372: C372 Unable to Save the Tank

C372 Unable to Save the Tank

"Phoenix, quickly prepare the tents, I want to save the tanks!" Wendu instructed.

"Alright!" Fire hurried to the place where the tools were kept and quickly set up the tent with the others.

"Paul, come and help me." Wendu shouted.

"Big brother!" Paul ran to Wendu, waiting for his orders.

"Help me lift the tank." Wendu squatted down slightly: "Be careful, don't touch his wounds."

"Alright!"

Paul and Wendu each took a side, gently lifting the tank's robust upper body, and moved into the tent.

"You guys wait outside!" After Wendu finished speaking, he opened the tent.

"Wendu, what do we need to prepare?" Fire Phoenix said from behind.

Wendu, who was about to enter the tent, stopped and hesitated for a moment. He then turned his head and said, "Prepare for revenge!"

With that, he entered the tent. From start to finish, he did not move more than ten meters away from the tank.

Wendu was afraid that if he wasn't careful, the tank would be finished.

Pulling up the zipper of the tent, Wendu sat beside the tank. Looking at the unconscious face of the tank, Wendu's heart ached.

He thought of the days when he had competed with the tanks.

At that time, since he was wounded, the tank would always appear in front of him, willing to do anything. Even the stool under Wendu's bed was bought by the tank outside.

As the energy continuously flowed towards the heart of the tank, Wendu started to worry.

Why is there no effect?

Transmission 100 points! No effect.

Transmit 1000 points! Still no effect.

"Transmit 10,000 points!" I got it! " Wendu exclaimed.

"Wendu, what's going on?" Fire Phoenix asked anxiously from outside.

"There's hope of reviving the tank." Wendu was very happy and his voice also sounded very excited.

"That's great! "Great!"

Wendu ignored the outside of the tent and focused on transmitting energy to the tank.

-10000

The tank's energy level dropped by 11,000 points, and its heart began to beat even faster.

Propagate 20,000 energy.

"Pfft!"

The tank with its eyes closed spat out a mouthful of black blood.1

Wendu was shocked and quickly transferred another ten thousand to him.

Normal people would be healthy after having a few hundred points of energy. Even in the military, saving a rotten person would only cost Wendu tens of thousands of points of energy.

But this time, the tank needed too much energy. Moreover, it couldn't be transferred to him fast enough, so it could only be transmitted to him at ten thousand.

Wendu didn't dare to transport too much at once. There were too many tanks that his body couldn't accept.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In Wendu's eyes, the heart of a tank was exceptionally cute.

Seeing that his heart was beating faster and faster, Wendu also revealed a smile.

Two hours later, Tank's heart was already beating like a normal person's. His face was also flushed red, but he had no intention of waking up.

Fire Phoenix stood outside the tent and paced back and forth anxiously.

Her face was anxious, her eyes looked towards the tent from time to time, hoping that Wendu would give her a reply.

Wendu carefully observed everything about the tank. The tank did not wake up, which made Wendu helpless.

Was there not enough energy? Wendu thought.

Seeing that he still had six billion left, Wendu thought to himself, "Even if I give you all of my energy, I will still save you, Tank."

Wendu was troubled as he thought of a way. He scratched his head and said, "I got it!"

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