Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

Outside of Atlanta, near a desolate and abandoned mine.

A white van was parked on the gravel road surrounded by trees.

This is the place found by Sevo. He has some knowledge of the uninhabited areas around Atlanta.

Zhang Qiang was smoking a cigarette and playing with a dagger in his hand.

The reward for the [Messenger's Arrival] mission was received more than ten days ago. Now, in addition to his physical fitness and awareness, Zhang Qiang has mastered combat skills that are basically equivalent to a qualified member of Task Force 141.

Of course, he can't use it outside of electronic equipment...

Task Force 141 in the Call of Duty game is a temporary force of an allied military organization.

The team members are all special forces from various countries. Although they cannot be said to be the aces among aces, the core team of 141 are basically all-round fighters, and the team members are also excellent among the special forces of various countries.

Zhang Qiang is 1.8 meters tall and looks ordinary in the United States, but anyone who dares to underestimate him now will suffer.

This is an Asian youth who has mastered military combat and sports shooting skills. Moreover, in the half month since he came to the mine, Zhang Qiang has never stopped training.

On the day he left the community, Sevo robbed Old White's convenience store and almost emptied it. The high-energy food, canned food, and drinking water inside were all loaded into the van.

This made the Perkinses both miserable and happy; they had never had so much to eat and drink.

But the carriage is where they rest... and this is the only private space they have...

Currently, they have one more problem.

The camp temporarily set up by four people had no daily necessities at all, only food and drinks.

It is a common mistake to use leaves to wipe the stool when going to the wild.

The thinking of wanderers is sometimes very limited.

Also... there were countless cartons of cigarettes in the car.

Zhang Qiang and Sewo were smoking cigarettes and chatting about useless daily life. They were probably talking about receiving news from some survivors on the car radio.

In the past half month, the United States has collapsed due to the zombie flu.

The reality is far more magical than imagined. The modern army has become a mess due to political reasons, and the core of the US government is nowhere to be found.

The military rescue camp collapsed, the zombies slaughtered ordinary people, and the armed helicopters sent by the military used gasoline bombs to bomb the city, trying to stop the zombies from leaving the city...

Ordinary people trapped in the city also suffered countless casualties...

Zhang Qiang inexplicably felt that the information he received from the radio was somewhat familiar, but he didn't know where it came from.

Rumble... the sound of a car driving in the distance on the gravel road...

Zhang Qiang immediately took out his m4a1 from the passenger seat and looked towards the source of the sound with a fierce look.

Someone came to the mine?!

Sevo touched the pistol on his waist and said to Zhang Qiang in the passenger seat:

"You sit in the car and pay attention to the situation. I will try to communicate with the person and see what kind of person he is."

These days he and Zhang Qiang went hunting together deep in the mine. Although he didn't know where Zhang Qiang found the fully automatic assault rifle, Sevo felt that this Asian guy was more reliable.

Zhang Qiang's superb shooting skills made Sewo think that Zhang Qiang was a spy wandering in the United States...

Zhang Qiang nodded. The leader of the four of them was Sewo. In the past four years, he had never been dissatisfied with this old uncle.

After all, he had been taken care of too much. Without Sewo, Zhang Qiang would still be wandering in some community, sleeping on old newspapers in some garbage alley infested with rats.

“I hope we can always stand together…”

Certain ideas were slowly brewing in Zhang Qiang's heart at this moment.

Two pickup trucks, seven or eight cars, and an old RV were driving in the distance at a fast speed.

After seeing this, Sevo stood in place and waved to the convoy, signaling them to slow down.

The leading pickup truck quickly stopped near the cargo box, and a tall, strong white man got out. He was wearing an ordinary shirt and jeans, but with a police badge on his chest.

The white policeman walked up to Sevo and his eyes swept over Zhang Qiang who was sitting in the truck without leaving a trace.

Then, when he looked down and saw the prosthesis under Sewo's left leg, he was surprised.

"Hello sir, my name is Sean Welsh, and I am a serving police officer in King County."

"Sevo Senna, retired soldier. Homeless man."

A smile appeared on Sevo's bearded old face.

Sean and Sewo both extended their right hands and shook hands. When they began to exchange pleasantries and try to get to know each other, Zhang Qiang was shocked and his eyes turned red!!!

"Fuck! I get it! This is... This is the world of The Walking Dead!"

Zhang Qiang roared in his heart. After traveling to this fucked up world for four years, he finally understood the nature of this world!!!

