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

A dark and windy night is the perfect time for murder and arson.

Of course, they didn't go there to kill or set fires.

It was a night raid on the instructor.

An Ran took the lead, followed by Lamu, Meng Yi, and Jianpan.

Meng Yi's skills were remarkable; she could advance and retreat at will, and was extremely agile. In just a few leaps, she flipped over the first obstacle wall and landed without making a sound.

She turned around and waved to the people behind her.

An Ran followed suit and flipped over just as swiftly.

When it comes to Ram, the art style is a bit off.

She clung to the wall, using both hands and feet, and just as half her head peeked out, a beam of flashlight swept over her.

"Who's there?!" the patrolling sentry shouted.

Ram was so frightened that her soul almost left her body; her body stiffened, and she nearly fell off the wall.

An Ran reacted quickly, covering her mouth and pulling her down from the wall. The two of them rolled into the bushes next to them.

"Ugh! Ugh!!" Ram was pressed down so hard she could barely breathe, but she didn't dare to make any big movements.

The sentry shone his flashlight around the wall but saw nothing, so he muttered, "A stray cat, I guess..."

Then they walked away.

Only when the footsteps were completely out of earshot did An Ran release her grip, cursing in a low voice, "You bastard, you performed quite well in the competition, how come you slack off in actual combat?"

Ram was panting heavily, patting his chest.

"I was terrified. I thought I was going to be beaten to death on the spot."

……

The group made it to Chen Zheng's dormitory building without any major incidents.

Skillful.

Just as they were about to take action, a night patrol guard happened to pass by.

The guard immediately spotted the furtive figures in the bushes. He recognized the leader—An Ran.

Then I looked in the direction they were heading—to Chen Zheng's dormitory.

The guard paused for a moment, then gave a knowing look. Instead of saying anything, he quietly turned around, whistling as he walked away.

He muttered to himself, "The brigade commander's matchmaking has led them to have secret rendezvous late at night? Tsk tsk, the older generation these days is really open-minded."

To avoid making a commotion, they didn't kick the door down, opting instead for a more sophisticated method.

Climbing through the window.

Chen Zheng's dormitory was on the second floor, and the windows were not high.

After a brief discussion, the group decided to pile on top of each other.

Meng Yi was the most agile and was the first to step on Lamu's shoulders and flip over inside.

Then came the keyboard, and then the Ram.

Finally, it was Anran's turn.

She had just climbed onto the windowsill when her foot slipped, and she fell straight through the window.

"what!"

Anran landed precisely on Ram, who had entered first.

"Ouch, holy crap!" The latter exclaimed in surprise as he was hit, but quickly covered his mouth.

The room was pitch black.

"Don't move!" An Ran slowly climbed off Ram, rubbing her sore forehead. "Keyboard, turn on the light."

"No, Captain, that's too loud. We'll wake the instructors and that'll be the end of us." The sound of a keyboard came from the other side. "I'll use my phone."

A faint light appeared.

Holding his phone, Keyboard carefully moved it toward the only bed photo in the room.

The beam of light moved slowly.

First, a pair of long legs were photographed draped over the edge of the bed, with clearly defined muscle lines.

Then there's the flat, firm stomach, and...

The beam of light stopped.

On the bed, Chen Zheng was sleeping on his back, completely naked.

There was only a thin blanket, which just covered the key areas.

The outlines of his upper body's chest and abdominal muscles undulated slowly in the dim light of the phone.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Hiss~"

A series of gasps rose and fell from the darkness.

Anran, Ram, and Keyboard—the three girls' faces instantly turned bright red.

Even Meng Yi, who usually had little expression, slowly looked away.

Lamu was the most dramatic, covering her nose as if afraid that it would actually bleed.

Meanwhile, Keyboard, the team's righteous historian, blushed and his heart pounded as he raised his phone and aimed it at the incredibly impactful male body on the bed.

Click!

"What are you doing?!" An Ran was both anxious and angry, and she grabbed the keyboard.

"Collect...collect valuable historical materials."

"Turn around, everyone!"

Upon hearing this, the group immediately turned their backs in unison.

An Ran held her breath and forced herself to calm down.

She tiptoed to the bedside, looked at the sleeping Chen Zheng, and was speechless.

That bastard, he sleeps in his own dorm room without wearing any clothes!

An Ran reached out and carefully pinched a corner of the blanket, trying to pull it up a little to at least cover his overly conspicuous chest.

But the moment their fingertips touched the blanket, something unexpected happened!

Chen Zheng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his closed eyes!

Countless life-and-death struggles in his past lives gave his body superhuman instincts, making him unable to tolerate anyone suddenly approaching him, even while he was asleep.

With a sudden burst of power from his waist and abdomen, he swept his arm over the shoulder and threw the opponent over his shoulder.

An Ran only felt a blur before her eyes.

The person was already airborne.

next second.

With a thud, she was thrown heavily onto the soft bed.

Before I could recover from the dizziness, a hot and heavy body pressed down on me.

An Ran was pinned down by Chen Zheng and unable to move.

Their faces were pressed together, their breaths mingling.

An Ran subconsciously reached out to block Chen Zheng's body, but clearly touched his firm muscles, and her face turned even redder.

Hearing the noise, Ram and the others, who had their backs turned, turned around curiously and then saw a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

Their instructor and their captain were pressed tightly together in a position that is hard to describe.

Everyone was stunned, mouths agape, unsure of what to say.

An Ran's mind went blank.

She could clearly feel the temperature of Chen Zheng's chest, and the weight of his taut muscles pressing down on her.

Her survival instinct made her subconsciously shift her gaze downwards, past Chen Zheng's abs, to the mysterious area shrouded in shadow.

fine......

Still.

After confirming that he was still wearing underwear, An Ran breathed a long sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable surge of shame and anger rose up.

Just when this chaotic and awkward scene was about to explode.

Snapped.

The lights in the room came on.

Chen Zheng was fully awake.

He looked at An Ran, whose face was flushed, and then at the room full of female soldiers standing by the bed, and couldn't help but frown.

The female soldiers were stunned speechless by the chaotic yet exciting, tense yet erotic scene before them.

Is Byd here to plead for his comrades, or to flirt?

Chen Zheng ignored all that and asked coldly, "Explain breaking into the instructors' dormitory in the middle of the night?"

"While I may be a bit strict with you guys sometimes, it's not like I warrant you coming here specifically to assassinate me, is it?"