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

An Ran missed her chance and glared at him angrily, "What are you doing?"

Did I say I would give it to you?

Chen Zheng tore open the packaging in front of her and took a bite.

The crisp sounds of chewing and swallowing rang in An Ran's ears.

"Want some meat?" Chen Zheng pointed to the trio below who were happily eating and said with a wicked smile, "I won't stop you, you can go down now."

"Go down and tell them that their beloved Captain An has been watching them fight and bleed from the tree."

"Then you can join them with a clear conscience and get a share of the profits."

An Ran's face paled slightly.

If she goes down now, her image in everyone's mind will be on par with Chen Zheng's.

"Don't you want to go down?"

Chen Zheng waved the remaining half of the cookie under An Ran's nose.

"Then beg me."

"If you make a nice noise, I'll give you some."

He had been following this trio all day and was getting really bored, so he thought he'd try to tease An Ran.

An Ranze's eyes widened, his chest heaving violently.

That bastard! Taking advantage of our misfortune!

Seeing Chen Zheng's "I've got you figured out" expression, a surge of anger welled up inside her.

Since you won't behave like a human being, don't blame me for being a dog!

An Ran suddenly leaned forward, not to snatch the cookie, but to open her mouth and bite hard at Chen Zheng's forearm that was holding the cookie.

"hiss!"

Chen Zheng gasped, his muscles tensing instantly.

This woman really bites.

The teeth dug deep into the muscle, showing no mercy.

"Holy crap, they loosened their grip!"

A good ten seconds or so passed.

An Ran only released her mouth when she tasted a hint of rust, panting heavily with drool still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"I'll stamp your paper!"

She spoke fiercely, snatching the crumpled cookie from Chen Zheng's hand and stuffing it into her mouth, chewing it forcefully as if she were chewing Chen Zheng's bones.

Chen Zheng glanced down at the neat circle of teeth marks on his arm, his lips twitched, but he didn't say anything more.

They've been tormented so badly, so they'll just have to accept being bitten once.

He casually flicked his hand and turned his gaze back to the ground beneath the tree.

Beside the campfire.

The three of them, having eaten and drunk their fill, did not immediately go to sleep.

Ram was holding the bone and polishing it on a stone, seemingly trying to make it into a bone knife.

The keyboard retrieved the wooden stick it had previously discarded and was now sharpening the tip.

Even Yao Yao was clumsily collecting the remaining wolf oil and applying it to her exposed skin to repel insects.

The air of weakness that emanated from them almost completely vanished in the face of a life-or-death crisis.

Instead, a fierce determination emerged.

Chen Zheng watched this scene with satisfaction in his eyes.

"Did you see that?"

He spoke softly, a hint of barely perceptible pride in his voice.

"They are more capable than you think."

Anran swallowed the last bite of the cookie and followed his gaze.

Looking at Ram's resolute profile, at the keyboard's focused gaze, and at Yao Yao's face, which was no longer crying, I felt a sense of relief.

She remained silent for a long time, then let out a soft hum, snuggled closer to Chen Zheng, and found a slightly more comfortable position to lean against him.

"You win."

……

Under the tree, several wolf bones lay discarded, their surfaces gnawed clean.

The keyboard lay sprawled undignifiedly on the laid-out hay, muttering to itself:

"According to my calculations, the calories from this wolf meat are enough to keep us healthy until noon tomorrow."

"And because we killed the elite monster, our morale should be full now."

"The only debuff is Ram's arm; the continuous bleeding condition must be removed, otherwise we won't survive until tomorrow."

Ram leaned back against the wolf bone, wincing in pain.

Hearing this, she rolled her eyes, too exhausted to even swear.

"If you have time, instead of making sarcastic remarks, you should come and help."

Ram pointed to her left arm, which was still bleeding. The cloth strip had been tied for too long, and her entire arm had turned purple.

"If this fails, even if I pass this test, I won't be able to go back to Mulan."

Before the keyboard could even be touched, Yao Yao, who had been huddled to the side, came over first.

"I'll do it."

Yao Yao knelt down beside Ram and reached out to untie the blood-soaked knot in the cloth.

Although his movements were clumsy, his hands were surprisingly steady.

"You can?" Ram looked at her skeptically.

"I've read the team's first aid manual..." Yao Yao sniffed. "Although I was only focused on An Ran's profile at the time, I roughly remember the steps."

The bandages were untied, revealing the wound.

The rolled-up flesh looked quite frightening.

Keyboard leaned over for a look, then clicked its tongue twice and said, "This wound... as expected, game models can't be too realistic."

Yao Yao ignored the keyboard, picked up a piece of charcoal from beside the fire, and scraped off a layer of grease from the wolf carcass.

"Bear with it," Yao Yao said, looking at Ram. "It might hurt a little."

Ram opened her mouth and bit her collar, steeling her resolve: "Come on!"

If they delayed any longer, the wound might become infected and worsen, so Yao Yao didn't hesitate.

She ground up charcoal and sprinkled it on the wound to stop the bleeding, then applied wolf oil to isolate it from the air.

Holy crap!

Ram suddenly stiffened, veins bulging on his neck, and a muffled groan escaped his throat.

Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and cold sweat streamed down her forehead.

But Ram didn't utter a sound, biting her collar tightly.

Two minutes later, Ram slumped down like a lump of mud, panting heavily.

"Okay... okay, Yao Yao..."

Ram weakly forced a smile, managing an awkward one.

"That's ruthless enough; now that's got the feel of a special forces soldier."

Yao Yao wiped the blood off her hands, her face flushing red: "You were the one who said you would bear it."

"That's right, I, Ram, always keep my word."

After treating their wounds, the three girls were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. They huddled together around the fire, keeping each other warm.

The night wind blew, and the leaves overhead rustled.

"Hey, you guys..." Keyboard hugged his knees, staring at the flickering flames, "We've not only cleared the first chapter, have we?"

"I think I executed my skills perfectly during that wolf-killing play just now!"

"Two fingers, one 'plop'... the feel of it, tsk tsk tsk."

Seeing her like that, Ram couldn't help but sigh. "Alright, stop dwelling on it."

As she spoke, Ram added a piece of firewood to the fire with her still-intact hand.

"But speaking of which, Yao Yao, you've really opened my eyes." Ram turned to look at Yao Yao, who was holding half a wolf bone as a hand warmer. "Riding on a wolf's back and biting its ear, who taught you that trick?"

Yao Yao paused for a moment, as if recalling what had just happened, and her body trembled involuntarily.

"I...I don't know."

"At that time, I thought, since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well bite off a piece of flesh."

"That wolf stinks... its mouth is full of fur..."