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Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

"Better to have and not need than to need and not have." Sky Ishiyama is a nerd with Photographic Memory who after the bumps and turns in his life, turned to be a Doomsday Prepper. The story takes place in our world where our MC was diving through the Dark Web just for fun and discovered something that could only be found in books, movies, novels, manga, anime, or games. Zombies, Walkers, Freaks, Infected, Biters, or whatever you may call them. They're fucking real. Ever wondered what you could do in a zombie apocalypse where you actually know what you're doing? Actually surviving properly while preventing stupid deaths? Doing what is right and necessary? Or better yet, actually doing what you shout in the monitor when you're watching a film? Our MC is coupled with the knowledge of not just fighting z's but actually surviving by securing his home, finding allies, scavenging for supplies, building a community and so much more. If you could, kindly like the tags I've put up and it would be huge, huge help for me, thanks in advance! Also, a comment, a review, or even a vote of a single power stone would help me out a lot! Thanks again! Disclaimer: All of the names and places mentioned in this novel are fictional and any relation to people IRL is purely coincidental. Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/3JstDAV (It's just something I created for fun and random chatting with people that want to discuss more about zombie things and other random stuff. It's created on 16/07/20 so it's fairly new and nothing much is in there lol Anyway, everyone is free to drop by and spend a few minutes to pass the time.) My Discord: Sky2316#9623

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Second Lieutenant - "BREAK IT UP!"

This shit just wasn't right— no, almost everything I heard from this son of a bitch didn't seem right at all. The grip test, acting like everything was fine and dandy, then suddenly telling that they sent nukes all around the world so fucking casually wasn't fucking right at all. He could've at least alluded to the fact before I slowly got the realization but the motherfucker spoke like he would squash a cockroach using a slipper on a fucking Tuesday.

Seeing him without any remorse at all just made something snap in my head, and I just found myself pinning him to a wall, choking his fragile neck with my right hand.

The guy was already purple when I heard the old man's voice ringing in my ear but I suddenly tumbled sideways as I felt a huge force strike me in my torso, and the next thing I saw was this huge fucking fist about to welcome my face.

"BARTOW, STOP!/KID, DON'T DO IT!"