18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 308

The main entrance was relatively large, making it convenient for both entry and combat. Directly attacking proved disadvantageous. Instead, Stella and Jasper planned to start at the smaller entrance, drawing some of the people inside towards them.

What mattered most at that moment was to gain a clear understanding of the situation inside the cave.

After a tense hour of waiting, the entrance suddenly lit up. A group of ten men, cradling their weapons like beloved children, sauntered out into the night. The beams of their flashlights danced erratically, and their voices drew nearer.

"Yo, dude, the Porras family called the cops and promised a fat ransom. You think it's a setup?"

"The Porras family is all high and mighty, thinking the police can save their boy. What a joke. Cops can barely save themselves these days. They're just going through the motions with the Porras, not really digging into anything. Don't sweat it. The boss has already tipped off Scarface. He'll keep the heat off us in town, making sure the cops are chasing their tails. Even if the Porras are playing us, what can they really do?"

"You got it. Let's give the Porras a merry chase, make sure they've brought the goods before we show."

"Ha, the Porras fortune is easy pickings. They'll cough up anything we ask for. That kid ain't worth a dime to me, but they're still willing to blow their cash for him. Once we get those 50 guns, we'll rally some more guys, storm the mansions, and make a real mess. Heads will roll, literally." "That punk had the nerve to kick me - once we get the loot, he's dead meat."

Their voices, brimming with arrogance and cruelty, faded into the distance, oblivious to the lurking shadows of Stella and Jasper.

Once the men were out of earshot, the pair crept closer to the sentry post.

The chill was bone-deep, and a biting wind didn't help matters. The guard, wrapped in his coat, stamped his feet to keep warm. "I'd kill for a warm bed right about now."

"Got women on your mind again, huh?"

"Who doesn't? We snagged a few lookers recently. After my shift, I'll have some fun."

The three men exchanged lewd jokes and took swigs of whiskey to fight off the cold. Half an hour passed before one of them shivered and said, "You guys keep watch. I gotta take a leak."

The remaining two paid him no mind, confident in their perimeter security.

just another excuse to catch some shut-eye. But what could they say? He was the boss, after

fumbled with his zipper, a vice-like grip clamped around his neck, and a sharp blow to his waist sent waves of pain through his body. Jasper took him down, and Stella held a blade to his

man

of you

"Sixty-eight."

What's in

"Thirty guns, explosives, grenades..."

interrogated him about the cave's layout and

the coast, was mostly man-made, with just two entrances. The second was the one Stella

was cooperative, revealing everything, even the markers near

ransom. The women, kept for 'entertainment', fared even worse. Thirty-something were still alive. All told, there were over

they needed, Jasper snapped the man's neck and hid his

regrouped to

ether. Tie it to the Molotovs. The heat will speed up the evaporation and knock them out. But watch

Director's study before, was scarce just

gas masks, Stella could

attack with

and the dog returned to their lookout on

submachine gun, tossed stones toward the cave entrance.

dropped to a silent, precise shot.

minutes, more footsteps thundered, and several men emerged from the

lead. Through her night vision goggles, she dispatched them with rapid shots. Two who didn't drop to

with torches and machetes spilled out, scouring the surroundings for the

to crossbow bolts, eliminating the threat within a

strength, no one else dared to rush out, opting

time was right, gunfire erupted from the other side of the mountain.

Stella lobbed a grenade inside. The