The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 817

Chapter 817

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Chapter 817

Sawyer stopped himself before he could put those fears into words.

“I’m pretty sure I saw Beatrice. She trained with our group, and we were all at the deepwater dock. These submarines are tough. They could handle the tsunami. She’s probably out there somewhere right now.”

Nicole took comfort in that.

They might never find one another on this vast, flooded planet, but knowing her friends could still be alive was enough.

All four were aboard the same submarine. They had one another to rely on.

Perhaps Jeremy and Hughie were thinking of her, too. She could almost hear them inviting her over for a barbecue.

Having people to look forward to seeing again made the future feel a little less empty.

Maybe their wandering would bring them across No. 2639 someday, and they would get together for a meal far beneath the surface.

Nicole turned her attention back to Sawyer. “You’ve been down here a while. Have you run into any other submarines?”

Sawyer nodded. “A few. None from our country.”

One was Westmerian, with a Northland submarine tagging along.

Sawyer and his crew believed humanity’s best chance was to work together, so they made the first move and said hello.

The Westmerians attacked without provocation. Then they brought the Northlanders into it, turning the ambush into a two-on-one fight.

Sawyer and his crew were furious, but they issued three warnings before fighting back. Their attackers ignored every single one.

Even with humanity close to extinction, some people were still determined to kill one another.

The fight unfolded beneath the waves.

Sawyer and his crew weren’t about to back down from a navy that spent thousands of dollars on a coffee maker. They trusted the submarine their own military factories had built.

No. 1926 extended its pointed ram and charged the Westmerian vessel. They intended to do enough damage to make the attackers think twice.

But judging by how poorly the Westmerian submarine held up, its military’s budget really did seem to have gone toward coffee mugs and toilets. For all its imposing size, the vessel proved surprisingly fragile.

The ram punched straight through the hull. Water flooded in.

Sawyer and his crew stared in disbelief. They hadn’t expected that much damage. The hull was so flimsy that it

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was hard to believe anyone had approved it for service.

The Northland submarine turned and fled.

Once Sawyer and his crew got over their shock, they left, too.

After that, they gave every foreign submarine a wide berth.

Even when they spotted one identical to their own, they kept their distance and checked the crew’s identities several times.

Meeting people from home lifted everyone’s spirits. For a little while, they could finally let out some of what they had been holding inside.

Sawyer and his crew had spent far too long at sea. With the water calm and the sky ablaze with sunset colors, he called over to Nicole’s submarine.

“Mind if the rest of my crew comes up for some sun?”

It had been ages since they had seen daylight.

Nicole and Zeph readily agreed. “Go ahead.”

More than a dozen men climbed out of the submarine, one after another. Every one of them was thin. They settled on the hull and gazed at the sunset, lost in memories of better days.

“The sun goes down, the day is done. We’re heading home, boys, one by one. So sing it loud and sing it clear, for all the folks we wish were here…”

Without any prompting, they joined in a familiar military song. Their cheerful voices carried across the quiet,

open water.

As they sang, tears rolled down their faces.

Nicole felt her throat tighten and hummed along for a few lines.

Aboard two submarines in an endless ocean, they remembered home, the people they loved, and all the good things they had left behind.

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