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

"Xiaohu, stop first." He reminded in a low voice. Xiaohu reacted immediately and the footsteps disappeared without a trace.

Qin Cang clung to a large tree, his eyes fixed on the patrolman ahead. The man seemed oblivious to anything unusual, continuing to walk hurriedly with his head lowered. Qin Cang could clearly hear the soft thump of his footsteps on the dead leaves. It was the rhythm of the enemy's steps, as if echoing his own heartbeat.

The team silently pressed down on every inch of land, motionless. The patrolman's figure gradually moved further and further away, finally disappearing from sight. Qin Cang almost held his breath, and only relaxed slightly after confirming that he was completely out of sight.

"Xiaohu, continue." Qin Cang said in a low voice.

Without hesitation, Xiaohu nodded silently and continued to lead the team forward. Every step he took was extremely cautious, as if he were walking in an extremely dangerous place, where he could step on a landmine at any moment. Every place was a trap; every step was a life-or-death decision.

"Commander, we're almost at the camp ahead." Xiaohu reminded quietly.

Qin Cang nodded, his gaze still as sharp as a hawk's, but his heartbeat gradually quickened. Finally, they stood at the outskirts of the camp, only a hundred meters or so away from where Liu San was imprisoned. The air grew increasingly tense, as if swallowing all the surrounding sounds, and all his senses became unusually sharp.

"Look carefully at the surrounding terrain." Qin Cang whispered and pointed to a sentry post not far away.

Xiaohu narrowed his eyes, scanned the area, and then whispered, "Those sentries are positioned in a very regular pattern, changing shifts every ten minutes. If we can enter during this gap, our chances of success will be much greater."

"Ten minutes," Qin Cang repeated. At this moment, every thought he had was becoming incredibly precise, as if a meticulous map had been mapped out in his mind. His gaze was focused, and his fingertips were turning slightly white.

"Continue to monitor and wait for the opportunity." Qin Cang said slowly, his voice calm, but filled with unquestionable determination.

The team maintained absolute silence. Standing at the edge of camp, their heartbeats gradually synchronized, their breathing becoming steady and rhythmic. Time seemed to stretch, the stillness of the night swallowing up all sound, leaving only a subtle understanding and tense nerves between them.

Qin Cang clung to the tree, his eyes fixed on the movements in the camp ahead. His heartbeat was rapid, almost uncontrollable. Tonight, he felt as if he were caught in an endless vortex, everything around him forcing him to make a difficult choice. He knew that time was everything for them, and Liu San's fate was closely tied to their decision at this moment.

The air around him seemed to grow heavier, every breath stifled. Every tiny sound became extraordinarily sharp, making Qin Cang feel as if his nerves were being stretched to the breaking point. He gently closed his eyes, trying to calm himself, but his heart was like a raging wave, churning endlessly.

"Xiao Hu." He suddenly called out in a low voice, his eyes shifting away from the camp and turning to Xiao Hu beside him.

"Xiao Hu?" Qin Cang's voice carried a subtle hint of urgency. He saw that Xiao Hu was still staring nervously ahead, and didn't seem to notice that he had called him.

Xiaohu came back to his senses and was slightly startled before he replied in a low voice, "Yes, Commander."

"Did you see that?" Qin Cang asked in a low voice, pointing to a few sentries not far ahead. His eyes were sharp, but his tone was surprisingly calm. "The time between each patrol member's steps has been shortened from ten minutes to eight minutes."

Xiaohu's brow furrowed slightly, his eyes growing alert. "Yes, Commander." He glanced around quickly, his heartbeat quickening. "They're getting more nervous."

Qin Cang didn't answer. He silently watched the actions of the sentries, feeling a heavy feeling in his heart. The situation had become even more difficult.

The eight-minute patrol interval meant their next move would be under immense pressure. Every step felt like walking on a knife's edge; the slightest misstep would expose them to the enemy's sight. He glanced at Xiaohu, sensing the tension and anxiety in his eyes. That deep unease made him waver.

"Commander, what should we do?" Xiaohu lowered his voice, a hint of doubt on his face. "Can we really succeed if we act rashly like this?"

At this moment, Qin Cang's eyes grew even more silent. He didn't answer immediately, but instead turned his gaze to the surroundings. The woods, the hidden rocks, the hidden path that had been almost overlooked by the enemy... All his thoughts began to race through his mind.

He knew Xiaohu's words made sense. The enemy was in an extremely tense situation, a fact they couldn't ignore. At this moment, everything seemed to be on the cusp of a storm, and a single push could trigger an unmanageable disaster. Qin Cang took a deep breath and calmly placed all the choices on himself.

"We can't wait any longer." Qin Cang finally spoke, his tone revealing an inevitable determination. "Liu San's condition probably won't allow us to waste any more time."

He raised his head, his eyes as firm as steel. "Listen, Xiaohu, we don't have many options left. From now on, we either break through or give up. Every second of delay may mean he will never escape this hell."

Xiaohu's heart surged as he heard these words. He no longer hesitated and nodded, his eyes filled with determination. "I understand, Commander."

"Okay." Qin Cang let out a sigh. He also knew the weight of this decision.

Every second that followed was incredibly tense. They had to enter the camp during the enemy's shift change and locate Liu San. Any mistake or omission could completely expose their whereabouts, and all their efforts would be wasted.

"Go." Qin Cang whispered the order again, without any hesitation in his tone.

The team set out silently, each one like an arrow lurking in the darkness, ready to unleash deadly force at any moment. Qin Cang's heart grew heavier, but he knew he had to keep moving forward. At this moment, he could no longer tolerate hesitation and uncertainty. The camp before them was like a precipitous mountain. Climb it, and they would see the light. Failure would leave them trapped in darkness forever.

"Xiaohu, pay attention. In three minutes, start bypassing the first sentry post." Qin Cang whispered instructions, his eyes locked on the patrolling enemies. Every movement and every look were deeply imprinted in his mind.