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

Chen Zheng slowly took out his phone and dialed the dedicated line of the Security Section of the Southwest Military Region.

Two beeps, and the call was connected.

"There were more than a dozen people illegally trespassing in the back mountain. Come and take them back."

After saying that, he hung up immediately.

Upon hearing this conversation, the group of men in black who were pretending to be dead on the ground began to twitch uncontrollably at the corners of their eyes.

We can't beat them in a fight, and we can't run away. We're doomed!

Yao Yao stood not far away, secretly raising her eyelids, her gaze sweeping back and forth across Chen Zheng's expressionless face. Her heart pounded wildly.

I was so excited while cutting that I accidentally lost control. I hope the instructor won't blame me.

Chen Zheng completely ignored the little girl's wild thoughts, strode over to a bald, burly man whose knee had been cut by Yao Yao, and knelt down on one knee.

A large, thick hand reached out and ruthlessly tore open the bald man's trouser leg at the knee.

Chen Zheng narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on the wound, and began to analyze every detail.

The angle of approach is very strange.

The blade avoided all blood vessels, but precisely severed the cruciate ligament and meniscus.

Even more terrifying is that the pain receptors around the incision were completely preserved.

Although this is a typical military tactic, few people actually go to such lengths.

Chen Zheng straightened up, casually brushed off the dust, and turned to stare at Yao Yao, who was huddled to the side, asking, "Who taught you that movement technique?"

Yao Yao trembled, and her big, watery eyes instantly filled with tears.

Oh no, the instructor is really angry.

She bit her lower lip tightly, forcing a smile: "I...I don't know."

Chen Zheng frowned slightly, but did not press the matter further.

Just now, this girl was weaving back and forth amidst the attacks of more than a dozen top-notch fighters.

This kind of movement technique is absolutely impossible to achieve through training alone, without exceptional talent.

There's no need to use your eyes at all; your body alone can perceive every change in the surrounding space, and muscle memory will automatically find the blind spots in the enemy's defenses.

Chen Zheng couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

Such amazing footwork is so incredible that even if you personally taught it, or even if you brought all the world's martial arts masters together, you still wouldn't be able to teach it properly.

This girl is a true genius in the field of assassination.

Looking at the little girl who was about to cry, Chen Zheng's frustration inexplicably dissipated completely.

He suddenly raised his large right hand and ruthlessly covered Yao Yao's head.

He rubbed his fingers vigorously, making the two carefully combed pigtails a complete mess.

"Well done, that movement technique is quite interesting. You can practice it more when you have free time."

His voice softened considerably, carrying a hint of helplessness and admiration.

Yao Yao froze on the spot, forcing back the tears welling up in her big eyes.

Feeling the warm touch from the top of her head, the corners of her mouth suddenly turned up, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth.

The instructor not only didn't yell at anyone, but actually praised himself for the first time ever!

Chen Zheng rolled his eyes, too lazy to watch the girl grinning foolishly, and turned to walk straight towards the old crooked tree.

He bent down and picked up the broken bowl that had been crushed in the pile of fallen leaves.

The daisies inside had broken in two.

The two squatted side by side under the tree roots.

Chen Zheng pulled out a multi-functional dagger, quickly dug a hole, and dug out the broken flower again.

He then casually pulled a shrunken cigarette box from the arms of a black-clad man who was pretending to be dead.

Empty out all the cigarettes, fill the container with soft soil, and carefully insert the broken daisies and press them down firmly.

I unscrewed the stainless steel thermos, poured out two goji berries, tossed them into the cigarette box as fertilizer, and added a few drops of goji berry water.

The movements were completed in one smooth motion.

"Alright, let's just make do with this."

Chen Zheng shoved the makeshift flowerpot into Yao Yao's arms, clapped his hands, stood up, and said, "After you're done cleaning up, head back to the camp for dinner."

Yao Yao hugged the cigarette box and nodded vigorously.

Just as he was about to take a step to catch up with Chen Zheng, his right leg suddenly went weak, and he fell forward uncontrollably.

With a soft "smack".

She landed hard on the muddy ground covered with fallen leaves.

However, he held the cigarette pack high with both hands, and not a single speck of dirt spilled out.

With her physique of just over 1.5 meters, forcibly supporting that bizarre movement had already stretched her muscle fibers to the limit.

Once the adrenaline subsides, all four limbs immediately cease functioning, and now I don't even have the strength to get up from the ground.

Chen Zheng stopped and turned to look at Yao Yao, who was lying on the ground and clearly unable to get up.

The little girl looked up at him pitifully, pleading for help.

He couldn't help but feel annoyed and rolled his eyes helplessly.

He walked back to Yao Yao, turned his back to her, and squatted down.

"Come up."

Yao Yao immediately cheered and, with the last of her strength, sprang up from the ground and pounced on Chen Zheng's back.

Two slender arms wrapped around Chen Zheng's neck, and a pair of short legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

Chen Zheng straightened up, put his hands behind him, and steadily supported Yao Yao's thighs.

The feel of it in hand is quite nice.

Although she is a loli, her thighs have some muscle due to years of training, and they are still quite soft when squeezed in the palm of your hand.

Yao Yao's pretty face instantly turned bright red, her cheeks burning hot.

She quickly buried her head deep into Chen Zheng's back.

Her rapid breathing kept hitting Chen Zheng's neck, making him feel itchy.

"Instructor, am I heavy?"

A soft, delicate voice came from behind.

Chen Zheng deliberately tossed it around a couple of times and ruthlessly complained, "It's not that it's heavy, but it's no different from carrying a bag of cotton."

"You eat a lot in the cafeteria, so all the nutrients are going to your face?"

"With your skinny frame, you'll be sitting at the same table as Shen Doudou and Keyboard from now on."

Yao Yao angrily opened her mouth and bit Chen Zheng's shoulder muscle hard through her training uniform.

Unfortunately, I was too weak to bite down, so it didn't hurt at all.

She could only rub her burning cheeks against his muscles in protest.

Chen Zheng was too lazy to pay any more attention to the girl. He picked up his thermos, took a sip, and started walking along the rugged mountain path towards the camp.

The distant roar of military jeep engines could be faintly heard from the woods; the security department's floor cleaning team would be there soon.

Feeling the slight weight behind him, Chen Zheng looked at the setting sun in the distance and couldn't help but sigh.

The name "Zongjia" that the scarred man shouted before he died clearly indicated that he was no ordinary person.

These men in black also displayed extremely high combat skills, indicating they were no ordinary people.

Carrying the secrets hidden on this little girl's back will surely lead to a whole host of deadly troubles.

Thinking this, Chen Zheng looked up at the sky and sighed again.

Just when I was thinking of taking a break and letting things fall apart, another mess popped up.

My life is destined to be a tiring one.