Chapter 488

Over a hundred people had shown up, scattered across the snowy expanse, and Belarus was the loudest mouth of the bunch. But when it came to a real fight, he was the first to back off. The snow didn't hold them down, no surprise there. Once they were sure it was all clear, the duo rushed back.

Sure enough, a few stragglers were clawing their way out of the snow, only to be swiftly taken down by Jasper's deadly precision.

Even with bulletproof vests and steel helmets, caution was key. The trio ducked behind a trench, waiting for the perfect moment to strike as their enemies emerged.

After about ten minutes, a few more managed to crawl out.

Their minds fogged from suffocation, they couldn't muster the strength to fire their weapons, even though they held them in their hands.

Stella, armed with a crossbow, took aim and sent them to meet their maker.

No more came out after that.

After lying low for a good two hours and ensuring there were no prying eyes, Stella deftly cleared the snow-covered area and stored it into Arcadia.

The family followed her in, shovels in hand, ready to dig through the remains.

The fallen had come prepared; the spoils were rich and made Stella so thrilled she nearly shouted out in glee.

Her guess was spot on: Union Base was indeed divided by skin color.

Aside from those who had perished in the icy blaze, there were 20 soldiers smothered by the snow, and the rest were ordinary members.

The soldiers were geared up with top-of-the-line military submachine guns, body armor, and some even had military exoskeleton suits.

The ordinary Blue Eyes had civilian submachine guns and no body armor.

As for others with different skin colors, they carried mere pistols, their bodies leaner and their clothing clearly less insulated.

The hierarchy was severe, with no equality to speak of-it was survival of the fittest in its rawest form.

After stripping over a hundred bodies, they had amassed 3 flamethrowers, 20 military submachine guns, 23 civilian ones, 60 grenades, hundreds of pistols, and a treasure trove of ammo. There were also knives, watches, cigarettes, canned spam, and more.

Such bounty was like a generous gift from a loving father.

Stella was most pleased with the flamethrowers; she had been lacking such a tool.

The model they had acquired could spray over a wide area with a range of up to 50 meters, reaching temperatures of up to 1800 degrees Celsius.

After gathering the weapons, what came next wasn't for the faint-hearted. Stella took Rosie back to the villa for some rest, leaving Jasper to handle the grim task.

hard," she said with a

ever-dutiful Jasper

grim task, decided to help out the

clothes were tossed into a

and by the end, they were all but

to take a shower and cleanse the bad

not only praise

found the ice hut had melted in flames, charred bodies sprawled

a barrier

together they cleaned up the charred remains, leveled the blackened ice, laid down a fresh layer of snow, and placed wooden boards on top before retrieving the shipping containers. They reinforced the ice with water, ensuring a

Stella visited the spot where

were potent, blasting a ten-meter

was in constant motion, and the hole would take time to refreeze. After half a day, only a thin layer of ice

dumped the bodies into the sea, a

soon there was no

Base had suffered another defeat, and their retaliation would only grow more

simple life, but some wouldn't grant

nature and mankind, with no

at home, Jasper stood

as the patrol deputy, and

still asleep

it dropped a

Arcadia, but upon closer inspection, she realized it was much larger than

goose egg, perhaps? Yet it

on it, Stella discovered it was

did you find

his tail, eager to show his master where to find

snow before entering, "Something's off about the ice hole; we need to keep an eye on it." He, too, had found a couple of

area around the hole had

words, some creature had emerged from the hole to lay its eggs last

cracked an egg into a

was unfrozen and fresh, though it had

what kind of egg this is?"

expression grew serious, "Could be

"But crocodiles are freshwater

that species evolved to survive, migrating to the ocean and breeding frantically once they

these eggs are

the snow, a nest with at least a

tingled at the

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