18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 487

Stella was on patrol when she spotted the Eagle Tanks rolling in. Without a second thought, she spun around and bolted.

Seeing her panic, Blue Eyes, with his ever-present pipe, got even more crazed, chasing her down in his tank.

"She's scared, she's scared! The so-called beauty from the East is running scared, haha!" But it was too late for her; more terror awaited.

She ran, he ran; today, she wouldn't escape. The Union Base buzzed with excitement; the hunt had begun.

Some people are just born to be prey, perfect for the cruelest games. Especially in this post-apocalyptic world, where every corner is a natural hunting ground; the thrill is unmatched. The tank's thunderous roar closed in, leaving the others far behind as it chased Stella with relentless zeal.

Just 500 meters from the house, a thunderous explosion shook the snowfield. The tank flipped. The ice shattered, plunging the tank into an icy abyss... and just like that, it sank.

"Oh my God!" Mike was gone!

The blood-pumping crowd stood in shock. The battle hadn't even started, and already the tank was gone?

Stella stood atop a snowdrift, flipping them the bird before vanishing from sight.

"Fuck!" Blue Eyes, coming to his senses, cursed until he was red in the face. "Son of a bitch!"

up their pace, determined to end her today. The sea

their clothes. Struggling to breathe underwater, they fought to hold their breath and survive. But their heavy, waterlogged

A gaping maw closed in and swallowed him whole. Above the ice, none were any wiser to the tragedy below. They knew the tank hadn't sunk completely, but they were helpless to save anyone, and so they gave up. The operation had gone awry; now, they were dead

by flames, taking

escaped the

enough and caught fire themselves. The victims tried desperately to beat out the flames, but to no avail; they rolled in

burned furiously, cries of agony echoing from within, but no one

their home in petrol. Fuck,

And it

in blindly,

flamethrowers...

they wore sunglasses to look cool. If only they had taken a moment to see clearly,

sneer, a small figure slipped to the back of the crowd. He made

it was that Australian woman; she wasn't dead! Stella

raised

quicker. A deluge of snow from a two-story drift came crashing down, instantly burying

hundred strong Union Base

Silence fell upon