18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

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.

with a mix

the ever-dutiful Jasper say in

decided to help out the

the clothes were tossed

the

Jasper to take a

said, offering not only praise

hut had melted in flames, charred bodies sprawled atop

barrier against

a fresh layer of

the spot where

blasting a ten-meter

time to refreeze. After half a

the fragile ice and dumped the bodies into the sea, a feast for the

ocean was swift, and soon there was

and their retaliation would only grow more

simple life, but some

and mankind, with no room for notions of good, evil,

home, Jasper

patrol deputy, and Snowflake stayed in to nurse

asleep when an excited Cooper burst in,

it dropped a

Stella thought it was an egg stolen from Arcadia, but upon closer inspection,

perhaps? Yet it seemed even

it was a fertilized egg

find

to show

before entering, "Something's off about the ice hole; we need to keep an eye on it." He,

around the hole had become

emerged from the hole to lay

egg

the extreme cold, the egg fluid was unfrozen and fresh, though it

wonder what kind of

serious, "Could be crocodile

aback, "But crocodiles

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

these eggs

in the snow, a nest with at least a dozen, some even holding

scalp tingled