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

After the awards ceremony for the grand competition ended, Chen Zheng returned to the camp to fulfill his promise.

"What I promised you, I'm fulfilling now."

"Everyone can rest for three days. Do whatever you want, just don't die out there."

The next second, the female soldiers cheered.

"Yay! It's holiday time!"

"I'm going to sleep forever!"

"Eat! We have to go get a good meal!"

Guo Huaiying has already started counting on her fingers how many good meals she can have in the next few days.

Ram huddled close to An Ran, chattering away as they planned their three-day trip.

The whole team was filled with the joy of being on vacation.

Except for one person.

"Mulan Team, all members, please!"

Chen Zheng's voice suddenly rang out, bringing everyone's cheers to an abrupt halt.

The female soldiers immediately stood at attention, their playful expressions vanishing instantly.

Chen Zheng's gaze swept across everyone's faces, finally settling on the figure at the very end of the line who seemed to want to bury his head in his collar.

"Everyone except the keyboard, disperse."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's attention turned to the keyboard.

The keyboard user, whose name was called, froze, but dared not say anything more.

"Wow..." Ram looked at the keyboard with a gossipy expression.

An Ran involuntarily took half a step forward, looking at Chen Zheng warily: "Instructor, what are you going to do now?"

"Execute the mission."

Chen Zheng glanced at An Ran. "Do I need to report to you?"

The latter was speechless, and could only watch helplessly as Chen Zheng's gaze returned to the keyboard.

"Comrade Meiren, you have ten minutes to change into civilian clothes and come to the military region gate to find me."

After saying that, Chen Zheng ignored the various expressions on everyone's faces and turned to walk towards the military region gate.

Left alone with only the keyboard, amidst the ambiguous teasing of his teammates, he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Ten minutes later, at the entrance of the military district.

Wearing his training uniform, Keyboard nervously opened the passenger door of the jeep.

This was the first time in her life that she had gone out alone with a boy.

It was still with his own instructor.

He placed his hands on his knees, his body ramrod straight, his eyes fixed on the front, and even his breathing deliberately slowed down.

The man beside her was so prominent that she could hardly breathe.

The jeep drove smoothly, and Chen Zheng remained silent, focusing on the road conditions.

The more silent he remained, the more restless the keyboard became.

She glanced at it furtively out of the corner of her eye.

The man's fingers gripping the steering wheel had distinct knuckles, and the profile of his face appeared particularly rugged in the light and shadow.

So handsome...

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Keyboard's face flushed red again, and he quickly turned his head to look out the window.

Keyboard, oh keyboard, what are you thinking?! That's the drill instructor!

Just then, Chen Zheng's voice suddenly rang out.

"seat belt."

"Oh? Yes!"

The keyboard was startled and hurriedly reached for the seatbelt, but the more anxious he was, the less he could insert the buckle.

"Tsk"

Chen Zheng clicked his tongue impatiently, then slammed on the brakes, pulled the car over to the side of the road, unbuckled his seatbelt, and leaned over.

The keyboard held its breath, watching as that handsome face loomed larger before it.

Click.

The seatbelt was easily fastened.

Chen Zheng sat back in his seat and started the car again.

"Sit still."

The keyboard's face was already burning hot enough.

……

The car eventually stopped in front of a large, bustling shopping mall in the city center.

Having grown accustomed to the monotonous life of military life, the keyboard felt somewhat dizzy as soon as he stepped into the mall, overwhelmed by the bright lights and the crowds of people.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs overhead, and shelves around the room are filled with merchandise.

Stylishly dressed men and women walked by, the air filled with the scent of fragrance...

All of this was completely foreign to her.

"Go pick out a nice dress."

Chen Zheng followed behind her with his hands in his pockets.

Keyboard swallowed hard, took stiff steps, and began her task.

But her aesthetic standards...

High emotional intelligence: pragmatism.

Low emotional intelligence: lack of aesthetic sense.

She doesn't care about the appearance of clothes; she mainly cares about practical functions like being dirt-resistant and durable, or having her favorite characters on them.

So, she immediately took a liking to a black hoodie with an anime character's face printed on it.

Just as I got my hands on it, Chen Zheng's voice came from behind me.

"Are you going to a comic convention?"

The keyboard-wielding hand trembled, and he silently put down the hoodie.

She then took a liking to a plaid shirt, which really suited her taste.

"lay down."

The keyboard silently put the clothes down again.

Finally, she gave up thinking and chose a sparkly purple dress that was very form-fitting.

"Don't force me to curse you."

Chen Zheng's patience was clearly running out.

After hesitating for a full five minutes over a pair of sweatpants on the keyboard, Chen Zheng lost his patience.

He grabbed the keyboard by the wrist, ignoring her gasp, and dragged her to another women's clothing store, his eyes quickly scanning the clothes racks.

A few seconds later, he stopped and reached into a row of dresses, taking out a simple pink dress.

pink.

This is a color that has never appeared in a keyboard wardrobe before.

"this."

Chen Zheng tucked the dress into her arms. "Go change right now."

"I..." Keyboard looked at the pink dress in her arms and instinctively wanted to resist.

But Chen Zheng's cold gaze made her swallow all her words of refusal.

Clutching the dress, she dawdled into the fitting room.

A few minutes later, when the curtain of the fitting room was pulled open, the sales assistant who was tidying up the clothes subconsciously looked up.

Then, her eyes lit up instantly.

"Wow~"

Keyboard walked out with its head down, its hands nervously gripping the hem of its skirt, not daring to look at anyone.

"Miss, you look absolutely stunning in this dress!"

The sales assistant's exclamation finally emboldened Keyboard to raise his head and look at the huge full-length mirror in front of him.

A completely unfamiliar figure was reflected in the mirror.

The light pink dress made the girl's skin look very fair, and her complexion looked much better.

The simple, fitted waist design accentuated her slender figure, and her straight, fair legs were revealed beneath the skirt.

This...is it me?

The keyboard reached out in disbelief and gently touched its reflection in the mirror.

"This is it."

Chen Zheng's voice interrupted her.

Without even glancing at the price, he walked straight to the cashier and pulled a bank card from his wallet.

"wrap up."

The keyboard suddenly snapped out of its daze and rushed over in three quick steps.

"Instructor! I'll pay!"

Chen Zheng remained silent and simply paid the money.

When the sales assistant handed him the packaged dress, he turned around, looked at the keyboard, whose face was flushed and who seemed at a loss, and said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Even though Mulan was from an army, she still had her pride." Chapter 136 I think she must have seen me.