18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 431

Chapter 431

The trio and their dog were living the high life, feasting like they hadn't been cooped up in a submarine for ages. It was likely that they had been marked much earlier, maybe when they switched to the escape pod, the yacht, or even when they got picked up by that Thai

fishing boat. Their pursuers had been biding their time, waiting until they were absolutely sure.

Those small fry, experts in mixing biological weapons with nuclear wastewater, were nothing short of monsters. If they ever got wind of Stella's secret, they'd pull out all the stops to capture her for their twisted experiments. If they succeeded, Stella's life would be a living

hell.

And with Jasper and her having no clue where exactly they were in Iran, or how many enemies and weapons they were up against, taking them down was a tall order. Jasper had a sinking feeling. They had traveled over two hundred nautical miles since they spotted that fishing boat, yet they were still in Iran's sights. This wasn't the work of amateurs; it had to be the military.

Stella was shocked. "Their military?" she exclaimed.

Their homeland had been erased, surviving even tectonic collisions. Indeed, they were monsters. History, soaked in blood, told a clear story: falling into these monsters' hands meant an unthinkable fate. They were more rabid than mad dogs-no way could Silver Asylum or Alpha Outpost handle them with just three people and a dog.

mulled over their next move, the submarine shook again. Had Iran caught up so quickly? Rosie came running

a bump. It was nudging the submarine with its head, back

"What does Blue Blue

to tell us

a showdown with Iran. They floored it, and the escape lasted three hours until Cooper suddenly barked from the third

through the binoculars. There was definitely a submarine following them. Whether it was too far away or the ocean floor was too dark, she couldn't see clearly. But she made

this is a

Sis," Rosie called from the second viewport. "They're after

on the right flank. If there was one on the right, the left was bound to have

now it's five against

it. When Jasper learned there were five subs on their tail, his face turned grim. The Kindle Society had built a number of submarines meant to combat ocean disasters and mutant creatures. They could withstand weapons, but they weren't made to fight their own kind. Mutant

the emergency button, activating the submarine's external collision deterrent-hedgehog spikes. Hans and his 1926 had used them to breach a Chinese submarine and scare off North Korea. Hopefully, they would work now. Iran's industries, despite striving for "craftsmanship," were known

hedgehog spikes as durable defense weapons made of rare alloys, certainly trustworthy. Just as the external defenses were set, the submarine suddenly shook

thing she had the foresight to close the steel protective doors over the glass. The viewport was the submarine's Achilles' heel, and Iran was going for the kill, aiming to breach

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