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 run

darkness, gunshots rang out from all directions, like fireworks on the 4th of July. Although

contact Mark and expressed in a tactful

it, "Okay, I'll

all night long. It wasn't

the events outside.

was walking through the community with

a few minutes of conversation, Mark returned to Eastwood Eden, while Evan returned to the camp through the broken

patrollers who stayed behind last night were killed,

they couldn't just abandon the

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

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

not only apprehending

hard work, over thirty instigators were identified. After their

show, their execution was swift

instigators. And the others who participated were all under arrest. They were doused in gasoline, and even after removing their clothes, they still had gasoline on their skin and hair. Without water, there was no way

camp but also in other places. Evan was stretched thin, having not slept for two days already. He had barely

the situation in Eastwood Eden had been pacified, he didn't have time to investigate further. He handed the case over to the military and

were distributed to other

Mark contacted Jasper via walkie-talkie and briefed him on the general handling

the unusual activities in the camp and reported them several

seasoned cop with sharp eyes, but Mark was no pushover either, and his responses were watertight and

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 nearby, anyone thinking about attacking Eastwood Eden would