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

Just as Chen Zheng was about to put the miniature scanner into his pocket, his cell phone vibrated.

It's a message from the keyboard.

"Instructor, there's new information from Zhao Tingxuan!"

"I just intercepted an encrypted communication. The firewall was too thick for me to crack, but I was able to locate the number."

"The number is located within the Second Ring Road of Beijing and belongs to a telecommunications company owned by the Zhou family."

Chen Zheng stared at the words on the screen for a few seconds.

The head of the Zhao family in the Central Plains has a truly keen sense of smell.

BYD sensed the impending downfall of the main family from thousands of kilometers away and started looking for a new owner.

The speed was a bit faster than expected, but it's not a big deal.

A dangerous smile crept across his face as he shoved his phone back into his pocket and strode down the mountain.

After sneaking back to the Southwest Military Region, Chen Zheng did not immediately release all the dirt he had on him.

Dealing with such a complex alliance of interests, a swift and decisive strike is likely to provoke them into desperate measures.

Like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, you peel it layer by layer.

Let's start by targeting the most cunning families in the alliance, the Yan and Li families.

……

In the land of Yan and Zhao, in the study of the old Yan family residence.

On the desk lay a military map of Southwest China, and under the lamplight, several medicinal herb bases were circled in red.

Yan Honghu stood in front of the table, staring intently at the red circles, his eyes filled with greed.

The Yan family had long wanted to get involved in the medicinal herb business in the southwest.

If we can seize these treasure bowls while the Zong family is in decline, the Yan family's wealth will increase even further.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the study door.

The trusted butler carefully entered and handed over a blank white envelope with both hands.

"Master, the Zhou family's informant just arrived, saying it's extremely urgent."

Yan Honghu casually tossed aside the pencil, caught it, tore it open, and pulled out a sheet of letter paper.

His gaze swept over the contents, and the fingers holding the letter suddenly paused.

The letter contained only a few lines of text.

"Zong Yanhui has a copy of the shipping manifest for the Yan family's smuggled medicinal herbs, but now someone can help the Yan family render this document useless."

"There is only one condition: the Yan family must not interfere when the Zong family falls."

This message is neither threatening nor extortionate.

It's a notification.

Yan Honghu put down the letter and stared at the few lines of text for a long time, his expression changing repeatedly.

A moment later, he rang the bell on the table and called his son Yanbei in.

Less than half a minute later, Yan Bei, the eldest son of the Yan family, pushed open the door and came in.

"Use all resources to investigate which line in Beijing delivered this information."

Yan Honghu tossed the note over.

Yan Bei glanced at the note, his pupils contracted, and after accepting the order, he immediately turned and left.

Yan Honghu was left alone in the study again.

He knew better than anyone that anyone who could send a message through the Zhou family must have a powerful backing.

What's worse, the smuggling shipping manifest that the other party mentioned was indeed in Zong Yanhui's safe.

This suggests that the mysterious force not only knew what cards the main family held, but may have even personally witnessed the incriminating evidence that could have cost the Yan family half their lives.

Yan Honghu was deep in thought, his face expressionless, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

But if you look closely, you can see that the light in his old eyes is exactly the same as the look in his eyes when he stares at the map.

The fire of ambition will not bypass anyone.

The reaction from the Li family in the Northwest was much more direct and brutal.

Li Peiran smashed a tea set, ripped open the collar of his Tang suit, and began to curse loudly.

"Damn it, Zong Yanhui, that son who was born without an anus!"

"Using my weakness to blackmail me is one thing, but letting someone else find out my trump card! What a piece of trash!"

The men standing nearby were too scared to utter a sound, and could only tremble.

After venting his anger, Li Peiran kicked away the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground and sat back on the sofa, panting heavily.

"Give the order: everyone below, be on high alert! Shut down all high-risk logistics lines!"

One of his trusted confidants mustered his courage and approached, asking in a low voice.

"Patriarch, should we sever our ties with the main family?"

"Broken my ass!"

Li Peiran slammed his hand on the table and whispered, "Don't move yet. Send people to keep a close eye on the Yan and Lin families and see how they react!"

As the head of the family, his style represents the style of the Li family.

Straightforward, but not unintelligent.

They would never be the spearhead if others wouldn't step forward.

But as soon as the wind changes direction, they run faster than anyone else.

Let's turn our attention back to the communications room of the Southwest Military Region.

The development of the Zhao family in the Central Plains is even more interesting than Chen Zheng had imagined.

He sat cross-legged in the chair, his face showing several dark circles under his eyes.

"Instructor, Zhao Tingxuan has been acting very strangely these past few days."

"His encrypted calls with people in Beijing have increased dramatically."

"I couldn't capture the content, but judging from the call duration and frequency, it's clear they're up to something big."

I pressed Enter on the keyboard, which brought up a deciphered audio clip.

"What's even more interesting is that this guy took the initiative to call Zong Yanhui. Just listen to his tone."

Zhao Tingxuan's voice came from the speakers, carrying a strong sense of flattery.

The call was short, and Zhao Tingxuan adopted a very humble attitude, taking the initiative to apologize for what happened at the teahouse earlier.

He kept saying he hoped Brother Zong wouldn't take it to heart; after so many years of cooperation, they shouldn't let such a small matter ruin their relationship.

Zong Yanhui laughed heartily on the other end of the phone, saying it was nothing, they were all his brothers.

But without even thinking about it, his face would definitely darken instantly after he hung up the phone.

Did Zhao Tingxuan suddenly back down?

That's just bragging. Zong Yanhui knows Zhao Tingxuan too well.

That guy is extremely proud; he wouldn't admit his mistake without a reason.

This is so unusual; there must be a huge conspiracy behind it.

Alternatively, they could use smokescreens to lull the clan into a false sense of security.

Either they've found a stronger backer and are now confident enough to appease the main family while waiting to deliver a fatal blow.

Either way, it would be fatal for the main family.

After listening to the report from Jianpan, Chen Zheng chuckled softly.

"Zhao Tingxuan is much smarter than I thought."

"First, he went to the capital to see the Zhou family, and then he became sworn brothers with Zong Yanhui."

"Still a cold noodle enthusiast."

"Bet on both sides, and no matter which side wins, the Zhao family can survive by stepping over the corpses of others."

As he spoke, he nodded slightly, "However, this also reveals that the Zhao family is ready to kick the Zong family aside at any time."

"Right now, we're simply waiting for a signal."

"This signal is me."

The keyboard popped out from behind the computer, pushed up its glasses, and looked excited.

"When does the instructor plan to give the signal?"

Chen Zheng did not answer immediately, but turned and walked to the window.

"It's not the right time yet."

"Now that we've got the dirt on the four major families, those old foxes are in a panic."

"But that's not enough."

"The only bargaining chip we have now is to get them to give up on saving the Zong family; the only option is to cut off the Zong family's limbs."

"To completely overturn the table, something crucial is still missing."

"If Lan Meng were still alive, she alone would be enough to wipe out the entire main family."

"But Lanmeng's sample is in the safe in the brigade commander's office, being tightly controlled by those people above."

"If you bring up things that have been suppressed, it's like slapping the authorities in the face."