Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

Although the disaster before them was still terrifying, Major Wei's words gave them a glimmer of hope.

Zhou Shuwan stood aside, her eyes sweeping across the ruins covered with ice and snow, and secretly swore in her heart that no matter what, she would do her best to rescue everyone.

This disaster came so suddenly that no one was prepared!

Perhaps they were too careless. During these two months, all the crustal activities were in the sea, and the island was safe and sound, so everyone from top to bottom relaxed their vigilance!

What a stupid thing to do!

If, if...

However, Zhou Shuwan knew in his heart that even if they knew in advance that a disaster similar to tonight would happen, they would not abandon the underground base.

Because they have nowhere else to go!

The mothership can only dock on the ice field, but the crustal activity on the ice field is more intense, and those ships that were cut in half are proof of this!

Even she, including the two captains, didn't dare to let all the survivors board the mothership to wait out the crisis...

Therefore, whether they knew about the crisis in advance or not, they had no way to escape!

Oh my God, oh my God...

Looking at the chaotic scene around him, Zhou Shuwan clenched his fingers slightly, and his eyes showed determination.

Qi Mingyu seemed to see that she was in a state of confusion and held her hand silently.

Zhou Shuwan turned around, and the two of them looked at each other, each with a gentle yet firm expression.

The two smiled at each other, as if they had found each other's support in this ice and snow.

The cold wind was still biting, but their hearts gradually calmed down.

Major Wei was directing the naval soldiers to count the number of people and start building simple shelters not far away.

Although they did not take much supplies with them when they fled, some navy soldiers brought folding tents with them.

They quickly deployed their tents around the crowd, forming a temporary shelter.

Several white-flame stoves were lit in the center, and the faint flames swayed in the cold wind, barely providing a little warmth.

"There aren't enough tents, so this is the only way to block the wind." A soldier shouted, a look of helplessness on his face. "The wounded will be given priority to go into the tents to treat their wounds. The others can only keep warm around the stove."

Major Wei glanced at the scene and nodded slightly: "How are the wounded?"

The soldier next to him said in a low voice, "There are many wounded, at least over 300. Although most of them are minor injuries, first aid supplies are in short supply, so simple treatment is all that can be done."

Major Wei's brow furrowed tightly, a hint of anxiety flashing in his eyes. "First, prioritize the seriously injured. Try to comfort the lightly injured. We'll proceed with further treatment once supplies arrive."

"Yes!"

While Zhou Shuwan, Mu Mu, and other medical staff were treating everyone's injuries, she suddenly remembered something. She came out of the tent and shouted to Major Wei who was patrolling back and forth, "Major Wei, you sprained your leg. Come, let me take care of it for you."

Major Wei was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "No, time is pressing now, I have to continue commanding."

He was outside giving orders while enduring the pain because he had the highest rank here and he had to take on all the responsibilities, so he didn't intend to waste time treating his wounds.

Zhou Shuwan's face darkened. Although his voice was gentle, it was filled with unquestionable firmness: "Major Wei, if you want to wait to rescue the two captains and they are holding us back, then don't rush to treat them!"

Major Wei was choked by her words. After a moment, he could only nod helplessly: "Okay, thank you for your help."

The two walked into the tent and instantly felt much warmer.

Inside and outside the tent are two completely different worlds.

Major Wei didn't dare take off his winter clothes, so he could only separate his right shoe from his pants, revealing his red, swollen and bruised calf.

Zhou Shuwan squatted down and gently pressed his wound, his brows slightly relaxed: "Fortunately, no bones were injured."

She took out alcohol from the medical kit she carried with her and disinfected the wound.