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

Qin Cang took a deep breath, pulled out a smoke bomb, quickly unplugged the fuse, and hurled it in the direction of the enemy patrol. Smoke instantly filled the air, obscuring all vision and plunging the entire area into chaos. Qin Cang seized the opportunity to quickly advance to the other side of the enemy formation, providing cover.

But he knew it was only a temporary cover, and the enemy's reaction speed was far faster than they had anticipated. The noise gradually quieted down, and it was clear that the enemy had noticed the anomaly and was stepping up their deployment. Qin Cang knew that the success of this plan depended entirely on how they could complete the rescue before the enemy noticed.

"Hurry, cross this open space." Qin Cang ordered in a low voice, and the team moved silently, their eyes fixed on the front.

However, when they were halfway there, a sharp gunshot pierced the night sky, followed by more gunshots that poured down like a storm.

"The enemy has discovered us!" Xiaohu shouted quickly, "Commander, what should we do?"

Qin Cang's eyes flashed with determination, and his voice was low and calm: "Spread out and cover Liu San!"

The team immediately split into two groups, one continuing to advance towards Liu San, while the other launched a counterattack. The situation became even more complicated, as time seemed to have stood still. Every second of delay could completely change Liu San's fate. Qin Cang's heart grew increasingly impatient, yet he remained calm, understanding that a decision had to be made in an instant.

In that smoke-shrouded clearing, Qin Cang led his team through it like a fearless hunter. He never looked back, knowing that only by moving forward could he find hope for redemption. His hands tightly grasped his weapon, his steps firm.

"Xiao Hu, move forward!" Qin Cang shouted again, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

Xiaohu's eyes became sharper. He said no more, but just quickened his pace and followed Qin Cang closely.

They finally crossed the enemy lines and arrived outside the camp where Liu San was imprisoned. Qin Cang and Xiao Hu exchanged a glance, their hearts beating faster. Every second that followed could mean the difference between life and death.

Inside the camp, the lights were dim, and Liu San was locked in a corner. Although his hands were chained, he held his head high, his eyes gleaming with an unyielding spirit. It was a look that defied death and all odds, as if he were still standing on his battlefield, waiting for the horn to sound the charge again.

Qin Cang's heart sank slightly. He knew that what he was saving wasn't just Liu San, but a belief, the kind that wouldn't yield even in the face of death.

"Xiaohu, get ready." Qin Cang whispered.

Xiaohu nodded, his eyes determined.

Qin Cang's steps were steady and resolute. His heart surged with not only the urgency of the mission but also a familiar heaviness. He had spent countless nights on the battlefield, experiencing countless bloodshed and dangers, but each time, the moment of accelerated heartbeat was inevitable. This time, the fate of not only himself but also the entire team rested on his shoulders. He knew Liu San's character all too well. He was a man who never gave up, never bowed his head. He knew that if he failed to rescue Liu San, it would not only be the loss of a comrade, but also the collapse of the tacit understanding between them.

They were now nearing the enemy's core position, and a tense atmosphere permeated the air. The night deepened, the faint moonlight in the sky obscured by clouds, and the entire world seemed to be plunged into a silent darkness. Qin Cang's gaze traversed the dim night, and through the misty smoke, he could vaguely make out the outline of the enemy camp. He had never felt that he was fighting alone, but at this moment, an inexplicable sense of loneliness arose in his heart - almost every detail of this operation was closely related to him. If he failed, everyone would pay the price.

"Xiao Hu, follow closely." Qin Cang ordered in a low voice, pointing his finger at him to go around the path where the patrol team was known to have passed.

Xiaohu's expression remained calm, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead in the moonlight. He didn't object, but nodded gently, following Qin Cang's lead. The two men tacitly understood that time was their order. Every second could change Liu San's situation, and they had to rescue him before the enemy noticed.

Xiaohu stared intently ahead, his feet moving lightly. Qin Cang, on the other hand, was constantly aware of his surroundings, his mind brimming with premonition. Once that feeling arose, it was like thunder in the dark night, alerting him to the possibility of success. With every step, he mentally calculated the enemy's trajectory, and every tiny sound alerted him to the threat of a formidable threat. After all, they had been out of sight for quite some time, and the closer they got to their target, the greater the risk.

"Commander, the path behind the mountain is ahead." Xiaohu whispered, his eyes flickering slightly. "If we take this road, we should be able to avoid the enemy's main position."

Qin Cang was silent for a moment, looking at the narrow mountain path ahead. The ground was covered with weeds and shrubs, and the difficult climb made the path full of challenges. Their goal, however, lay at the other end of the path—a seemingly inconspicuous outskirts of a camp.

"Let's go." Qin Cang responded almost in a whisper, his voice filled with an unavoidable determination. He knew that if they took this small path, they could avoid the enemy's main force and quickly approach Liu San's prison.

This path seemed like the best way to bypass the enemy's defenses from behind the mountain, but in reality, it was more like a hidden blind spot. The narrow terrain and dense trees provided temporary concealment, but if ambushed, there would be almost no room for counterattack. Qin Cang felt a tinge of unease, but he chose to trust his instincts. He knew that in such a dangerous situation, only the most resolute actions could bring about the most unexpected results.

They cautiously set foot on the secluded mountain path. Their footsteps were muffled by the surrounding trees and the rustling of the wind. Though their steps were gentle, Qin Cang remained extremely alert. The surroundings were unusually quiet, as if even the wind was holding its breath. The air was filled with the scent of earth and vegetation, and the stillness of the night felt oppressive. Qin Cang's heart grew heavier, and the image of Liu San kept resonating in his mind. He imagined Liu San's current predicament, wondering if he was still struggling unyieldingly against the chains, if he still maintained that defiant expression.

"Xiao Hu." Qin Cang called in a low voice.

"Yes." Xiaohu answered immediately.