I Woke Up Piloting the Strongest Starship, so I Became a Space Mercenary

Chapter 420

Force Push!

“I don’t know who you are, but you’ve got some nerve showing up at my place! I’m going to tear you apart while you’re still alive and show you what it feels like to have your body parts ripped off!”

He looked unhealthy and thin, with a red face and a blue vein on his face. A man with a subtly unnatural body shape, with no body fat percentage, but with muscles, came running toward us with a club in his hand, which was making some kind of disturbing sound, while he was shouting at us.

“Hiyaaaaah! I got youuuu!”

I held my breath and delayed time. Everything in the world slowed down to almost a pause. In the midst of all this, a skinny macho was jumping at me with a speed that you would not expect a flesh and blood human body to exert.

The sound of an ear-splitting spark followed. The source of the sound was the Tesla gun I was holding in my hand. The skinny macho, struck on the chest by the blue-white electric light, ended up thrashing about from the hit, but that was not enough to make him collapse.

“Oh?”

“Kuha…! Do you think you can stop me with only this!”

“Have you taken some kind of countermeasure against electric shocks?”

It appeared that I did barely any damage with the first shot, so I fired two to three more shots with the Tesla gun.

“Gyaa! Wait! Wait!?”

“No, I’m not waiting.”

In the end, after five shots, the skinny macho went down. His whole body was covered in steam, and he looked like he was burnt to a crisp. Well, I didn’t mind even if he was dead. However, he didn’t seem to be a gangster, so I should take precautions.

“Hey, didn’t you two pick up some kind of handcuffs earlier? Put them on him.”

“Yes, sir.”

Zeke pulled out a pair of sci-fi shaped handcuffs from his bag and restrained the convulsing skinny macho while steam was still rising out of him. It also seemed like he was still alive. His life force was as strong as that black guy’s.

“Is he the head of this place?”

“We don’t know. We don’t really know much about their organization, the executives or the leaders. But I’ve seen this guy’s face a few times, so I think he’s probably an executive at least.”

“I see. I hope his brain is still intact.”

I shot him 5 times with a Tesla gun, but I hope he didn’t receive too much brain damage to destroy his memories… Oh well, if that happened, then it couldn’t be helped, right?

“Heinz, go through his data storage.”

“Yes, big bro… can’t you deal with it yourself, big bro?”

“I’m not very good at that kind of work. I am more of a fighter, so I will leave it to you.”

“I see…”

I usually leave that kind of work to Mimi and Mei. Although I could conveniently deal with machines in my daily life, hacking, or rather cracking, and sensitive data processing was out of my hands.

“And, well, it looks like we have more visitors.”

We currently occupied a large room in a cul-de-sac at the back of the facility’s second floor. The only way out was supposed to be the door we came in through, but I could hear the sound of multiple footsteps approaching from somewhere, with no identification signal.

“Three…four people, huh? Four is a bit of a challenge. No choice.”

The Tesla gun was not a weapon that could be fired in rapid succession, so if all four of them came at us at the same time, only one of them might be neutralized by the Tesla Gun and I would be able to hold back one more by directly engaging in close combat. But still, that would leave me with two more that I would need to deal with, and even if I could manage to deal with the two as well, I would rather take that quick and easy route of dealing with all of them at the same time which would be less of a hassle.

“Take cover!”

“Yes sir!”

They could have at least provided some cover fire.

Not that I would really need it though…

I fired my Tesla gun at the four attackers without aiming at them directly to divert their attention as they ran into the room with laser guns and laser rifles in their hands. I quickly followed up by sticking out my left hand.

“Blow them up!”

The space in front of the attackers warped for a split second, and immediately after that, a shockwave was generated after the sound of an explosion. The attackers were hit by the shockwave right in front of me, and they were blown away.

Then I ran after them, firing my Tesla Gun mercilessly as I approached them, while they were still down from the initial attack and groaning. I could hear some nasty screams after shooting them, but I ignored it and continued disabling the 4 one by one.

“Big bro, what was that…?”

“That’s a prototype of the directed energy weapon on my power armor. Isn’t it cool?”

“That was awesome.”

Actually, that was a complete lie. It was the result of my psionic training under Kugi’s supervision. It was a so-called force push. I was starting to sound more and more like a J*di, but it couldn’t be helped because it was kind of similar power from that certain space movie.

According to Kugi, considering the nature and scale of my power, it was a minor force push at the level of a snort if compared to an expert, but it was enough for me since I could use it on a practical level. Incidentally, unlike the one used by those J*di, this was not a useful ability that could grab and pull things. At least, not yet.

The only thing I could do right now was to generate a powerful [force to push away] others at a specified point. It was more similar to the first move that the hero of Dragon’s Veins learned to do. Eventually, when one became more proficient in the use of force, one may be able to grab and pull things.

“Big bro, do you want me to give the data to the investigators from before?”

“Do that. It’s too much work to unlock and analyze it, right?

I have contacts who could do it, but it would take a lot of money and time to do so, and I would prefer it if Hartmut’s people dealt with it.

“Alright, I’ll hand it over to them.”

“Big bro, I’ve got something for you.”

Zeke then brought a bag filled with something from the corner of the room. Inside were many medicine packets filled with pink powder.

“What’s that?”

“That’s the thing, the drugs they’re spreading around.”

“Oh, these are the ones you were talking about… Let’s just take one packet for analysis.”

“Just one packet?”

“You’re not supposed to use these, you know? If you get a serious disease from it, I won’t be able to help you anymore.”

“Eh, what do you mean?”

“According to our doctor, if the mushrooms are not properly purified, they can become a new source of disease. Oh, and the mushrooms used to make these fake medicines are the same mushrooms that are causing a stir in this colony right now, and they’re made from human corpses that died in an epidemic and used as nurseries.”

“Really?”

Zeke immediately backed away, putting the bag of drugs on the table. He also pulled a couple of pill packets out of his pocket and tossed them on top of the opened bag. If I hadn’t told him, he would have been happy using the drugs.

I doubt I would get any useful data out of it, but it might help, so I should take it back with me. Maybe Dr. Shoko could make the mushrooms harmless and safe enough to just make people feel happy. But even if she did, I wouldn’t know what to do with it.

“I’m serious. Now in regard to our allies… I wonder if they’re done with the cleanup?”

The ninja armor’s sensors picked up the personnel who were sending out the identification signals of our allies, and they were now coming towards us. Now all we needed to accomplish was to have the people who had been subdued be grouped together and hand over the devices that might contain data to Hartmut’s men, and the assault would be complete.

But still, I wondered how that person managed to put up so much resistance after being shot with a Tesla gun. In my previous world, I had heard that people in a drug-induced state of excitement might come at you with a knife even after being shot with a Taser gun, but the power of the Tesla gun was more powerful than the Taser gun used in my previous world.

To begin with, the human body was not designed to survive a strong electric current. It was not a matter of enduring pain with guts or something like that. It could technically be possible if he was a little fat, which would help in resisting the electric current passing through his body, but I doubt that was the case with the skinny macho man. It must have been some kind of enhancement surgery, or countermeasure equipment, or something.

Or maybe he had a special constitution that made him resistant to electric attacks, or could also be someone whose hobby was to get pleasure from electric shocks. I did remember that he was using some kind of electric club as a weapon. Maybe he was playing with it in his spare time. I could only guess.

“Are we leaving after this?”

“I guess so. Get ready to hand over the stuff.”

“Yes, big bro.”

Well, the first thing to do was to pull out the information from them. At worst, they could force them to talk about what they know, or they could pull it out of their heads directly, but it would not be a quick process. This was the end of our work for today, I guess.