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

A pop-up window appeared on the screen.

"The madam's inspection tour has been brought forward."

"Old file A-07, transferred to cold storage sample room."

"If any of the targets with the surname An that he left behind appear, they should be captured alive as a priority."

An Ran stared at the last sentence and slowly raised her head.

The panic and sadness in his eyes vanished, leaving only a cold rage.

She finally understood.

Although she didn't know why, the other person kept looking for her.

They may have been eyeing A-07's bloodline, Anran, even before the two arrived.

An Ran gripped the gun and said softly, "They want to capture me alive."

Chen Zheng shrugged and continued walking forward.

"Then kill them."

The two left the pre-processing room and walked along the wall into the room.

The second basement level is divided into many sections. After turning around, there is a horizontal passage, and the door signs have been changed to project area signs.

The lights were on in the innermost small conference room, and a woman in a white coat was walking out carrying a folder, with a blue name tag hanging around her neck.

Deputy Team Leader of Project Zone 3.

This level is sufficient.

The woman paused when she saw the guard lying on the ground in the corridor, then turned to press the alarm.

Anran was faster than her.

He stepped forward, braced his elbow against the woman's back, and used his other hand to slam her against the wall.

Chen Zheng picked up her employee ID card, glanced at it, and then said.

"You have ten seconds."

"Who is the lady? Why is A-07 being repeatedly asked to change files? Why are you targeting individuals with the surname An?"

The female researcher first said through gritted teeth.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Chen Zheng nodded.

"OK."

He casually pulled the female researcher over and led her to a conference room next door. After An Ran entered, he closed the door and pulled out a penis from his waist, pressing it directly against her collarbone.

"Then let's start with what you can say. If you can't say anything, I'll take your bones apart one by one."

The female researcher couldn't help but swallow.

An Ran stood in front of her without saying a word, simply spreading the A-07 file page on the table.

The female researcher held out for a few seconds before giving in.

"Madam is a code name."

"The highest-ranking leader in Baiwenpo is called 'Madam'."

"She is in charge of the experimental area and also the external handover lines."

"They deliver people and goods over at Baita, while she collects samples and data over here."

"Each wife would connect with external intelligence agencies and then send direct instructions to various districts. I don't know what their ultimate goal was."

Chen Zheng continued to ask.

"Who is the current wife?"

"I don't know, I only know that they have a very good relationship with the CIA."

An Ran stared at her, and then quickly asked.

"Where's A-07?"

The female researcher looked at her, slightly taken aback: "You're that descendant of the An lineage?"

"Answer me!" An Ran clearly had no interest in talking to her any longer.

"I said... because the A-07's tolerance data back then was too unique."

"The drug response, trauma recovery, and nerve stimulation threshold are all abnormally high."

"Bai Wenpo has been trying to replicate that experiment for many years, but he has never succeeded."

"That's why we're looking for you."

"You are a direct bloodline sample of A-07. As long as the bloodline is close enough, many parameters have a chance of being reproduced."

The air in the conference room almost froze instantly.

He stood still, but slowly raised the gun in his hand by half an inch.

"Use me as a test subject?"

The female researcher looked at the dark muzzle of the gun and quickly said, "Don't kill me... I'm just following orders..."

"Where is the main control room?"

This time, it was Chen Zheng who spoke.

The female researcher paused for a moment, then immediately pointed to the east.

"Behind the sanatorium area is the main control unit for this area, and the cold storage sample room is also at that end."

"How much life is there around here now?"

"This is Zone Two, with twelve wards and thirty-one patients. Not many of them can walk on their own."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Zheng took away her access card and employee ID, and then slapped her on the side of the neck.

The person rolled their eyes and fainted.

Without further delay, the two turned and left.

At the end of the passage was the live experimentation area, disguised as a sanatorium.

The door was pushed open, and the inside was very clean.

The floor was spotless, the hospital sheets were neatly arranged, rows of medicine bottles were stacked on the trolley, and there were children's picture books and several plush toys on the bookshelf.

Outside each ward door, there is only a black numbered plaque.

2-01.

2-02.

2-03.

At the far end of the corridor hangs an LCD screen, which is displaying vital signs, medication dosage, sedation time, and the schedule for the next blood draw.

Clean.

tidy.

This makes people even angrier.

An Ran took a few steps inside, then stopped.

The door to the ward on the right wasn't closed properly, and you could see a young girl huddled in the corner of the bed, hugging her knees, with a number strap tied to her wrist and a white restraint strap around her body.

Hearing the noise, she looked up and then instinctively shrank into the corner.

An Ran also subconsciously turned around and walked over.

Chen Zheng reached out and stopped her.

"Get the console first!"

An Ran turned around and shouted angrily, "Release them first!"

Chen Zheng's expression was quite stern.

"That's an order."

"As long as the main unit isn't shut down, they can seal this door, and no one can get out."

Upon hearing this, An Ran gritted her teeth: "But those are all living, breathing people!"

"I saw it!"

Chen Zheng shoved the employee badge into An Ran's hand and whispered, "Three minutes."

"I'll switch the surveillance cameras and door locks. You're in charge of letting out anyone who can take this floor."

"When the three minutes are up, no matter how many you've released, retreat immediately."

An Ran stared at Chen Zheng without saying a word.

Chen Zheng then turned and ran towards the control room.

A moment later, at the other end of the corridor, outside the control room.

Chen Zheng swiped his employee ID card, but the door didn't open.

He glanced at the interface, pried open the casing, cut the two wires in a few strokes, and pushed the built-in relay back in.

The door lock clicked open.

Chen Zheng then slipped inside.

An Ran's side also made a move.

The first ward door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with stitches wrapped around both wrists and a metal ring fastened to his ankle.

An Ran cut the restraints with one stroke and pulled the person off the bed.

"If you can walk, then walk. Don't make a sound."

The man's legs were trembling, but he still nodded.

The second room belonged to that girl.

The little girl's wrists were marked with red welts from the numbered straps. A half-read fairy tale book sat on the bedside table, next to a syringe and a fever-reducing patch.

Anran cut off the restraints, bent down and carried the person off the bed.

"Follow me."

The girl looked at the old identification buckle that had slipped out of her collar, her lips moved but she didn't say anything, she just gripped her cuff tightly.

An Ran gently placed the person into the arms of the middle-aged man on the outside.

Hold on tight.

An Ran opened the third, fourth, and fifth wards in succession.

Some people in the ward can still walk, while others can't even stand up.

An Ran didn't waste any words and just brought everything she could.

The line in the corridor slowly grew longer.

Some people walked while holding onto the wall, while others dragged their IV stands along.

There were two older people who simply carried the other person, who still had a fever, out little by little.