How should I put it? This is a story about a dumb protagonist who transmigrates to another world, gains superpowers, and then lives a lazy life, interspersed with a bunch of weird things that pop u...
"Can you still move? It would be best if you could drive the tank over here, or at least bring the fuel. I'm in the northeast leeward part of the depression now, and it will be very cold tonight!" Jiang Ling took several minutes to finish this sentence.
"We are here!" Li Gang said in a crying voice, and the roar of the engine came from the communicator.
The tank was lucky. The bandits did not use cannons against it. What they looted from the stations and defense lines were just some light weapons, so the most they could do was to make a few more bullet holes in the tank.
After they arrived, Jiang Ling had them park their car inside the igloo, but with the engine exhaust outside, meaning it was only halfway inside. There was nothing difficult to understand about what she was going to do, and Li Gang quickly understood her intentions.
The igloo was bustling with activity. The temperature gradually rose as the fuel dwindled, eventually settling at a relatively tolerable 4°C above zero. Zhou Xiangyang's body had to be removed temporarily, and the warmer interior of the tank had to be given priority to those in less-well-off conditions. Jiang Ling had sealed the gun ports on the tank with tape; she felt she'd need to bring more rolls of it. It was truly a magical device.
Seeing the people in the room gradually regaining consciousness, Li Gang couldn't help but burst into tears.
The onboard AI announced at the perfect moment: "The temperature is now minus thirty-five degrees Celsius, the wind is south-west, force six... Received a shortwave call... I'm... Joint Command... Please reply... Reply... I'm... Command Center... Received..."
Jiang Ling glanced at Li Gang, finding him indifferent. She shook her head and got into the car to answer the call: "I'm in the sniper vehicle! A small number of armed bandits have broken through the defense line. We have over 60 wounded here now, requesting support!"
She repeated it several times before the command center finally understood their situation. They immediately said they would send a logistics vehicle and told her to stay calm and conserve her strength.