so just below it and as JANELLE moaned expecting to worse just eeeked as T.K. applied the pressure to force it into her guts. "Here, take it deep in the gut, honey." "Slitch". A spourt of blood jets in the air. "Eeeek". "I know it hurst, Honey, but you deserve it. You are a rebel, Janelle, and rebel girls have to be bayoneted in the belly. "Sclitch". "Ghaaaaak". He gave a twist to shred her intestines and she grunted in response, arching her back and pushing her sexy belly up in the air, impaling her further on the blade. "Hush now, we have finished." he said withdrawing the blade. He let her bleeding quickly and dying on the floor as he reached his squad.

THE END