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

An afternoon in a primeval jungle.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the sound of military boots stepping on withered leaves and heavy breathing.

The procession moved very slowly.

There was no road at all, so An Ran walked in front, using her dagger to hack and slash at the vines and bushes, carving out a path.

Her training uniform was soaked with sweat and clung to her back, revealing the outline of her muscles as she swung her sword.

"I can't go on... I really can't walk anymore..."

In the middle of the group, the female soldier who always wore headphones and was codenamed "Keyboard" plopped down on a rock, threw away the wooden stick in her hand, and her fair face was covered with black mud.

She held up her hands, which were scratched in several places by vines, and her fingernails were full of dirt.

"I'm an electronic warfare soldier, why do I have to participate in this training too?!"

The keyboard seemed to be crying out in a low voice, "These hands are for coding! For operating precision instruments!"

"And now? You want me to scavenge through these thorny vines?"

"If my hands become useless, and my hand speed decreases, who will guard the country's firewall? Who will support my anime harem?"

The female soldiers around them were also exhausted, but they couldn't help rolling their eyes when they heard this.

Ram leaned against a tree, panting, and complained, "Alright, keyboard, what you're upset about is not being able to play games, right? The Pentagon, you couldn't even hack into the Blue Team's mess hall's surveillance cameras during the last exercise."

"What do you know! That's tactical concealment of strength!" The keyboard was so angry it almost jumped up. "I'm not leaving! This awful life is unbearable even for a dog..."

Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was tightly covered by Ram next to her.

Shh! Don't move!

Ram's voice trembled as he pointed with his other finger at a tree branch above the keyboard.

He subconsciously looked up at the keyboard.

The green 'branch' was wriggling, its triangular head held high, flicking its tongue and staring intently at her neck.

People who are frequently bitten by snakes know that this is a bamboo viper.

"I……"

The hairs on the keyboard stood on end, and the instinctive urge to back away was palpable.

"Don't move!"

A cold shout rang out.

Before the snake could make any move, a figure darted over.

It is peaceful.

Her eyes were icy, and the dagger in her hand flashed through the air.

Swish!

Just as the bamboo viper was about to dodge, its head flew off.

In the blink of an eye, all that could be seen was the green snake's body still writhing on the branch, its head lying near the keyboard foot, its mouth opening and closing repeatedly.

Holy crap!

The keyboard let out a strange cry and jumped up, hanging onto Ram.

"It's alright now." An Ran wiped the blood off the dagger, bent down, and used the tip of the knife to pick up the half of the snake's body. "Although it's a little bit, it's still meat. Dinner's ready."

The female soldiers, who were just terrified, now had their eyes shining.

"Holy crap! Captain, you're so cool!" Keyboard jumped off Ram and moved closer to An Ran, mimicking her movements. "That last strike was amazing! Swish, swish, swish, Starburst Stream Slash!"

"Captain! I want to have your babies!" Ram exclaimed even more dramatically, hugging An Ran's arm and rubbing against her. "I feel so safe here! With you around, this jungle feels like my own backyard!"

Other female soldiers also gathered around, praising her enthusiastically.

"Awesome, that was a flawless, fluid execution!"

"Exactly! What 'devil training'? We're just here for a picnic with Captain An!"

"Team Leader An is in charge of the indiscriminate killing, and we're in charge of the 'cawing'!"

"Regarding the atmosphere group, and the emotional value group."

Surrounded by the crowd and listening to their praise, An Ran's face remained expressionless, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.

She tossed the snake meat into her backpack, tossed her short hair, and raised her chin: "Alright, stop joking. If you don't want to go hungry, stick close to me. This place is not simple."

"Yes, sir! We'll go wherever the captain tells us to!"

The atmosphere in the group became much more relaxed. Everyone seemed to have found a leader, and their fear of the jungle lessened considerably.

however.

On a large tree a few dozen meters behind the group.

Chen Zheng was wearing a ghillie suit, and he almost blended into the tree trunk.

He held the binoculars and saw everything that had just happened.

In particular, the line "Team Leader An is in charge of the indiscriminate killing, and we're in charge of the 'hahaha'" made his face turn cold.

"idiot."

Chen Zheng put down his binoculars, his eyes revealing a coldness.

This is Mulan's biggest problem.

An Ran is too strong.

He was strong enough to overshadow the incompetence of everyone else.

Even though she knew in her heart that she should be strict, the danger she foresaw always unconsciously stood in front of her.

She was like a mother hen protecting her chicks, shielding the group of female soldiers under her wings.

Face danger calmly, and overcome difficulties calmly.

What about the others? Besides shouting "666," what else can they do?

"This isn't a special forces team, this is a freaking kindergarten."

"If this kind of team falls safely, the rest of the members are lambs to the slaughter, and their only fate is total annihilation."

"We must get rid of this ringleader."

Only by making them truly afraid, by making them cry out in vain, will these hothouse flowers grow thorns.

Ahead, the group encountered a rapid current.

Anran was directing everyone to hold hands and cross the river, while she stood at the point where the current was strongest, acting as a fulcrum.

Everyone's attention was focused on the river beneath their feet.

Chen Zheng shook his head, quietly slid down from the tree, and turned to walk towards the entrance of the jungle.

……

Until evening, the setting sun shone on the riverbank.

The group finally arrived at a flat, high ground.

"Stop! Set up camp here." An Ran wiped her sweat, turned around and shouted, "Distribute the tasks: Ramu, go find firewood; Keyboard, clean up the area; the rest of you, keep watch."

After she finished speaking, she habitually looked towards the back of the line.

Although Chen Zheng had been hiding, An Ran could sense that he was following her at a distance.

Although Chen Zheng didn't say a word the whole way, the feeling of being watched was the driving force behind An Ran's perseverance.

She wanted to prove to that man that she could lead the team well.

"Instructor, what do you think of this camp...?"

An Ran stopped halfway through her sentence.

There was nothing behind me.

The only sound was the rustling of leaves in the wind.

"Instructor?" An Ran's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her voice, "Chen Zheng?"

No one responded.

"Don't call me 'sister' anymore." Ram walked over carrying a pile of firewood, laughing carefree. "I guess the instructor went to the toilet somewhere, after all, he's been following us all this way."

"wrong."

An Ran's face turned pale instantly.

She knew Chen Zheng well; even when he went to the toilet, he would never stray too far from the others.

An Ran rushed to the back of the group and carefully examined the marks on the ground.

There were no footprints.

Even the marks of the grass being trampled down were broken several kilometers ago.

This means that Chen Zheng had already left.

In this perilous primeval jungle, as darkness was about to fall.

He abandoned them.