Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

"Quick, cover me!" Li Yunlong shouted. Qin Cang looked for cover without hesitation, silently saying in his heart: "Don't let anyone get hurt!"

As the battle intensified, everything around him became blurry. Qin Cang tried to stay focused, pondering how to better cooperate with his comrades. He knew that only by working together could they break through the siege and embrace the dawn of victory.

"Old Qin, hurry up!" Monk Wei's urging voice rang in his ears. Qin Cang quickly adjusted his state and rushed towards his comrades. He felt an invisible force, as if his comrades' beliefs were inspiring him and pushing him forward.

"Take cover!" Li Yunlong's voice was like a battle horn. Qin Cang followed without hesitation, silently saying in his heart: "No matter how dangerous the front is, I will never retreat!"

As they gradually approached the enemy's position, the firepower became more and more intense, and Qin Cang's heart was filled with tension. He knew that life and death were in a split second. Only by remaining calm and focused could he fight side by side with his comrades and create their own victory.

"Are you all ready?" Li Yunlong's voice remained firm amid the clamor of battle. Qin Cang felt an invisible force, as if the beliefs of his comrades had gathered together to become their driving force for progress.

"We will never retreat!" Qin Cang responded loudly, his blood boiling. He knew that this battle was not only about survival, but also about the dignity and beliefs of each of them.

At this moment, artillery fire rang out again, and the deafening explosion blurred everything around him. Qin Cang's heart was pounding wildly, realizing that in this battle he would not only have to face the enemy, but also the fear in his heart.

"Quick, cover me!" Li Yunlong's command rang in his ears, instantly drawing Qin Cang's attention back to reality. He rushed forward without hesitation, silently saying in his heart: "For my comrades, I must survive!"

As the battle progressed, the enemy in front seemed to have noticed their movements and their firepower continued to increase. Qin Cang's palms began to sweat, but he knew that only unity could allow them to break through the siege.

"Old Qin, stay calm!" Monk Wei reminded him, his voice full of encouragement. Qin Cang nodded slightly, trying to adjust his state, knowing that only by facing it bravely could he win in this life-and-death battle.

"Prepare for a counterattack!" Li Yunlong gave the order again, and Qin Cang's fighting spirit instantly ignited. He fought side by side with his comrades and charged towards the enemy. His inner fear turned into fearless courage at this moment.

The tempo of battle intensified. Amidst the flames of the War of Resistance, Qin Cang trudged along the muddy road, each step weighing heavily on his shoulders. His gaze blazed, yet his heart churned with turmoil. The battle ahead would be a life-or-death struggle, and within him lay a mixture of love for his country and resignation to his fate.

"The enemy base is ahead. We must be careful." The captain's voice rang in his ears. Qin Cang nodded and silently said in his heart: "No matter what, I must avenge my family and my fellow villagers."

Working together, the warriors snaked their way through the jungle. The trees swayed gently in the breeze, as if silently praying for their actions. Qin Cang recalled the peaceful days of his childhood, when he and his friends chased and played in the fields. He could never have imagined a day like this would come. Today, peace is a distant memory, and the scene before him feels like a nightmare reality.

"Do you remember that time we caught rabbits?" teammate Xiao Li suddenly asked with a smile on his face. "I was only ten years old that day, and I ran faster than a rabbit!"

Qin Cang couldn't help but smile, yet a trace of bitterness lingered in his heart. Yes, that simple, happy boy was now shrouded in the shadow of war. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Li, silently praying in his heart, "I hope we can return alive, to those carefree days."

As the team advanced deeper, the air thickened with tension. Suddenly, a loud bang shattered the silence, and the surroundings instantly descended into chaos. Qin Cang's heart sank, realizing the enemy had discovered their tracks. He quickly lay down, his ears filled with the shouts of his teammates and the sound of gunfire.

"Cover! Cover!" the captain shouted. Qin Cang's heartbeat quickened, his palms sweating. He instinctively tightened his grip on his rifle, trying to suppress the fear deep within him. However, the brutality of the battle at this moment ruthlessly tore at his nerves. Every gunshot was a direct challenge to the fear deep within him.

"Don't be afraid, brothers! We must hold on!" The captain's voice came again, as if injecting courage into everyone. Qin Cang gritted his teeth and secretly encouraged himself: "Who is this for? For my family, or for my own beliefs?"

They began to fight back, and Qin Cang's heart was filled with mixed emotions. Bullets flew through the air, striking wood and soil with a terrifying reverberation. Facing the enemy's onslaught, Qin Cang closed his eyes, his mother's smiling face flashing through his mind, and an indescribable power surged within him. He remembered his mother's teachings: "No matter what difficulties you face, you must face them bravely, and only then will you find a way out."

These words were like an invisible thread, tightly connecting his heart to his resolve to fight. Opening his eyes, Qin Cang suddenly felt a surge of blood in his heart. He raised his rifle, decisively aimed at the enemy ahead, and pulled the trigger. Every shot was a challenge to fate and a counterattack against fear.

"Bring down suppressive fire! We cannot retreat!" The captain's command was like a drumbeat, inspiring every soldier. Qin Cang felt the strength of his comrades, and a strong belief rose in his heart, as if fighting was not just for survival, but also for faith and hope.

The gunfire continued, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder. With every aim, every shot, Qin Cang experienced the fragility and unwavering determination of life. His consciousness gradually cleared during the battle, his inner fear replaced by anger and responsibility. A burning fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, as if fighting for his beliefs would make him a fearless hero.

"Look! The enemy's retreating!" Xiao Li shouted excitedly, a hint of disbelief in his voice. Qin Cang's heart trembled, feeling the breath of victory, but also knowing that it was only temporary. He looked back at his teammates, and found that everyone's faces were filled with exhaustion and determination. He silently vowed in his heart: "No matter what, we must survive. We must not let these sacrifices go to waste."

As the enemy retreated, Qin Cang and his teammates breathed a sigh of relief, but this relief did not last long.