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.

their next move, the submarine shook again. Had Iran caught

bump. It was nudging

does

to tell us to get out

was the smart move. Stella's ultimate goal was survival, not a showdown with Iran. They floored it, and the escape lasted

was too far away or the ocean floor was too dark, she couldn't see clearly. But she made out three dark shapes in

a

called from the second

at the second viewport and saw a shadow on the right flank. If there

against one,"

to withstand 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

a Chinese submarine

alloys, certainly trustworthy. Just as the external defenses were set, the submarine suddenly shook violently. A blunt impact at

over the glass. The viewport was the submarine's Achilles' heel, and Iran was

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