Hans went to another corner and retrieved a cloth prepared in advance. As he wiped the sweat away, his thoughts drifted away.
How's the survey process going now? He wondered. Will it take hours, or days?
Hans wished it was fast, but haste would result to waste. He did not want a poorly made design all because he opted for a quick establishment of his first FOB.
Let them handle their own business. They'll come back when they're ready.
He picked up his backpack and retrieved the water container inside.
Several groups of blue markers remained clustered near the routes toward Westgate. The two Guardian APCs were stationary, while the infantry markers moved between the surrounding structures.
They had already progressed farther than before.
No large concentration of infected approached them.
Hans relaxed slightly.
At least that side was proceeding well.
Hans kept the Radar open as he drank. His eyes moved past the survey force, following the map farther north.
