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

"Sir, I was blind to your true strength at the airport before."

"I'm doing this for the sake of my brothers. Those Slavs are indeed not to be trifled with, and we also have discipline to maintain. I hope you understand."

The captain was sweating profusely as he kept explaining, trying to salvage his image in Chen Zheng's eyes.

Chen Zheng simply shook his head, slowly stood up, then raised his arm and casually waved to the female soldiers who were resting in the corner.

The female soldiers immediately understood what he meant.

An Ran straightened up, supporting herself with her left hand on her right arm. Ram pulled Meng Xue, who was still rubbing her eyes, to her feet, while Meng Yi followed closely behind, gripping the bone knife hilt tightly with one hand.

Ram tossed the heavy explosion-proof box to a soldier who was still in a daze next to him and dusted off his hands.

An Ran walked past the chemical defense soldiers with a cold expression.

As Meng Yi passed by the captain, his beast-like eyes swept over him, startling the latter into taking a half-step back.

Chen Zheng had one hand in the pocket of his training pants, and the other hand holding a thermos that was empty of hot water.

He strode past the captain, whose face was filled with embarrassment and awe, and stepped out of the cabin without a word.

He knew, of course, that the captain dared not do anything because of orders from his superiors.

But as a strong person who dared to wade into these troubled waters and successfully completed the mission, I could say that I was not one of them.

We should look down on weaklings who dare not volunteer and fight desperately!

If it were him, even without the system or orders from his superiors, he would definitely rush into these mountains and forests!

……

The transport plane roared as its engines pierced through the clouds and soared into the sky.

The cabin was well-heated, and the temperature rose quickly.

Ram took off his winter coat and held the chocolates he had brought from the Slavic settlement in his arms.

The girl looked completely relaxed, her head resting against the bulkhead as she fell asleep, drool still hanging from the corner of her mouth, muttering in her sleep.

"Don't steal my braised pork, and leave me my portion too..."

Sitting opposite her, Meng Yi was resting with her eyes closed. The hand that usually held the bone knife was now gripping her younger sister Meng Xue's wrist.

Meng Xue was wearing a large military overcoat, but it still couldn't hide her great figure.

After experiencing a series of stimulating events, the girl finally relaxed completely.

Chen Zheng sat by the window, holding a stainless steel thermos, looking at the sea of ​​clouds outside.

Anran sat down next to Chen Zheng.

The special forces captain had very dark circles under his eyes at that moment.

The continuous high-intensity travel, coupled with the pain of the fractured right arm, left me feeling utterly exhausted after I was out of danger.

Her eyelids were heavy, and her body swayed slightly with the plane.

Suddenly, the plane encountered turbulence, and An Ran's head tilted to the side, resting on Chen Zheng's shoulder.

Warm breath landed on the latter's neck.

Chen Zheng raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the girl leaning on his shoulder.

Anran was sleeping soundly, her lips slightly relaxed, and drool was about to drip down her cheeks.

Normally, given his personality, he would have pushed the girl away without hesitation and made a few sarcastic remarks.

But today, Chen Zheng simply looked quietly at that tired profile, and with a slight exertion of his right arm, carefully tilted his body a little towards An Ran, and even adjusted his sitting posture to make her more comfortable.

Then, he casually picked up a training uniform jacket from the side and covered An Ran with it.

After doing all this, Chen Zheng turned his gaze back to the window.

……

A few hours later.

The transport plane landed on a dedicated helipad within the Southwest Military Region.

The cabin door slowly opened.

A warm, moist breeze swept over them, dispelling the chill from the Northeast that had clung to them.

An Ran woke up when the hatch opened and blushed when she realized that most of her body was hanging on the instructor.

She hurriedly sat up straight, wiped her mouth haphazardly, and stammered as she tried to explain.

But Chen Zheng completely ignored him, stood up straight, and walked down the gangway with his thermos cup in his hand.

The tarmac was already filled with fully armed soldiers.

Several chemical defense soldiers, dressed in protective suits and wearing gas masks, surrounded the aircraft exit, each holding a detection instrument.

After everyone was checked and found to be in good condition, they finally disembarked from the plane.

Then, Chen Zheng turned and waved to the medical team standing to the side.

"Take all four of them for a full physical examination, blood tests, and make sure not a single test is omitted."

"Especially An Ran, have the cast removed from that arm and take new X-rays to see if the bone has grown crooked."

The medical team didn't dare to delay and immediately pushed a stretcher to meet them.

An Ran obediently cooperated with the medical staff's arrangements, but before leaving, her gaze couldn't help but linger on Chen Zheng for a few more seconds.

Wrapped in a military overcoat, Meng Xue followed behind Meng Yi, curiously observing the military base.

As she passed Chen Zheng, Meng Xue stopped, blushing, and whispered, "Instructor Chen, thank you... I'll consider what you said about running 20 kilometers with weights."

Chen Zheng's lips twitched.

Ram leaned closer, patted Meng Xue's shoulder, and advised, "Little sister, listen to my advice. The instructor is a dead tree that will never bloom, and with your figure, he can't handle you."

Meng Xue's face instantly turned red again. She stomped her foot and quickly pulled her sister towards the medical vehicle.

Chen Zheng slapped Ram on the head: "Go to the infirmary and get your brain checked while you're at it."

The latter covered his head and followed the medical team, looking aggrieved.

After making arrangements for everyone, Chen Zheng slowly turned around.

Below the command tower not far away, Brigade Commander An Jianjun stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on An Ran as she was being pushed onto the medical cart, his face full of heartache and worry.

Chen Zheng didn't approach them to talk, but walked confidently toward the office building.

More than twenty minutes later.

Chen Zheng arrived at An Jianjun's office.

He didn't knock; he simply reached out, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open to enter.

The office lacked its usual serious atmosphere; instead, it was filled with the aroma of tea.

Two middle-aged people and a sprightly old man sat at the tea table.

Brigade Commander An Jianjun sat on the right, washing teacups.

Political Commissar Yang Guohua sat on the left, holding a purple clay tea pet in his hand.

Sitting in the main seat was An Ran's own grandfather, An Yuanchao, who had dragged Chen Zheng into this mess.

Upon hearing the door open, the three bigwigs simultaneously stopped what they were doing and their eyes fell on Chen Zheng as he walked in.

If this were an ordinary officer, he would probably be so scared that his legs would have gone weak.

Chen Zheng didn't even blink, and turned around to close the door.

An Yuanchao looked Chen Zheng up and down, his eyes revealing undisguised admiration.

This old man, who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield, was well aware of the dangers of Changbai Mountain.

There are not only outlaws from the North Cold there, but also well-equipped Slavic special forces.

With just Chen Zheng and four female soldiers, he not only rescued the person unharmed, but also single-handedly wiped out the entire Slavic special forces battalion and obtained the item mentioned in the plan.

Such a record is extremely rare even in the entire history of the military.