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

The meeting room was quiet.

Chen Zheng sat in the chair, still holding the dark gray thermos in his hand, and did not rush to get up.

This time, we're going into the Golden Triangle; we're trying to find the trail behind the egrets.

To go even deeper, it refers to the peripheral links of the CIA's operations group in Southeast Asia.

This kind of work is annoying.

You know perfectly well there's a pitfall ahead, but you still pretend you don't see it and happily step over it.

You can only make a move when the other side thinks you're on their side.

Moreover, it involves everything from infiltrating and making initial contact to probing and judging, and finally closing in.

If anything goes wrong during the entire process, there will be no backup.

If things really come to a head, you'll have to fight your way out on your own.

This kind of work would be too much trouble for anyone else, even Chen Zheng.

Thinking of this, Chen Zheng got up and went out.

As soon as the door opened, An Ran was standing to the side.

She just stood there quietly.

Seeing Chen Zheng come out, An Ran glanced at him and already understood.

Chen Zheng glanced at An Ran and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you brave enough to go on a long trip?"

An Ran was taken aback for a moment.

The next second he realized what was happening, and he raised an eyebrow.

"The instructor has spoken, how could I dare to refuse?"

Chen Zheng nodded upon hearing this.

"OK."

"Then I won't pretend anymore."

"The location is in Southeast Asia."

"The mission is to uncover the external links of the CIA operations team behind the egret."

An Ran's eyes sharpened immediately, and she quickly asked, "How many people?"

"two."

"Is there any backup?"

"There was no overt support throughout the entire process."

"To cover up their identities."

"It's still in progress. We'll have contact information on-site once we get there."

"To what extent is firing permitted?"

Chen Zheng looked at An Ran and pondered for a moment.

"Once exposed, returning alive is the top priority."

An Ran didn't say anything, but her brows furrowed slightly.

The two men ventured deep into the Golden Triangle to touch the CIA's peripheral network, with virtually no overt support and their identities were only partially concealed.

This means that once their identity is exposed, no one will publicly come forward to bail them out.

To put it bluntly, you have to fight your way through a bunch of drug dealers and arms dealers on your own.

An Ran paused for two seconds, then continued to ask.

"In what environment is the connection point located?"

Chen Zheng replied.

"It's most likely a mixed area, like a casino, a warehouse, or a bar, but it depends on what bait they throw out."

"What about the mission cycle?"

"unknown."

"What about the communication frequency?"

"Low frequency, disconnect if necessary."

"What if our identities are exposed? What's our escape route?"

"Kill one yourself."

An Ran didn't say anything more, she just nodded.

That's what tacit understanding is.

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up.

"When are you leaving?"

Chen Zheng glanced at An Ran and smiled faintly: "That sounds more like human speech."

An Ran pressed her lips together slightly, wanting to roll her eyes, but she held back.

But after he said that, the atmosphere became quiet for a moment.

She agreed too quickly, almost as if she didn't value her life.

Chen Zheng looked at An Ran and remained silent for two seconds.

"This time, we're going to risk our lives."

"And it's the kind of life where someone dies out there and their identity might not be immediately recognized."

An Ran paused for a moment after Chen Zheng's words, and then immediately retorted.

"You're making it sound like it was always safe for me to go out with you."

Chen Zheng stared at An Ran and said quite seriously, "This time is different."

He genuinely didn't want An Ran to take that risk.

An Ran could tell too.

The more she heard it, the less likely she was to back down.

"Do you think I'm not good enough, or are you just reluctant to let me go?"

The corridor fell silent after those words were spoken.

Chen Zheng paused for a moment, choked by the words.

However, it's clearly impossible for him to give a direct answer to this question.

He glanced at An Ran, his tone returning to its usual calm.

"I just don't want to come back with one less person bothering me."

An Ran's cheeks flushed slightly, and she let out a soft hum.

"Then you're finished. I'm going to bother you this time."

The atmosphere gradually became somewhat subtle.

Chen Zheng suddenly raised his hand and handed over the thermos.

An Ran was taken aback, but then accepted it.

I turned it on and took a sniff, and sure enough, it was true.

Goji berry water again.

"You, even when you go to Southeast Asia, you don't forget about health preservation."

Chen Zheng replied without changing his expression, "Goji berry water is good for your health."

An Ran rolled her eyes.

"What a joke! I'll sneak you some coffee one of these days."

Chen Zheng shook his head.

"Coffee can upset your stomach."

An Ran finally couldn't help rolling her eyes and lowered her head to take a sip.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

The door was pushed open.

Ram rushed in.

"Instructors, are you planning something new behind my back?"

An Ran quickly shoved the thermos back into Chen Zheng's hand, her gentle expression vanishing as she returned to her usual serious demeanor.

Ram paused, glancing first at An Ran, then at Chen Zheng, before finally fixing her gaze on the thermos.

His expression immediately became more varied.

"Oh~"

An Ran looked at Ram expressionlessly: "Just say you want to die."

Ram quickly shut his mouth.

Chen Zheng ignored him and spoke directly.

"There is a mission."

Ram's eyes lit up instantly.

"I want to go."

"I can play, I'm brave, and I'm still in top form."

"I just finished drying things here in Tibet, and my hands are still itching to get them dry."

"Instructor, if you take me under your wing, the two of us combined could take down a small country!"

Chen Zheng stared at her: "Are you done?"

"That's all!"

Chen Zheng nodded.

"Then I'll say it."

"This mission is to assess the infiltration and cover up the operation."

"Once exposed, your teammates need to make the right decision for you in a short time."

"If you saw a drug dealer beating someone in the street, would you stand it?"

Ram blurted out instinctively, "Endure it, damn it..."

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.

Chen Zheng asked again.

"If you discover the clues are wrong, and the other side is still testing you, can you remain calm and continue playing along?"

Ram fell silent.

"If I lose contact, you won't receive orders or support. Can you make accurate judgments on your own?"

This time, Ramu fell completely silent.

She pursed her lips, the heat on her face slowly subsided, and her expression gradually became dejected.

An Ran glanced at Ram, but didn't take advantage of his misfortune.

She knew this feeling all too well; Chen Zheng hadn't taken her on several missions before.

The corridor was quiet for a few seconds.

Chen Zheng looked at Ram, his tone gradually softening.

"This job isn't suitable for you."

Ram looked up at him, about to nod in agreement, when she heard Chen Zheng add another sentence.

"You have your own reasons for staying."

Ram was stunned.

"what?"

Chen Zheng sighed, his expression calm.

"Go and call Meng Xue here."

Ram was completely bewildered.

"Meng Xue? Why did you call her here?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zheng rolled his eyes at Ram.

"You've always complained about her, all you do is talk about wanting to get stronger, but you can't do any serious training at all."

"Then call her over, and I'll arrange some training for her."