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.

They think those survivors on the ship are alright, kindred spirits. Should we bring

no objections. "Sure, you

exception, were seasoned

them a new base was being established and they could follow. The

they seized the chance to counter-question. "What do you guys like to

with everything-chicken feet, shrimp dumplings, rice rolls,

reassured, they asked, "How do you folks

it,

other side wasn't angry but rather relieved, and after half an hour of negotiation, they agreed to

periscope to guide the merchant ship, keeping a watchful eye

days, they sailed. They pushed hard during calm seas by day

of observation, they detected no

ship grew more vibrant. "Hey, neighbors, we've got some fresh

mustard greens, bok

drone. The sea was calm

old pots and cans, and

chuckled. "Hey, why didn't you say

was clear. The inborn farming gene was unique to this

gladly shared the coordinates of

they skillfully avoided

than 20 days of sailing, they were only a couple hundred nautical

rose steadily, and the currents were simpler than

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

surfaced to rest and breathe, and a fighter jet soared overhead. The survivors on the merchant ship jumped for joy. "A fighter jet! It's one of ours!" My goodness, Hope Point was real. They

in the sky, then shot

equally thrilled, surfacing

remained calmer, persistently

they drew closer to the coordinates, the likelihood of

Ming-class attack submarine, a national asset even before the