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

"Xiao Hu, don't go too far." Liu San said in a low voice. Although his words were short, his tone was full of seriousness.

Xiaohu nodded, a youthful vigor in his eyes. Though young, he had already weathered numerous life-or-death trials and possessed a formidable mental fortitude. At that moment, the image of Qin Cang, the always thoughtful and considerate captain who cared deeply about his teammates, emerged in his mind. Although Liu San had never directly addressed this to him, Xiaohu knew he had always been Qin Cang's right-hand man. This, however, seemed like the first time he truly felt the responsibility he carried.

"Captain, the frequency of enemy patrols seems to have increased." Xiaohu whispered, with a hint of worry in his tone.

"Indeed, the enemy's vigilance has increased. We must be careful." Liu San narrowed his eyes, his fingers gently stroking the dagger in his hand. "However, this is a good time for us to approach the enemy's core."

His thoughts suddenly became clearer. The enemy's defenses seemed impenetrable, but a closer look revealed their tactics were imperfect. Liu San, drawing on experience, knew that most of the enemy's psychological defenses were far more fragile than they appeared. Capitalizing on this, he and Xiaohu could find a way to break through and strike quickly.

However, just as they were approaching the enemy's command center, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from a distance, shattering the tranquility of the night. Liu San suddenly grabbed Xiao Hu and pulled him into the bushes nearby. They held their breath and tried to blend into the darkness.

Xiaohu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he could feel the blood coursing through his body. Despite countless training sessions, the tension at this moment was still beyond his control. The enemy's footsteps were getting closer and closer, each one like a heavy hammer, weighing down their breath.

"Keep calm." Liu San reminded him in a low voice, his voice almost disappearing in the air in the silent night.

A few seconds later, the enemy finally passed through the edge of their sight, and they barely noticed the two men lurking in the dark. Liu San and Xiao Hu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but they still didn't move immediately. Liu San stared at the enemy's back, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Qin Cang quickened his pace. The darkness before him was like an invisible net, ready to swallow him at any moment. But he remained resolute, his mind resonating with the images of his teammates, especially Liu San and Xiao Hu. Every action, every decision, felt like a gamble of his life. He barely had a moment of peace. Every step felt heavy, but he knew this was his only option.

The team had gradually separated, and he instructed everyone to hide in the darkness as much as possible and move as quietly as possible. The solemn atmosphere made every deep breath oppressive. He knew that this was not only for his own survival, but also for the brothers who fought alongside him.

However, he couldn't get rid of his worries about Liu San and Xiao Hu. Qin Cang had fought with Liu San countless times before, and he knew Liu San's abilities very well. He knew that Liu San would never act rashly, but this time, Liu San and Xiao Hu took action in advance, which obviously meant that something unexpected had happened.

"If something happens to them..." Qin Cang thought silently, and suddenly his heart tightened. His eyes became sharper, as if he could see through everything in the darkness.

Suddenly, there were footsteps approaching from behind. It was his team member.

"Captain, are you okay?" the team member asked in a low and cautious voice, afraid of breaking the silence.

Qin Cang slowly turned his head, forced a smile, and gestured for him to continue forward. Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was still restless. The team members' eyes seemed to reveal the hidden anxiety in his heart.

"Xiao Hu, bring some dry food." Qin Cang ordered in a low voice, his voice revealing a hint of urgency.

He knew this battle wouldn't last long. Even if they found a breakthrough in the darkness, they couldn't predict how complex the situation would be. Food and fodder were their lifeline; a lack of supplies and logistical deficiencies would directly impact the team's combat effectiveness. Xiaohu, Liu San's capable assistant, though young, always silently carried out every order, never showing any signs of uneasiness.

Xiaohu nodded quickly after hearing the order and swiftly took out his rations and water bottle from his backpack. "Captain, are you sure you want to bring so much?" he asked, his voice full of doubt.

"Take it with you. Everything must be prepared." Qin Cang's answer was brief, powerful, and firm. He didn't say anything more, but just glanced around again and motioned for the team members to continue forward.

Without further questioning, Xiao Hu quickly packed his backpack and looked up at the darkness around him. Under the silent night sky, he could feel his blood still coursing rapidly, but a voice in his mind kept echoing: the team led by Qin Cang would never fail so easily.

"Captain, how are Liu San and the others doing now?" Xiaohu asked in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

Qin Cang's steps paused slightly, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He knew Xiao Hu's problem was not simple, and he understood his anxiety. "I don't know." He spoke slowly, his tone heavy. "But we have to trust Liu San. He knows how to deal with it."

However, Qin Cang's heart wasn't as relaxed as he'd let on. He remembered every command Liu San had given him, every precise and decisive battle. Liu San remained calm at all times, and Xiao Hu, despite his youth, displayed extraordinary courage and decisiveness in his actions. These two young men, regardless of any difficulty, were always able to react quickly, giving Qin Cang great confidence.

But at this moment, Qin Cang couldn't erase the deep worry in his heart - would something happen to them? Would Liu San fall into unnecessary danger by acting prematurely? And was Xiaohu, the young man, ready to face all this?

"Captain, do we have to wait a little longer?" A team member suddenly stopped and spoke in a low voice, obviously worried about the safety of the team.

"There's no time to wait." Qin Cang's voice was as cold as steel. "Keep moving forward."

He knew that delaying would only give the enemy more opportunities. He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with an unspoken determination. No matter what, they had to keep moving forward until they found Liu San and Xiao Hu.

As their pace grew faster, the air became increasingly oppressive, as if oppressed by some irresistible force.