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

"The Mulan we see today is not from the first batch."

An Jianjun continued slowly, "Three years ago, in response to the call for reform, the military region wanted to try out the path of female special operations, so it selected a group of elites from various companies and formed a female special operations experimental brigade."

"That was the predecessor of Mulan."

When this was mentioned, he couldn't help but give a wry smile.

"Those people back then were much more arrogant than the current generation."

"They were all arrogant and proud, and no one was willing to submit to anyone else. The fighting champion looked down on the shooting champion, and the reconnaissance soldier looked down on the communications soldier."

"They are all the pride of heaven, but if you tie them together, they won't hurt the enemy; they'll only hurt their own teammates until they're covered in blood."

At this point, An Jianjun stopped and looked at Chen Zheng.

"You can imagine what that scene would be like."

Chen Zheng nodded subconsciously.

It is often said that the quality of an army is more important than its quantity, but managing a group of elite soldiers is much more difficult than managing a group of ordinary soldiers.

When he first took over the role of Mulan, he had experienced firsthand the behavior of An Ran and the others.

They need to be strong enough to suppress them; Mulan isn't much better off now.

"And the result?" Chen Zheng continued to ask.

"result……"

An Jianjun's eyes darkened. "In the end, during the first border combat mission, they started fighting amongst themselves before even seeing the enemy."

"That was an ambush targeting a group of 'du fans.' The intelligence was accurate, the equipment was good, and we outnumbered them."

"Logically speaking, this should have been a decisive battle of annihilation, and also a battle specifically prepared for them to make a name for themselves."

"But before the operation began, the assault team and the sniper team got into an argument over the attack route."

"Just because of those few minutes of delay, the coordination broke down, and those desperados seized the opportunity."

"That was almost a disaster."

Silence fell over the office.

Even three years later, the old brigade commander still felt heartbroken when he talked about it.

"An Ran was the vice captain at the time. She rushed forward at the critical moment, forcibly suppressed the chaos regardless of the consequences, and completed the mission by force."

"But there is a price to pay."

An Jianjun raised his head, his eyes slightly reddening.

"Observer Xiao Liu is the youngest girl in the team."

"Due to a flank coordination error, an enemy was missed in a blind spot."

"She died on the border."

"He was shot dead, without even leaving a last word."

Chen Zheng fell silent.

He remembered the incident An Ran mentioned when she first saw him use gun-fu.

She carried the weight of a life on her shoulders.

What she wanted to learn was never any fancy shooting skills, but the ability to block out all blind spots and prevent any teammate from dying in front of her.

"The team disbanded after that."

An Jianjun stubbed out his cigarette and sighed.

"Some retired from the army, some changed careers, and only the few members of the current Mulan team remained."

"But this matter is a thorn in their hearts, and a lingering shadow in the hearts of the entire military region."

"That's why the female special forces have such a bad reputation in the military region, because everyone knows about their failures."

"It was after that that the higher-ups made up their minds to establish a truly reliable female special forces unit."

"That's how we came to have the Mulan we know today."

After saying this, An Jianjun slumped back in his chair.

He turned around and slowly looked at Chen Zheng.

"Chen Zheng, tell the truth."

"When I first sent you there, I was just trying my luck, like a last resort."

"I thought this restructuring would also make it difficult for them to emerge from the shadows."

"I can't believe you actually did it."

An Jianjun pointed to the report on last night's operation on the table.

"Although this operation was against the rules, I saw their cooperation."

"An Ran no longer shoulders the burden alone, Meng Yi is no longer aloof, and even the newcomers know how to cooperate with their teammates at crucial moments."

"They knew perfectly well that all of this would be pointless and could even ruin their futures."

"But for the sake of my comrades, I still dare to volunteer to go into that dangerous place."

At this point, he excitedly slammed his hand on the table.

"This is what a special forces unit should be like! This is the Mulan I've always wanted!"

Chen Zheng looked at the excited old brigade commander and couldn't help but laugh.

He didn't say anything.

This is indeed true.

"Alright, that's enough praising, and I've brought up the old grievances."

An Jianjun regained his composure and resumed his authoritative demeanor.

He sat back in his chair, opened the locked drawer, took out a document, and locked it directly into the bottom safe in front of Chen Zheng.

That was an award application.

With a click, the cabinet door locked, and An Jianjun's voice rang out again: "I will cover this up."

"That mentor will be handed over to the National Security Bureau and prosecuted for espionage."

"As for that unification organization, other departments followed up on it, and it has nothing to do with us anymore."

He looked up, his eyes suddenly becoming serious.

"But Chen Zheng, listen to me carefully."

"This operation is top secret."

"Since it's top secret, it's as if it doesn't exist."

"Mulan received no public recognition."

"No first-class merit, no second-class merit, not even a verbal commendation."

An Jianjun paused, then emphasized his words.

"You are unsung heroes, and you even have to bear the internal punishment for acting without authorization."

"The entire team must write a self-criticism when they get back, no less than five thousand words each!"

"Especially you, the team leader, it's 10,000 words! If even one word is missing, I'll hold you responsible!"

Merit is merit, and fault is fault.

Merits and demerits cannot be offset against each other; this is an ironclad rule in the military.

"They risked their lives to save people and bust a den of thieves."

"In the end, there was no reward, and we were even punished."

"Do you have any complaints?"

The atmosphere tensed up again.

Chen Zheng looked at An Jianjun, but just laughed again.

He took a step back, put his feet together, and stood at attention.

He then straightened his back, raised his right hand, and gave a military salute.

"Reporting to the brigade commander!"

"Mulan needs no empty fame!"

"As long as I can protect those who deserve protection."

"This is the ultimate reward!"

An Jianjun looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

He seemed to see himself decades ago, and his old comrades who had sacrificed their lives on the battlefield.

That kid.

He usually looks carefree and irresponsible, but he's full of bad intentions.

But deep down, he was righteous yet wicked.

An Jianjun slowly stood up and returned a military salute to Chen Zheng across the desk.

This gesture of respect is not related to superiors or subordinates.

It is a veteran's tribute to another soldier.

After the ceremony, he waved his hand and said, "Get lost!"

"yes!"

Chen Zheng chuckled, picked up the thermos on the table, and turned to leave.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and looked back.

"By the way, brigade commander, the money we found at that instructor's place..."

"roll!"

An Jianjun grabbed a cigarette pack from the table and threw it at the person.

"Confiscate! Seize!"

"Alright!"

Chen Zheng sidestepped the cigarette box and quickly slipped away.