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

The back mountain.

Chen Zheng carried a thermos and followed behind Yao Yao.

Yao Yao walked ahead with her hands behind her back, her ponytail swinging back and forth, humming an unknown children's song, looking very happy.

"It's just ahead, instructor."

She stopped and pointed to a grove of trees ahead.

Chen Zheng followed the gaze and his lips twitched uncontrollably.

Five or six burly men in black suits were hanging upside down from several crooked trees in contorted positions.

A gust of wind blew, and the group swayed along with it.

Each person had their mouth stuffed with mud and weeds, and could only make muffled groans.

Chen Zheng stepped closer, his gaze sweeping over the nearest man in a suit.

The man's wrists were bent outwards, his elbows were dislocated and hung limply, and his ankles were also twisted in a strange way.

This method of dismembering bones is a very typical military technique.

Even without damaging the fascia, it can instantly render a person unable to move and cause continuous, excruciating pain.

More importantly, although these people looked disheveled at the moment, you could see the veins on their arms and the calluses on their hands through the cuffs of their suits.

These are calluses left from years of wielding weapons.

His temples were slightly bulging, his neck was thick, and his lower body was extremely stable.

Even when hanging upside down, the core muscles are still subconsciously tightening and trying to exert force.

This is no ordinary weird uncle.

This person is a trained martial artist.

Chen Zheng unscrewed the thermos and took a sip, his eyes showing a hint of amusement.

It's definitely not an ordinary thing for someone like that to appear near a military region.

With his abilities, if he wanted to investigate, he could find out all the details about these people in three minutes.

but……

No investigation.

Once the truth is found out, it will cause trouble, and you'll have to deal with it whether you want to or not.

He wants to rest these few days.

"Instructor, don't you feel sorry for them?"

Yao Yao leaned closer, tilted her little face up, and blinked her big eyes, "If you keep hanging here, you'll get a stroke and die."

Chen Zheng glanced at her, about to say a few words of advice to the girl.

Just then.

rustling.

The surrounding bushes suddenly began to shake violently.

A chilling killing intent swept over them instantly.

Chen Zheng didn't turn his head, but slowly took a step and leaned against the trunk of a big tree.

next second.

A dozen or so dark figures darted out of the woods.

These people were all dressed in black, and although they weren't carrying firearms, their waists were bulging, clearly indicating that they were hiding weapons.

Moreover, their auras were even more composed than those hanging in the tree, clearly indicating they were no weaker.

The leader was a man with a scarred face, in his forties, and with a rather fierce appearance.

He glanced at his companion hanging in the tree, his eye twitched slightly, and then looked at Yao Yao.

"Young Miss, have you had enough fun?"

The scarred man ordered in a low voice, "The main family is losing patience. We've lost a lot of men trying to find you."

"Whether you like it or not, you have to come back with us today."

As he spoke, the scarred man glanced at Chen Zheng, who was leaning against a tree drinking water, with his sinister eyes.

"As for this soldier..."

The scarred man sneered, "Get lost if you don't want to die. Some things are none of your business."

Knowing about our existence won't do you any good.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zheng raised an eyebrow.

Oh ho?

Threatening me?

He screwed the lid on his thermos and shrugged innocently, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just passing by and taking a look at the scenery."

"You guys talk your stuff, just pretend I don't exist."

After saying that, he actually crossed his arms and started watching the show.

The scarred man was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting the officer to back down so quickly.

He scoffed, his eyes showing even more contempt for him.

Soldiers these days are really all cowards; they cower at the slightest intimidation.

"Do it! Take the young lady away!"

With a wave of his hand, the scarred man immediately surrounded him in a fan shape, along with a dozen or so burly men in tight-fitting clothes.

Yao Yao stood there, her smiling face gradually drooping.

"I'm not going back..."

She took a step back and shrank to Chen Zheng's side. "I want to stay in Mulan. I'm not going with you."

"It's not up to you!"

A burly man rushed forward with a sinister grin, grabbing Yao Yao's shoulder with his large hand.

With that step, he landed right on a pile of fallen leaves at the base of the tree.

Click.

A cracking sound rang out.

It was a simple little flowerpot that was well hidden, with a small daisy just sprouting a bud inside.

That was a bowl that Yao Yao had just stolen from the cafeteria kitchen yesterday. She filled it with soil and carefully transplanted it over there.

The flower stem was instantly crushed into the mud by that big foot, and the bowl was also crushed to pieces.

The air fell silent instantly.

Yao Yao, who had been panicking and trying to hide behind Chen Zheng, suddenly stopped.

She lowered her head, staring intently at the foot that was stepping on the flowers.

A tear fell to the ground with a soft thud.

"My flowers..."

Yao Yao looked up, her face full of grievance, and said, "I had such a hard time getting this plant to grow..."

"I come to water it every day..."

The burly man who had trampled the flower paused for a moment, then impatiently cursed, "It's just a blade of grass, what's with the crying! Hurry up and come with me!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Yao Yao's arm again.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the training uniform.

brush!

A flash of cold light suddenly pierced the air.

The burly man froze.

He looked at his wrist with a somewhat blank expression.

A thin line of blood, as fine as a hair, had appeared there sometime during the night.

next second.

puff!

Blood spurted out, instantly staining the fallen leaves in front of him red.

Immediately afterwards, the excruciating pain of the severed tendon in my hand reached my brain.

"what!"

The scream stopped almost as soon as it was uttered.

Because a petite figure had already snuggled into his arms.

Yao Yao wiped away her tears while holding a triangular military dagger in her hand.

"Uncle, you owe me money for my flowers..."

She cried out in the most aggrieved voice, but her hands moved so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

Puff puff!

Three muffled thuds followed.

Achilles tendon, knee ligament, shoulder joint ligament.

Sever it instantly!

The burly man, who was 1.9 meters tall, collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

"Since you stepped on the flowers, you should apologize to them."

Yao Yao sniffed, looking at everyone a little embarrassed, "It might hurt a little, please bear with it."

Before he could finish speaking...

Yao Yao's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

She flitted about like a butterfly amidst the encirclement of a dozen burly men.

"Be careful!"

The scarred man was shocked and drew his short knife from his waist to try and block.

But Yao Yao didn't confront him directly at all.

She was short and had a very low center of gravity, so she moved almost touching the ground.

It specifically targets the lower body and joint connections.

brush!

"Oops, I'm sorry, I cut a little too deep." A burly man collapsed, clutching his femoral artery, blood gushing out.

brush!

"Oh, wait a minute, this doesn't look like the one in the textbook." Another burly man's wrist was precisely sliced ​​open.