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

13:20 pm

Inside the monitoring room of the underground research institute's weapons factory.

After issuing the orders, Rick returned to the monitoring room.

Just then, outside the weapons factory gate, piles of mangled corpses and broken limbs lay. Everyone was stunned by the sight, except for Rick and Mieko, who watched the monitor with satisfaction.

"Oh my God, what kind of bomb is this? It's so powerful!"

"It's just a regular C4 remote-controlled bomb."

Rick answered Coacheta's question and then turned to the others.

“My men are still outside the underground nuclear shelter, and there are also Tompney’s henchmen. I’m going out to deal with them.”

"Honey, wait for me."

Just as Rick turned to leave the monitoring room, Mieko caught up with him, grabbed his arm, and looked at her man with a beaming smile.

"I can't do anything with you. Since you're coming along, remember to clean up any zombies you pass by."

Rick opened the mission panel and saw that Mihoko's kill count had reached 8000.

He was still wondering how Mieko's kill count had reached 8000 when she hadn't actually gotten that many kills, at most less than 4000.

While pondering these questions, he made sure to walk alongside Mieko.

And so, the two of them, still embracing, returned to the dark emergency repair passage and headed towards the biological laboratory.

Inside the ventilation duct of the staff rest area in the underground nuclear war shelter.

Daryl and Moore were instantly terrified when they saw the little creature in front of them.

A baby with its eyes closed was lying unconscious by the ventilation duct window, clutching a severed hand whose blood had long since congealed. Below the window, a male and a female zombie were looking up at the baby and growling.

“Daryl, bring that child over here. We can’t let her stay there any longer.”

Daryl, who was walking in front, took the lead and crawled towards where the baby was.

"bang"

The moment Daryl grabbed the child by the collar, the ventilation duct beneath him, which had been in disrepair for years, suddenly snapped, severing Daryl in half. He lifted the child high into the air and fell down with the section of duct.

"Smack!"

A male zombie below had its head smashed by a suddenly falling pipe, and foul-smelling, dark red blood mixed with yellow fragments of brain matter flowed out from below the pipe.

Fortunately, Daryl reacted quickly and did not pull the child under her; otherwise, the child would have lost her young life in this sudden turn of events.

Daryl himself was hit from behind when he landed. He groaned and then spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the female zombie's chin and neck.

The female zombie seemed to have been activated into a berserk mode, and it lunged at Daryl on the ground.

In an instant, the female zombie pounced on Daryl. To prevent the child in his arms from being bitten, Daryl stepped on the two large mines on the female zombie's chest, determined not to let it get any closer.

"Daryl, no!"

"Damn it, Moore, get down here! My legs are giving out, I can't hold on any longer."

After Daryl finished speaking, his legs deflated like a punctured balloon, and he collapsed. In order to protect the child, his back hit the ground, and Daryl's spine was injured. He could no longer effectively control his legs.

Just as Daryl's legs collapsed, the zombie was about to pounce on him.

Moore descended from the sky, jumping directly onto the female zombie as he descended the pipe. His 90-kilogram weight landed squarely on top of her.

In an instant, the zombie's body was used as a cushion under Mo'er's feet. Seeing the blood flowing from his brother's mouth and the child he was desperately trying to protect, Mo'er's face flushed red. He picked up the butt of the MG338 and smashed it hard against the female zombie's head on the ground.

"You damned beast, how dare you bully my brother! I'll smash you to death, you filthy bitch!"

As Moore smashed the zombie's head, he cursed and smashed it open. Soon, the female zombie's head was smashed open, and crimson, foul-smelling blood splattered all around. Even Daryl, who was lying on his back on the ground, and the child he was dragging got some of the blood on him. Moore was not only covered in blood, but also in the zombie's shattered brain matter.

"Enough, Moore, it's dead."

"Phew, Daryl, how are you now? Can you still move?"

Daryl was covered in cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but he couldn't get up for a long time, as if he couldn't feel any strength below his waist.

Upon seeing this, Moore immediately took out his walkie-talkie and spoke anxiously.

"Moore calling the boss, Morse calling the boss, Daryl is injured and can't get up, I need backup, over!"

Inside the biological laboratory.

"bang bang"

With two loud gunshots, Mieko successfully killed the last berserker in the biological laboratory using a Beowulf assault rifle and fell silent.

Rick watched as Mieko's kill count rose from 8300 to 8350, and he finally understood something.

