18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 490

As dawn broke, Stella, armed to the teeth, hurried off to the battlefield. The scene was a gruesome mess of severed limbs and relentless carnage, with dozens of human bodies strewn across the landscape, their blood trailing off into the distance. Dead Red-eyed Crocs were everywhere too, bullet-riddled but mostly intact.

Jasper was busy collecting the fallen warriors' weapons while Stella crouched to inspect the Red-eyed Crocs. They were about twice the size of regular crocs, clearly mutated, but their skin was smooth and free of any growths, suggesting they hadn't been too affected by the ancient virus. Her thoughts wandered to Blue Blue, her unruly yet lovable companion, prone to fits of scratching but otherwise fine. Nature sure had its quirks.

The memory of last night's fierce battle made Stella's brow furrow with worry. Another defeat by Union Base, and they wouldn't take it lying down. They had tanks; what's stopping them from launching missiles next? Underestimating the "Westies" was foolish; their dominance was built on military might. Even without missiles, strutting around in this apocalyptic nightmare meant they had some serious firepower.

Stella eyed the croc carcasses and then stowed them away in Arcadia. After collecting all the croc bodies, she scoured the area and found over two hundred croc eggs. Jasper had scavenged a variety of weapons-submachine guns, pistols, grenades. They didn't bother with the clothes and shoes; they were either shredded by crocs or soaked in blood. The blood trail stretched far and wide, finally fading after two miles. The battle had claimed over sixty crocs and even more human lives.

Together, they discarded the useless bodies into a frozen chasm. For their own safety, this chasm had to go. After disposing of the bodies, Stella fetched some wooden planks, tied them securely with rope, and tossed them into the abyss. Securing the rope to the shore, she made sure the planks wouldn't be swept away. They piled snow onto the planks, then drenched it with water. In the freezing air, the water quickly froze, merging with the snow. After repeating this a few times, the hole was thoroughly sealed. After a day's freeze, no croc would be climbing out of there.

Just as they finished, Ivans arrived, dragging a hefty bag and bubbling with excitement. "Jiang, Huo, I've got meat for you!"

Russia had been watching Union Base, especially with all the commotion lately-it was impossible to miss. Tanks had even been deployed. Ivans, worried that Stella and Jasper might be in pieces, had come to check on them, only to find them unharmed. Australians sure knew how to surprise.

Seeing the blood-stained snow, Ivans was visibly shaken. "What happened here?"

Stella didn't hold back but was selective with her account. "The day before yesterday, Union Base folks showed up, and we blew up their tank, creating this chasm in the ice. Turns out Red-eyed Crocs were climbing up from the sea to lay their eggs. Last night, they tried a sneak attack, probably crushing the croc eggs in the process, which led to a firefight. With all the bodies lying around, we were pretty grossed out, so we tossed them into the sea and patched up the hole."

Ivans was immediately concerned. "You threw all the crocs away?"

"Yeah, didn't want the bad juju."

"Aren't you Aussies supposed to eat anything?" Ivans lamented, knowing the truth. "Croc meat is delicious, you really... what a waste."

if they had chopped

surprised. "Aren't you afraid of getting infected by the

contaminated by the ancient virus, not all animals were inedible. Smooth,

skeptical. "Are you

we've been eating them for years. Especially in Siberia, we've even had them

is akin to death. They'd rather eat meat than live meekly.

smiled and

He knew the ways of

to hunt; they had gone to great lengths to catch a few, and people had gotten hurt. Before the disaster, there were seals in the Arctic, but it had been a long time since they'd

been surfacing from the

didn't care-it was either you eat them, or they eat

twice, Stella

of dealing with the

her muscles, destroying a Union Base tank. The Russian shouldn't dare to mess with her, but there was no need to make enemies in the Arctic. So, she feigned

and more crocs and seals keep coming from

even thought that setting up ice traps for crocs was a viable idea to take back home. His visit was meant to solidify an alliance, thinking they might be injured and open to persuasion. Yet, they were unharmed,

didn't bring it

"Jiang, Huo, the Arctic ice is growing, and more people are drifting ashore. The outskirts are chaotic,

him. "Will do,

to leave, he threw out a question. "Soon it'll

half-expecting an invitation to join them. But when no such offer came, he could only touch