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

"Yes." Chen Zheng looked at An Ran, frowned, and said, "The situation changed the moment you appeared on this line."

"The old files on the snow line and the wife's have been connected. The medical supply chain and the person verification have also been fully connected."

"The person they're looking for is very likely connected to your mother's line of work."

An Ran couldn't help but purse her lips.

He then picked up the charcoal pencil again and circled the words "snow line," "the lady's personal inspection," and "only accepting people."

Just then, the shortwave radio started ringing again.

The machine vibrated slightly, and the second strip of paper was ejected.

The paper strip was even shorter, containing only one sentence.

"The only surviving contact at the snow line will enter the town tonight."

Ah Kun's pupils contracted involuntarily.

"This... a survivor from twenty years ago?"

Chen Zheng calmly folded the paper strip in half and stuffed it into his pocket.

"This must be a clue."

"We need to grab the people first."

……

It's 11 p.m.

An old teahouse on the outskirts of Jinsha Town.

The storefront had long since faded, and half of the signboard was crooked.

Dusty prayer flags hung at the entrance, swaying in the wind.

Only one old lamp was lit in the room.

Chen Zheng went in first, followed by An Ran.

Ah Kun was the last to enter, and he casually pulled the curtain down a little.

The three of them did not sit at the same table.

Chen Zheng sat on the inside, securing a spot where he could see the door and windows.

Ah Kun squatted by the stove, picked up the teapot, and started muttering to himself.

"This restaurant looks a bit old; even the teapot has a chipped rim."

Chen Zheng did not respond to A-Kun's words.

Within half a minute of entering, he could already tell that two groups of people were lying in ambush outside.

One group was Du Kun's men. This group moved with a loose pace.

They liked to stand near corners and cars, and they didn't keep their guns low enough.

Another group of people stood in the shadow of the streetlights.

These people had focused eyes and didn't waste words with each other; they seemed to be foreign armed forces.

An Ran noticed it too.

There are two groups of people outside.

"There are four at the left alley entrance, and at least two outside the back window."

Chen Zheng also picked up his teacup, concealing his mouth movements.

"I saw it."

Ah Kun huddled by the stove and added in a low voice.

"Oh no, I'm probably going to get a beating again."

The voice just fell.

The curtain was lifted from the outside.

The woman who came in was a doctor in her fifties.

She was dressed very simply, in an old gray coat, with a medical bag slung over her shoulder, and her expression was calm.

The female doctor scanned the room after entering.

His gaze swept over Chen Zheng, pausing for only a moment.

When it landed on An Ran, it paused.

An Ran's heart tightened suddenly.

The female doctor slowly walked over, stood by the table, and asked in a low voice.

"Is that mole on your neck still on the left side?"

An Ran froze instantly.

When I was a child, if I had a fever, my mother would always pinch my chin and say with a smile that the mole was not well hidden and could be seen at a glance.

This is something outsiders shouldn't know.

Chen Zheng stood up first, blocking An Ran's way, and asked her questions directly.

"Who are you."

The female doctor looked at An Ran, her eyes slightly reddening.

Her gaze lingered on An Ran's face for a long time, her shoulders slumped slightly, and she looked very tired.

Then he said something softly.

"You look more like your mother."

Upon hearing this, An Ran clenched her fists and was about to stand up.

"Do you know my mother?"

Chen Zheng immediately raised his hand and pressed her down.

"safely!"

The female doctor slowly sat down, placed the medical bag beside her legs, and said softly.

"I don't have much time."

"Someone released the remaining information about the snow line, that's why I came."

"I originally thought that someone else would be coming to pick me up."

"I never expected it to be you."

Chen Zheng, on the other hand, went straight to the point.

"Are you from the snow line?"

The female doctor sighed and was about to reach for the tea.

Suddenly, there was a very soft knocking sound from outside.

Chen Zheng's eyes turned cold, and he pressed her head down directly.

"Lower your head!"

boom.

The back window was pierced directly, and the bullet flew towards the spot where Chen Zheng's head had been.

Almost simultaneously, the main gate was also smashed open, and two groups of people outside moved together.

The tables and chairs inside were overturned, and the teapot was smashed all over the floor.

Ah Kun's first reaction was to kick the stove over, sending embers rolling all over the floor.

Chen Zheng coldly retorted.

"Anran, look ahead."

These words brought An Ran back to her senses instantly. She gritted her teeth, turned her gun towards the door, and fired two shots, forcing the two people who rushed in to retreat.

Just as the female doctor was about to get up, a bullet was fired through the side window.

With a soft "poof".

The female doctor immediately started bleeding from her chest.

Chen Zheng flipped up the table, instantly blocking the second wave of bullets, and grabbed An Ran's arm, pulling her to the left corner.

"Go through the back door!"

Ah Kun, while backing away, cursed, "I knew this tea party wouldn't be peaceful!"

While he kept talking, he acted quickly, grabbing a handful of broken porcelain and a kettle from the ground and smashing and splashing them towards the door, forcing the person chasing in to stop for half a second.

As soon as the back door was opened, the wind outside became even stronger.

At that moment, it started to rain.

Just as the group rushed out, gunfire erupted from behind them.

The female doctor was seriously injured.

An Ran helped her up, and when she touched her, she saw that it was covered in blood.

Chen Zheng led the way, turning into the narrow alley while using angles to block those behind him.

The two groups of pursuers didn't fully trust each other, and when they squeezed together at the alley entrance, they ended up in chaos themselves.

Ah Kun glanced back and immediately cursed under his breath.

"They're really hot on their heels."

At the second fork in the road, he suddenly stopped.

"You guys go to the right, I'll lead a group to the left."

An Ran suddenly looked at A Kun.

"Are you going to die alone?"

Ah Kun wiped the rain off his face and grinned.

"I can run fast."

"Besides, I'm obviously not the main character, so there's no point in catching up with me."

After saying that, he turned and ran, shouting at the top of his lungs as he ran.

Come on, chase me.

"Hey you two foreign devils over there, are you any good marksmen? You almost hit the heel of my shoe."

Ah Kun's rambling shouts led half the group behind him astray.

At the other end of the alley, a series of hurried footsteps soon echoed, along with Ah Kun's increasingly distant curses.

An Ran supported the female doctor, her eyes welling up with tears, but she dared not slow down.

Chen Zheng led the two through two dark alleys, climbed over a low wall, and finally squeezed into an abandoned machine repair shop.

As soon as the door closed, the sound of the rain outside immediately became muffled.

The female doctor had held on until now, but she was nearing her end.

She sat down against the wall, her face deathly pale, and her breathing becoming increasingly shallow.

An Ran knelt in front of her, her hand still pressing on her wound.

"Don't speak."

"I'll stop the bleeding for you."

The female doctor gently shook her head. She took a waterproof cloth bag from her bosom and put it into An Ran's hand.

"Here you go."

"We absolutely cannot let them take it back."

An Ran stared intently at the female doctor and couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you?"

The female doctor looked at An Ran, her eyes slightly red.

"I owe your mother a life."

"All these years, I've never dared to come back."