18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 295

"Don't patronize me." Bran sounded surprised as he heard her indifferent tone. "After ignoring all my calls, I thought you'd been taken by them." "Don't worry. They stand no chance against me."

"Just so you know," Bran boasted, "I shot six of them with a single bullet, scared the hell out of those bastards and they all ran off in their cars." Bran went on and on, waxing lyrical about his own bravery. "Stella, the neighborhood is safe now. You can take a stroll around if you like." Stella had had enough of his chatter and hung up.

It wasn't Bran's heroics that had secured their safety. The security team, except for those who resigned or refused to go along with the criminals, had only about twenty-something people in total. They had looted several homes, gaining a lot of supplies, so of course, they had to make a quick getaway. If they pushed the residents of the neighborhood to their limits, they wouldn't stand a chance.

After all, many homeowners had guns.

They had stolen a lot of supplies, yes, but they had also lost several of their own, thanks to the Porras family's guns. They had probably lost at least a third of their numbers.

If they didn't leave now, when would they? They couldn't risk the mob breaking in.

"We can't let our guard down," Jasper warned, his expression grave. "They know the neighborhood too well. Even if the mob doesn't break in, they might gather forces and come back."

Hopefield was a prime piece of real estate, dripping with wealth. It was inevitable that someone would want a piece of it. Stella felt the same way.

After breakfast, the two of them started training, working to keep their physical condition at its peak.

Rosie was busy pounding the couch with her fists, and Cooper was hanging out in the hallway.

Around noon, Cody got in touch again. "Stella, are you guys okay?"

"We're fine. How about you?"

"We're okay. Just a few minor injuries."

Cody's end was quiet, probably safe. Stella thought about Jasper's past life and couldn't help but ask, "How's the police station?"

few people got hurt, but

for this eternal night. The military base in Lincoln had started developing supplies two years ago, providing large shipments of ammunition, bulletproof vests,

four of them had been given equipment. The security patrollers didn't have guns, but they had high-voltage stun

in the dark. The rioters had nowhere to

police and military in the major cities didn't have to fight

equipment, like pepper spray and blinding flashlights. And I heard that reinforcements from

ending the call, Stella told Jasper the latest news. She rested her head lightly on his shoulder. "You

but it wouldn't be as horrific as in their past

Stella knew that things

heard a chilling sound in the distance. They went to the balcony and saw countless torches in the darkness, swarming into the neighborhood. They were here. The rioters were

change in the atmosphere. His fur stood on end and he let

quickly put on

into the neighborhood like a tide, wielding various weapons as they invaded

Hitting, smashing, kicking, ramming.

Screaming, crying, wailing.

air, making it feel

they targeted was the mansion in the

richest family in town, living in luxury, driving fancy cars, flying

They tried to climb over the wall, but

fall left them

walls blocked their view, making it difficult to cause significant harm. But it was enough to intimidate the rioters. After four years of surviving in this post-apocalyptic world, the

rioters were organized. Among them were several groups of people, quickly dividing up the neighborhood

various factions among these people. Some are from the same village, some are from the slums, and some turned to crime after being robbed themselves. Each house is like a

were only 50 houses in the neighborhood, and they were quickly claimed like pieces of meat

a crowd had gathered in front of the Building 50. The smarter ones among them used wooden stakes to

on the rooftop let out

This house has