Yanming Pass has no help for three months. Yang Zhao's last trump card is a broken gun and 3,000 people who want to go home alive.
As for Lin Zhi, who traveled through time, his last trump card was a truckload of diesel and a return ticket that would never be used.
They meet in a certain death situation.
She taught her to rush into battle with a truck, and she shielded her from the rain of arrows.
She gave her spicy strips that were so spicy that she cried, and she gave her a military coat to keep out the cold wind.
The oil gauge is dropping, the enemy soldiers are retreating, and the court is kneeling.
Everyone said that Lin Zhi was a goddess descended from heaven.
Only Yang Zhao knows that she is just an ordinary person with a hard mouth and a soft heart. She worries about the gas tank every night: "I can't step on the accelerator anymore... If I step on it again, I won't be able to go back."
One day Yang Zhao asked her: "Do you regret it?"
Lin Zhi thought for a while: "I regret not bringing more boxes of spicy strips."
The two of them stood side by side at the gate, with a thirteen-meter-long steel beast behind them.
The war was over and the oil was running out. No one left.
Concept: Women from two eras find themselves on the same battlefield.