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

15:41 p.m.

Galveston, Texas, on a downtown street.

"Liu Ruyan? Holy crap? Your name is Liu Ruyan?"

"Yes, my name is Liu Ruyan, what's up?"

Seeing the woman in front of him, Rick felt that this was absolutely outrageous, so incredibly outrageous.

He never expected that there really was a Liu Ruyan in this world. He just didn't know whether this so-called 'Liu Ruyan' was the Emperor Ruyan who could 'hum', or just a noblewoman from the capital who bumped into someone named Liu Ruyan.

Thinking about this, Rick asked, puzzled.

"What are you two from the capital doing here?"

"Ugh, don't even mention it, bro. My fiancée was in a bad mood, so I came here with her for some fun. But on the very day we were about to leave, a riot broke out, the army sealed off the port city, and even the luxury private yacht my dad bought me was requisitioned and taken away by the local coast guard. What a damn bad luck!"

"No, brother, this is the apocalypse, why are you still wearing that suit? Look at how disheveled you are, and that tattered suit. I really don't see any of the air of a young master from the capital's elite circles on you."

The young man named Yun Che in front of him gave an awkward smile.

"Hehe, brother, to tell you the truth, I originally planned to wear this outfit when I got married to Ruyan. I didn't expect to encounter this situation. But this outfit is worth a million, and I can't bear to throw it away. Otherwise, I'll get a scolding from my dad when I get back."

Hearing this, Rick finally understood. This guy was just a not-so-rich young master who was out for a stroll with his fiancée.

However, considering that the two were both from China and were even from the capital, Rick, based on the principle of mutual help, decided to save the young couple. If they had any wicked intentions, he would not hesitate to take action.

"Alright, what are your plans for the two of you right now?"

“Yes, brother, I see you’re also from China, and you’re from the capital just like us. Could you help me out? When we get back to the capital, I’ll have my dad thank you properly. And my brother, he’s an officer in the garrison. I promise you, the Yun family will reward you handsomely when we get back.” Yun Che said excitedly.

However, Rick himself dismissed this idea. Putting aside the fact that this world is a world of zombies, if something like the pandemic gets out of control, the situation in China might not be much better than in the United States. In fact, due to the large population, the zombie population might be even larger, making it difficult for the military to deal with.

However, for Rick, as long as he can control a few US military airfields and retake the airfields in Hawaii and the islands, he will have a transit base for traveling between China and the United States.

Thinking of this, Rick smiled and said to the two of them.

"Yun Che, Liu Ruyan, as a Chinese citizen, I am also from the capital, just like you two. We three are practically fellow countrymen. In that case, the three of you should come with me. Although it's dangerous right now, at least you won't have to worry about food, clothing, or shelter if you come with me. However, you two need to learn some survival skills. I can't be your bodyguards all the time, and you two can't be with me all the time either, as it would interfere with my work. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, brother, don't worry. Ruyan and I will follow your arrangements. Judging from your clothes and appearance, you must be doing well here. It's a great blessing for Ruyan and me to have your protection. Brother, just make the arrangements, and we will try our best to adapt."

Hearing Yun Che's statement, Rick was relieved. At least this guy didn't act like a rich young master or try to show off his privileged background. Otherwise, he would never have tolerated such a self-righteous idiot.

Rick turned his head and looked the silver-gray Toyota Hilux four-door pickup truck in front of him up and down. He found that apart from the rearview mirror being damaged by the zombies' attack, the rest of the truck was intact.

"It's alright, this car looks drivable. You two get in, I'll take you to find my people."

"Alright, Ruyan, let's get in the car."

"kindness."

Yun Che, holding his fiancée Liu Ruyan's hand, returned to the back seat of the pickup truck. Just then, Rick closed his eyes, opened the vehicle system, and dragged the Toyota Hilux four-door pickup truck into the vehicle interface.

Then, a high-tech blue pop-up window appeared in front of Rick, displaying detailed specifications of the Toyota Hilux four-door pickup truck.

Vehicle Name: Toyota Hilux Pickup Truck

Vehicle Model: Toyota Hilux 4-door 5-seater pickup truck SUV (2010 European and American model)

Vehicle condition: Complete (repairable)

Vehicle-mounted weapons: None (can be added)

Vehicle capacity: one driver and four passengers.

Vehicle generator: 2.8T diesel generator

Maximum power: 204 horsepower

Additional vehicle armor: None (can be added)

Vehicle condition: 95% (repairable)

Vehicle paint: None (can be added)

Vehicle tires: Intact (repairable)

Vehicle repair requires 50 points.

Upon seeing this, Rick didn't hesitate and immediately spent 50 points to repair the 2010 Toyota Hilux pickup truck.

