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

8:49 am.

East Side Fire Department, Galveston, Texas.

When a yellowish-white light enveloped the weapons inside the fire station, Elisa was so startled that she covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look.

When the yellow and white light dissipated, Alyssa opened her eyes and found that all the various guns and ammunition in the fire station had disappeared, and only her man Rick was standing there grinning foolishly at the air.

"Hehehe, now we have more weapons to choose from. When we get back to Sinoa Prison, we'll take them all back for production."

Seeing Rick muttering to himself, Alyssa didn't hesitate and immediately kicked Rick in the butt.

"Bang---"

"Ouch! Who's got the guts to kick me?"

Rick turned around and saw the foot that Alyssa had just put down. He rubbed the spot where he had been kicked and asked in confusion.

Why did you kick me? That hurt! Don't you know that's very rude?

Elisa retorted irritably.

"Tch, who told you to stand there like a stupid villain, laughing like that?"

Upon hearing the word 'idiot,' Rick's face darkened immediately, and he retorted with a hint of resentment.

"How can you describe your man like that? Don't I have any dignity?"

"Alright, stop joking around. Let's get these two fire trucks and head back."

Hearing this, Rick was speechless. Originally, he was the leader and Alyssa was the one following orders. But now their roles had been reversed, and Alyssa was the one following orders, while Rick had to obey her commands.

Thinking of this, Rick sighed helplessly and gave a perfunctory reply.

"Yes, yes, Miss Elisa is right, I agree."

Seeing that Rick's attitude was quite good, Alyssa patted Rick on the shoulder proudly and showed off.

"Hmm, that's more like it. Let's get to work!"

The words fell.

Rick stored the two intact fire trucks in the vehicle storage area of ​​his personal space, and then spent another 250 points to duplicate a Toyota Hilux armed pickup truck without any weapons, and drove Alyssa towards the beach where the USS Pennsylvania strategic nuclear submarine was located.

9:17 am.

The location of the USS Pennsylvania strategic nuclear submarine.

After Rick and Alyssa arrived at their destination, they stored the Toyota Hilux armed pickup truck in the vehicle storage area of ​​their personal space, and then a fire truck with a ladder appeared under the turret of the nuclear submarine.

Rick and Elisa finally reached the vicinity of the nuclear submarine's submarine-launched missile silos using a fire ladder.

Rick held the Kilippo Double-Barreled Assault Rifle in his hand, while Alyssa put the Kilippo Double-Barreled Assault Rifle back into her ring space and took out her signature melee weapon, the 'M2HB Heavy Machine Gun Circular Barrel Cover', and held it in her hand.

Rick said to Elisa.

"Elisa, are you ready? We're about to enter the interior of this nuclear submarine."

Elisa nodded nervously in response.

"I'm ready, let's go in quickly!"

Rick reached the top of the ship's tower and used all his strength to turn the handle of the watertight door.

"Creak—"

Thanks to Rick's tireless efforts, the watertight door was finally opened.

But the moment the door opened, a putrid stench wafted out from the watertight opening, causing Rick and Alyssa, who were about to enter, to frown.

"It stinks! Something must have happened inside!"

Rick agreed with what Alyssa said.

"When the zombie apocalypse broke out, this nuclear submarine suffered a serious safety accident, resulting in the death of one crew member. Not long after, that crew member turned into a zombie and began attacking other crew members. As more and more crew members were bitten to death, the number of zombies continued to increase, and eventually the entire ship was overrun."

Hearing Rick's words, Alyssa asked, puzzled.

"Since you already know the entire ship has fallen, what are we doing here?"

Rick explained patiently.

"Of course, we should kill all the zombies inside and completely take over this strategic nuclear submarine. With this nuclear submarine, we can even cross the entire ocean and go wherever we want."

Hearing this, Alyssa patted Rick's head and said sarcastically.

"He doesn't have a fever, so why is he talking nonsense now?"

Seeing that Alyssa didn't believe him, Rick slapped her on the head and scolded her.

"Who do you think you are? If we capture this nuclear submarine and encounter any hostile powers, we can just launch a UGM-133 Trident II submarine-launched ballistic missile and send them to meet their maker."

"You're just bragging. I don't believe you can operate a nuclear submarine."

Upon hearing Elisa's words, Rick also fell silent. He wasn't confident in piloting the nuclear submarine either, since one person definitely couldn't handle it alone.

Realizing this, Rick quickly inquired about the system.

"System, system, after I finish repairing this nuclear submarine, I can't sail it alone."

[Ding! Host, don't worry. After this mission is completed, you can use points to upgrade the nuclear submarine's operation mode to unmanned mode, allowing you to issue any commands at any time.]

"Holy crap!? Is it that amazing? Does that mean that after the upgrade is complete, I can take this nuclear submarine back to China or go to Africa?"

[Ding! Yes, host. However, please complete the task of clearing the submarine of zombies first.]

