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

The lunch break whistle blew.

The female soldiers' dormitory was not as quiet as usual; instead, there was a chorus of complaints.

"Ouch... my back..."

Ram lay on the bed, rubbing her bottom and gasping for breath.

She felt like all the bones in her body were about to fall apart.

"This isn't training, this is getting beaten up."

"That perverted bastard, he was so ruthless! I just wanted to latch onto someone's coattails, and he kicked my nerve!"

The situation was similar on the other beds.

Guo Huaiying huddled in a corner, applying an egg to the bruise on her shoulder.

Meng Yi held the safflower oil and rubbed her arms expressionlessly, only the occasional twitching of her lips betraying her pain.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was very oppressive.

Anran lay on her back on the upper bunk, staring blankly at the ceiling.

My mind is filled with images from this morning.

Chen Zheng stood in that circle, one hand in his pocket, his eyes filled with disdain.

"this one?"

She gripped the sheets tightly.

If you can't win a head-on fight, and sneak attacks are useless, what should you do?

"Sisters," Ram suddenly sat up, her expression fierce, "we can't keep talking about martial ethics like this."

All eyes turned to them.

"When facing non-human beings, one must act in a non-human manner."

"If we can't beat them head-on, we'll resort to underhanded tactics!"

"Didn't the instructor himself say that on the battlefield, only results matter, not the process?"

"As long as we can force him out of that circle, even if it's by biting him or scratching him with our nails, we've won!"

After these words were spoken, the dormitory was silent for a few seconds.

Then, a rustling sound arose.

Song Jia, who had always been relatively low-key, quietly pulled out her first-aid kit from under the bed.

"Since we're going to play dirty..."

She pulled out several small brown glass bottles from a hidden compartment in the box.

"This is a high-concentration capsaicin extract that I previously took from the infirmary, along with medical ether."

"It won't kill anyone, but as long as it's released within a five-meter radius of him..."

She shook the bottle in her hand.

"Even an elephant would have to kneel on the ground and shed tears for half an hour."

"Me too!"

Jiang Nan got excited as soon as she heard this and jumped off the bed instantly.

"I can mix this with chalk dust and make an instant-explosive smoke bomb!"

"Add some magnesium powder, so he can't open his eyes!"

The two hit it off immediately and gathered around the table to start tinkering.

As the scene went further and further off track, a bulge in the blankets stirred.

Shen Doudou poked half her head out and sleepily raised her hand.

"I...I can be the bait."

Ram was taken aback: "You? Bait?"

"Hmm." Shen Doudou yawned, "I'll just pretend to faint at his feet, or hug his legs and sleep."

"I have experience with this. As long as I don't let go, I can drag him down until he dies."

"Great idea!" Ram slapped his thigh. "Go and stage an accident to extort money from him!"

As the plan gradually took shape, everyone's attention eventually turned to the upper bunk.

An Ran remained lying still.

She was the captain's daughter and also the brigade commander's daughter, and had always received a proper education.

They spread lime, splashed chili water, and even staged accidents to extort money...

If this gets out, it will probably damage her reputation.

"Captain?" Ram called out tentatively, "You're not feeling sorry for the instructor, are you?"

Anran closed her eyes.

distressed?

She feels sorry for Chen Zheng, but who feels sorry for her?

Chen Zheng's arrogant face from this morning flashed before my eyes again.

If we don't win this match, who knows how grueling Chen Zheng's training is?

And that bet... everyone gets three days off, with the same meals as during the Chinese New Year.

An Ran suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze turning fierce.

call!

She threw off the covers and jumped straight down from the top bunk, landing silently.

"Damn it!" An Ran gritted her teeth and slammed her hand on the table. "As long as I can win, I don't care about saving face!"

"We're not just going to play dirty tricks, we're going to play them filthy! We'll make sure he never forgets it!"

With the captain's approval, the group of female soldiers completely relaxed.

Several heads huddled together, and in the dim light, each person wore a strange excitement on their face.

"First, analyze the enemy situation."

An Ran took out a piece of paper, drew a simple sketch of a little person on it, and drew several circles around the key parts.

"The instructor is incredibly strong, but he has a weakness."

"Obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness."

An Ran poked hard at the clothes of the little figure in the sketch with the tip of her pen.

"Have you noticed? No matter how dirty or tiring the training is, his clothes are always spotless, with very few wrinkles."

"This shows that he subconsciously dislikes dirty things."

Jiang Nan's eyes lit up: "That's perfect! Even if my chalk dust bomb doesn't work, it'll still disgust him!"

"besides."

An Ran continued her analysis, her gaze gradually sharpening.

"He's the instructor. Although he says he doesn't care whether we live or die, he ultimately wouldn't dare let anything happen to us."

"If a real dangerous situation arises, such as if DouDou can fake fainting convincingly, or if someone launches a suicide attack... he will definitely step in to save them."

"This is our chance!"

At last……

Anran's pen tip slowly moved down and stopped at the crotch of the simple line drawing of the little figure.

The air in the dormitory suddenly froze.

The female soldiers looked at each other, and a blush crept onto their faces.

"Captain, isn't this... a bit too harsh?" Ram swallowed hard. "What if he hurts someone..."

An Ran took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, but her eyes quickly hardened.

"This is war!"

"Since it's war, we must attack where the enemy must defend!"

"That's a man's physical weakness; no matter how hard his muscles are, that's still his Achilles' heel!"

"If we can force him to move even slightly, even just squeeze his legs together and shift his weight, we'll have a chance to push him out!"

At this point, An Ran narrowed her eyes, a dangerous smile curving her lips.

"Besides, our instructors are so strong, they should be... pretty resilient, right?"

Everyone shuddered as they looked at the key area circled in red, then exchanged knowing, wicked smiles.

"Then it's settled!"

An Ran stretched out her hand, back of her hand facing up.

"Whether it's pepper spray or a groin kick, as long as I win!"

"Defeat Chen Zheng! Get the vacation!"

Six hands were stacked together and pressed down heavily.

……

Half an hour later.

The reveille sounds.

With a creak, the dormitory door opened.

The female soldiers walked out in a line.

He looked completely different from his listless self in the morning.

They straightened their uniforms, stood tall, and each had a smile on their face.

On a high platform in the distance.

Chen Zheng was drinking goji berry water when he looked at the group of female soldiers whose demeanor had changed drastically, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Oh?"

"They didn't get crushed; in fact, they seem even more energetic?"

He put down his thermos and suddenly felt a chill run down his back.