18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 495

From the moment Jasper lobbed the grenade, Stella had already darted into the safety of Arcadia. She stayed hidden for only a few minutes before reemerging silently. Nearby, a small squad of armed men murmured as they searched, "Damn it, where'd they go?" countless squads, and any hint of movement was met with a barrage of bullets regardless of who was hit.

Without a sound, Stella and Jasper sprang from behind, swiftly and efficiently snapping their necks. Even with their caution, a slight noise gave them away. From a distance, the relentless chatter of a machine gun ripped through the air again. It seemed they were split into

Stella could breathe easier now. When the gunfire died down, she tossed a shoe into the distance. Another round of gunfire followed. A few minutes later, a handful of figures approached stealthily. She threw another shoe. After repeated friendly fire incidents, the enemy was thoroughly infuriated. "Son of a gun, everything's been shot to hell, and the enemy is still not dead?" Ammunition was running out.

Anger makes people rash. This time, Stella didn't throw a shoe; she threw a vial of ether. It was met with the same result: riddled with bullets. Before long, the sound of heavy bodies hitting the ground could be heard. Unsure if it was a genuine knockout or a feint, Stella pondered how to safely finish the job when the ceiling and blinding lights suddenly came to life.

The space was vast and open, resembling a sports arena, with dozens of bodies strewn across the floor. Laughter echoed from above, a voice speaking fluent English with a hint of surprise, "A superhuman? No wonder so many of our men died by your hands." The voice was arrogant and conceited.

Stella didn't deny it, her voice cold, "Where's my wolf?"

"Join us, and not only will we return your wolf, but we'll also wipe the slate clean of past grievances."

many of your men, you're

authoritative, suggesting a high rank within the facility, but with a clear thought process, "We need the strongest allies. Those who die by your hands are nothing but trash." They were adept at winning people over, "If you join us, we can offer you a seat among the Five Eyes Alliance." But the

making threats," Stella said with a slight sneer, "but I

it-there would be no

this." As his voice faded, a distant door swung open with force, and the sound of

hesitation. Bang, bang, bang... She hit her targets, but they

figures returned fire, bullets whizzing everywhere Had Stella and Jasper not ducked behind a pillar in the nick of time,they would have been shredded. These were no ordinary brutes; armed to the teeth, they advanced with a firepower that threatened to bore through concrete. Luckily, their ammo was limited, and just as they neared the pillar, their guns clicked

rose to her feet, she suddenly lobbed a grenade at them. The grenade

predict the next move. No matter how fast you were, they were faster-by billions of cycles per second. First bioweapons, now artificial intelligence-what chance did humanity have? Stella refused to believe in such curses and turned a machine gun on them again. This time they didn't even bother to dodge, allowing her to fire relentlessly. Bullets sank into

were

and it would be over. Stella went all in, pouring a bucket of sulfuric acid over them.. Damn it,

brain

nor Jasper backed down engaging in combat with rapid, lethal moves. Yet

delivering counterattacks. Even Jasper, as skilled as he was, stood no chance against the