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

However, it must be said that Song Jia's acting skills are indeed well-tested, given her naturally mischievous and playful nature.

Her best achievement was playing a prank on a former instructor, which moved him to spend an entire night talking about his family background, resulting in everyone getting a three-day holiday.

Finally, when the instructor realized it was all a lie, his Dao heart shattered, and he resigned from his post with An Jianjun.

With this strong mindset, when faced with Chen Zheng's questioning, Song Jia was stunned for less than a second before revealing a shocked and sad expression as if her sore spot had been hit.

"What do you mean?"

Song Jia looked at Chen Zheng in disbelief, her eyes quickly welling up with tears again, as if she were about to break down and cry at any moment.

"Instructor... Chen Zheng! I... I've laid bare my deepest wounds for you, and you actually think I'm playing a trick on you?"

Her voice began to tremble, thick with nasal tone, and tears slid down her cheeks at just the right moment, dripping onto the ground.

If this were a TV series, the background music would be playing right now.

Song Jia was almost moved by her own acting skills.

Chen Zheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw her like this.

Did I guess wrong?

Before he could think it through, Song Jia's emotions had already erupted.

After all, if she doesn't explode soon, she really can't keep up the act anymore.

"You've gone too far!!"

She jumped to her feet and yelled, "I never want to see you again! Get out! Now! Right now!!"

Song Jia came up and, with all her might, pushed and shoved Chen Zheng, who was still confused about the situation, out of the warehouse.

boom!

The iron gate was slammed shut and then locked.

Chen Zheng was locked out of the room, completely stunned.

He stood there scratching his head, feeling puzzled.

"Could it really be true?"

He recalled Song Jia's heartbroken eyes, her uncontrollable tears, and her hysterical anger.

Everything felt so real, it didn't seem fake at all.

"So I misspoke? Does this girl really have such a painful past?"

Chen Zheng frowned and subconsciously called upon the system in his mind.

"Hey, you shoddy crew, come out and explain yourself! What's wrong with her situation? Why hasn't the quest been triggered?"

My mind remains completely silent.

The system remained completely unresponsive, as if it were dead.

This situation only confused him more.

To be honest, I'm not someone who's easily swayed by emotions, but Song Jia's reaction just now was truly beyond my expectations.

If this is true, then my earlier comment about "playing me" was indeed very hurtful.

He couldn't help but reflect on whether he had focused too much on the system's tasks and completely neglected the team members' feelings, simply approaching their guidance with the attitude of completing a task.

This kind of mentality is absolutely unacceptable!

Overwhelmed by a strong sense of guilt and responsibility as an instructor, Chen Zheng sighed and walked to the door.

"Um... Song Jia, I'm sorry."

He knocked on the iron gate, his voice much gentler than usual.

"That's not what I meant. I must have misunderstood. Could you open the door so we can talk this out?"

The warehouse was silent; there was no response.

Undeterred, Chen Zheng raised his voice again.

"Song Jia, if you're angry, you can yell at me, don't keep it to yourself."

The wind blew by, stirring up only a few fallen leaves before falling silent again.

Chen Zheng called out a few more times, but seeing no response from inside, his heart, which had been at ease, finally settled down.

It seems she is truly heartbroken.

He sighed, thinking it would be good for her to calm down on her own.

"Then you should calm down by yourself. I'm leaving now, and I'll come back to find you later."

After saying that, Chen Zheng turned and left.

What he didn't see was that, as he begged for forgiveness, a pair of eyes were fixed on his back from behind the dusty little window of the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse.

Song Jia leaned against the wall, her hand tightly covering her mouth, her whole body trembling violently.

She was secretly laughing, and she was holding it in so hard that her shoulders were shrugging.

Only after confirming that the sounds outside had gradually disappeared did she let go of her hand, run to the small room furthest from the main entrance, and burst into a deafening burst of wild laughter.

"Hahahaha... I can't take it... This is hilarious..."

Song Jia laughed so hard she almost fell over, tears streaming down her face, a stark contrast to her tearful appearance just moments before.

"Holy crap, the drill instructor actually believed it! Hahaha!"

While laughing, she couldn't control herself and started pounding the floor.

"He apologized and told me to calm down? Good heavens, how can he be so easily fooled! He's so cute!!"

Every word Chen Zheng said outside the door just now made her smile grow even brighter.

I laughed for a full five minutes until my stomach started cramping and I could barely breathe, then I slowly stopped.

Song Jia wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes, got up from the ground, and dusted herself off.

That's enough teasing, it's time to go out and get a scolding.

After all, the other party was an instructor, and it was too much to tease him like that. She was already prepared to have her day off canceled and be dragged to the training ground for a good beating.

But despite saying that, Song Jia has no regrets at all.

After all, for her, playing pranks is like toxicology—an art that requires a high level of skill.

She tidied her hair, which was disheveled from laughing, and wore a triumphant smile. She walked to the door, but instead of pushing it open, she carefully turned the lock, gently pulled the door open a crack, and peeked out.

But at that moment, the area outside the door was indeed empty.

Song Jia's smile froze.

What about people?

She paused, a sense of foreboding flashing through her mind.

He... he won't leave, will he?

Once the thought crossed her mind, she could no longer remain calm. She pushed open the warehouse door and rushed out in a hurry.

"Instructor?"

She stood at the warehouse entrance and called out to the empty camp area, but received no response.

She ran towards the training field, looking around.

But as far as the eye could see, there was no trace of Chen Zheng.

The evening breeze carried a chill, which chilled Song Jia's heart as well.

A strong sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in my heart.

I think I've gone too far.

Of all people to tease, why did they have to tease the instructor?

He was still known as a devil by Mulan and the others, an instructor who could train people to the point of death.

Moreover, Chen Zheng is currently investigating corrupt officials, defeating Zhao Lei, and leading Hua Mulan to crack down on the Diagonal Group, thus gaining prestige and winning victories.

To put it bluntly, even if someone were to be severely reprimanded at this time, it would most likely be a case of minimizing the damage.

She recalled the fear she and the others had felt at Chen Zheng's hands, and her face gradually turned deathly pale.

Oh no, getting carried away with making fun has gotten him into big trouble!