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

The Spring Festival has just passed.

At the end of the runway at the southwestern military airport, a Y-20 transport aircraft slowly flew in.

Two turbofan engines under the wings churned up waves of heat, and a golden phoenix emblem gleamed on the fuselage.

Sometimes you just can't deny the power of charisma.

The sheer sophistication of this performance far surpasses that of Mulan, who spends her days running around on the ground and relies entirely on Chen Zhengzai for transportation.

"Tch~"

The sound of the air pressure valve releasing air was heard, and the huge rear hatch slowly lowered.

The person arrived before the voice.

Tap, tap, tap.

The sounds were quite synchronized, as if only one person was walking.

Then, two rows of fully armed figures stepped out.

They were all dressed in black special operations uniforms, with identical tactical goggles, and all appeared to be between 1.72 and 1.75 meters tall.

Upon seeing this team, everyone had only one word in mind.

tidy.

Their discipline was almost comparable to that of a guard of honor.

The Mulan team members all instinctively held their breath.

Ram subconsciously stuck out her belly, trying to make herself look as tall as possible, and Shen Doudou also stood on tiptoe.

Jiang Nan stroked his chin, wondering if he could get some really good stuff from them.

Compared to others, Mulan's side...

High emotional intelligence can be described as having a rich and varied personality.

Although none of the ten people were fat, they were all of different heights, shapes, and makeup styles.

The leader of the Phoenix team was a cool woman with short hair.

She walked up to Chen Zheng, glanced at Hua Mulan, then stood at attention and saluted him.

"I am Qin Hong, codename Red Phoenix."

"Good morning, instructor!"

Its sound was quite penetrating, spreading throughout the entire airport almost instantly.

"Good morning, instructor!!!"

The nine teammates behind her shouted in unison.

This absolute obedience and sense of oppression clearly indicates that they are quite something.

However, what angered Mulan and the others even more was Chen Zheng's reaction.

This usually sharp-tongued and picky drill instructor was now holding his thermos, circling the Phoenix team's formation while constantly clicking his tongue in amazement.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Look! Everyone, come and see!"

He pointed at the Phoenix team's military boots, then turned and shouted at An Ran and the others, "Look at this formation! Look how polished these boots are!"

"An Ran, you should learn from them! That's what a proper army looks like, that's what real style looks like!"

An Ran clenched her fists tightly.

The rather plain brass thumb ring on her thumb made a creaking sound as she squeezed it.

She bit her lower lip hard, watching Chen Zheng's smug expression, her anger rising.

Just a couple of days ago I was calling her "Sweetie," but now that the new girl has replaced the old one, she thinks I'm an old hag?

"team leader……"

Ram, standing in the group, ground his teeth and asked in a low voice, "Can I go up and bite her to death? And the instructor too, I'll beat him up while I'm at it."

"I think it's fine," An Ran replied in a low voice without turning her head, her face expressionless. "As long as you can beat the instructor, I don't mind if you beat him up."

"That's alright then." Ram quickly shrank his neck.

Just kidding, that's enough with the jokes. Who would actually dare to fight a monster like Chen Zheng?

"Don't act impulsively."

Jiang Nan pushed up his glasses, staring intently at Qin Hong's feet, gesturing with his finger in the air. "They're standing quite close together. If they maintain this formation, all we need to do is place a C4 at the three o'clock position and detonate it directionally, and we can blow them all away. Trust me, it makes sense."

Meng Yi remained silent, simply placing her hand on the bone knife at her waist.

Just as Mulan's murderous aura was about to become uncontrollable, Qin Hong finally made her move.

She walked straight up to An Ran.

The two were about the same height, but Qin Hong's sense of superiority, built up over many years with top-tier resources in the Central Military Region, always gave An Ran a feeling of looking down on her.

As the saying goes, being born in the capital city brings a certain level of prestige.

If soldiers from the Central Army come to a local area with a mission, even An Jianjun would have to give them some face, let alone An Ran, who is just a captain of a special operations squad.

"You're An Ran?"

Qin Hong's voice was devoid of emotion. "I heard you can make bullets curve?"

An Ran took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.

After all, as the team leader, it doesn't matter what others do, but she can't be lacking in etiquette.

First courtesy, then force; first courtesy, then force...

She extended her right hand, trying to keep her voice calm: "An Ran, captain of the Mulan team, welcome..."

But even though her hand was hanging in mid-air, the other person showed no intention of shaking it.

Qin Hong merely glanced at An Ran's hand, then put both her hands behind her back, showing no intention of extending them at all.

He then shook his head: "We are competitors now. In my belief, I don't like to shake hands with opponents I'm destined to lose to; it's a waste of time."

"You son of a bitch..."

An Ran couldn't stand it anymore. She took a step forward and swung her fist, about to hit Qin Hong in the face.

Snapped.

A large hand reached out and precisely grabbed An Ran's wrist.

It was Chen Zheng.

He had somehow squeezed between the two of them, still smiling as he looked at An Ran.

"Oh well, if you don't like it, that's fine too."

Chen Zheng forcefully pressed An Ran's hand back down, turned to Qin Hong and smiled slightly, "Captain Qin is right, so that it won't look good if a fight breaks out later. If the Imperial Guard from the Central Government can't defeat the local army, it would be a laughing stock."

After saying that, he turned back and glared at An Ran: "What are you doing? Put your hand down!"

Normally, Chen Zheng's fist would most likely have reached Qin Hong's face faster than An Ran's.

However, as the key player in the battle between the two teams, it was really not appropriate for him to openly favor either team.

Although the central authorities haven't openly appeared, they are certainly watching.

What if Mulan wins in the end, but is convicted of "winning only because Chen Zheng was biased"? That would be disastrous.

An Ran didn't think of these things for the moment, and just looked at Chen Zheng in disbelief.

They actually sided with outsiders in criticizing me?

"Chen Zheng! You bastard!"

An Ran's eyes reddened, and she forcefully shook off Chen Zheng's hand.

Qin Hong almost burst out laughing at his pitiful look.

Just as the atmosphere became awkward.

"Ahem!"

A cough broke the silence.

An Jianjun walked over quickly, carrying a file folder and looking serious.

He glanced at his daughter, whose eyes were red-rimmed, then at the two groups of people who were on the verge of exchanging blows, and finally could only glare fiercely at Chen Zheng, who was pretending to be stupid.

"Shut up, all of you! Have you no discipline at all?!"

An Jianjun shouted loudly, and his authority as a brigade commander instantly suppressed the situation.

He walked between the two teams and waved the file folder in his hand.

"Stop arguing, your tasks have been assigned."

"The first round isn't about you fighting; it's a real combat mission."