I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

The next morning, at the training ground.

Chen Zheng held a dry twig in his hand, bent over, and slowly drew a circle about two meters in diameter on the ground.

He then straightened up, tossed the branch aside, and stepped into the circle with his thermos.

"Let's play a game."

Chen Zheng looked at the six female soldiers lined up in front of him and said with a smile.

"Within seven days, any one of you, or even all of you together, can get me out of this mess."

"Even if we miss the mark by a heel, I'll cancel the rest of the grueling training, give everyone a three-day holiday, and provide them with the same food we'd eat during the Lunar New Year."

"But what if they can't get me out of bounds..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was self-evident.

But clearly, it failed to scare the crowd.

The moment the words "three-day holiday" were spoken, the female soldiers immediately perked up.

Even the drowsy Shen Doudou suddenly opened her eyes and let out a low growl.

But soon, everyone calmed down.

No one dared to make a move.

Their reflections over this period of time have made them realize just how terrifying this always-smiling man can be.

His unreasonable marksmanship and the strength to swing Zhao Lei away with one hand both indicate that he is not a normal person.

Just as the female soldiers hesitated and exchanged glances.

A series of heavy footsteps came from outside the training field.

It's the Fierce Tiger Company, who just finished a 5-kilometer armed cross-country run.

The group of male soldiers, all covered in sweat, stopped as they passed by the field.

"salute!"

Zhao Lei, who was leading the way, shouted loudly, and the male soldiers behind him all stood up straight and saluted.

This was a bet made a long time ago, before the Tigers lost to Mulan for the first time.

But after they finished saluting obediently, they resumed their daily routine.

"Hey, isn't that Mulan?"

Several male soldiers looked at Chen Zheng in the circle, then at the female soldiers who were standing in the circle but dared not move, and burst into laughter.

"What are you doing? Drawing a circle to curse me?"

"It looks like a game of 'eagle catching chicks,' something we played when we were kids."

"Female soldiers are so delicate, we wouldn't even dare to touch them. If they were on the battlefield, would we have to draw a circle around them first to beg the enemy not to come in?"

The ear-piercing laughter echoed across the training field.

Chen Zheng didn't say anything, still keeping his hands in his pockets.

But Guo Huaiying, who was standing at the very front, suddenly clenched her fists.

She is a very down-to-earth person.

She hesitated.

Talking about Mulan? No way!

"roar!"

A furious roar rang out.

Guo Huaiying's eyes were bloodshot, and she recklessly charged towards Chen Zheng in the circle.

"I refuse to believe I can't break you!"

She put all her strength on her shoulders and aimed at Chen Zheng's chest.

This time, even a wall would collapse.

The surrounding laughter stopped instantly, and the male soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Company stared wide-eyed.

Is this girl really that fierce?

However, Chen Zheng, who was in the industry, didn't even take his hands out of his pockets.

He simply straightened his chest slightly, his eyes calm, and took the impact quite casually.

boom!

next second.

A figure was sent flying backward.

It's not Chen Zheng.

Guo Huaiying felt as if she had crashed into a wall, and a huge recoil force spread from her shoulder throughout her body.

She stumbled back five or six steps, slipped, and fell on her bottom into a mud puddle, getting covered in mud.

Within the industry.

Chen Zheng's feet remained completely still.

He remained standing there, hands in his pockets, the goji berry water in his thermos barely even stirred.

After a brief silence, shrill laughter suddenly erupted from the training field.

"Hahaha! Oh no, I can't take it anymore!"

The male soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Company laughed so hard they almost fell over, pointing at Guo Huaiying in the mud pit.

"You scared me to death! You were really shouting."

"And the result? That's it?"

A male soldier, wiping away tears of laughter, loudly mocked, "That's what you call all bark and no bite! Looks impressive, but it'll be flying through the air first when it crashes into you!"

"Is this the power of female soldiers? Aren't they afraid of getting the instructors' clothes dirty?"

These sarcastic remarks were particularly grating to the Mulan team members.

Guo Huaiying sat in the mud, her face flushed a deep purplish-red, her fists clenched tightly in the mud.

She was somewhat confused.

She had clearly used all her strength, so why was the man able to remain completely still when she bumped into him?

Inside the circle, Chen Zheng glanced down at the mud stains on his chest and gently flicked them off.

"Your strength is good, but your technique for generating power is terrible. I'll teach you how to do it another day."

Upon hearing this, the Tiger Company laughed even louder.

However, only one person didn't laugh.

Zhao Lei stood at the front of the line, his playful smile freezing on his lips.

A bead of cold sweat slid down his temple.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Those idiots couldn't understand it and thought Guo Huaiying was too weak.

As the runner-up in the entire military region's combat sports competition, Zhao Lei knew all too well how powerful that attack had been.

The speed and power that Guo Huaiying unleashed were absolutely beyond what a girl her age could imagine.

If that kind of impact hit me, I'd cough for ages.

But what about Chen Zheng?

He didn't even exert any force.

It simply withstood the entire force without moving an inch!

"Is this even possible for a human to do...?"

Zhao Lei felt a sudden dryness in his throat. "He definitely held back when he fought me that day..."

"Company commander, look at that dark-skinned girl, her face has turned green, it's hilarious..." A platoon leader next to him was still laughing loudly.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Lei let out a low growl.

"Shut up, all of you! Is it that funny?!"

The laughter of the Tiger Company suddenly stopped, and everyone stared at their company commander in astonishment.

"You think today's training wasn't enough?! You're all just bored, aren't you?!"

"Attention everyone! About face! Run!"

……

Even without outsiders, the atmosphere on Mulan's side remained serious.

"Attack together!"

An Ran gritted her teeth and exchanged a glance with Meng Yi.

The two men pounced simultaneously, one on the left and one on the right.

An Ran attacked down the left flank, delivering a sweeping kick to Chen Zheng's ankle.

Meng Yi attacked from the right flank, gripping a rubber dagger in reverse and slashing towards Chen Zheng's side.

The two worked together to block all of Chen Zheng's escape routes.

Chen Zheng smiled.

He picked up the thermos with his right hand to drink water, but casually lifted his left foot.

Snapped.

With a light tap of his toe, he kicked An Ran's shinbone, interrupting her power-building.

He then landed on his heels, smoothly sidestepped Meng Yi's blade, and gently bumped his shoulder at the same time.

puff.

Meng Yi lost her balance and fell directly into An Ran's arms, the two of them rolling around in a ball.

"The coordination is average."

Chen Zheng shook his head, retracted his foot, and remained standing in the center of the circle.

"Again."

The next half hour was a complete one-sided toy.

While drinking water, Chen Zheng defused wave after wave of attacks from the female soldiers using only the movement of his toes.

It was noon.

The female soldiers were all exhausted and lay sprawled on the field.

An Ran's face was covered in mud, and she was panting heavily.

And in that circle.

Chen Zheng remained standing, his clothes slightly dirty, a familiar smile on his face.

"this one?"