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

12 o'clock sharp.

South Side of Atlanta, 100 meters north of Grady Memorial Hospital.

[Ding! Host has arrived at the dungeon location. The A-rank dungeon "Grady Memorial Hospital" is now open!]

[Ding! Since the host has one erase chance remaining from the last copy, please erase two of the following restrictions.]

[Restriction 1: The host's personal space and system shop are locked and cannot be used (cannot be erased).]

[Restriction 2: The host cannot use war vehicles to assist in advancing through the instance (cannot be erased)]

[Restriction 3: Dr. Steven, Dr. Wendy, and Dean Grady must all survive (they cannot be erased).]

[Restriction 4: Eliminate either Captain Hansen's group of officers or Gorman's group of officers (can be removed)]

[Restriction 5: Beth Green must participate in this instance mission (can be removed)]

[Restriction 6: Save Noah (Can be erased)]

"System, system, I choose to remove restriction 4."

[Ding! Restriction 4 "Eliminate Captain Hansen and his gang or eliminate Gorman and his gang" has been removed. The host has now been replaced with the additional mission "Destroy or capture the weapons storage room at Grady Memorial Hospital."]

"What?! Holy crap? There's an additional mission? System, are you trying to rip me off like this?"

[Ding! Host, don't worry, there's a reward for completing this new task. The reward will definitely satisfy you.]

"That's more like it. I'll only do a task if there's a reward. Otherwise, who would risk their life to do some stupid side quest? Tell me, what's the reward for this task?"

[Ding! Mission complete reward: Silver Shadow Gilly Serpent Double-Barrel Assault Rifle unlocked for exchange in the in-game store.]

"Holy crap! The Kilippo Serpent? This thing is amazing! Two extended 50-round magazines side-by-side, its firepower can be used as a 5.56mm machine gun for a short time. With such a good weapon, I will definitely complete this mission!"

Thinking of this, Rick closed the dungeon quest interface and flicked Tara on the head, who was stroking the space ring on her ring finger and daydreaming about a wonderful life.

"What are you doing? Hahaha, ouch!"

Hearing Tara's cry, the old joke that had been dead for so long attacked Rick's brain again, almost making him think that Tara had been possessed by a trainee who had been training for two and a half years.

Why did you flick me?

Rick curled his lip and said dismissively.

"If I don't remind you, you probably won't even know you're on duty and on a mission, will you?"

Rick's words brought Tara's thoughts back to the present. However, just as Tara was thinking about how to save her man, a 2009 Chevrolet Caprice PPV (police patrol car) drove towards her.

Seeing this, Rick revealed his identity to Tara, who was standing next to him.

"Tara, let me explain our identities to you first. Remember, you can't add any random names, understand?"

Tara nodded, not understanding.

Rick continued to confess.

"First, remember your identity: Tara Chambler, a trainee rear guard in the Alpha Team of the Atlanta SWAT team. The captain's name is Kobe Bryant, and the Atlanta Police Chief's name is Tom Penny. Got it?"

"Okay, I understand. If anyone asks about my identity, I'll just say that, right?"

"No, you only say that when someone in a police uniform asks you. If someone else asks you, just ignore them. Police officers are arrogant. You can't be approachable, especially in this apocalyptic environment. Those people in police uniforms are already twisted inside. They are no longer police officers; they are just a bunch of thugs in police uniforms."

Upon hearing Rick's explanation, the tall and imposing image of the police officer crumbled in Tara's mind. She became depressed, looking like a wilted eggplant, and her previous carefree demeanor vanished.

Rick felt a pang of sympathy when he saw Tara's condition. He gently patted her head and softly comforted her.

"Tara, don't worry. Although what I said is true, our forces will definitely need to establish a police force in the future. I will recommend you to be the representative of the police force. You can formulate terms and conditions according to your own understanding of the role of police officers to restrain the people in the police force. I believe you can do it."

Upon hearing Rick's words, Tara's gloomy expression vanished instantly, and she became lively again. She grabbed Rick's hand and said excitedly.

"Really? You really want to nominate me as your agent?"

"Hmm, I can't think of anyone more suitable for this position than you, Captain Tara!"

Rick whispered the name into Tara's ear, breaking it down into four words, which made Tara beam with joy. She turned and kissed Rick on the cheek, much to Rick's delight.

Just as the two were flirting, the Chevrolet police patrol car pulled up in front of Rick and his friends, and a man and a woman wearing the same police uniforms as those of the Atlanta Police Department got out of the car.

As soon as the two got out of the car, the female police officer placed her hand on the pistol grip in her holster, while the male police officer held a police-issue Remington M870 shotgun in his hand, but did not aim it at the people inside the car.

