The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 819

Chapter 819

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If No. 2688 were alone, Nicole would’ve taken it underwater and into her storage space. With No. 1926 beside them, she couldn’t risk revealing that secret unless their lives were on the line.

Zeph sent Poppy below while he and Nicole slipped weapons beneath their clothes.

Poppy hesitated. “Please be careful. Both of you.”

“Go keep Cola safe,” Zeph told her. “Stay below until I give you the signal.”

The crew of No. 1926 was armed as well and kept their advanced body armor on.

Drawing on his naval training, Sawyer watched the fishing boat closely, judging its speed and how low it

rode in the water.

As it drew closer, three people stepped out of the cabin, their faces shaded by wide-brimmed hats and

scarves.

The fisherman waving at them called out, “Savadia.”

Nicole nearly choked.

His face fell when no one seemed to understand, but he kept calling. “Savadia! Savadia!”

When Nicole said nothing, Sawyer ventured an awkward “Savadia.”

The man brightened. Apparently convinced Sawyer spoke his language, he began talking a mile a minute.

Sawyer frowned and shook his head. “Sorry. I don’t understand.”

After Sawyer repeated himself several times, the man returned to “Savadia.” He kept talking, now gesturing emphatically.

Between his gestures and the context, Nicole pieced together what he wanted.

Some people aboard were sick. They needed a doctor urgently

Sawyer and his crew weren’t doctors, but their Ark Project training covered a range of skills, including how to treat common illnesses and injuries.

He gestured to ask how many people were sick. The man held up three fingers.

Sawyer counted the people on deck, then used his fingers to ask whether there were seven aboard altogether.

The man nodded eagerly,

Sawyer then tried to ask what symptoms the sick people had,

That was harder to get across. Even after a long exchange of gestures, Sawyer still couldn’t figure out what

was wrong.

After weighing the risks, he called over to Nicole. “I’ll take some men over and check on them.”

The wind picked up, and he raised a hand to rub his eyes.

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Nicole didn’t try to stop him. “Be careful.”

Sawyer left five men behind to guard the submarine. He signaled for the fishing boat to turn broadside so they could board from the near side. The boat turned as directed.

Sawyer’s crew lowered an inflatable raft. He climbed in with his men and a medical kit, and they paddled toward the fishing boat.

Everyone watched the raft or kept an eye on the people aboard the boat.

The rising wind made it a struggle to pull alongside. The people on deck lowered a rope ladder and helped them aboard.

As the last crewman climbed the ladder, something silently broke the surface beside the submarine.

Nicole was watching the fishing boat when Zeph slid an arm around her waist. His other hand pulled a gun from his pocket, and he fired into the water.

The wind masked the muffled shot.

An armed attacker was climbing up behind them. The bullet struck him in the forehead, and he fell backward into the water without moving again.

Zeph fired several more shots. Blood clouded the water as bodies floated to the surface.