The kill rate for special infected will double. When Rick and his team returned to the biological lab, several hapless berserkers and sprayers rushed towards them upon seeing them.

Seeing this, Rick immediately ordered Mihoko to open fire freely. With a series of bangs, those few blind berserkers and sprayers became new victims under the Beowulf assault rifle, their robust bodies being torn into mangled pieces by the round-nosed bullets fired from the Beowulf assault rifle.

Mihoko removed the special operations helmet from her black special operations uniform and returned to Rick, looking at her husband like a child seeking praise.

Rick patted her head affectionately and praised her.

"You've worked hard, honey. After tonight, I'll let you do whatever makes you happy."

Upon hearing this, Mihoko responded with an expression that suggested she was about to devour her man completely, much like a mother cat that hadn't had sex in a long time.

"Then it's settled. You're not allowed to run away tonight, no matter what I do to you."

"Alright, alright, whatever makes my wife happy, I, Rui, always keep my word."

Just then, Moore's voice came through Rick's tactical radio.

"Moore calling the boss, Moore calling the boss, respond if you hear me, over!"

"This is Rick, Moore. Have you reached the designated location?"

At that moment, after killing a zombie that tried to approach them, Moore finally heard the voice he most wanted to hear coming from the walkie-talkie.

He put down the MG338, whose barrel was faintly red from the gun that had just killed hundreds of zombies, and picked up the walkie-talkie to respond.

"Boss, we're in trouble. Daryl has a back injury and can't move. We both need your support now."

Upon hearing this, Rick spoke to Mieko, who was standing beside him.

"Honey, don't worry about that for now. Daryl is injured and can't move. He's trapped now."

Upon hearing this, Mihoko ran towards the disinfection room without hesitation, while Rick, who was behind her, paused for a moment before following her.

Rick conjured two bottles of basic stamina potion and basic agility potion from his personal space. He opened the basic agility potion first and drank it immediately.

Using the effects of the agility potion, he quickly caught up with Mieko, who had run to the disinfection room. He handed Mieko another bottle of agility potion and a stamina potion, while he opened the stamina potion and drank it himself.

Seeing this, Mihoko opened two bottles of medicine and, just like Rick did the first time he drank it, poured both bottles into her mouth and swallowed them.

Rick and Mihoko's stamina and running speed were significantly improved. Thanks to the potion's effects, they climbed back down from the eighth basement level to the first floor in less than two minutes.

However, just as the two returned to the first-floor corridor and were about to run towards the entrance of the A-section hall of the underground research institute, Mohr's voice came through the walkie-talkie again.

“Moore calling the boss, Moore calling the boss, I’m in big trouble.”

"Mor, it's Rick. What's wrong? Are you in trouble? Are there zombies?"

"Yes, boss, two slime-spitting zombies and several of the self-destructing zombies we encountered outside are heading towards me. One of the slime-spitting zombies sprayed a puddle of slime onto the door not far from me, and the door was actually corroded by the slime."

Hearing this, Rick was shocked. He and Mieko had only managed to take down the Spitter zombies one shot at a time thanks to their previous experience and the upgraded Beowulf assault rifle. Moore's SIG-MG338 was clearly not capable of taking down a Spitter with one shot, not to mention that he also needed to protect Daryl, who was injured in the back and unable to move.

Thinking of this, Rick poured out two blue coffee candies, handed one to Mieko, and the two of them put the blue coffee candies in their mouths one after the other.

After experiencing the effects of the blue coffee candy, both of them had their movement speed and stamina enhanced.

At this moment, relying on her good memory, Mieko led Rick through Area A of the underground research institute without any major incidents, and soon returned to the entrance of the chaotic underground research institute hall.

However, at that moment, Liz's voice came from the loudspeaker at the entrance of the hall.

"Rick, what are you doing in the research institute's entrance hall?"

"My men are in trouble and I need to go and help them immediately. You guys wait for me here in the monitoring room, I'll be right back."

"That lord-level zombie is gone, completely vanished without a trace."

Upon hearing this, Rick froze, nearly bumping into the pile of clutter in front of him.

"That's impossible. No zombie can survive the explosion of three C4 bombs while suffering from a severed arm and serious injuries."

Rick, looking incredulous, continued running after Mieko, responding to Liz's words as he went.

A moment later, the two left the entrance to the underground research institute's lobby and returned to the staff office area of ​​the underground nuclear war shelter.