For ordinary people, carrying a radio is as heavy as a big backpack on their backs, but for Duanmu Huai, strapping it to his waist turns it into a fanny pack, not taking up any space at all. Of course, just to be safe, he also took a medical kit. This way, if any of the workers have any external injuries, they can easily be treated on the spot.
The mayor originally intended to give Duanmu Huai a hunting rifle for protection, but Duanmu Huai flatly refused. He knows his own abilities well enough to know that his shooting skills would more likely hit his own people than any wild beasts. So, Duanmu Huai decisively declined the embarrassment of carrying a rifle and instead chose a—ahem, there was no war hammer available, so he settled for a military shovel.
Considering he's headed into the mountains, he might as well pretend to be part of the Krieg Death Corps.
But just as Duanmu Huai was ready to head into the mountains...
"What do you mean by this?"
