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

The next morning.

The sun had just risen above the horizon.

On the training field, the Mulan team's morning exercise was just halfway through.

"Ouch!!"

A scream shattered the morning's tranquility.

Ram clutched her stomach, then lay down on the ground, curling herself into a ball and rolling around on the grass twice.

"Instructor! I can't go on!"

"My appendix is ​​going to explode! My stomach!"

The team members next to them were startled and stopped what they were doing.

Chen Zheng's lips twitched: "What's going on?"

"Reporting, Instructor!"

Ram hummed and chanted, "Yesterday...last night I was so hungry that I stole and ate two cans of expired herring!"

"It's definitely food poisoning!"

The voice just fell.

Guo Huaiying, who was standing next to her, also swayed to the side.

puff.

She also knelt down, clutching her stomach with both hands: "Reporting...Reporting, Instructor, I'm in pain too!"

Chen Zheng glanced at her: "You ate canned herring too?"

Guo Huaiying paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"Yeah! We ate together!"

No one spoke.

An Ran stood at the front of the line, her lips twitching. In order not to let Song Jia see through her act, she had to turn her head to the side.

That's some acting skill.

Too flashy.

Ram was covering her left side of her abdomen, but her appendix was clearly on the right.

Song Jia, who was standing in the back row, frowned.

She's a doctor, after all; she could tell something was wrong at a glance.

Just now, Ram rolled over, tightened his core, and moved nimbly, without showing any signs of abdominal pain or muscle tension.

"Instructor, I'll show them..."

She was about to step forward.

"Need not."

Chen Zheng reached out and stopped her: "Since you're sick, go to the infirmary."

"As long as he's not dead, he can resume training as usual once he recovers."

"Get lost."

Upon hearing this, Ramu, who was on the ground, immediately stood up. "Thank you, Instructor! You are so kind!"

She gave Guo Huaiying a wink, and the two of them, supporting each other, limped out of the camp.

As soon as she turned the corner where no one could see her, Ram straightened her back immediately.

"Phew~ That scared the hell out of me."

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. "It's all thanks to our good acting skills; even Song Jia didn't notice."

Guo Huaiying scratched her head sheepishly: "Sister Lamu, I don't think it's quite like what you said..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Ram grabbed Guo Huaiying and ran toward the abandoned warehouse.

"We need to get this done while no one's around."

Ten minutes later, the two slipped into the abandoned warehouse.

The lock here was broken by Chen Zheng before, and Song Jia hasn't had time to relock it yet.

After entering and being treated, I saw shelves filled with bottles and jars, each labeled with a skull and crossbones.

Which one?

Looking at the colorful liquids, Guo Huaiying couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

"Sister Anran said we need to find the least powerful one, but really powerful one."

Ram cautiously moved closer, squinting as he began to read the labels.

Cyanide, arsenic, cobra venom...

After looking around, she felt a chill.

If one of them is broken by a slip of the hand, the whole village can have a feast.

A moment later...

"Found it!"

Ram pulled a brown bottle from the corner; the label read: Dilute sulfuric acid (10%).

"This is it!"

She weighed the bottle in her hand. "This stuff won't kill you if it gets on you, but it'll definitely give you a run for your money. And if it actually got on the instructor's face..."

Guo Huaiying couldn't help but shrink back: "Then the instructor won't kill us, will he?"

"Shut your mouth!"

Lam glared at her, her hands trembling involuntarily, but she still gritted her teeth and shoved the bottle into Guo Huaiying's arms.

"Listen, stick to plan!"

……

Time flies.

Night fell in the blink of an eye.

Room 304, Girls' Dormitory.

Song Jia was sitting on the bed reading a book.

Bang!

The dormitory door was suddenly pushed open, startling her so much that she dropped the book she was holding.

An Ran and Meng Yi rushed in, and without saying a word, the two of them grabbed Song Jia's arms from either side.

"Walk!"

Song Jia was stunned, her legs kicking in mid-air: "W-what are you doing? Where are we going?"

"As you know, Meng Yi's bone knife is her lifeline."

As An Ran dragged her outside, she made up a story with a straight face, "When she came back just now, she seemed to have left the knife in the abandoned warehouse."

Song Jia was even more confused: "Then go pick it up, why are you grabbing me?"

Meng Yi, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, her tone icy: "I'm afraid of the dark."

Song Jia: "..."

Do you believe this when I say it?

But before she could even complain, she was forcibly dragged out of the dormitory building.

On the path leading to the abandoned warehouse, Song Jia's unease grew stronger.

"Do we really have to go?"

She involuntarily shrank back. "Can't we go tomorrow? It looks like it's going to rain..."

"no."

An Ran gripped her wrist tightly. "The knife has blood on it. If you don't wipe it off in time, it will rust."

The excuses they're coming up with are getting more and more outrageous; they've even brought up the fact that bone knives rust.

But Song Jia had no chance to refute and was dragged all the way to the warehouse door.

The door was ajar, and it was pitch black inside.

"Go in."

Upon reaching the door, An Ran and Meng Yi suddenly let go of each other's hands.

The two exchanged a glance, and with perfect understanding, took a step back and disappeared into the darkness.

"Huh? You guys..."

Song Jia turned around, but there was no one behind her.

……

As the prey entered the arena, the sound of keyboards came through Chen Zheng's headphones.

"The surveillance has been cut off, and the video is looping normally. Everything is normal."

In the darkness deep within the warehouse.

Chen Zheng pressed the earpiece, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"receive."

"Actors in position."

"The show is about to begin."

Song Jia stood at the door, unsure whether to go in or back out.

The atmosphere is really too strange.

Although the warehouse was somewhat dilapidated, it was still her territory, and she was never afraid even if it came in the middle of the night.

But today, this place is really a bit...

A faint smell wafted out from under the door.

Song Jia's nose twitched.

It's fishy and sweet.

The smell instantly gave her goosebumps.

Is anyone there?

Song Jia shouted.

No one answered.

Following the moonlight, she saw it.

Right in the center of the warehouse, in front of his own lab table.

There was a person standing there.

The man had his back to her; he was wearing a tattered coat whose color was indistinguishable, and his hair was sticky and matted together.

In the dark night, the figure made a strange sound.

creak, creak.

It's the sound of teeth chewing bones.

Song Jia swallowed hard, instinctively wanting to leave, but found her legs had gone weak.

The figure moved slightly.

In the dim light, Song Jia could see the hem of the coat and the tattered trouser leg.

There was a hole the size of a bowl in the pant leg.

The densely packed white rice grains rose and fell with the person's movements.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Nine, ten, a thousand, a hundred, they burrowed into the coat without anyone noticing.