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

Despite this, he knew this wasn't the time to let his emotions run wild. At this critical juncture of life and death, all emotion and hesitation had to be transformed into action and decision. "I can't give up. No matter what, I have to get them out." Qin Cang's lips were pursed, his gaze as hard as steel, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He rose quietly and moved forward silently, his pace gradually increasing. With each step, he carefully concealed his movements, not daring to make a single sound. He quickly crossed the ruins and reached a more secluded corner, quickly scanning his surroundings to ensure he hadn't been exposed.

"The enemy is getting closer and closer. How long can Liu San endure this?" Qin Cang secretly calculated, the question lingering in his mind. The enemy search team was getting closer, forcing him to be more vigilant. If the enemy decided to thoroughly search this ruin, his situation would become even more difficult.

Qin Cang was already beginning to feel a hint of fatigue. Although he didn't show it, the intense days of activity had left him feeling somewhat exhausted. He gritted his teeth, suppressing the fatigue, his mind constantly flashing back to Liu San and Xiao Hu. They were his only concern at the moment, the only motivation he needed to keep pushing forward.

But he also knew that this wasn't a long-term solution. If he didn't replenish his energy in time, not only would he slow down, he might even miss the best opportunity. Qin Cang stopped and pulled out the few remaining supplies from his backpack. The intense combat life had accustomed him to conserving food and water. These compressed biscuits had become increasingly hard, and every bite made his mouth hurt, but he had no choice but to force himself to swallow.

"It's just a compressed biscuit. Swallow it and I can walk a little further," he told himself. However, the dryness and bitterness of the biscuit in his throat were almost unbearable. Each bite felt like iron filings, and his dry throat felt like it was being torn apart. But he still didn't dare to stop. He gritted his teeth, forced himself to swallow, and prepared to continue on his way.

Qin Cang clearly remembered that when he set out that day, all the supplies and materials he had brought with him were almost exhausted. Although everyone in the team strictly controlled the consumption of materials, the shortage of materials had become an undeniable reality during the operation over the past few days. Even water was becoming increasingly scarce. Whenever he felt thirsty, he would always force himself to endure it, telling himself: "This is only temporary. If I survive, I will have a chance to find water."

However, he knew deep down that simple foods like compressed biscuits and water could temporarily alleviate hunger, but they didn't just provide a fleeting feeling of satisfying physical needs. Instead, they brought on a sense of heaviness and fatigue. Even with supplements, it would still be difficult for the body to recover to its peak condition. Furthermore, what he needed most right now wasn't just these physical supplements.

"enemy."

Qin Cang's brow furrowed in alarm. The fatigue that had just washed over him had nearly made him lose his guard. He knew the enemy was still searching, vigilant. He glanced down at his equipment, rechecking the location of his guns and knives. He tightened his backpack and continued toward his target. With every step, he battled with himself: Would he be able to find Liu San and Xiao Hu? Where were they now? Could they hold out?

He couldn't help but reflect on these questions. Although he told himself to persevere, he couldn't help but worry. The risks of this journey were too great. Relying solely on his own, he thought it was impossible to break through the enemy's encirclement and bring the two of them safely. But he knew that only by continuing to move forward could he see hope.

With each step, Qin Cang silently calculated the distance between himself and the enemy. With barely a moment to pause, his mind was filled with numbers and calculations, judging when to take this path, when to bypass that obstacle. Every step was carefully considered, every turn, every retreat, like a brush with death.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the ruins before him began to blur. The surrounding buildings gradually became fewer, replaced by a vast expanse of grass-covered open space. Qin Cang slowed his pace, his eyes becoming more alert as he began to scan the surroundings, searching for a place to temporarily hide. There weren't many buildings to hide in, not even a single intact wall, but he remained calm, observing his surroundings without haste.

At that moment, his ears caught a faint sound. It was like the sliding of gravel in the distance, as if someone was moving nearby. Qin Cang quickly crouched down, his eyes nervously scanning the open space around him. He couldn't be sure if the enemy had noticed his presence, but the sound seemed to be getting closer, making his heart beat faster.

He forced himself not to consider those terrible possibilities, his eyes fixed on a small hill in front of him, where he had planned to hide. Qin Cang knew that he had to make a quick judgment and seize any opportunity that could bring him temporary safety.

As the footsteps approached, Qin Cang had already made up his mind. He quickly moved towards the hillside, avoiding any paths that might expose him. As his body gradually approached the hillside, the figures of Liu San and Xiao Hu appeared in his mind again. "They should be well hidden by now, there should be no problem."

However, Qin Cang's heart remained unruffled. He knew that while Liu San was calm, any careless movement in such a dangerous situation could expose his position. As for Xiao Hu, the young boy, his endurance had not yet been fully tested. For him, the brutality of battle was far more challenging than he had imagined, and any unexpected event would fill him with deep fear.

Qin Cang took another deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that at this moment there was only one thing that could help them get out of the predicament - find them in time and take them away from the enemy's pursuit.

He found a suitable shelter and paused there, silently waiting for the enemy to gradually retreat. At this moment, a quiet tension filled the air, as if even breathing was afraid to be loud. Qin Cang's heartbeat became unusually clear at this moment, and his eyes became sharper, locking onto every movement around him like a cheetah.

His ears caught some vague sounds, which seemed to be the whispers of a soldier. Although the sound was not loud, it was enough to alert Qin Cang. He held his breath and concentrated his mind, trying to hide his figure as much as possible, while also maintaining sufficient vigilance, ready to deal with any situation that might occur.