Walking some distance, Yang Hua quietly nudged Geng Wei, whispering, "Look at that guy's face, hey, it's turned the color of pig liver from anger!"
Geng Wei had already noticed Captain Han's expression but kept a straight face, glaring at Yang Hua, "Stop blabbering nonsense! You grew up in the mountains, so why don't you go check the road ahead?"
Just as Geng Wei, who had served for years in coastal defense, was familiar with the seashore terrain, Yang Hua, having grown up in the mountains, was familiar with the mountain terrain and topography, allowing him to accurately judge the terrain and select a safer and quicker route.
Additionally, they didn't bring much food. They had dry rations during the forced march at noon, and would need to find dinner along the way.
Yang Hua agreed and walked ahead, grumbling as he left, "Captain Han's such a petty old man, I heard him jokingly call our company commander a woman, all wishy-washy when we set out!"
