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What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company?

I thought being laid off from my job was the greatest of my worries but I just had to wake up in a ship's cockpit after my space game crashed. Now I have no map, no friends and no money. But that's ok, I've started from the bottom before! With my starter ship I will scour through space as a Mercenary and maybe even start up a Mercenary Company while I'm at it! This ain't my first rodeo in space after all! Except... Apparently my crew members are weird? The guy who bumped into me yesterday was found sliced up and floating outside the space station. The girl who tried to honeytrap me was reported missing with only a finger found in an alley. And then that merchant who scammed me had his entire ship blasted into bits by unknown vessels the very next day. Some people say my crewmates were behind it but they must be mistaken, right? I only know one thing for sure... In space, no one can hear you scream... *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. Also, gene splicing and cybernetics exist in this story. What does that mean? MC is a futa for one and there's going to be other futas showing up as well. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c

Draekai · Ficção Científica
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190 Chs

Finishing Off The Assassins

I tightened my grip on my shotgun as the blade guy in front of me suddenly disappeared from view.

Trusting my instincts that were telling me about something approaching me from the left, I didn't even look as I fired my shotgun in that direction.

There was a gasp of surprise and I turned to see the blade guy leaping away from me, the remnants of his shield in the midst of breaking apart after protecting him from that shot.

He did not have time to rest and leapt away just as Lea's bullet pierced through where he was just a moment ago.

He then reappeared a short distance away and even though his head was covered, I could tell he was quite pissed.

He then disappeared once again and the feeling came from the right this time.

I leapt towards my left and fired my shotgun to the right, only for pain to blossom from my left arm.

I fell to the ground and found a slash wound on my upper arm, blood already pouring out of said wound.