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

The next morning.

Southwest Military Region helipad.

A military transport plane has started its engines, and the cabin door is slowly closing.

Chen Zheng sat by the window, holding his stainless steel thermos in his hands.

Looking out the porthole at the military base gradually receding into the distance.

At the edge of the tarmac, the remaining female soldiers of Mulan stood in a row, waving their arms vigorously.

Guo Huaiying was even holding a large meat bone that she had somehow acquired.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Chen Zheng's lips.

These girls hope they'll behave well while I'm gone.

My gaze shifted slightly.

A familiar figure stood a little further down in the control tower.

Brigade Commander An Jianjun stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the transport plane in the sky with a furrowed brow.

His face was full of worry.

Although this old fox kept boasting about how much he believed in his daughter's abilities, saying that young people should gain more experience.

But when it really comes down to An Ran going to carry out such a high-risk combat mission while injured, how could a father not feel heartache?

Moreover, the place we're going to this time is a very dangerous place deep in the Changbai Mountains.

As the transport plane flew higher and higher, the scenery below gradually turned into blurry little black dots.

Chen Zheng looked away, unscrewed the lid of the cup, and slowly took a sip of hot water.

An Ran, sitting opposite, was checking her personal firearms.

Ram was excitedly fiddling with a brand-new polar cold-weather suit.

Meng Yi sat in the corner, wiping the bone knife over and over again, her eyes cold.

Changbai Mountain in Northeast China.

The special reward from the system notification resurfaced in Chen Zheng's mind.

The Hunter's Heart.

He wanted to see just how much trouble those border militants could cause.

Although saying this might be a bit unfair to Meng Yi, I still hope they can persevere a little longer.

After all, it had been a long time since he had played a match at his full strength.

……

Four o'clock in the morning.

The military aircraft landed at the small military airfield closest to Changbai Mountain.

The cabin door slowly opened, and a gust of cold wind instantly rushed into the cabin.

Wrapped in his heavy polar cold-weather suit, Ram curled up into a ball, his teeth chattering, and couldn't help but swear.

"Holy crap, is this biting wind from Northeast China penetrating? My breasts are going to shrink by two cup sizes from the cold!"

With her right arm in a cast, An Ran tightened her collar with her unaffected left hand and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"We didn't have much stock to begin with, and if we shrink any further, it'll become a basin. We need to get down there quickly."

With a solemn expression, Meng Yi gripped the hilt of the bone knife at her waist tightly and stepped out of the cabin first.

Chen Zheng walked at the back, still wearing a thin autumn training uniform, holding a thermos in his hand.

As soon as he stepped onto the tarmac, his eyes narrowed slightly.

An indescribable sense of oppression permeated the surrounding air.

Logically speaking, this airport is exclusively for military use, never open to the public, and is of extremely high level. There should be no hidden sentries or patrols.

At this moment, there were only a few sentries around the huge tarmac, and each of them gripped their rifles tightly, their eyes darting around, their expressions revealing an undisguised tension.

Soon, an off-road vehicle with military license plates stopped not far away.

A captain in a military overcoat strode up to greet them.

The captain first stood at attention and saluted, his gaze quickly sweeping over the four men. His eyes lingered for a second on the major's rank on Chen Zheng's collar, and his pupils contracted slightly.

This group didn't bring a single decent heavy weapon, and the major leading them was carrying a thermos, looking like he was on vacation.

But it was precisely this nonchalant attitude that made the captain, who had been stationed on the frontier for many years, feel a chill run down his spine.

The captain lowered his voice and spoke very quickly.

"Greetings, Colonel. The car is ready, and the civilian clothes are in the trunk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the captain glanced left and right, hesitated, and finally took a half step closer.

"Sir, this is a very complicated situation. Even the higher-ups are unwilling to openly get involved. Please... take care."

Without giving Chen Zheng a chance to ask any questions, the captain turned around, got into another car, and sped away faster than a rabbit.

Ram watched the taillights disappear into the distance and pursed his lips.

"Why are you running so fast? Are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated? You don't even care about a hot meal."

Chen Zheng unscrewed the thermos and took a sip of goji berry water: "Interesting. Even the local garrison avoids it like the plague. It seems there's a big fish hiding in Changbai Mountain."

The four men quickly changed into civilian clothes and climbed into the jeep provided by the military.

Soon, Chen Zheng drove his jeep, bumping along the snow, heading straight for the hunter's village at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

Ram sat in the back seat, feeling dizzy and disoriented from the jolting, and couldn't help but start muttering to herself again.

"This damn car is shaking so badly. If I had known I was going to suffer here, I would have stayed at the base and stolen Guo Huaiying's snacks."

An Ran glared at her fiercely, then looked at Meng Yi with some concern.

The latter sat in the passenger seat, his eyes fixed on the snow scene outside the window, without saying a word.

As the car traveled halfway, the surrounding snow became thicker and the trees grew taller.

Suddenly, Meng Yi sat bolt upright: "Stop the car!"

Chen Zheng slammed on the brakes, and the tires left two deep black marks on the snow.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Meng Yi pushed open the car door and jumped out, sprinting through the snow that was now above her knees towards the roadside.

Anran and Ram quickly followed.

Chen Zheng pushed open the car door and slowly got out.

There stood a huge tree by the roadside, its trunk charred black from being burned.

Meng Yi stood in the snow, her fingers tracing the charred tree trunk: "This is a road sign that my grandfather made by hand... It was burned."

Chen Zheng walked closer, his gaze sweeping over the middle section of the tree trunk, then he stretched out his fingers and pried out two brass bullets from the charred charcoal.

Below the bullet, there were a few drops of dark red blood that had already frozen.

"5.56mm caliber, NATO standard ammunition."

He casually tossed the bullet onto the snow, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"You can't get this stuff domestically. It seems your good uncle has completely colluded with foreign forces."

Ram looked at the few drops of blood and couldn't help but swallow.

"Good heavens, what kind of deep-seated hatred could drive someone to collude with foreigners to vandalize their own father's territory?"

The jeep continued on its way and finally entered the hunter's village through the morning mist.

The village was somewhat dilapidated, and the air was filled with the smoke of burning firewood and a faint smell of blood.

Several crows perched on the bare branches, cawing loudly.

The sound of the jeep's engine drew eyes from the cracks in the windows of several houses.

When the villagers saw Meng Yi's face, they were terrified, slamming the windows shut and drawing the curtains tightly shut.

The four paid no attention and, under Meng Yi's direction, headed straight for the old house at the east end of the village.

The old house's gate was tightly locked, and several huge crosses had been drawn on the door panel with red paint.