Inside the command post, a headlamp suspended from the ceiling cast swaying shadows across the damp rock walls. Xia Huai'an held a battle report between his slender fingers, his brow furrowed into a deep ravine. He tapped his fingertip unconsciously against the rough wooden table, producing a dull thudding sound.
"Your eldest brother still has some skill to him!" Xia Huai'an suddenly raised his head, his sharp gaze locking onto Wang Qingzhi. A half-smile curved the corner of his mouth. "No matter how my men try to lure him, he simply refuses to enter the mountains. He gives us no opportunity to wage guerrilla warfare."
Wang Qingzhi had been staring blankly at the headlamp in curiosity. Hearing Xia Huai'an's words, she straightened up.
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