18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 432

Jasper and Stella were blissfully unaware of the chaos unfolding in Iran. They quickly found their balance and worked together to stabilize their submarine. "They've got five of those things..."

Before Stella could finish her sentence, several dark shapes emerged from beyond the 2688, swiftly forming ranks.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

A total of six submersible crafts-not submarines. These were hexagonal underwater vehicles, smaller but faster than the 2688.

And they were riveting together underwater. Two became one, growing larger and heavier.

"Holy smokes, these aren't just subs. They're modular underwater fortresses," Jasper muttered in amazement.

You had to hand it to them-their geographical constraints had pushed them to incredible ingenuity. With rising sea levels and no new land to claim, they turned their focus to the vast ocean. Even without military sovereignty, nothing stopped them from dreaming of underwater cities.

Stella always thought it was just a fantasy, but here it was, staring them in the face.

These polyhedral crafts were more like submersible aircraft, capable of disassembling and reassembling in multiple configurations, like something out of Transformers.

Despite being less than half the size of the 2688 when alone, their combined strength was formidable.

If there were enough, they could form a base.

Normally, they could operate as a whole to withstand the unpredictable weather at sea. When a storm hit, they could quickly break apart and evade danger with their speed and knowledge of the area. The engineers were skilled at turning small advantages into big wins, often with surprise attacks or invasions.

Their confidence was sky-high; otherwise, they wouldn't have charged in blindly.

But they could also correct course instantly upon realizing their mistakes.

And now, they were transforming!

The six crafts combined in the depths, their mass and offensive capabilities skyrocketing.

once faced death, Jasper and Stella weren't about to

merged, they didn't hesitate

with Iran's craft hot

there was a flaw in their craft, it was that their size made them sluggish-less

an exhilarating chase

relentless, pursuing from day into night

triumphing even with just millet

in the newly launched 2688. It hadn't been through the cataclysmic tsunamis caused by tectonic collisions and had ample nuclear fuel and

sea for years. Even with the best of

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glanced at her watch, her brow furrowing. "Something's

Jasper noticed it too.

the light at the ocean's bottom grew dimmer,

Hans' decades of maritime experience, a new storm seemed

to avoid disaster, but with Iran's relentless pursuit, they

currents, with Iran's craft stubbornly on their

began to show, and their resolve started to

craft nearly caught up, aiming to ram the

their desperation

currents, and alarms began to

face turned pale. "Bad news, there's a

An oceanic whirlpool?

were formed by the collision of multiple ocean currents and monsoon winds

a meter across, and large ones could stretch hundreds of meters,

such a disaster was unfathomable, akin to the perilous Bermuda Triangle, where countless planes and

sea

deeper, the currents and weather grew

currents clashed

alarms screeching, Jasper said gravely, "If we don't evade, we'll be sucked

called out frantically from behind,