Upon seeing this, Rick immediately revealed his identity to Tara.

“Tara, remember who I am, Rick, SWAT team, Alpha Team, Atlanta Police Department. You and I are husband and wife, and the rings on our fingers will prove it. If they ask, I'll speak first, and you can speak when they ask you, understand?”

Tara gripped her MP5A3 submachine gun tightly, while Rick held his fully modified AR15 assault rifle, their faces grave as they watched the male and female police officers walk to the car door.

"Knock knock knock—"

The male officer knocked three times on Rick's car window. Rick tactfully rolled down the window. After seeing Rick's SWAT uniform and his Asian appearance, the officer asked, puzzled.

"Hey guys, are you from the SWAT team? I've never seen you before."

Upon hearing this, Rick took out his identification from his bulletproof vest and handed it to the male officer.

After receiving the identification, the male police officer carefully examined the contents.

Name: Rick

【Sex: Male】

[Age: 28 years old]

[Affiliation: Atlanta Police Department Special Weapons and Tactics Division]

[Position: SWAT Alpha Team Catcher]

【证件有效期：2010年1月1号-2012年1月1号】

[Signature: Rick]

The man checked Rick's face against the photo three times, which annoyed Rick greatly.

"Hey buddy, got your fill? How about we come back to the police station and have Kobe Bryant, the captain of our Alpha Team, confirm my identity?"

Hearing Rick's somewhat impatient tone, the male officer quickly returned the documents to Rick, looking apologetic.

"Sorry, buddy, we haven't seen our colleagues for three months. We have to do this for the safety of Grady Memorial Hospital. I hope you can understand."

The man's gaze fell on Tara, who was sitting in the passenger seat, his eyes darting around and hesitant.

Seeing this, Rick once again pulled out an identification document and handed it to the male police officer.

[Name: Tara Chambler]

Gender: Female

[Age: 20 years old]

[Affiliation: Atlanta Police Department Special Weapons and Tactics Division]

[Position: Trainee Guard for SWAT Alpha Team]

【证件有效期：2010年1月1号-2012年1月1号】

[Signature: Tara Chambler]

The male officer kept glancing at Tara's identification while also glancing at the headlights, which annoyed and angered Rick. He harshly reprimanded the officer in front of him.

"You're using the excuse of peeking at my ID to keep glancing at my wife. What's the meaning of that?"

Upon hearing this, the male police officer's brain went blank, while the female officer kicked his large buttocks and made a sarcastic remark.

"Joseph, your old problem has relapsed, hasn't it?"

Joseph, rubbing his backside, glared at his deputy with displeasure.

"Amanda, that's enough! This is the third time you've kicked me today!"

Amanda didn't care and walked towards the approaching Chevrolet police patrol car.

Joseph forced a smile onto his slightly chubby face, handed the documents back to Rick with an apologetic expression.

"Officer Rick, Officer Tara, may I ask if Chief Beckman has any new assignments for you two?"

When Rick heard the name and title "Chief Beckman," his brain didn't quite register it, and he instinctively blurted out his confusion.

"Chief Beckman? Isn't the current chief Tompney?"

Upon hearing Rick's words, Joseph's face darkened, and he immediately pointed his police-issue Remington M870 shotgun at Rick and Tara.

“Speak! Who are you two? As members of the SWAT team, you don’t even recognize the current chief, John Beckman. Tell me where you got your clothes and badges?”

Seeing this, Tara was about to raise her gun to fight back when Rick reacted quickly, pulling the gun down and telling Joseph everything he knew.

ten minutes later.

Joseph put down his gun and said with a grim expression.

"So, that despicable Tompney killed Chief Beckman, took the chief's seat himself, and purged all the colleagues who didn't obey him?"

Rick calmly nodded, took out a system cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Yes, our good teammates, sniper Cruise and Everl, died in this purge. That old bastard Thompney even tried to trick my wife Tara into killing Captain Brian, but Captain Brian was bitten by the zombie Cruise. Before he died, he told me that Captain Hansen of Grady Memorial Hospital was his good brother and asked me to bring the Alpha Team to join him."

"As it turns out, that bastard Thompney somehow bribed everyone else. My wife and I fought tooth and nail to escape from there. I wonder if Captain Hansen is here?"

Rick embellished the story and told it to Joseph, who was completely fooled. Joseph put down his weapon and looked at Rick and Tara with a complicated expression.

“Sorry, buddy, I shouldn’t have pointed a gun at you. I’ll take you to Captain Hansen right now and tell the other officers what happened at the police station.”

Finished.

Joseph returned to his police car, while Rick followed behind them, heading towards the north gate of Grady Memorial Hospital.