Wan nodded, trailing closely behind.
"Roger that, Captain, I'm moving forward immediately."
He held the map tightly, sweat having soaked through most of it.
Then, the two continued to move forward.
Meanwhile, on the opposite riverbank, Jiang An and Zhang Yean were also drenched in sweat.
Zhang Yean wiped the sweat off her face, a mix of dust leaving streaks of mud on her cheeks.
She panted heavily, looking at the equally disheveled Jiang An beside her.
"Junior brother, do you think by walking along the river like this, we'll be able to find the target?"
Jiang An glanced around; the once green river water had taken on a slight yellow hue, likely due to mud and sand.
Then he looked upstream, stretching and massaging his sore lower back.
"I looked at the map before we set off."
"According to the map's indicators, we're less than five kilometers away from the nearest sluice gate."
"Oh come on, less than five kilometers."
"Are you saying five kilometers isn't much?"
