The Walking Dead: I Sell Arms as a Sixth-Rate Seller in the Apocalypse

11:30 PM.

Downtown Atlanta, Atlanta Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.

Rick pulled Tara back from her memories.

"Go wait for me at the parking entrance for a moment, I'll be right back."

After Rick finished speaking, he immediately ran upstairs.

Inside the combat personnel dormitory on the 13th floor.

Beth was tidying up the house when Rick sneaked in, crept up behind her, activated his ability, and put Beth into his storage backpack.

After finishing with Beth, Rick closed the door and headed towards the elevator.

Three minutes later.

Inside the parking lot of the CDC.

Tara stood at the door waiting for her man.

A short while later, Rick, dressed in a SWAT uniform, came to her side, put his arm around her, and led her to his police-issue Ford Expedition SUV.

When the two reached the back of the car, Rick opened the trunk, revealing two Atlanta police uniforms and police bulletproof vests in front of Tara.

Tara was overjoyed to see the two brand-new police uniforms. She picked up the women's uniform on the right and began to take off her clothes and change in front of Rick, a scene that left Rick dumbfounded.

He entered the system interface and, using the system's built-in control permissions, directly hacked all the surveillance cameras in the underground parking lot.

Inside the monitoring room, the old lecher was smoking a cigarette while engrossed in reading a pornographic magazine.

However, he did not notice that the two monitoring monitors in the upper right corner were black.

five minutes later.

Tara changed into her police uniform, a black uniform that accentuated her voluptuous figure, almost causing Rick, who was in a state of sage-like tranquility, to lose his composure.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

Tara struck a pose in front of Rick, especially with those two large, swaying headlights, which made Rick's eyes widen. In the original series, Tara gradually lost weight due to prolonged hunger, but after meeting the main characters, she was able to eat hot meals every day, and in less than half a year, she managed to plump herself up.

With that in mind, Rick decided to carefully control Tara's diet, making her exercise while strictly controlling her weight. Rick didn't like fat girls, and no matter how bright the lights were, they couldn't change Rick's stereotype of fat girls.

Rick, regaining his senses, praised Tara.

"Very good, Officer Tara, are you ready for your first mission?"

"Yes, I'm ready, sir!"

Seeing Tara's cooperation only deepened Rick's affection for her.

"Very good, let's set off."

Rick opened the car door first and sat in the driver's seat, followed closely by Tara, who got into the passenger seat.

As soon as I entered, I was drawn to the two weapons on the weapon rack in the middle of the driver and passenger seats.

"Police-grade AR15 assault rifle and police-grade Remington M870 shotgun!"

Rick looked at Tara smugly and boasted.

"How about it? This police-grade AR15 assault rifle has fought hundreds of zombies with me."

Tara picked up the AR15 assault rifle from the weapon rack, examined it for a while, and then made some comments.

"A Model 553 holographic sight, a D-60 drum magazine holding 60 rounds, an M203 grenade launcher, a Heckler & Co. bread stock, a strange thief's charm? Two side-by-side laser infrared lights? I can understand the first few, but what kind of terrible combination is this last two?"

Seeing this configuration, Tara was puzzled as to why two laser infrared sensors were installed.

Rick noticed Tara's question and explained somewhat embarrassedly.

"I have OCD. I feel uncomfortable if I don't install two infrared sensors side by side."

Hearing Rick's words, Tara was speechless, but she could understand Rick. She herself had OCD, and after Rick's explanation, Tara also felt that lasers looked better when two were side by side.

Rick smiled as he looked at Tara, whom he had successfully led astray. However, at that moment, the system's voice sounded again.

[Ding! There are 25 minutes remaining until the opening time of the A-level dungeon "Grady Memorial Hospital". Please arrive within 100 meters of the dungeon before 12:3 noon, otherwise your three subsystems will be unbound.]

Upon hearing this, Rick immediately became anxious and reminded Tara, who was holding an AR15 assault rifle with obvious interest.

"Tara! Buckle up, we're off on a mission!"

Finished.

Rick floored the gas pedal and sped off in his police-grade Ford Expedition SUV toward Grady Hospital in South Atlanta.

ten minutes later.

Located in the South Side of Atlanta, 1.5 kilometers north of Grady Memorial Hospital.

Rick and Tara were blocked by a horde of about 300 zombies. They checked their watches; it was 11:45 a.m., and there was still plenty of time. Tara volunteered to help.

"Let's wipe out these zombies and show you my shooting skills from the police academy."

"Sure, enjoy the thrill of shooting."

However, after Rick finished speaking, he froze. He saw Tara sitting on the side of the car door, raising her AR15 assault rifle and pulling the trigger on the horde of corpses in front of her.

"Da da da—"

"Da da da—"

The AR15 assault rifle spat out a dense barrage of bullets, dozens of 5.56mm rounds firing at the horde of zombies wandering in the distance.

