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

He couldn't wait any longer. "Time waits for no one," he muttered to himself. In a desperate situation, he decided to adopt a more decisive strategy—lure the enemy, divert their attention, and then bypass this extremely dangerous area.

The surroundings were completely silent. Drawing on his years of experience, Qin Cang quickly analyzed the enemy's formation. Although the enemy was searching the surroundings, they clearly hadn't anticipated his swift reaction. It was this small oversight that gave him the opportunity to strike back.

"There's no rush."

Qin Cang kept reminding himself that staying calm was paramount. The enemy might have noticed his movements, but accurately locating him was difficult. In such a complex environment, the enemy's judgment would often be erroneous, especially in the absence of direct evidence. Qin Cang could exploit these errors and easily break through their encirclement.

He quietly fumbled with his backpack to remove a stone and gently threw it into an empty corner in front of him. The stone hit the ground with a slight sound and then rolled into the ruins in the distance. Qin Cang stared at the direction where the stone fell, almost holding his breath, waiting for the next reaction.

He knew that this sound was enough to attract the enemy's attention, but it was only a temporary guide. The next step was crucial - he had to quickly adjust his position before the enemy realized that something was wrong.

Sure enough, within a second, hurried footsteps could be heard in the distance, and several enemies scurried towards the direction where the rocks had fallen. Qin Cang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he glanced around calmly. He knew that the enemy couldn't have sent only a few people to scout, and the rest of the team was still waiting for their orders, especially the group lying in ambush in the dark.

"We must divert them at all costs." He made a quick decision, turned quickly, and made a silent detour in another direction. To ensure success, he slowed down his pace and created some traces that seemed to be a hasty retreat, making the enemy mistakenly think that he was fleeing somewhere else.

He moved very carefully, each step filled with precise calculations - he avoided leaving any footprints on the ground, and avoided making any noises among leaves and grass. He knew that if all went well, the enemy would quickly focus their efforts on searching for the "escape traces" he had left, and he could take the opportunity to bypass these dangerous areas and look for Liu San and Xiao Hu.

Filled with anxiety, Qin Cang kept asking himself as he moved, "What if the enemy doesn't take the bait?" The uneasiness and tension surged over him again. Although he was confident this trick would work, every second of waiting felt like dancing on the edge of a knife. He told himself, "I can't fail. I can't let them notice."

However, the further they walked, the more uneasy Qin Cang became. He began to wonder if he was taking too many risks, whether this would expose his whereabouts or allow the enemy to discover his whereabouts. But he knew that if he didn't make up his mind now, he would lose the initiative and be unable to save Liu San and Xiao Hu.

He kept adjusting his pace, his heartbeat quickening, his breathing becoming more rapid. In the dense jungle, the noises behind him faded further and further away, and every step he took seemed like a step forward into unknown danger. Even so, Qin Cang didn't stop. He had to find the right moment to break free from this encirclement.

After crossing a slightly wider open space, Qin Cang stopped. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; the enemy seemed to have been completely lured aside. He felt dizzy, the result of prolonged tension and physical exhaustion. But he didn't have time to pay attention to these things; he had to focus more.

"Liu San!"

A sudden thought made Qin Cang's nerves tense again. He knew that if he didn't find Liu San and Xiao Hu now, the rest of the operation would be completely meaningless. He slowed down his pace and began to observe the surrounding environment intently, looking for their possible hiding place.

Qin Cang's mind repeatedly recalled the appearance of Liu San and Xiao Hu. Liu San was calm, rational, and had strong judgment, but he was even more taciturn because he knew the cruelty of the battlefield. And Xiao Hu, the young man who had just entered the battlefield, although brave, was probably already exhausted in the face of this continuous life-and-death test.

Qin Cang whispered to himself: "Can they hold on? Will Liu San find a way to protect Xiaohu?"

He wasn't sure if he could find them again, but he knew that only by moving forward and getting out of this war-torn area could he see a glimmer of hope. At this moment, he had no way out.

Suddenly, a slight rustling sound came from the left. Qin Cang stopped abruptly and squatted quickly. The sound was extremely weak, but clearly audible. "Someone."

His heartbeat quickened, and Qin Cang quickly lowered himself to a pile of rubble. Relying on the dim light, he carefully observed his surroundings. Sure enough, not far away, several enemies were quietly moving through, unnoticed. Further away, Qin Cang discerned Liu San's back from the shadows.

"Found it." At this moment, Qin Cang almost forgot all his fatigue and anxiety. There was only one thought left in his mind - to find Liu San and ensure his safety.

However, the next few actions made Qin Cang's heart tighten. The enemy began to become extremely alert, as if they had noticed something was wrong. Qin Cang knew that he had to be more cautious in the next move - he couldn't let the enemy know their position, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted.

Following his command, Liu San silently leaped out, darting through the night like a ghost. Liu San was Qin Cang's most capable lieutenant, his tactical acumen and fighting spirit always earning the respect of his fellow soldiers. Now, leading a dozen men, he approached the enemy outpost like a hound, stealthily and silently.

Everyone in the team wore camouflage uniforms, their faces smeared with protective mud, making them almost unnoticeable. Their meticulous movements and tacit coordination made them seem one with the earth in the night. Qin Cang followed closely behind, fully aware of Liu San's abilities, but also aware that the success of today's mission depended not only on individual ability but also on overall coordination and precise judgment.

Liu San leaned down gently, approaching the enemy's outer defense line. A row of sentries ahead were walking, spaced not far apart. Some were squatting on rocks, some were leaning on simple wooden stakes, and they seemed a little relaxed. However, all this laxity did not mean they were not vigilant. Qin Cang knew that any carelessness would reveal their tracks.