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

When the screen was finally complete, Qin Cang stood up and slowly inspected the surrounding concealment. Branches, weeds, leaves—everything was cleverly integrated into it, interwoven with each other to form an almost imperceptible barrier. He nodded with satisfaction, turned back, and whispered to the team members, "The position is excellent. Everyone, remain quiet and don't make any noise."

Every team member nodded nervously and quickly took cover. Xiaohu's face still showed a hint of anxiety, clearly still struggling to fully adjust to all the changes. But he remained silent, simply lowering his head, his hands tightly gripping the hilt of his knife, his gaze fixed firmly ahead, ready to respond to any situation.

Qin Cang crouched quietly, clinging to the screen, his eyes narrowed slightly as he calmly observed his surroundings. His thoughts swirled, each passing second a dance on the edge of a knife. The enemy drew closer, and every vibration in the air became extremely sensitive. Qin Cang could clearly sense that the enemy had entered their encirclement, and every moment of concealment they took determined whether they could gain the upper hand in the ensuing situation.

However, during this brief silence, Qin Cang couldn't help but reflect—could all this concealment conceal their presence? Had the enemy already discovered their tracks? He knew that if the enemy's strategy adjusted, their cover would no longer be meaningful. Every action, every decision, would bring unforeseen consequences.

Xiao Hu was still nervous, not daring to take his eyes off Qin Cang. He knew the captain had never been so tense before, and the oppressive atmosphere in the air made him feel a little breathless. Qin Cang's eyes seemed to remind him that they could face a real test at any time.

"Patience." Qin Cang silently reminded himself in his heart. All plans are based on patience. All hiding, all waiting, will eventually be exchanged for an unexpected counterattack.

Qin Cang stood by the screen, his heart no longer at peace. His eyes were still fixed on his surroundings, his mind constantly spinning with every possible scenario, considering every enemy movement. The current situation was much more complicated than he had anticipated. He had originally thought that the enemy's encirclement would leave some room for maneuver, but from the faint aura he sensed, it seemed that the enemy had begun to closely adjust their formation, preparing for a full-scale operation.

He took a deep breath, slowly crouched down, and ran his fingertips over the weeds on the ground, as if searching for a useful clue. This quiet environment didn't make Qin Cang feel relaxed at all, but instead made him even more nervous. Every move he made could determine whether they could survive the impending storm.

"Xiao Hu," Qin Cang suddenly whispered, a flicker of determination in his eyes. He turned around, his gaze fixed on Xiao Hu, a hint of fatigue in his deep eyes. The situation before him made him dare not relax even a little, and even his inner composure began to be tested.

"Captain, what else do you need?" Xiao Hu immediately looked up, his eyes slightly anxious, but more so with unconditional trust in Qin Cang. Whenever he felt confused or lost, the captain always gave him rational guidance, restoring his confidence.

Qin Cang frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Hu, go around and contact Liu San. Tell him to stick to the original plan, stay alert, and don't act rashly."

After hearing this, Xiaohu unconsciously showed a hint of hesitation on his face. He was about to speak, but Qin Cang had already noticed his hesitation.

"What's the problem?" Qin Cang's eyes turned, and although his tone was calm, there was an invisible pressure.

Xiaohu lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then finally spoke: "Captain, I know we need to stay hidden, but Liu San now... can we really trust him? He was..." Before he finished speaking, Xiaohu's tone already sounded a little uncertain, and the confusion and worry in his eyes could not be concealed.

Qin Cang's eyes flickered slightly, his deep gaze never leaving Xiao Hu. "I know what you're worried about," he said calmly, "but at this moment, we need everyone to remain calm. I trust Liu San; he understands the current situation and can handle his responsibilities."

Xiaohu's expression was still complicated, but in the end, he nodded and said through gritted teeth: "Okay, I understand."

"Go." Qin Cang's voice was low and firm again, his eyes fixed on Xiaohu's back. When Xiaohu turned around and prepared to leave, Qin Cang felt a little uneasy in his heart again. This uneasiness did not come from the approaching enemy, but from his dependence on Liu San. He knew that Liu San could not be ignored, but there was often a lack of sufficient trust in the team - this was a long-standing hidden danger. Every time faced with a major decision, Qin Cang had to weigh the reliability of each team member. Whether Liu San could really stand by them, whether he could show the necessary calmness and wisdom at this moment, remained an unknown.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner anxiety. At this moment, any distracting thoughts might cause him to lose control of the situation.

Xiaohu quickly disappeared into the shadows of the woods, while Qin Cang remained where he was, his gaze gradually focused. He could sense the growing tension around him, and the slightest sway of a leaf ignited his nerves. The enemy's tracks were approaching, and there was no time to wait. Only after receiving news from Xiaohu and Liu San could they decide their next move.

The sound of wind and faint movements began to intertwine in the branches. Qin Cang frowned, instantly sensing a lurking danger approaching them—a sense of danger that made his scalp tingle. The enemy was no longer hiding; their presence was becoming increasingly clear. Every step closer meant the possibility of discovery.

However, at this moment, Qin Cang's eyes remained calm, and he had already formed a rough plan in his mind. If he failed in this contest, the consequences would be disastrous. But if he succeeded, then the next moment would be their chance to turn the tables.

He didn't allow himself any hesitation. All decisions had to be made quickly and decisively, without any delay. Even though he felt extremely uneasy at the moment, he still had to remain rational.

Suddenly, a slight rustling sound came from the distant woods. Qin Cang's heart leaped, and he instinctively leaned forward slightly, his gaze locked on the direction of the sound. It was the enemy, approaching! He immediately held his breath, his eyes carefully observing the trees, trying to detect any possible abnormality. In an instant, everything around him seemed to fall into silence, the air frozen, and even he almost forgot to breathe.