18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 515

A bunch of idiots! They can't see beyond their noses, only thinking about

immediate gains and losses.

Ivans was fuming, so fed up he just clammed up. If push comes to shove, he'd rather cut his losses, literally.

The meeting room was silent as a tomb.

After a few minutes of deep thought, the captain finally spoke, "Give them the plane."

Ivans chimed in, "And let's send off the survivors from the Australia base too. If we're doing this, let's do it right."

They'd already given up their most valuable plane, so they might as well throw in some supplies for the survivors and have a hunting team escort them to the Arctic coast. If you're going to do something, make it count, impress Stella and Jasper, and show them they're dealing with genuine folks.

The captain nodded, "You handle it."

Ivans sighed in relief, "Don't worry, Captain. I'll make sure everything goes smoothly. We'll show the other countries' survivors that we're friendly and peaceful. They'll be loyal to us in no time."

The captain agreed, and that was that.

Peter waited anxiously, his heart pounding. After about an hour, Ivans came out in

a hurry, "Jiang, it took a Herculean effort, but the captain finally agreed."

Stella exhaled deeply, "Thank you."

replied with a hearty laugh. "And hey, all the Australian survivors can leave too. We'll organize a team to escort

was still deeply moved. She gave him a big

needs ample space for takeoff. The Russians, ever efficient, immediately sent men to the warship to clear the landing strip. Ivans had a plan, asking the Australian

uniform, adorned with a five-star badge, dozens of survivors were

established a safe haven. He's come

the base,

emotions settled, they got to work clearing the runway. Mark was among them, recognizing Stella even though only

be the "dawn" she

rolled out. With the runway cleared and the plane in position, it was ready for takeoff. Peter took a deep breath, saluted Stella, and said simply, "Thank you, take care." He didn't know why she chose to stay, but he had to respect her choice. Without her help, he would never have had the chance to return to the skies, and the hundreds of Arctic survivors might

arc-shaped runway, shooting into the clouds like a blade.

the homeland that could no longer

Australia had established a base and dispatched military forces to

from other countries were

Some Belarusians, feeling

cursing bitterly. Vietnamese survivors tried to hide their envy, but inside they were seething with jealousy. The

managers, gesturing with their broken Chinese, "Me, yellow skin, black

person, I can sing

national anthem..."

not in the best of moods, lashed out with a

ever so superficial, announced that from now on, the Australians wouldn't have to work and even their food rations were

out, "Old Ho, you didn't lie to me, there really is a dawn. Our country still stands, we

waiting for me there..." Compared to the emotional Christian, Mark was much calmer. He knew that without Stella and Jasper's negotiations with the Russians, none of this would have been

if it could fly. From a distance, Stella saw two figures standing on a snowdrift; it was Jaspe and Rosie. As Ivans parked, Jasper came up

Stella could speak, Ivans blurted out, "Ho, I almost