Fang Huai spread out the blueprints and felt a swell of pride when he saw all the leadership's undivided attention.
It has to be the Firefighting Corps.
In any other Troops, unless he had managed to rub his hands and create a nuclear bomb, he couldn't possibly get all these leaders to gather around and listen to him so intently.
"Leadership, I just had someone find a worker who worked at this mine last year. After comparing it with the terrain, I found that this old blueprint is still useful."
Fang Huai, seizing initiative, caused the leaders to lean in even closer.
"The main and secondary entrances on the map have indeed changed location, but that worker said there's a drainage outlet used to discharge the mine's groundwater, which is still in operation, right here!"
As Fang Huai spoke, he tapped a section of the blueprints twice.
