"Thirty kilometers per hour!"
"Prepare to turn twenty meters ahead…"
"Slow down ahead…"
In the military tank, Wang Ye listened to Zhou Qi's orders from his helmet.
And he kept responding and following the orders.
Zhuo Zi Cheng, who was behind Wang Ye, remained silent during the entire process.
Obviously, this meant that there was no problem with Wang Ye's operation.
Of course, this was also because Zhou Qi did not give any overly complicated orders.
Assigning a certain position to enter the warehouse, for instance, or pressing the line, are two examples of tasks that are too complicated for now.
Wang Ye couldn't do these things now.
In fact, although he could drive the tank, he still didn't know where his track wheels were.
