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

The perspective shifts to the other side, to the School of Communication Engineering.

The taillights of the military vehicle disappeared at the end of the road.

The keyboard-wielding laptop covered in anime stickers stood alone on the tree-lined path of the School of Communications.

Beside him, a young male tutor wearing glasses held a document in his hand and urged him on.

"Since it was specially approved by the brigade headquarters for this training, I won't ask any more questions."

"However, let me make it clear from the start that your course is different from that of regular students. It is mainly to prepare you for the upcoming All-Army Competition."

The mentor turned and led the way, walking quickly.

"Because you are a temporary transfer student, we were unable to get a single dormitory room, so we can only arrange for you to stay in a regular girls' dormitory for the time being."

"Room 304 is occupied by a few top students from the second-year cybersecurity department. You'll have to adjust to each other on your own."

The keyboard pursed its lips and followed behind without saying a word.

Unfamiliar environment, unfamiliar air.

There were no mud pits, no gunshots, only students hurrying by with their books, and the occasional shouts of slogans coming from the playground.

Compared to the daily reveille and Chen Zheng's roars when he was in the military region, all of this seemed far too gentle.

"arrive."

The tutor stopped in front of a wooden door and knocked.

Knock knock knock.

"Enter!"

A clear, crisp response came from inside.

The tutor pushed open the door, and Keyboard, hunching his shoulders, followed him inside.

The dormitory is spacious, with four people per room.

Three girls were sitting around a table in the middle, eating snacks and watching TV shows. The table was covered with sunflower seed shells.

Upon seeing their mentor enter, the three immediately stood up.

"This is the new transfer student, Meiren."

The tutor pointed to the keyboard behind him, "From now on, you'll be living in this room. Take care of each other."

After saying that, he didn't linger and turned to leave.

As the door clicked shut, the air in the dormitory instantly froze.

Three pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on the keyboard.

The keyboard made me feel like every hair on my body was standing on end.

People with social anxiety know that being watched is a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Uh...that..."

One of the girls, who had short hair, was the first to break the silence.

She looked the keyboard up and down.

Thick glasses, a timid and hesitant demeanor.

He looks like a new recruit.

"New here?"

The girl raised an eyebrow and, speaking with a strong Sichuan accent, said, "What? The military has transfer students these days?"

The fingers gripping the keyboard tightened.

She lowered her head and said somewhat timidly:

"I...I am Meiren."

"But I don't really like people calling me by my name. You can call me by my code name, Keyboard."

"Please...please take care of me."

After saying that, she stopped talking and slipped along the wall to the only empty bed.

"cut."

Another girl, who was painting her nails, rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "Another one of those who got in through connections, right?"

"Never mind her, let's continue watching the show."

The group quickly lost interest and huddled back in front of the computer, laughing and joking.

The keyboard breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling of being ignored actually made her feel safe.

She put her pack on the ground, squatted down, and began to organize her things.

Once you set up your computer and connect to the internet, you can build your own world...

He silently muttered to himself as he unzipped his pack.

Splash!

She pulled out a change of training uniform from inside.

Because the movement was a little too big, one sleeve of the training uniform drooped down and landed on the back of the chair outside.

The red armband with gold lettering on the sleeve was visible.

The armband wasn't the usual one issued by the academy; it had a metallic rose on it.

This is Mulan's armband.

The discussions about the plot in the dormitory suddenly stopped.

The girl from Sichuan and Chongqing was about to reach for some sunflower seeds when her peripheral vision caught sight of the armband, and her hand froze in mid-air.

"That is..."

Her eyes widened suddenly, staring intently at the armband.

As military academy students, they had never been on the battlefield.

But they couldn't possibly be unaware of the hottest news in the entire Southwest Military Region during this period.

That special forces unit comprised entirely of female soldiers.

That legendary team that dared to challenge even the fiercest tigers.

"Fuck your son!!!"

A scream rang out.

The keyboard, which was tidying the bed, trembled in fright and instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist, but couldn't find it.

"Enemy attack?!"

Before the keyboard user could even react, a figure rushed up to her.

It's that girl from Sichuan and Chongqing.

"Mulan? You, you're Mulan?"

The girl's fingers were almost poking into the armband on her arm, her eyes wide open.

"What the heck?"

"Mulan?!"

The other two suddenly sprang into action and surrounded them all at once.

"Is this the legendary armband?"

"That special forces unit that's all female soldiers?"

"Holy crap, this is the first time in my life I've ever seen one alive!"

Three pairs of bright eyes scanned her from head to toe.

I thought this girl was gentle and delicate just now.

Now, where does Wen Ruo come from?

The novel is absolutely right; the plot of the seemingly weak character actually being the strong one is true!

"No...that..."

The keyboard was so frightened by the commotion that it kept backing away until it crashed into the wall.

"Oh, don't be so modest."

The girl who was painting her nails grabbed her wrist.

"I've heard all that; everyone on your team is a monster."

"Can you scale walls and rooftops?"

"And then there are those techniques that don't require guns, just a glance can kill!"

The keyboard scratched its head involuntarily.

That's a bit too far-fetched.

"No……"

She weakly retorted.

"I understand, I understand!"

The girl from Sichuan and Chongqing slapped the keyboard hard on the shoulder with a knowing look on her face.

"It's a secrecy regulation; even special forces have to keep a low profile."

"We were blind just now, please don't mind, sister."

After saying that, she bent down quite attentively, picked up the basin that had fallen to the ground, and casually pushed all the snacks on her table over.

"Eat! Eat as much as you want! From now on, in room 304, if anyone dares to bully you, you... you just beat them up!"

Seeing this sudden change in attitude, Jianpan felt the weight of this military uniform for the first time.

This significance comes from the name Mulan.

This reputation was earned through everyone's blood and sweat.

The keyboard had just stirred something within me.

The girl from Sichuan and Chongqing suddenly leaned closer, lowered her voice, and seemed a little mysterious.

The two girls nearby immediately perked up their ears and held their breath.

My heart skipped a beat.

Is it coming soon?

She quickly went through the special forces' secrecy guidelines in her mind, preparing to give a firm refusal.

The girl from Sichuan and Chongqing swallowed hard, her eyes shining, and asked the question that everyone in the dorm was incredibly concerned about.