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

Meng Xue, who was following behind Meng Yi, was already panting heavily.

His clothes were already tattered, and when they were caught on the metal barbs in the pipe, he was practically naked.

"Sis, slow down a bit!" she whispered, struggling to move her hips. "My clothes are all torn to shreds!"

The third-ranked Ram complained even more, "Oh dear, my back is about to break!"

"Could you please go a little faster up ahead!"

"Instructor, please don't bump into me from behind! I really tried my best!"

At the far back of the group, Chen Zheng saw four buttocks of different shapes lined up in his line of sight, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

If others saw this bizarre infiltration formation, they would probably laugh themselves silly.

However, facing the congestion ahead, Chen Zheng braced his hands against the pipe wall and exerted a little force in his arm muscles.

The whole body can glide forward several meters, easily keeping up with the pace of the group.

This powerful core strength allowed him to move with ease even in such a confined space.

As the group ventured deeper into the area, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

Thick frost has begun to form on the inner walls of the pipe.

Meng Xue's lips turned purple from the cold, and she began to shiver uncontrollably, slowing her climb slower and slower.

Just as he was about to completely lose his strength and get stuck in place.

Chen Zheng squeezed past An Ran and Ram, and precisely tapped several acupoints on Meng Xue's back with his right hand.

His mastery of acupoints was divine, coupled with the internal energy he had cultivated within his body.

Meng Xue felt a warm current surge into her back, quickly flowing through her limbs and bones. Her previously stiff body regained its vitality, and her complexion became rosy.

Ram, who happened to be behind them, witnessed this scene and immediately shouted, "The instructor is showing favoritism!"

"I'm cold too! How about I take off my clothes and you give me a couple of slaps? I promise I won't resist!"

"If you say another word, I'll kick you down and use you as a stepping stone." Chen Zheng's tone was calm and unwavering.

Ram immediately shut up, shrank his neck, and obediently crawled forward.

Meng Yi, who was in first place, had fingers that were already red from the cold and even bled.

But this did nothing to stop her from moving forward.

at last.

A faint outline appeared ahead.

Meng Yi suddenly sped up and plunged headfirst out of the exhaust duct outlet.

The body nimbly rolled half a circle in mid-air and landed steadily on the concrete ground.

This is the end of the pipeline.

One by one, the people climbed out of the pipe, brushing the dust off their bodies in a disheveled manner.

Ram collapsed to the ground, greedily inhaling the cold air.

An Ran raised his pistol, and the bright beam of his tactical flashlight quickly swept across the dark corners around him.

This is a very small underground space.

The walls were all rough concrete, without even basic plaster.

A sloping passageway leads upwards from above, but the end of the passage is buried in snow, cutting off the way to the outside world.

Judging from the overall structure, this is a basement.

Directly in front of the basement.

A heavy iron gate stood in the darkness.

The edges of the iron gate were also completely sealed by frost, exuding an aura that kept people at a distance.

The door lock showed signs of being violently damaged by a sharp object, and was stained with blood that had long since turned black and congealed.

This is undoubtedly the last trace left by the father, Meng Lin.

Meng Yi stared intently at the rusty iron door.

He had just taken half a step when he abruptly stopped in his tracks.

This is a top female hunter from the Greater Khingan Mountains.

Even when faced with the overwhelming firepower of the Northern Cold Mercenaries, he can launch a suicidal charge without flinching.

At this moment, his legs felt heavy, and he could no longer take even a millimeter forward.

She felt fear.

I was afraid to push open that door, only to find there was still no trace of my father inside, rendering all my efforts futile.

What I fear even more is that there is a mutilated skeleton lying directly behind the door.

Meng Xue quickly walked to her sister's side, wanting to hold her hand, but found that her fingers were icy cold and had no warmth at all.

Just as Meng Yi fell silent.

A series of strong footsteps came from behind.

Chen Zheng walked past the crowd and went straight to the iron gate.

No unnecessary words.

He tucked the thermos under his left armpit and held it there, while his broad, strong right hand reached out and covered the iron gate.

The arm muscles bulged instantly, and he exerted force suddenly.

Accompanied by a piercing metallic scraping sound.

Chen Zheng forcefully pushed open the door that had been sealed for twenty years.

After opening the door, he carried his thermos, stepped over the threshold, and entered the dark passageway in front of him.

An Ran followed closely behind, holding a gun in her left hand as she stood guard, her eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

As Ram followed, she prepared to stretch and relieve her aching lower back.

But the moment everyone steps into the house.

Click.

A subtle yet crisp mechanical sound suddenly rang out in the empty space.

Four identical sounds came from all directions in succession.

For a moment, the air became tense.

Ram raised his arms high, cold sweat streaming down his face, but dared not move.

An Ran's eyes narrowed, her gaze quickly shifting downwards, and her heart began to pound.

Meng Yi and Meng Xue both noticed the strange sensation under their feet, and their fingers involuntarily gripped the hem of their clothes tightly.

Chen Zheng glanced down and calmly said, "Pressure-activated chain mines."

"No, it's been twenty years! Shouldn't this old relic be rusted and unusable by now?" Tears welled up in Ram's eyes. "So, does this mean we'll be blown up the moment we lift a foot?"

An Ran tried her best to remain calm, recalling the mine-clearing textbook in her mind, while her eyes searched around, trying to find a way to remove the fuse.

Just as everyone was at a loss, the plaster on both walls suddenly peeled off.

Four square stone pillars slowly emerged from the depths of the wall and came to a steady stop at waist height. Each pillar had a groove at its top.

Meng Xue was shivering from the cold, and her cleavage rose and fell violently with her rapid breathing. She was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Ram's eyes narrowed, and he glanced twice into the deep ravine.

He thought to himself: I really don't know what it ate to grow up like this. Could you send me the recipe?

Seeing this, An Ran slammed Ram's helmet hard with the butt of his gun again, while keeping a wary eye on the stone pillars that had suddenly appeared.

Chen Zheng's gaze swept over the four grooves, and a hint of admiration appeared on his lips.

"Your father is a genius." He turned to look at Meng Yi, his tone tinged with admiration. "Setting the trap in the entrance hall, rather than outside, is a classic case of luring someone into a trap."

"Older hunters loved using this kind of snare when hunting bears."

"When you're so close to your ultimate goal, most people will subconsciously let their guard down."

"Once hit, anyone who comes without the Mountain God's Token will surely die unless they can withstand the explosion of the landmine."

"Even if the person who comes is just cannon fodder, as long as they lift their foot, the entire entrance hall and everything inside will be flattened by high explosives."

This suicidal move is extremely vicious and difficult to defend against.