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

After resting in the shed for half an hour, Anran got up and prepared to lead the people to move.

Now that the town has started clearing the fishing lines, we can't stay in this dilapidated fishing shed any longer.

She checked each wound one by one, glancing at the feet and trouser legs as well, to prevent anyone from bleeding along the way.

When they checked the old worker, their fingers had just touched the sole of the shoe when they suddenly paused.

The texture doesn't feel right.

There's a hard spot in the heel lining; it's excessively thin.

It doesn't look like a nail, nor does it look like a pebble.

An Ran's eyes narrowed, and she immediately drew her military knife, prying open the edge of the shoe sole.

A tiny black flake, about the size of a grain of rice, was picked out.

The people in the shed were stunned.

Zhou Cheng's face turned pale.

"What is this?"

An Ran didn't answer, but took the thing and looked at it before handing it to Chen Zheng.

The latter took it, threw it back to An Ran, and his eyes turned cold again.

"Anti-tracking beacon".

The veteran worker was stunned on the spot.

"How did this end up in my shoe?"

Chen Zheng said calmly, "Because you are not only the goods, but also the hooks."

As soon as he said that, the emotions that had just calmed down in the shed tensed up again.

Zhou Cheng instinctively hugged his younger sister even tighter, his back covered in sweat.

The other party not only arrested people to move goods, not only set up points to gather information, but also used the arrested people as bait.

Everyone understands what this means.

They had long expected that someone would come to their rescue.

A second pit had already been prepared for the rescuers.

Upon hearing this, An Ran's expression also darkened.

This group is a professional team; they plan ahead carefully, making things much more complicated than she imagined.

Just as she was about to continue forward, she saw the little girl suddenly squat down, grab a stick, and start drawing on the mud.

An Ran looked down at the scene.

I didn't understand it at first.

It was a long boat with a very tall pole, a crossbar painted on top, and a few small dots on the stern.

The little girl was very serious; after finishing her drawing, she even held up her hand to demonstrate.

"It's not a tower."

"It's this one."

"White."

"It can run."

Zhou Cheng stared at it for a while before finally realizing what was happening.

"Boat?"

The little girl nodded vigorously.

Chen Zheng squatted down, looking at the outline on the muddy ground, his gaze slowly narrowing.

This ship should be entirely white-painted with a tall mast.

It has heavy communication equipment and is also accompanied by escort boats.

It is not an ordinary cargo ship.

This thing is sitting in the river, and from a distance, it really does look a bit like a moving white pagoda.

He straightened up and said only one sentence.

"Walk."

……

Before dawn, the abandoned fishing shed was abandoned.

An Ran didn't take anyone along the main road, but deliberately chose to walk through the muddy areas, and also bypassed the broken dike and the half-collapsed old house.

The group walked slowly, but changed their stops frequently.

They first left the riverbank, then turned back, and finally circled around the abandoned field ridge.

Zhou Cheng carried the most seriously injured one on his back, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, his forehead covered in layers of sweat.

The little girl was wrapped in an old coat, and when she couldn't walk anymore, someone would carry her.

Chen Zheng didn't rush to take the route; he only added a comment when An Ran chose the fork in the road.

"We won't use the bridge."

"There's a view ahead, let's switch to the right."

The rest of the time, it's up to her to decide.

An Ran walked the whole way, her mind racing the whole time.

The opponent wants to fish for a second landing point.

That means they might not pounce on them immediately.

They will wait.

Once you think you're safe, once you've taken the line deeper, then we'll take another big bite.

This is even more disgusting than a direct pursuit.

In one morning, the group changed locations three times.

First, they found a half-collapsed abandoned warehouse by the river. After only ten minutes, An Ran spotted an unfamiliar boat in the distance and immediately led his people to move around again.

At noon, I wandered into a small overseas Chinese clinic that had been closed for a long time. I took a breather through the back door and didn't even dare to drink much water.

As dusk approached in the afternoon, the group finally entered an abandoned lumberyard.

Inside, there was a crooked prefab house with a strong smell of sawdust. It was in a remote location, and you could barely see the way you came from.

This time, An Ran finally nodded.

"Let's rest here for a while."

Zhou Cheng and the others were so exhausted they almost fell apart; they didn't want to move as soon as they sat down.

An Ran, however, did not completely put anyone at ease, and continued speaking.

"Leave two people at the door for rotation."

"Anyone who needs to go out should let me know beforehand."

After she finished speaking, she found a place to piece together the broken wooden planks and use them as a makeshift table.

Chen Zheng leaned against the door, watching her bustling around, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

An Ran looked up and bumped into him, then rolled her eyes at him.

"What are you looking at?"

Chen Zheng responded calmly.

"Look at you, you're actually doing pretty well now."

An Ran snorted coldly upon hearing this.

"No way, are we really counting on you for everything?"

Despite her harsh words, she spread out several old packing papers she had found at the lumberyard and began to use a charcoal pencil.

She started asking questions again.

Zhou Cheng sat down first.

"Was it during the day or at night when you first saw the white metal box?"

"Is it raining?"

"The people carrying the box were a mix of locals and foreigners."

"When you hear the sound of the boat, do you hear it first or later?"

Zhou Cheng was a bit bewildered by the question. As he answered, he broke out in a sweat, and some of his answers were incoherent.

Seeing this, An Ran thought it was too much to expect him to remember so well, so she crossed out all his answers.

Then, the old worker took over.

Because the older worker had a vivid memory, she asked more detailed questions.

Specifically, it should be noted where the black file box was switched hands, which side the scratches on the corners were facing, and whether the tall, thin man used his left or right hand to carry it.

The old man kept scratching his head when asked the questions, but he managed to answer them all without any contradictions.

She wasn't as pushy with the younger girl.

I gave her a short stick and had her draw and talk at the same time.

After one round of questions, the tattered paper was filled with a jumble of random notes.

She deleted the information that didn't match the time, circled the locations that appeared repeatedly, and then listed the people who mentioned the White Boat and 6:00 separately.

Zhou Cheng, watching from the side, couldn't help but scratch his head frantically.

He had initially thought the woman was just following a plan, but it turned out she was also a commander.

An Ran held the charcoal pencil and pondered for a moment before speaking to herself.

"The White Pagoda is most likely not a fixed berth."

"Six o'clock, that should be the time."

"There's more than one black box; there's at least one double."

"The real stuff wasn't all taken on the Holden speedboat."

Chen Zheng looked at the paper and asked a question.

"Whom do you believe more now?"

An Ran didn't even look up.

"Don't believe the complete statement, only the repeated message."

Upon hearing this answer, Chen Zheng's lips curled up again.

not bad.

She has learned to make independent judgments.

Just as I was pondering this, I suddenly heard two short and one long knocking sounds coming from outside the lumberyard.

An Ran instantly reached for her gun.

This is a secret mark they left temporarily.

Just as the Chinese worker guarding the entrance peeked in, a gaunt figure squeezed in.

The person who entered first leaned against the wall, then grimaced and gasped for breath.

Half of his face was swollen, his eye socket was bruised, and his clothes were stained with mud and blood.

Upon seeing him, An Ran was momentarily stunned.

"Ah Kun?"