Harem Legion: Queens of the Apocalypse-Chapter 227 He Pulled 83 Women Out of a Rock

Chapter 227: Chapter 227 He Pulled 83 Women Out of a Rock

He had come from the other side earlier, so the meteor had blocked the chicken’s body from view. Now, returning from the opposite direction, Magnus saw the full scene.

That steel rod likely came from Liana’s third round of car modifications. Probably skewered the chicken, bleeding it out.

If that’s the case, Lana and the others must be close. A wounded chicken wouldn’t make it far.

Magnus sped up, scanning around the dead chicken. This time, no gunfire - he kept things quiet. Didn’t want to wake any of the sleeping fowl roaming nearby.

With the Super Fire Crystal in hand, he wasn’t afraid of them. But if he found Lana and the others, any sound might attract danger to them.

He searched three sides around the chicken. Only the northern edge of the plaza remained. That corner was crawling with rat beasts. Magnus figured there was no way they’d be hiding there. If they were, they’d already have been eaten. There weren’t even any solid shelters in that direction.

Still, it was the only spot left unchecked. He decided to take a look.

Jogging toward the north edge, the rat beasts scattered with squeaks as soon as they saw him approach.

There stood a giant meteor. Magnus flicked on his high-beam flashlight, shining it toward the rock.

What he saw shocked him. The meteor - it had been dug out!

Dust and debris from the excavation still surrounded it, untouched.

"Is someone there?!"

The voice wasn’t his - it was a woman’s. Magnus froze, scanned the area rapidly with his light.

Only the voice echoed - he saw no one.

What the hell?

"Who’s there? Lana?"

He called out loudly, and then came a reply, "Commander! It’s Commander Magnus!"

"Lana?" He froze, eyes darting around. "Where are you?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Inside the meteor!"

The voice came from within the rock on the northern edge. His jaw clenched tight - he hadn’t expected this. They were inside the meteor? People could hide in that?

All this time, he’d assumed they were holed up in a building. After living through two apocalypses, Magnus never thought a meteor would be a smart hiding place.

Normally, if something’s big enough for humans to crawl inside, then mosquitoes and centipedes could too. But he forgot - after the second red flare, things like mosquitoes and centipedes were nearly wiped out. The meteor’s hard shell now made it the best defense against post-apocalyptic creatures.

He had to hand it to them - smart move.

Magnus ran to the meteor. It stood about two stories tall, just as wide. Shouting again, a woman’s voice came from near the base, "Commander! Here!"

Down at the meteor’s bottom, a small crawlspace opened. Barely half a meter high - just big enough for someone to worm through.

He got on his belly and crawled in. From inside, a voice whispered urgently, "It’s dangerous out there! Get in, quick!"

Someone shuffled aside to make space. Magnus slid through the tight space.

Inside, it was pitch-black. All he could feel were limbs - arms, knees, stomachs pressed around him.

He switched on his flashlight. A startled squeal came from one of the women - not used to the sudden light.

"What the hell are you all doing in here?"

Magnus looked around the cramped, carved-out space, stunned. The meteor’s hollowed core was crammed full of the female team members, all huddled together. There was still some meteorite dust inside the rock. The top was hollow but unbroken, so the dust settled downward. Of the three cracks in the meteorite, two were blocked by the dust. The third one - that’s where Magnus had crawled in - was the breathing hole the women had left.

"Captain, you finally came for us!"

"Captain, did you come alone?"

"Are you here to save us?"

"Where’s everyone else, Captain?"

"Captain..."

Voices erupted all around him, overlapping. Magnus couldn’t tell who was speaking - just a mess of women crowding around, stacked one over another, all the way to the top of the meteorite. Only the very center, where the breathing hole was, had space left. It looked damned creepy, like something out of a ghost story.

"Everyone shut it!" Magnus snapped. "One at a time! Where’s Lana? Is she still alive?"

"I’m here!" Lana’s voice came from behind him. "Captain, turn around - I’m right behind you."

She couldn’t move. Bodies pressed on top and beneath her. In such a cramped space with 83 women squeezed in, she was pinned.

Magnus twisted around with effort but still couldn’t spot her face. "Why are you all hiding here?"

Lana didn’t hesitate. She started explaining.

Last night, they’d arrived in Hanford City. Just like they expected, survivor convoys were heading toward the city. They drove off some of them by force, and then tried to set up a temporary base around the central plaza, planning to push back any other teams scavenging for meteorites until the main Ice Regiment arrived.

They dug into the biggest meteorite in the center of the plaza - that’s the one they were in now. Two hours later, Dakota was on lookout on top of the meteorite and spotted the red light and the horde of doomsday beasts through a telescope. She shouted to alert Lana immediately.

Lana climbed to the top and saw it, too. Without wasting a second, she ordered everyone inside the meteorite.

Luckily, the red light had landed out in the countryside, not the city. That bought them just enough time - every single one of the 83 female team members climbed inside and hid.

Magnus sighed, now getting the full picture. Their bus had been tipped over on the other side of the meteorite. He told them to stay put, then slipped out through the narrow hole, picked up speed, dashed out of Hanford City, and made his way to the parked transport bus.

He started it up and slowly drove it back to the central plaza, pulling up right beside the meteorite.

The bus was still soaked in animal blood. Seemed like the stuff still worked - or maybe the time limit never mattered to begin with. Maybe he’d just overthought it.

Magnus activated the Fire Crystal. Standing at the narrow gap at the base of the meteorite, he glanced up. It was already 6:30 a.m. The giant bats had vanished. Flocks of sparrows chirped awake. Livestock all around stirred to life, and there were fewer rat beasts now.

Every time the red light came, Magnus escorted two women at a time out of the hole and onto the bus, then turned right back to grab the next pair.

He did this non-stop for more than half an hour, until finally, he carried out Lana as the last one. They both climbed onto the bus and shut the door.

Only then did Magnus let out a long breath. They were safe. All of them.