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.

ship are alright, kindred spirits. Should we bring them along?" A

had no objections. "Sure,

exception,

on the ship. For safety reasons, Brady didn't share their coordinates but told them a new base was being established and they could follow. The other side was just as

seized the chance to

everything-chicken feet, shrimp dumplings, rice rolls,

asked,

darn it, you

wasn't angry but rather relieved,

extending its periscope to

hard during calm seas

days of observation, they

the merchant ship grew more vibrant. "Hey, neighbors,

greens, bok

The sea was calm as Jasper piloted the drone into

growing greens in old

why didn't you say

The inborn

he gladly shared the coordinates

Brady's naval expertise, they skillfully avoided the

20 days of sailing, they were

seafloor rose steadily, and the currents were simpler than

over 300 meters deep-a far cry

overhead. The survivors on the merchant ship jumped for joy. "A fighter jet! It's one of ours!" My goodness, Hope Point was

in the

equally thrilled, surfacing

remained calmer,

to the coordinates, the likelihood of encountering

Type 035 Ming-class attack submarine, a national