Military armored vehicles are built differently from regular civilian cars, and they're driven differently too. It was lucky that Wang Daguo managed to learn; he had a bit of a knack for it.
Wu Jun only knew how to drive idiot-proof civilian cars—the kind that required no special skill and even a child could operate.
"I know how," Fu Cheng said in a low voice. "Put me in the driver's seat."
"Huh? But..." Shen Lu was dumbfounded. "Why don't... you teach me, and I'll drive?"
Fu Cheng was severely injured; asking him to operate a vehicle was simply too much to ask.
"If we delay any longer, are we giving up on saving Deng Ying?"
Shen Lu had no choice but to let Fu Cheng take the driver's seat.
Fu Cheng expertly stepped on the clutch, shifted gears, and slammed his foot on the accelerator. The vehicle immediately shot forward.
It was a little too forceful; Shen Lu nearly slammed her head into the windshield.
