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."

leave too. We'll organize a team to escort them to the Arctic landing point so your compatriots can get home

still deeply moved. She gave him

Russians, ever efficient, immediately sent men to the warship to clear the landing strip. Ivans had a plan, asking the

saw Peter in his air force uniform, adorned with a five-star badge, dozens of survivors were stunned. Their weathered faces went from shock to

a safe haven. He's come to take you

the base, and so on. It sounded better than a song.

cry if they wanted to for fear of frostbite. After the emotions settled, they got to work clearing the runway. Mark was among them, recognizing Stella even though only her eyes were visible through her wrapped-up appearance. It was indeed her, the same as years ago, silently

must be the "dawn" she

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 never

arc-shaped runway, shooting into the clouds like a blade. Stella looked up at the sky, unable to

the homeland that could

a base and

throughout the base. Survivors from other

Some Belarusians, feeling

survivors tried to hide their envy, but inside they were seething with

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

I

national anthem..."

not in the best of moods, lashed

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

"Old Ho, you didn't lie to me, there

to the emotional Christian, Mark was much calmer. He knew that without Stella and Jasper's

a cure, raced his snowmobile as if it could fly. From a distance, Stella saw two figures standing on a snowdrift; it was Jaspe and Rosie.

out, "Ho, I almost fell