18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 443

Brady and his team didn't have a clue, but they figured the military higher-ups would be the last to leave, probably on a warship or plane. Stella looked worried. "The last to retreat?"

Jasper noticed her concern and turned to Brady. "Do you know what the other Kindle Society teams are up to?"

Brady shook his head. If they hadn't bumped into 2688, they wouldn't have known that East Base was tasked with building Hope Point.

The weather was good, and after two days of rest, the submarines were ready to set sail. Suddenly, at 0945, they spotted a ship at three o'clock.

Playing it safe, 2688 wanted to dive and leave, but Brady and the others noticed a red star painted on the side of the ship.

This was a sign of faith.

They decided to make contact.

Stella, wary of danger, handed Brady a bullhorn. "Hey there, friends! Where are you coming from?"

The crew on the distant ship noticed the submarines and responded excitedly in familiar language, waving and shouting, "Hey, we're from the official Northwestern Base." Northwestern Base?

Brady, still cautious, asked, "And where exactly is this Northwestern Base?"

"Qindu."

"Qindu, huh? Can you tell me how to make a proper burger?"

Indeed, nothing speaks to the soul like food. Stella nearly burst out laughing.

But just knowing how to make a burger wasn't enough for Brady. He threw out another challenge. "Fate brought us together. How about singing us some rock and roll?"

The folks on the other ship were skin and bones and barely had the energy to sing. If Stella were them, she'd want to throw her shoe at him.

But to their surprise, someone actually started singing. At first, it was just a few voices, but then more joined in.

think those survivors on the ship are alright, kindred spirits. Should we bring them along?" A ship sails the

no objections. "Sure, you

without exception, were

safety reasons, Brady didn't share their coordinates but told them a new base was

they were from South Base, they seized the chance to counter-question. "What do you guys like to have for

with everything-chicken feet, shrimp dumplings, rice

reassured, they asked, "How do you folks

it, you

relieved, and

its periscope to guide the merchant ship,

days, they sailed. They pushed hard during

days of observation, they detected

a new destination, life on the merchant ship grew more vibrant. "Hey,

greens,

to stand on ceremony. She whipped out a drone. The sea was calm as Jasper piloted the drone into position mode, flying

old pots and cans, and they looked

chagrined Brady chuckled. "Hey, why didn't you say

it was clear. The inborn

shared the

Brady's naval expertise, they skillfully

were only a couple

seafloor rose steadily, and the currents were

indicated the seafloor was just over 300 meters deep-a far cry from the 9,000-meter

and a fighter jet soared overhead. The survivors on the merchant ship jumped for joy. "A fighter jet!

the sky, then

was equally thrilled, surfacing to

remained calmer, persistently moving

coordinates, the

a big one: a Type 035 Ming-class attack submarine, a national asset