18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 92

Stella motioned for Katie to go back and secure the door, and then turned to Korey and said, "Let's go."

As they approached the stairway door, Stella reached to open it, but Jasper suddenly pulled her back, taking the lead and descending the stairs first. Suddenly demoted to a secondary role, Stella gave a resigned sigh.

Well, the SWAT officer was indeed experienced in combat, and leading the charge to distract the enemy was a smart move. However, the situation was now chaotic. No one wanted to take the lead, especially when the enemies had real weapons. The extent of their arsenal was yet unknown.

Faced with a life-or-death situation, Stella decided to take a backseat.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

They had only made it a few steps down when a deafening noise exploded around them. The attackers didn't intent to fairly fight, and they had an ample supply of ammunition. They opened fire without hesitation, aiming to wipe out everyone on the 18th floor. Jasper positioned himself carefully. Due to the angle and perspective difference when shooting from the 16th floor upwards, the bullets either hit the railings or came into the wall, but none hit Jasper's foot.

That was right. He only exposed his foot.

As the gunfire erupted, Katie screamed, "Watch out!"

"Bang!"

A gunshot echoed from the 17th floor.

Jasper was indeed an expert. The recoil of her shotgun was considerable, causing Stella's arm to go numb, but she managed to land a shot.

As they descended, she discreetly unsheathed her samurai sword. The reflection in the polished blade revealed Korey suddenly rising to stab her in the back. She didn't look back. Instead, she used her right hand to shoot around her left underarm. She didn't hit his heart, but she did hit his belly.

Korey screamed in agony, clutching his belly as he stumbled backward. Katie, who had rushed over, smacked him over the head with her cane. Blood gushed out, and he staggered a few steps before collapsing on the ground.

his way to the second door, while the people on the 16th floor had just managed to

down, and a dense fog began to

"Ah, a grenade!"

everyone turned

pungent, causing people to choke and their eyes to water, blurring their

several gunshots and accompanying screams, silence fell again. Stella, still on the stairs, wondered if

erupted from downstairs, followed by the sounds

okay?" Angela's worried voice rang

What about

replied, "We've taken care of

morning with a sled, hoping to finish their task and return as soon as possible. However, upon reaching the bottom of the building, they heard gunshots. So, they dropped their firewood and ran upstairs. A few of the attackers were dead, and the surviving ones were wary of the people upstairs, looking for opportunities to rush up again. It was a fight to the death.

were helpless. They couldn't defend themselves against both sides, with

addition to weapons like knives and steel pipes, they also found three guns. The guns were crudely made, clearly produced in a black market workshop.

the bodies. They found 26 bullets. Plus the ones in the magazines, it was a total of 34. They also found two large gold chains, three gold rings, two packs of cigarettes, a watch and a lighter. Finally, the 18th

to be

need to rise

Cory's spirits were high, and their confidence boosted. From now on, they would be

rushed upstairs. Seeing Korey bleeding profusely on the ground, she asked in

sword. "He was bribed by the gang, and tried

they kidnapped my son and threatened me. If I didn't cooperate, my son wouldn't

you know it in your heart. Since you've done it, you have to face

suspicious, she might have already been killed by him. Korey was not the only one in room 1703. Angela went over and kicked the door, shouting, "You people

wound. Did they think the people from 18th floor were all-forgiving

Korey wailed in pain.