Sean Welsh is the best friend of the protagonist in the first season of the American TV series The Walking Dead, and he is also the tough guy who sleeps with the protagonist's wife!

Sean's appearance and self-introduction made Zhang Qiang recognize him instantly!

Before he traveled through time, he was a huge fan of the drama!!

"Ding!"

A prompt sounded from the panel in his mind, and Zhang Qiang decisively opened the panel to check.

The taskbar is refreshed with new text:

“Discover the essence of the world, unlock the gunsmith function, and spend points to customize firearms.”

After the emotional excitement, Zhang Qiang calmly calculated that he had 420 points.

There are 100 in the community, killing black trash and completing daily tasks.

320 saved the confused Sewo, Anzhui and Kendall at the critical moment. Then he killed two zombies.

Now he had to figure out the purchasing power of the points.

Zhang Qiang ignored the new convoy and entered the quarry.

With an idea in mind, he put the m4a1 into the warehouse, turned on the gunsmith function and modified it.

The light and shadow of the m4a1 appear in the panel, and the various modifiable parts of the gun appear:

Muzzle, barrel, buttstock, under-mount, side-mount, aiming, side grip, magazine, special features???

The specialty column is actually unlocked!

Zhang Qiang clicked on other columns and browsed through many accessories. He found that all parts were 25 points each.

Zhang Qiang mindlessly replaced the m4a1 with an integrated silencer barrel. A silencer gun is a man’s romance!

50 rounds extended magazine, GI scope, commando grip!

Zhang Qiang completed the modification of the m4a1 in one breath, and his points were instantly reset to zero.

“Ding! Spend 100 points to complete the hidden mission: Black Market.

Reward unlocked: Daily task [Destroy corpses]."

Zhang Qiang continued to check the panel.

[Zombie Suppression]: Kill zombies and you will be rewarded with 10 points for each one, with no upper limit.

Zhang Qiang now has a new way to earn points.

However, the mall slot has not been unlocked yet, and he is not sure what he can buy with the points.

"Wait, you can't do this!! Why are you giving it to them!! Sevo!!"

"Calm down! Anzhui! Kendall! We need to support each other!! People right now need unity!!"

Outside the van, a heated argument suddenly broke out.

Zhang Qiang heard the voices of Sevo and the Perkins couple, so he folded the panel and got out of the car to check the situation.

"Qiang! You came at the right time. You are a good kid. You know that the newcomers are short of food and water. We have so many things. We can share some with them!"

When Sevo saw Zhang Qiang coming, there was some anger on his old face. His anger was directed at the Perkins couple.

Zhang Qiang looked at the Perkins couple blocking the cargo door and secretly gave Perkins a thumbs up in his heart.

He was also unwilling to share food with strangers for no reason.

Although he didn't know what Sevo was thinking, he had to support Sevo and also consider the thoughts of the Perkins couple.

There's a lot of plot in the Walking Dead spin-off game about the shit that goes on within the team.

If so many people suddenly joined the quarry and there was a conflict with Zhang Qiang and his team...

There were many faces in the new convoy that Zhang Qiang had seen in the drama before he traveled through time.

The gangster brothers (Moll and Daryl), the RV owner Dale, the protagonist Rick's wife and children (Lori and Carl), Sean, etc.

The group of newcomers watched the quarrel and some of them were discussing something in private.

Zhang Qiang felt inexplicably irritated, so let's compromise!

So, he never said to Sevo seriously:

“We can help others, but only if they are worthy of help. If anyone asks us for help today, please remember the favor we owe you!

Besides, there is a limit to how much you can help others, right? The Perkins couple might just be worried that all the food and water were taken away for no apparent reason.”

Giving both parties a way out, Zhang Qiang took some snacks and drinks from the van. Passing by Sewo, Zhang Qiang whispered:

"Don't let them take our cigarettes."

Sevo smiled broadly.

Zhang Qiang walked alone into the depths of the mine.

In the convoy, Zhang Qiang's somewhat hunched back made Moore Dixon a little curious. He opened his smoky voice and said to his brother:

"Darryl, look at that Asian guy. I feel like he's not a good guy. This guy must have blood on his hands!"

Daryl glanced at his trouble-making brother and warned him with a cold expression:

“You better not be racist here, I don’t want to get into a fight with anyone because of your shit.

This shit world is annoying enough.”

"hehe."

Moore sneered and touched the scabbard on his thigh. No matter what his brother said, he still wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

Moore followed Zhang Qiang alone, wanting to have a good chat with him...

Deep in the mine, beside a lake formed by a giant mining pit.

