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

Xiaohu nodded, quickly pulled out his communicator, and relayed his instructions to Liu San. Qin Cang remained silent, walking silently at the front of the team, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. His mind kept replaying the battle scenes, the sudden appearance of the enemy, the split-second choices, and all the regrets that seemed to wash over him.

The team's pace gradually increased, and the surrounding forest gradually became clearer. Although the enemy's shadow no longer loomed, Qin Cang knew that the real danger had not yet passed. The retreat route ahead was becoming increasingly complicated, and an enemy counterattack was likely to come quickly. The team members' faces showed little fear, but Qin Cang knew that the uneasiness in their hearts was stronger than ever.

"Xiao Hu, help me observe the terrain ahead." Qin Cang spoke again. Although he was very clear that the team's retreat route would encounter some obstacles, he still wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble as much as possible through every detail.

"I understand." Xiaohu responded, his eyes quickly scanning the trees and hills ahead, as if looking for any possible clues.

Qin Cang waited quietly while Xiaohu quickly began directing the team members to speed up their advance. No one said anything, but silently followed the captain's pace, as precise as a machine, not daring to slack off for even a moment.

Yet, Qin Cang felt a lingering unease, a lingering unease that followed him like a shadow. He suddenly realized that this unease stemmed from his constant doubts about his own decisions. Every step he took felt like he was walking on a knife's edge, fearing that even the slightest deviation would lead to irreversible consequences.

"Captain, there's movement ahead." Xiaohu suddenly reminded in a low voice.

Qin Cang's eyes lit up, and he immediately stopped and lowered his voice: "The enemy is coming?"

Xiaohu didn't respond immediately, but glanced ahead sharply. "Not sure, but there are some unusual movements. We need to be more vigilant."

"Liu San, are you ready?" Qin Cang's voice was low and powerful, as if coming from the depths of his throat, with a hint of uncontrollable majesty.

Liu San stood beside Qin Cang, dressed in a simple battle robe, his face etched with determination and resoluteness. His gaze was resolute, as if he were ready to converse with death. Hearing Qin Cang's question, he didn't answer immediately, but nodded slightly, his eyes revealing an inexplicable confidence.

"The team is ready, Qin Cang." Liu San's voice was deep and powerful, with a calmness that came from a battle. "We're ready to go at any time."

Qin Cang said nothing more. He knew that Liu San's silence and confidence were the key to their success. As his deputy, Liu San had always performed brilliantly on the battlefield, his commanding abilities unparalleled. He was never easily shaken, and never made a wrong decision out of momentary fear. In Qin Cang's heart, Liu San was not only a trustworthy soldier, but also a leader capable of making decisive decisions in times of crisis.

"Okay." Qin Cang nodded gently and turned to look at the team behind him. Every soldier's face looked resolute, their eyes revealing a fearless determination. No matter how powerful the enemy ahead, no matter how dangerous the target of the raid, they had no reason to retreat.

As the night deepened, a tense atmosphere filled the air. Qin Cang took a deep breath, turned around and ordered Liu San: "Begin the operation."

As the order was given, the team silently began its movement. Each soldier moved with ghostly swiftness and unison, their steps light and their figures veiled in the night, seemingly blending into the silent darkness. Qin Cang led the team through the jungle, around cliffs, and effortlessly avoided any possible enemy patrol routes. The entire team's movements were remarkably coordinated, without a trace of chaos.

Qin Cang's heartbeat became unusually steady at this moment. He knew that only by staying calm in this most dangerous moment could he maximize every detail. The enemy was just ahead, and their mission was to break through the enemy's defenses and deliver a fatal blow.

Liu San was at the front of the team, his steps steady, his eyes fixed on the darkness ahead, as if every inch of land was firmly under his control. Suddenly, he stopped, turned around and whispered, "There are enemies ahead."

Qin Cang frowned slightly, his mind stirring. He quickly ordered the troops to stop, and quietly approached Liu San, asking in a low voice, "How many enemies are there?"

Liu San's eyes remained calm, piercing the darkness as if he could see everything in the distance. "About five people, a patrol. We can either bypass them or launch a direct assault."

Qin Cang pondered for a moment and decided to take the most direct approach. "A surprise attack."

"Yes." Liu San agreed and immediately ordered the team to split into two groups and quietly approach the enemy.

In the pitch-black darkness, the soldiers' movements were ghostly, light and swift. The enemy patrol was completely unaware of the approaching danger until they heard the faint sound of footsteps. By then, it was too late.

Suddenly, the first enemy fell, almost without a sound. Immediately afterwards, the second enemy followed suit. The moment the battle broke out, Qin Cang and Liu San attacked almost simultaneously. Qin Cang's sword pierced the night sky like lightning, piercing the enemy's throat with precision, while Liu San slashed at the enemy's neck with a swift and decisive blow.

In less than ten seconds, all five enemies fell to the ground, without even a warning. Qin Cang turned around and looked at Liu San, a glint of approval in his eyes: "Well done."

Liu San smiled slightly and whispered, "This is necessary, Captain."

Without stopping, the two quickly gathered their spoils and led the team onward. Although the enemy had been eliminated, this did not mean their mission was complete. The raid was only the beginning; the next battle would be the true test.

It was late at night, and moonlight shone through the clouds onto the earth, bringing a hint of chill. Under Qin Cang's command, the troops quietly approached the enemy camp. The camp ahead was brightly lit, and the soldiers sat around the campfire, seemingly unaware of anything unusual.

Qin Cang took a deep breath and whispered, "Liu San, get ready. We will surround them from both sides and divide them."

Liu San nodded and quickly split the team into two groups, silently advancing towards the two sides of the enemy camp. Qin Cang stood there, his heartbeat gradually accelerating, his eyes fixed on the enemy camp. He knew that once the action began, there would be no turning back.

"Start." Qin Cang ordered in a low voice.