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

That night, several dark figures were lying in the bushes of a dense forest outside the Forget-Worry Valley Resort.

Keyboard frowned: "Reporting, Instructor, tonight's initiation ceremony is an invitation-only banquet."

"All guests must have a real-name invitation letter, and facial recognition is required to enter."

"To create a brainwashing atmosphere, they even hired a symphony orchestra to perform live."

After speaking, Keyboard looked up at the man leaning against the tree trunk beside him.

Chen Zheng was still drinking his goji berry water.

After hearing what the keyboard said, the faces of the female soldiers around them all darkened.

This is going to be a difficult situation.

Forcing our way in won't work.

Once the gun goes off, Su Xiao might be moved, or even killed.

Moreover, this was an illegal operation, and if it gets out of hand, even the brigade commander won't be able to protect them.

"This is a difficult situation..."

An Ran bit her lip and said, "How about Meng Yi and I sneak in and capture someone to find out where Su Xiao is, then we can take over?"

"Trying to get her to talk won't work. Su Xiao has already been brainwashed. She won't go with you unless you drag her out by force."

Chen Zheng screwed the lid on the thermos and then smiled slightly.

His gaze fell upon the winding road below the mountain.

There was a long line of luxury cars heading towards the resort gate.

"Who said we had to force our way in?"

Chen Zheng stood up, brushed the grass off his backside, and said, "If we don't have an invitation, then let's go steal one."

Everyone: ?

Is it really appropriate for a military officer to say something like that?

"But instructor, we have facial recognition!" Keyboard shook its head. "Even if we steal the invitation, the police will still be alerted if our faces don't match!"

"fool."

Chen Zheng reached out and tapped her on the head.

"You're a hacker, is it really that hard to modify backend data?"

"Once we get the real invitation and our guest identities are confirmed, you can just swap our faces in from backstage, right?"

The keyboard froze for a moment, then its eyes lit up.

"That's right! How come I didn't think of that! As long as the source is correct, we can just hijack the verification logic in the middle!"

"I still laughed at my own perspective."

Chen Zheng waved his hand dismissively: "Everyone, please!"

"First mission: Robbery."

"It doesn't matter who the target is, as long as it's easy to get."

Ten minutes later, in the VIP parking lot outside the resort.

Those well-dressed tycoons and celebrities were adjusting their ties, arm in arm with their female companions, preparing to attend this dinner party and, incidentally, pay their "stupidity tax."

A black Bentley came to a stop, and the driver jogged over to open the back door.

A chubby man with a ruddy complexion climbed out of the car.

The next second, a dark figure suddenly blocked his way.

"Who is it? Are you blind...?"

Just as the fat man's temper flared up, he looked up and saw only a dark, thin, and honest-looking face.

Guo Huaiying smiled slightly at him: "Hehe, boss, can I borrow a light?"

"You're insane! Where did this beggar come from! Security! Where's the security guard?!"

The fat man looked disgusted and tried to push her away, but as soon as he reached out, a large hand grabbed his.

With a click.

Before the fat man could react and shout, Guo Huaiying's other hand precisely struck his neck.

puff.

He collapsed to the ground in just a few seconds.

"Got one! I should be able to fit into this outfit!"

Guo Huaiying dragged him away and turned to crawl into the nearby green belt.

The other end of the parking lot.

An Ran and Meng Yi walked through the Hao workshop.

They're not special forces soldiers now, they're kidnappers.

"Don't move, this is a robbery."

An Ran's voice rang out, and the muzzle of a gun, through a coat, was pressed against the waist of a female VIP.

"Ah! Don't kill me! You can have all the money! You can have the Hermes bag too!"

The woman trembled with fear and quickly raised her hands above her head.

"It's free."

An Ran glanced at her, her gaze settling on her dark green backless dress.

"Take it off."

"Huh?" The woman was stunned, tears clinging to her eyelashes. "Robbery...robbery?"

"Don't make a sound."

An Ran's eyes turned cold, and a murderous aura emanated from her.

"You have ten seconds. If you don't want to lie here naked all night, hurry up."

A few minutes later.

Deep in the green belt, seven or eight wealthy women, wearing only their underwear, lay on the ground.

They were unconscious, tightly bound, and had their own socks stuffed in their mouths.

Right there, Mulan's female soldiers were looking at this pile of expensive dresses with concern.

"What kind of lousy fabric is this? It tears so easily."

Guo Huaiying struggled to squeeze his muscular physique into the fat man's suit.

With each effort, the stitches on his back kept coming towards the east.

"That means your back muscles are too developed. Try to tone it down."

An Ran had already changed into that dark green evening gown.

The toned physique honed through long-term training, paired with this haute couture gown, creates an outstanding effect.

She lifted her skirt and inserted a silenced pistol into a holster on the outside of her thigh, then casually lowered her skirt and tidied her hair.

"Hurry up, everyone!"

Chen Zheng's voice came through the earphones.

"We need to get our special guest in before the orchestra does."

"Jiang Nan, are you done over there?"

Jiang Nan excitedly replied through her earpiece, "Always ready!"

The only winding mountain road leading to the resort.

A luxury bus slowly drove by.

Inside the carriage, a curly-haired foreign old man was closing his eyes, slowly moving his fingers, warming up his hand movements to get a feel for directing.

Sudden.

呲~

A screeching sound of brakes rang out.

The immense inertia caused everyone on the bus to lurch forward, and several musicians nearly lost control of their instruments.

"Damn it! What's going on?!"

The conductor stood up angrily, about to yell at the driver, when the car door was forcibly pulled open from the outside.

A man in casual clothes walked up.

He had one hand in his pocket and held a dark green ID in the other, waving it under the car lights.

Behind him was a girl in a white dress.

Good evening, friends.

Chen Zheng stood at the car door, a lazy smile on his face.

With his other hand, he lifted the hem of his shirt, revealing the handle of a gun at his waist.

"Holy crap, a robbery?"

The conductor turned pale, raised his hands, and shouted in Mandarin, "We have no cash, only instruments!"

"No, no, no, you underestimate us."

Chen Zheng shook his finger. "We are from the National Security Bureau, and we are currently carrying out a top-secret mission."

Everyone on the bus was stunned.

If someone suddenly pops up claiming to be from the National Security Bureau, honestly, nobody believes them.

But seeing the gun at the man's waist, people were more likely to believe it.

Without giving them time to think, Chen Zheng said again, "We need to requisition a spot from your band."

He stepped aside to let Jiang Nan pass.

The latter, wearing a white dress, smiled shyly at everyone and said, "Hello everyone, tonight I will be your pianist."

The conductor swallowed hard: "But we already have a pianist..."

"No, you don't." Chen Zheng shook his head.