Zhang Qiang was holding a big stone, and found a flat ground, doing squats. He controlled his breathing rhythm and concentrated on the exercise.

The world of doomsday does not tolerate the weak. Zhang Qiang has no intention of giving up. Even after the panel was updated, he has already thought about earning points.

"Kill kill kill kill!!"

Zhang Qiang stared at the center of the lake fiercely and spoke in Mandarin.

His mind flashed back to the people who had forced him to compromise.

He was fed up with being a stranger in a strange land, with no control over his life and his will being controlled by others! !

throat!

A small stone fell from a high place to Zhang Qiang's feet. Zhang Qiang noticed the movement and threw a big stone into the lake, causing a huge splash.

Someone was standing above the mine, watching him.

"What's up?"

Zhang Qiang asked calmly, he recognized the person standing on the stone slope.

It’s Daryl’s brother, More.

This guy was an absolute jerk in the first season. Zhang Qiang didn't have a good impression of Moore at that time, although he knew that Moore was essentially a man of affection and righteousness.

"Hey, yellow-skinned boy, what's your relationship with that old soldier and those two drug addicts?"

Moore squatted on the stone slope, looking down at Zhang Qiang with a smile. His smile was casual, but his words were even more casual, full of offense to everyone.

Zhang Qiang sucked his teeth. He would not indulge a bitch like Moore now. He replied directly:

"none of your business!"

"Hahaha, interesting!"

Moore smiled and clapped his hands, then found an angle on the stone slope and jumped down several times. When he landed on the ground, his face turned gloomy when he faced Zhang Qiang.

"How dare you, a yellow monkey..."

Moore approached Zhang Qiang quickly.

"Snapped!"

Faster than him was Zhang Qiang who was also rushing towards him. Zhang Qiang slapped Moore in the face, leaving a red palm print.

"you wanna die!!!"

Moore was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly jumped towards Zhang Qiang. He wanted to let Zhang Qiang know what it means to respect the strong!!!

Damn strong man.

Snapped! ! !

Zhang Qiang sneered, watching Moore's starting movements like a street thug in a fight, and kicked Moore in the chin with a high kick.

“Fuck!!”

Moore felt his head go empty and all the strength in his body suddenly drained away. He fell into Zhang Qiang's arms like a powerless rag doll.

Zhang Qiang grabbed More's neck, turned around and stepped behind him, and used his weight to bring the powerless More to the ground, locking the bastard tightly and strangling his breath.

"Are you calm, Mr. White Pig? This is what you get for insulting others, don't use racism against me!!

There are two types of people I hate the most in my life. One is the racist, and the other is the silent one!! If you understand, just clap your hands and beg for mercy! "

Zhang Qiang's furious roar made Moore, who was out of breath and had a red face and thick neck, regret a little. This Asian was even more violent than he had imagined. He was a madman!

clap clap clap!

The sound of Moore's hands slapping the ground was heard, and Zhang Qiang slowly loosened the arms that were locked around his neck.

“Ha! Ahem… huh…”

Moore lay on the ground, panting heavily, and looked at Zhang Qiang's back as he stood up and left, feeling a little indignant. He had to get back at this place, and it would be best if he did it... now!!!

He took out the long dagger from the scabbard hanging on the side of his thigh, crawled and ran to stand up from the ground, and rushed towards Zhang Qiang who had his back to him.

Kara!

There seemed to be a sound of metal friction. Zhang Qiang turned around and looked at Moore, who was holding a dagger with an embarrassed look on his face, and asked with a smile:

"Move! Why aren't you moving? Are you pretending to be a crazy warrior in front of me?"

"I...I was just joking, hahahahaha..."

Mor hid the raised dagger behind his back as if to conceal it, with a flattering smile on his face.

In a one-on-one fight between real men, whoever takes out a weapon first loses. Besides, Zhang Qiang took out a gun, and Moore calmed down instantly.

"You'd better learn your lesson. Remember, my name is Zhang Qiang."

Zhang Qiang's smile suddenly changed, and his ferocious eyes looked up and down at Moore, as if calculating the value of his points.

Thinking about the consequences of killing More and offending Daryl, a member of the protagonist group, made Zhang Qiang feel uneasy.

Zhang Qiang frowned. Daryl was a cold-faced but kind-hearted guy. He had to get to know him later and ask him to keep that bastard Moore under control.

Next time, Zhang Qiang will be sure that More is his enemy. At that time, the two brothers, More and Daryl, must go on the road together...