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

Late at night, the dormitory building was completely silent.

Only the distant sentry lights flickered in the night.

Anran, dressed in pink fluffy pajamas, leaned on the balcony railing, gazing blankly at the moon in the sky.

The cool evening breeze on her face cooled her down a bit, but she still couldn't shake off the feeling in her heart.

"Gurgle..."

My stomach let out a disapproving growl.

I barely ate two bites of dinner before running off. After a day of this, even the strongest person couldn't take it anymore.

An Ran rubbed her sunken belly and sighed.

"What is that bastard doing now?"

"Are you writing a self-criticism? Or have you been put in solitary confinement?"

Just thinking about Chen Zheng's smug face and his arrogant demeanor at the shooting range made An Ran grit her teeth in hatred.

But the thought of him possibly being locked up made him frown.

Just then.

A dark figure crouched down along the base of the wall and slipped onto the balcony like a thief.

"who!"

An Ran gave a low, alert shout, her body instantly tensing as she assumed a fighting stance.

"Shh! It's me! It's me, sis!"

The dark figure quickly raised its hands, revealing Ram's honest face in the moonlight.

She glanced around furtively, and only after making sure no one was watching did she dash onto the balcony.

"What are you doing? Sleepwalking?" An Ran breathed a sigh of relief and rolled her eyes at her in annoyance.

"Hehe, I was just worried you'd go hungry."

Ram reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of chocolate wrapped in oil paper, along with two compressed biscuits.

"Here, this is my secret stash. This chocolate could save half my life!"

An Ran looked at the slightly melted chocolate, and her tense lips involuntarily softened.

She didn't hesitate; she took it, tore open the packaging, broke off half, and put it in her mouth.

The sweetness melted in my mouth, making my empty stomach feel much better, and the restlessness in my heart also dissipated a bit.

"You eat too." Anran handed the remaining half to Ram.

The two of them lay side by side on the railing, munching on cookies.

"Sis, are you still thinking about the drill instructor?"

Ram's mouth was stuffed full, and he asked indistinctly.

An Ran paused, then stubbornly replied, "Who misses him? I'm just afraid he'll tarnish Mulan's reputation."

"Come on." Ram swallowed the biscuit, looking like he had seen through everything. "Your eyes were practically drooling. Only you think you're hiding it well."

"Do you think he might actually get expelled?"

An Ran lowered her eyes and said in a softer voice, "If the political commissar really takes it too seriously and calls it a matter of conduct, not to mention being dismissed, I might even have to be disciplined and sent back to my hometown."

At this point, An Ran's face flushed again.

"Hey, don't worry about it!" Ram patted An Ran on the shoulder and said casually, "I heard about it when I passed by the government building."

"What did you hear?" An Ran suddenly turned her head.

"The brigade commander was laughing so loudly in his office, you could hear him two corridors away." Ram imitated the brigade commander, hands on his hips, laughing heartily. "Do you think the brigade commander would laugh like that if the instructors really did something wrong?"

"He's not dead!"

An Ran was stunned.

My dad wasn't angry at all; in fact, he was quite happy?

This means Chen Zheng is alright, and it even means... that Dad is very satisfied with him?

An Ran's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, but then she started to overthink again.

Could it be that old Deng has his eye on him as a son-in-law?

"That's good..." An Ran turned her head, pretending to look at the scenery, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up wildly.

"Look, look! She's smiling!" Ram pointed at An Ran's face. "You still say you're not interested! Sis, that's a classic case of saying one thing but doing another!"

"Get lost!" An Ran gently pushed Ram away, a smile on her face, not really angry.

The night is like water.

As An Ran gazed at the moon, the image of Chen Zheng on the shooting range involuntarily came to mind.

He held the gun in one hand, and in that instant, he exuded an aura of dominance over the world.

The aura of that powerful being was extremely dazzling, yet it made her unable to resist wanting to get closer.

And that sentence of his...

"My soldiers are the only ones I can bully."

Although it sounds domineering, it still sounds quite pleasant.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight."

An Ran murmured softly.

Ram, taking the last bite of her compressed biscuit, rolled her eyes: "The moon looks the same every day, what's so beautiful about it?"

"Eat your biscuits! If you say another word, your load will double during tomorrow's training!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong! Spare me, heroine!"

The two played around on the balcony for a while, their laughter gradually dissipating in the night breeze.

……

The next day, before the morning mist had even dissipated, all members of the Mulan Special Forces team had already lined up.

Although yesterday was a truly hellish day.

They were on the verge of losing control of their bladders from being electrocuted, and they were being pressed down until they screamed all over the place, but at this moment, there was not a trace of fatigue on their faces. In fact, they were all glowing with health.

An Ran stood at the front of the group, hands behind her back, occasionally glancing at the entrance to the training field out of the corner of her eye.

She made a point of getting up early today to take a shower and tidy herself up nicely.

"Here it comes!"

Someone in the group shouted.

An Ran's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively straightened her back.

Until that figure swayed and came into view.

Chen Zheng was carrying a thermos and had half a steamed bun in his mouth.

As he approached, An Ran felt her heart race.

The moment Chen Zheng's gaze swept over her, An Ran abruptly turned her head to the side, raised her chin at a 45-degree angle, and exhaled heavily through her nose.

"snort."

Standing next to her, Ram couldn't stand it any longer. She rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath:

"Sister, stop using your powers."

"The arrogant style is outdated. The current meta favors straightforwardness. Your approach isn't even needed in melodramatic romance dramas."

An Ran glared at Ram: "Shut up! Who's being arrogant? This is my silent protest against his behavior yesterday!"

"Yes, yes, I protest." Ram pouted. "I'm protesting so much that I'll get up early this morning just to take a bath."

"Ram! I think you're asking for a beating!"

Before the two could even start fighting, Chen Zheng had already stood in front of the group.

He swallowed the bun in a few bites, took a sip of water, and glanced at the female soldiers.

It seems yesterday's massage was very effective.

Under normal circumstances, after experiencing the same level of nerve stimulation as last night, I wouldn't even be able to get out of bed today, let alone stand at attention.

"Everyone! Stand at attention!"

Chen Zheng spoke lazily, his voice not loud, but very intimidating.

Swish!

The sound of feet clicking in unison.

Although An Ran was still having her own internal monologue, her body reacted instinctively, standing straighter than a javelin.

"Everyone seems to be in good spirits."

Chen Zheng nodded in satisfaction, completely ignoring An Ran's awkward expression.

In his eyes, An Ran is now a walking experience pack, and an elite monster that drops gold coins.