18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 230

Curses were flying, but no one dared to advance, fearing that a blazing torch might suddenly be hurled their way. The crowd quickly dispersed, keeping a safe distance from building No.5. The leader acted swiftly, diverting the mob to attack other buildings instead. Buildings 1-3 were filled with people, many armed and standing on the balconies, anxiously watching building No.5. They had binoculars and had heard the rioters loudly discussing gasoline.

Seeing the thugs retreat from building No.5, they realized that the thugs had been doused with gasoline. The residents didn't expect that Jasper and Stella were so capable, they'd stored gasoline and managed to repel the mob. Mark reacted quickly, "Quick, make torches."

Residents with firewood quickly fashioned several torches and lit them. Buildings 1-3 were soon illuminated with torchlight.

The rioters were all soaked. If they caught fire, they would go up in flames.

Mark commanded through the walkie-talkie, "Everyone, don't be afraid. If they attack, we will throw torches."

Most rioters were ordinary people who joined only in the past few days, thinking they would get plenty of food and drink. They never expected to fail to take building No.5, which only housed one family.

Suddenly, a shrill siren sounded in the distance. Police sirens!

In the darkness, not only police cars were moving, but also several large trucks were rapidly advancing towards Eastwood Eden.

No, not trucks, military vehicles. Damn, the military was here.

The mobsters panicked, quietly retreating and then turning to run.

Once one started running, others followed. Soon, half had fled. Some returned to the camp pretending to be innocent, while others ran aimlessly in the dark.

With the team dispersed, it was hard to keep them under control. The leaders were furious. As they watched the police cars and military forces getting closer and closer, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and reluctantly give up the Eastwood Eden that was within arm's reach.

They'd thought it would be easy to take over Eastwood Eden with over a hundred people. But they ended up like this.

could they

fireworks on the 4th of July. Although late, help had

expressed in a tactful manner that he didn't want to be in the limelight

it, "Okay, I'll

sometimes near, sometimes far, all night long. It wasn't until the early hours

bed, paying no attention to the events outside.

bodies on the ground had been removed. Mark was walking through

Mark returned to Eastwood Eden, while Evan returned to the

of the camp staff and security patrollers who stayed behind last night were killed, and the remaining eight were

the camp, but they couldn't

were cooperative, but there were always a few bad apples who

lives were lost, the situation changed. There was no room for leniency in

worked tirelessly through the night, not only apprehending all the fleeing mobsters

night of hard work, over thirty instigators were identified. After their interrogations, they were publicly executed

firecracker show, their execution was

hair. Without water, there was no way

thin, having not slept

didn't have time to investigate further. He handed

squad behind, and the rest were distributed

and briefed him on

the unusual activities in the camp and reported them several times, but without any timely response, they had no choice but to

eyes, but Mark was no

Eden. It was rare to see someone like Mark maintain a positive attitude and organize community survival in the apocalypse. If there were more people like him, the police wouldn't be so overwhelmed. With them