The fragile bodies of more than a dozen zombies were shattered upon contact with the metal storm formed from bullets. Their internal organs were destroyed, and dark red blood splattered throughout the zombie horde. This scene gave Tara, who was using an assault rifle to mow down a horde of zombies for the first time, an incredibly satisfying experience.

Although she couldn't remember how many zombies she had killed, this was the first time she had ever had such a satisfying killing spree.

Seeing his points gradually recover, Rick breathed a sigh of relief. While Tara wasn't paying attention to him, he materialized the Beowulf assault rifle, which he hadn't used in a long time, from his personal space and said to Tara beside him.

"Officer Tara, you wouldn't mind if I joined you, would you?"

"No problem, Officer Rick. Let's wipe out these zombies for the safety of Atlanta!"

Tara switched to a new D-60 drum magazine and continued to indiscriminately fire at the zombies.

Rick raised his Beowulf assault rifle, replaced the 12.7x42 Beowulf armor-piercing rounds in the magazine with high-explosive rounds, aimed at the tallest zombie in the horde through the Nightcrawler scope, and immediately pulled the trigger three times in quick succession.

"Bang bang bang—"

Three explosive rounds were fired from the gun and flew towards the head of the zombie in the distance.

"Boom boom boom—"

Three explosions rang out, and the zombie that was hit was immediately blown to pieces. Black and red blood mixed with yellow and white brain matter splattered into the air, and the shock wave generated by the explosion knocked down all the other zombies within a 3-meter radius of it.

Some unfortunate zombies were hit in the brain by shrapnel from the explosion. Their fragile skulls were unable to withstand the flying shrapnel at close range, and after their brain tissue was shredded by the shrapnel, they became Rick's points.

Coincidentally, Rick's first hit activated Valkyrie's Plunder skill, and the zombies he killed added 50 points to Rick's already zero score.

Rick pressed his advantage, targeting a huge, obese zombie and firing three shots into its bloated belly.

"Bang bang bang—"

"Boom boom boom—"

When the three explosive rounds hit the fat man's stomach, they blew his bulky body in two, scattering his organs everywhere. This shocked Tara, who was holding the trigger tightly to the side.

She put down her weapon, looked at the weapon Rick was holding, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Why can your AR-15 assault rifle fire explosive bullets, while mine can't?"

Rick answered Tara as he fired.

"Because this gun of mine is called the Beowulf assault rifle, which fires .50 Beowulf rounds. Furthermore, this weapon has multiple types of ammunition, such as round-nosed rounds, armor-piercing rounds, incendiary rounds, or the explosive rounds I used this time. I can choose different types of ammunition to deal with different zombies."

"For example, with the horde of zombies we're fighting this time, explosive grenades can easily eliminate several of them. If we encounter a stronger, special type of infected, I can use armor-piercing rounds or round-nosed rounds to deal with it. Do you understand?"

Tara nodded excitedly, and taking advantage of Rick's inattention, snatched the Beowulf assault rifle from his hand and examined it herself.

Rick, whose Beowulf assault rifle had been stolen, hadn't even realized what was happening when Tara immediately raised the Beowulf and pulled the trigger on one of the zombies in the horde.

"Bang---"

"boom---"

The zombie in Tara's scope was hit by the explosive grenade fired by Tara, and a large hole was blown in its chest. The zombie's stomach and two lungs were blown into pieces. The zombie stared blankly at the hole in its chest, but before it could react, another explosive grenade exploded on the head of the zombie next to it.

The shrapnel struck all the zombies within three meters of it, the sharp fragments piercing their skulls and destroying their already mutated brains, killing them instantly.

After witnessing the zombie being blown up, Tara was overjoyed and raised her Beowulf assault rifle, kissed the gun, and then shouted.

"Wow, this is so damn awesome! I want this gun, and nobody will take her away from me!"

Finished.

Tara picked up the Beowulf assault rifle and began firing at the remaining zombies, while Rick could only stand by and collect the magazines that Tara had taken out, storing them in his personal storage space to reload.

Five minutes later, Tara successfully eliminated more than 300 zombies. At this time, the street ahead was filled with zombie organs and tissues, as well as blown-off limbs.

Looking at her masterpiece, Tara sat back down in the passenger seat with satisfaction.

At this moment, Rick saw his points rise back to 2750. He immediately opened the system shop, spent 1000 points, and exchanged for a high-tech loader (400 points), a space ring (400 points), and a universal copy card (300 points).

After doing all this, seeing his points balance return to 1650, Rick closed the system interface, put the high-tech loader into his newly purchased spatial ring, and then explained the functions of the spatial ring to Tara.

Rick personally put the ring on Tara's finger in the car, a scene that deeply moved Tara. Rick then used a universal copy card on the Beowulf assault rifle in Tara's hand.

After finishing all that, Rick floored the gas pedal and sped off through streets filled with blood and dismembered limbs, heading towards Grady Memorial Hospital not far away.

We finally arrived at the designated location before 11:59.