Bai E turned back and found Dashan.
Wanting to retreat with everyone, relying solely on his own two hands and legs was definitely not enough—infantry vehicles capable of carrying more people were faster and more agile.
But he couldn't drive, and the brief three-day training wasn't enough for him to master so much knowledge. Given time, he might have been able to figure it out on his own, but time was what he lacked the most at the moment.
He needed to wake Dashan up, as it was him who had been driving the infantry vehicle in coordination with himself just now.
"Slap! Slap!"
Having no qualms about the thick-skinned Dashan, Bai E slapped his face without reservation.
"Wake up!"
"Slap! Slap!"
"Hmm?" Dashan shook his head vigorously and jolted awake, as if he had been trapped in an unimaginable nightmare, his face filled with lingering fear.
"It's okay! It's okay!" Bai E held his face, making him look into his eyes, "Breathe deeply! Breathe deeply! We need you, be calm."