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

Keyboard was still preoccupied with the matter of the Egret Southwest Node and didn't pay much attention to Ram's strange behavior.

Li Yue and Guo Huaiying only felt that Lamu had suddenly become quiet, which was a bit strange, but they didn't think much of it.

After all, there are times when Ram is too full to talk.

Anran sat diagonally opposite, her chopsticks pausing for a moment.

She didn't ask in public, but her eyes were always on Lamu.

Ram was distracted throughout the rest of the meal.

I only ate a few mouthfuls of rice from my bowl, and didn't pick up any vegetables.

This is very unusual for someone who usually covets food from other people's bowls.

At the very back of the long table.

Chen Zheng, holding a thermos, calmly scanned the dining table. His gaze lingered on Ram's face for a moment.

This girl, who usually has the loudest voice and the most outgoing emotions, suddenly fell silent.

This is much more unsettling than when she's yelling.

But Chen Zheng didn't ask on the spot either, he just turned his gaze away without making a sound.

Some things need to be processed by the people involved first.

Asking too early will only make her less willing to talk.

……

In the afternoon, we had a combat equipment lesson.

On the training field, the sounds of impacts and shouts rang out continuously.

Ram's condition was visibly abnormal.

She is usually very fierce in sparring training, and her movements are fast and ruthless.

But today is different.

His punches are slow and light, and his defense is always problematic.

During a sparring session with Li Yue, Li Yue delivered a sweeping kick.

Normally, Ram would definitely be able to catch it, or at least dodge it.

But this time she reacted a beat too slow, and her calf was swept off her feet, causing her to fall to the ground.

Ram lay on the ground, not jumping up immediately, but staring at the sky above for two seconds.

Two seconds later, he slowly got up, dusted himself off, and didn't say a word.

An Ran stood at the edge of the training field, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

During a break in training, she walked over to Ram, handed her a bottle of water, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Ram took the water, tilted her head back and gulped down a large mouthful, then lowered her head and remained silent for several seconds.

Anran thought she didn't want to talk and was about to turn around.

Ram suddenly spoke up.

"Captain, I might... need to take a few days off."

An Ran stopped and turned to look at her.

Ram didn't look up, and the water bottle in her hand was deformed from being squeezed so tightly.

Seeing this, An Ran sighed helplessly: "Let's talk about it after training."

Ram nodded, then walked back to the training area to continue training with the next person.

Anran stood there, watching Ram's retreating figure, feeling a little worried.

I need to have a good talk with her after training.

……

evening.

After training, the team members headed to the canteen and dormitory one after another.

Ram did not stay with the main group.

She stood alone beside the equipment rack at the edge of the training field, leaning against the iron pillar of the horizontal bar.

An Ran slowly walked over.

Instead of standing opposite Ram, she walked to another pillar next to her, leaned against it, and stood side by side with her.

He then spoke first.

"If you've thought it through, just say so. If you haven't, I'll stand here with you."

Upon hearing this, Ram's lips moved slightly.

But he remained silent for a long time.

It was only after Anran thought she wasn't going to talk about it tonight that Ram whispered.

"My mother called and said my father had an accident."

An Ran turned her head to look at her.

Ram lowered his head, looking at the ground beneath his feet.

She spoke haltingly, mixing Tibetan with Mandarin.

Sometimes, when she can't find the right Mandarin for an important word, she'll just blurt out a string of Tibetan.

Anran didn't understand, but she didn't interrupt and quietly waited for her to come back to the point on her own.

Lhamo's home is in a very remote county town under Shigatse in Tibet.

Her family name is Langse.

Going back a few generations, during the old Tibet period, the Langse family was a minor noble family in the area, with several hundred acres of land and a number of serfs under their control.

Later, all of the Langse family's land and estates were confiscated, and their noble status was also lost.

Ram's great-grandfather was considered enlightened; he voluntarily cooperated by handing over the land and freeing the serfs, so he was not purged.

But the entire family declined from then on, going from nobles to ordinary herdsmen.

By Ram's generation, they had long since lost all connection with the word "noble".

Her father, Tashi Dondrup, was an honest and hardworking Tibetan herdsman who spent most of his life herding and growing barley.

Tashi Dondrup's proudest achievement in his life was sending Lamu to join the army.

He never mentioned the past of the Langse family, nor did he yearn for or flaunt his former noble status.

In his mind, those were all bad things from the old society, and had nothing to do with him.

But some people don't think that way.

There is another family in the area, the Gongjue family.

The Gongjue family was a much larger noble family than the Langse family in old Tibet, owning vast tracts of land and hundreds of serfs.

At that time, the head of the Gongjue family was arrested for his heinous crimes.

But the family did not perish.

Decades later, the descendants of the Gongjue family made a lot of money through business and mining, and secretly built up a powerful force in the local area.

In recent years, the current head of the Gongjue family, Gongjue Suolang, has been developing an old manor cultural site in the area under the banner of "reviving traditional culture".

To put it bluntly, they've set their sights on the ruins of the Ram family's ancestral manor and the land beneath it.

They wanted to develop tourism on that land, but the Lamu family refused to sign the transfer agreement.

"The night before last, my father rode his motorcycle home after finishing some business in the county town."

"I was stopped by three people on the way."

"They dragged him off the motorcycle and broke one of his legs."

An Ran's pupils involuntarily contracted.

Ram's voice began to tremble, not from wanting to cry, but from anger.

"The people who did the beating didn't leave their names, but my father recognized one of them; he was from the Gongjue family."

"My father was taken to the county hospital and his leg was put in a cast. Fortunately, he is still conscious."

At this point, Ram's voice suddenly stopped.

She kept her head down, her shoulders trembling slightly, and her lips were bitten until they turned white.

An Ran didn't urge her.

After a long while, Ram spoke again.

"My father has never argued with anyone in his life."

"He was just an old man who herded yaks, and he couldn't even bring himself to beat them hard."

"What right did those people have to hit him?!"

As he spoke, Ram clenched his fists.

An Ran could see the bulging veins on her fists.

This girl, who is usually carefree and easygoing, was clearly very angry at the moment.

An Ran stood there for a long time without saying a word.

She was somewhat self-aware that she was bad with words and didn't know how to comfort people.

So he simply reached out and patted Ram's shoulder a few times.

Ram's shoulder stiffened under An Ran's hand, then her sobs intensified, and she instinctively leaned towards An Ran.

The two of them stood under the searchlight for a long time.

Faint laughter and chatter could be heard coming from the direction of the dormitory building in the distance; it was probably Li Yue and Guo Huaiying arguing.

But it seems as if a thick barrier has already separated these voices from them.