The FEMA camp that had become General Wei’s headquarters was a hive of activity. Wei sat on the rooftop of the former high school, an umbrella shading him from the warm May sun. As he sipped a sweetened ice tea, Wei watched with approval as his own troops combined their efforts with the men under Lanigan’s command. Surprisingly, despite the language barrier, the groups were working together quite effectively. A handful of the Chinese U.N. troops were capable English translators. Their abilities enabled the two groups to work together in a relatively seamless fashion. None of the Americans spoke either Mandarin or Cantonese.