"Okay, okay, I'm relieved to hear that."

The words fell.

Rick led Alyssa up the stairs and into the interior of the Pennsylvania.

Upon entering, Rick and Alyssa discovered that the submarine's crowded corridors were filled with zombies with bloodshot eyes. They were packed together in the passageways of the various hatches, with only the area leading to the tower exit free of zombies.

Suddenly, the zombies who were standing there in a daze seemed to smell the presence of living people and all raised their heads to look at the location where Rick and Alyssa were.

As their dozens of scarlet eyes fixed on Rick and Elisa, their restless bodies began to move rapidly toward them.

Upon seeing this, Rick and Alyssa stood back to back, each holding their own weapon and facing the zombies.

Just as the rampaging zombies were about to reach Rick, he raised his Kilibos double-barreled assault rifle and pulled the trigger on the charging zombies.

"Bang bang bang—"

Several M855A1 armor-piercing rounds were fired from the two parallel muzzles.

In an instant, the rampaging zombies at the forefront were hit by 5.56x45mm armor-piercing rounds with destructive power and kinetic energy equivalent to a .50 Beowulf.

In an instant, dark red blood and mangled limbs splattered in the cramped cabin.

Several zombies that charged at the front were riddled with holes in the blink of an eye. Their bodies piled up on the corridor floor. Even though their heads were still intact, they were no longer a threat to Rick and Alyssa.

Just as Rick was relentlessly firing at the zombies in front of him, Alyssa's zombies also arrived in front of her.

"Puff——"

The first rampaging zombie that charged forward was stabbed directly into the brain through its eye socket by Alyssa's sharpened shield, which she then immediately pulled out and swung at another charging zombie.

"Bang---"

The second rampaging zombie that charged forward was struck on the head by Elisa's sharp tip. In an instant, the zombie's head was deformed by the blow, and blackish-red blood mixed with yellowish-white brain matter flowed out from the hit area. It then lay on the ground, completely becoming a motionless corpse.

The two fought with increasing ferocity, and the number of zombies charging at them kept increasing. Before long, the hatch in front of Rick was piled with the mutilated bodies and severed limbs of the rampaging zombies.

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Alyssa, who was panting heavily as she pierced the head of the last zombie in front of her, leaning against the bulkhead of the nuclear submarine.

"Elisa, take this, but remember not to chew it or swallow it. Just hold it in your mouth to relieve your fatigue."

Rick took out two blue coffee candies, put one in his mouth, and handed the other to Elisa, who was panting heavily.

Upon hearing Rick's words, Elisa immediately put the blue coffee candy in her mouth. As the blue coffee candy melted in Elisa's mouth, she felt the fatigue in her arms, which had been aching from swinging the candy so many times, gradually subsiding, and her somewhat tired spirit was also gradually recovering.

"This... is just too amazing!"

Rick chuckled.

"That's nothing! I have even more amazing artifacts to offer."

Hearing Rick's words, Alyssa gripped the round barrel shield in her hand again and said to Rick.

"I feel so energetic right now! Let's go and kill all these mad dogs!"

Elisa rushed towards the bow of the ship first, wielding a round gun barrel shield and rapidly swinging it at the oncoming berserk zombies.

"Puff——"

"Bang bang—"

The sound of metal striking flesh and bone rang out continuously, and more and more ferocious zombies fell in the narrow corridor. Alyssa became more and more ferocious in killing, and her pure black Defender-type bite-proof combat suit was already stained dark red with black and red blood and yellow and white brain matter.

Seeing Alyssa slaughtering the berserk zombies, Rick's interest was piqued. He put the Kilippo double-barreled assault rifle back into his personal storage space, then changed into Victor's stealth special operations suit and engaged in close combat with the berserk zombies trapped behind a mountain of corpses and limbs.

As Rick wielded the two M9 multi-purpose knives with remarkable skill, the heads of the approaching berserk zombies were repeatedly pierced by the knives, turning them into motionless corpses.

Rick and Alyssa, like perfectly coordinated war gods, slay the relentless onslaught of ferocious zombies.

A moment later, the corridor, which had been filled with the low growls of zombies, was now filled only with the panting of Rick and Alyssa.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, Rick collected the mutilated corpses and bodies on the ground into the storage area next to the universal recycling machine in his personal space, waiting for the universal recycling machine to recycle all these corpses into potions and other materials.

Looking at the corridor covered in black and red blood, Alyssa asked Rick.

What do we do next?

Rick took out a bottle of Red Bull from his personal storage space and handed it to Alyssa in response.

"Close all watertight doors, find a place to rest. We've only cleared the zombies on this floor. There are 155 people on board this Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine, and we've only killed about 50 zombies so far. And that's just the zombies on this floor. There are even more zombies on the other floors. We'll clear them one by one after we've rested."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rick, with Alyssa in tow, headed towards the captain's lounge, following the area map on the nuclear submarine.