A flash of golden light, and the pickup truck's broken rearview mirror was repaired again, and all the dirt and marks inside the vehicle disappeared.

After the repairs were completed, Rick opened the upgrade options. He didn't rush to install the heavy machine gun on the vehicle. He remembered that the third restriction of this mission seemed to prohibit the use of armed vehicles, whether they were assembled by himself or purchased. However, this was no problem for Rick, who liked to exploit system bugs.

He directly installed weapon mounts on the rack in the back of the pickup truck, then spent 50 points to upgrade the vehicle's four tires to be bulletproof and explosion-proof, and spent another 100 points to upgrade the vehicle's exterior to be bulletproof, especially the vulnerable engine area, where he added steel plates that can withstand 7.62 mm of impact and spiked brackets.

Not only that, the protection for the machine gunner on the truck bed was also essential. Rick directly added a protective steel plate that could withstand 7.62mm bullets to the weapon mount to protect the machine gunner. He then spent another 50 points to install a mount on the truck bed that could protect against M2HB.50 heavy machine guns.

After completing all this, Rick looked at the non-combat vehicle he had modified using 250 points, satisfied, closed the weapon interface, and got into the driver's seat of the Toyota Hilux.

At this moment, Yun Che and Liu Ruyan inside the car did not notice the change in the vehicle. They still thought that Rick had just gotten out of the car to check the safety of the interior.

"Brother, this car is absolutely fine, you can drive it without worry."

"Alright, alright, just sit still. Don't worry about the car anymore. From now on, this car belongs to me. You two sit quietly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rick floored the gas pedal, and the newly upgraded Toyota Hilux pickup truck roared forward like a ferocious beast.

ten minutes later.

Inside the central square.

Rick drove his Toyota Hilux pickup truck back to the central square.

After the vehicle stopped, he spoke to the group.

"Rosita, El, you two sit in the car. Abraham, you throw that blond guy who's still alive in the back. You mount your MG-338 machine gun on the weapon mount and be ready to fight as the machine gunner."

"No problem, buddy."

Abraham, carrying the blond man, climbed into the back of the truck with a smile, then mounted his MG-338 machine gun on the weapon mount, patted the roof, and shouted.

"Ready, buddy, let's go."

Rick then drove his Toyota Hilux southwards.

the other side.

Galveston, North Side CRM Secret Fuel Supply Point.

The Falcon 1 landed the helicopter inside a stadium.

Looking at the stadium in complete disarray, Falcon One cursed at the air.

"These damned robbers not only looted the fuel depot, but also killed our guards."

Falcon One pierced the head of the still groaning CRM Republican soldier on the ground with its bayonet and spoke again to the others.

"The rest of you, one person stays behind to take care of the wounded, the rest of you follow me to search the entire facility."

However, before he could finish speaking, a large number of zombies emerged from all around. These zombies had various sharp objects stuck in their bodies, and they also wore metal helmets with various sharp objects on their heads. These zombies were the ones that the CRM Citizen Republican Army had deliberately modified to prevent outside survivors from approaching the fuel supply point. The appearance of these zombies prevented most survivors from spying on the Republican Army's supply point.

When Falcon One saw this, it shouted to the crowd.

"It's a thorn zombie, everyone shoot!"

"Bang bang bang—"

The M4A1 assault rifle with double bayonets spewed fury at the zombies, firing 5.56x45 small-caliber bullets at their heads.

However, these bullets could not penetrate the metal helmets worn by the zombies, which instead made the zombies swarm even more frantically.

Seeing this, the people panicked. They weren't afraid of the zombies' bites, but they were afraid of the sharp objects on the zombies' bodies. Once they got entangled, they would definitely be stabbed by these sharp objects.

Suddenly, Dennis stepped forward and shouted to the crowd.

"Everyone, get out of the way! I'll handle these zombies!"

Upon hearing his words, the crowd retreated behind him.

Upon seeing this, Dennis immediately took out the Carl Gustav M4 rocket launcher he was carrying on his back and shouted at the zombies in front of him.

"I'll send you to hell! Get ready!"

"Whoosh—"

An 84mm tandem armor-piercing round shot out of the cannon and instantly hit the head of a zombie in front of it.

"Boom—"

A huge explosion came from ahead, and a miniature mushroom cloud rose into the air.

"Yeah! That was fucking awesome!"

Dennis shouted at the mushroom cloud in front of him.

A moment later, when the smoke dissipated, the dozens of thorn zombies in front had already turned into broken pieces, lying haphazardly on the ground.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well done, Dennis!"

"Haha, it's nothing, these are all weapons given to us by Commander Rick."

After exchanging boasts, the group began the finishing touches.