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

Qin Cang's body tilted instantly, dodging a flying bullet, and at the same time quickly adjusted his direction, bypassing the enemy and gradually speeding up his run. He knew that he had to attract the enemy's attention as soon as possible to buy more time for Xiaohu and Liu San.

"Xiao Hu, go!" Qin Cang almost growled out these words, his voice filled with urgency and command.

Qin Cang's heartbeat was still rapid. Although he was accustomed to danger and unexpected situations, the situation now was more urgent than ever. The sound of gunfire echoed in the woods, and the air was filled with a sense of anxiety. He quickly hid behind a large tree. Under the cover of the tree, he took a deep breath and tried to remain calm.

"Xiao Hu, do you hear that?" Qin Cang called softly, his voice a little hurried. His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, trying to find the next opportunity.

However, the uneasy thought in his heart still lingered. Liu San's injuries were getting worse. If they didn't contact him quickly, their plan would be completely ruined. Qin Cang's thoughts were in a mess. He knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

"Xiao Hu, have you found Liu San's signal?" Qin Cang asked again, with obvious anxiety in his voice.

Xiaohu's voice came, tinged with obvious uneasiness. "No, sir, our communications are being jammed. It could be the enemy doing something." He carefully observed his surroundings, searching for a place where he could transmit a signal. "I'll look around. There might be a channel that can get us in touch."

Qin Cang nodded, but his heart was still heavy. "Xiao Hu, don't act rashly. Be cautious with every step. You have to understand that Liu San's condition is already very bad. If we delay any longer, it may be too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Cang suddenly felt the tension in the air around him rise sharply. The oppressive feeling was like a chill under the night sky, gradually approaching. He clenched his hands into fists, and almost subconsciously made a prediction in his mind - it was an intuition, every nerve in his body warning him that danger was approaching.

He quickly lowered himself to the ground, secretly slowing his breathing. The noises around him gradually intensified. It seemed that the enemy had not only locked onto his position, but had also begun an ambush, attempting to surround him from all angles.

"Damn it!" Qin Cang cursed inwardly, his face changing slightly. The enemy had already noticed his position and quickly adopted a tactic of encirclement. It seemed that this battle was far more complicated than he had expected. A heavy anxiety rose in his heart, but he remained unwavering. He knew that the most important thing was to remain calm.

"Xiao Hu, hide quickly and don't let them find you." Qin Cang lowered his voice and whispered the order. "Give me some time. I'll go and draw the enemy's fire."

Xiaohu's heart couldn't help but tighten, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. "Sir, this is too dangerous."

"This is our only chance. Listen to me." Qin Cang's voice was firm. "If we don't make a decision, this situation will get completely out of control."

Xiaohu gritted his teeth, knowing he had no other choice. "I understand," he said, and immediately crouched down, as close to the ground as possible, hiding in a pile of bushes. Although he was still filled with uneasiness and anxiety, he knew he couldn't delay any longer.

Qin Cang turned and quickly entered the depths of the surrounding woods. He felt pressure from all directions, the enemy gradually closing in on him from various paths. The battle was becoming increasingly complex, and he had to make a choice and take action in the shortest possible time. He knew best that his actions would determine the life or death of the entire team.

The sound of enemy footsteps drew closer, and Qin Cang could sense that everything around him was quietly changing. At this point, all choices became difficult, and every breath felt like a test on the battlefield. Finally, he decided to take a risk and quickly crossed from behind a tree into a relatively open area to divert the enemy's attention.

"Plop!" Suddenly, there was a sound behind him, like the sound of trees breaking. Qin Cang turned around abruptly, his eyes sharp as a knife, and quickly determined that the movement behind him might be an enemy attack. At that moment, time seemed to stop, and his body involuntarily leaped forward, using a low branch for leverage to quickly avoid the attack.

"Do you think you can escape?" An enemy's voice sounded in Qin Cang's ears. The man seemed to have noticed Qin Cang's movements long ago. He suddenly jumped out from the side and pointed the muzzle of the gun towards Qin Cang.

"boom!"

A gunshot pierced the silent air. The bullet grazed Qin Cang's shoulder, sending a gust of wind whistling through his chest. Qin Cang jerked sideways, narrowly avoiding the shot. His heart pounded violently, but he remained calm, quickly searching for a position to strike back.

His eyes scanned the surroundings, trying to capture every change in the enemy's position. At this moment, he suddenly felt a strange aura coming from behind, as if some invisible pressure was approaching him.

"Xiao Hu!" Qin Cang almost gritted his teeth and uttered his name in a low and urgent voice. "The enemy has surrounded us. You must act immediately and retreat quickly."

However, to Qin Cang's dismay, he received no response. All around him was a dead silence, the air frozen. A rising fear in his heart made him realize instantly that the situation might not be as simple as he had imagined. The enemy's encirclement tightened, his heartbeat quickened, and cold sweat streamed down his back. Xiaohu's lack of response meant they might have lost contact.

Qin Cang's face suddenly turned pale. He gritted his teeth, feeling a surge of self-blame. Without Xiaohu's reaction, he could barely grasp the full scope of the situation. He knew he had to be decisive at this point. If they couldn't break through the enemy's encirclement, they wouldn't just face failure, but a life-or-death situation.

"Xiao Hu, respond to me quickly! Respond to me!" Qin Cang shouted hurriedly, but there was still no response.

The enemy's movements became more pronounced, as if they were waiting for a final chance to completely defeat him and his teammates. Qin Cang's heart was filled with anxiety, but he knew he couldn't let this fear control him. He stared at his surroundings, as if even the sound of the wind could alert him.

Qin Cang held his breath, his ears were unusually sharp in this silent forest.