Dark Queen Of Apocalypse (by Morgan Hale) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187

Even as he said that, Scarlet could clearly catch a flicker of hesitation on Hendrix’s face.

Her arm around him stiffened. Her smile stayed, but her eyes burned with murderous intent.

‘Elise, huh? Can’t wait to meet you, Scarlet thought.

The convoy slowly rolled into Bluchaven Base, where William and his crew were already waiting.

Graham and Chloe, the heads of the two main factions, would never bother to personally greet a few powered humans outside the city gates.

That would be beneath them.

But ignoring the visitors wasn’t an option either. They had to send someone with enough status to properly represent Bluehaven Base’s hospitality toward the Highland Base convoy.

From a distance, they spotted a tall pole rising above the walls, the red flag fluttering in the wind, like a beacon, visible from far away.

Nina snorted, “Come on. At a time like this, they’re still flying that thing?”

The others couldn’t help but scoff too.

Times had changed. In this chaotic world, powered humans ruled the roost. Maybe keeping that flag up was just the soldiers‘ last stubborn hold on their beliefs.

For the first time ever, the gates of Bluehaven Base swung wide open, and William, standing tall in an open–top vehicle, slowly revealed himself to the crowd.

When he spotted Hendrix, he could just tell that Hendrix was the one in charge of this crew.

“Welcome, friends from afar. You must be tired after such a long journey. We’ve got a feast ready inside to give you all a proper welcome,” William said with a hearty laugh.

Hendrix quickly hopped out of the car, strode up to William, and shook his hand, sizing him up from head to toe with a sharp, appraising look.

Hendrix sized him up, straight–backed, clean–cut, with the unmistakable bearing of a soldier.

As their hands met, both men tightened their grip, kicking off their first test of strength.

But before either could claim victory, they let go just as quickly, neither backing down.

Hendrix glanced at the insignia on William’s uniform and offered a stiff smile. “Well, I’m honored to have a major come out to greet us in person.”

After a bit of polite banter, the convoy, sixteen green pickup trucks and two massive fuel tankers, rolled slowly into Bluehaven Base.

The refugees in the base caused an uproar. They abandoned the soup line and flocked over to join the commotion, eyeing the Highland Base crew like hungry wolves spotting fresh bread.

“Welcome, powered humans from Highland Base.”

“Welcome, powered humans from Highland Base.”

“Welcome, powered humans from Highland Base.”

Shouts echoed all around, and Hendrix was momentarily stunned. ‘Am I really this popular? he wondered.

He flicked his attention–grabbing red hair, waved to the crowd, and the puzzled look in his eyes faded, replaced by realization,

Bluchaven Base might be loaded, but without gas, nobody was going anywhere. Driving in, he saw the whole city had been stripped bare, including their fuel tanks.

If they wanted to travel further, fuel was a must.

He shared a glance with Scarlet, both thinking, “Time to hike up the price on gas.

The group rolled into Elite District, the smallest part of the base. There were dozens of villas here, each spaced far apart, with wide roads running between them.

They were shown to the villa that used to belong to the former base chief and Elise. The place was luxuriously furnished, just right for a bunch of powered humans like them.

The maid had already laid out a delicious spread, and the moment they stepped inside, the mouthwatering smell of food washed over them.

“Come on in, everyone.” William was grinning from ear to ear, his eyes lighting up at the sight of those two giant fuel tankers.

Hendrix had hit the nail on the head. Bluehaven Base was in dire need of fuel.

The Highland Base powered humans arrived in a convoy of eighteen vehicles, but their whole crew numbered just over fifty people.

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