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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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380 Chs

They Want Her Alive

"Are Psionics all so overpowered?" I whispered to Amber.

She giggled, "Ehehehe~ Why do you think they single handedly managed to make the entire USC concede and create a noble caste just for them? Once the government tried to bombard them from orbit and they simply reflected the shells back into space and tore up the fleet sent there to hunt them."

Ok… Point taken…

Mara continued to lead the way with a relaxed gait, not even concerned that there might be more ambushes on the way.

Amber was also acting the same way as she was busy rubbing her face on my arm than actually paying attention to our surroundings.

As for me… It felt quite odd for me not to be on guard while in an enemy base so I still held on to my shotgun just in case.

Not like it matters since we were literally just walking down the middle of the hallway so if anyone wanted to shoot us, we wouldn't have much cover.