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

"and then?"

A young female soldier asked this question.

Years later, in the afternoon in the Southwest Military Region.

In the distance, new recruits were shouting slogans, each one louder than the last.

Under a big tree next to the old dormitory building, Lamu sat cross-legged, her military cap placed aside, holding an enamel mug filled with hot tea.

Over the years, her epaulets have grown much higher, and she has become the border defense commander of the Tibetan region.

Several young female soldiers were surrounding her.

Their eyes lit up, and they craned their necks forward.

The question "And then?" that I just asked was asked by one of the new recruits.

Ram took a sip of tea and snorted.

"You little girls are more enthusiastic about listening to stories than running five kilometers."

The recruit chuckled.

"Commander, it's mainly because what you said sounded so convincing."

Upon hearing this, Ram almost fainted from anger.

What does "looks real" mean?

"It was true all along."

As she spoke, she reached for a military-grade tablet from the side and said, "Here, see this?"

"This is an internal memoir personally compiled by your official Mulan historian, Comrade Keyboard."

"Putting aside her other skills, that woman's ability as a corpse official is quite reliable."

The young female soldiers immediately sat up even straighter.

Ram cleared his throat, leaned against the tree trunk, and his tone gradually became somber.

"That night, the only person who truly went to the deepest level was Instructor Chen."

"The rest of us are either sealing off the blockade, providing support, controlling the system, or carrying equipment."

"Everyone is busy, but he's still handling the main, crucial tasks."

"To be honest, when I looked back at the records later, I still felt something was off."

"He single-handedly destroyed the entire headquarters of the ICA in Japan, from the ground floor to the underground."

A young female soldier instinctively took a breath.

"one person?"

Ram glanced at her.

"Otherwise what?"

"Why do you think I still doubt that he's a normal human being?"

"That night, the alarm was as red as a New Year's lantern, and the whole building was blaring."

"The keyboard is used to infiltrate from the outside, Shen Doudou is watching the line from a high point, and Jiang Nan is responsible for silent dismantling."

"As for me, Ram, I'm responsible for working hard outside and getting extremely anxious along the way."

She chuckled to herself as she said this.

"As a result, once the deepest door opened, the people inside didn't even have to go through the proper procedures before he slaughtered his way through."

Several new recruits couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ram raised his chin and continued speaking.

"Senior Lin Liangyu's brain has been retrieved intact."

"It's not a small piece, not a fragment, it's a complete recycling."

"We took everything, including their experimental records, transport chains, sample maintenance data, and a bunch of dirty stuff they didn't have time to deal with."

It was much quieter under the shade of the trees.

Ram's fingers traced across the tablet, and his voice gradually calmed down.

"You can find the publicly available version of what happened next in the archives."

"Once the chain of evidence is presented, the other party will not even be able to deny it."

"Finally, Japan has no choice but to issue a public apology."

"That matter will only truly come to an end then."

One of the young female soldiers was so moved by what she heard that she clenched her fist.

"That instructor is too fierce."

Ram grinned.

"Isn't that amazing?"

"But what I remember most vividly later was not how scary his fight was."

"It's Anran."

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The new recruits were taken aback.

Ram looked down at the tea sloshing in the enamel mug and said in a low voice, "That day she carried the cold chain box without saying a word the whole way."

"Everyone knows what's in the box."

"She didn't ask a single question, nor did she utter a single cry. She just held me tightly, and walked very steadily."

Another round of unified slogans echoed from the training ground in the distance.

The excitement on the faces of the young female soldiers gradually faded.

Only then did they truly understand that the name Mulan meant not only strength and victory, but also the many achievements on the wall.

It also means pain, it means carrying the pain and continuing to move forward.

Ram exhaled and laughed again.

"Alright, stop with that smug look."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light, cheerful humming sound came from behind.

The new recruits turned around and were taken aback at first, then sat even more still, not daring to move.

Yao Yao was strolling over from the side path.

She still had pigtails, an incredibly sweet face, and was holding a strawberry lollipop in her hand.

Several new recruits who knew her name couldn't help but twitch.

This man is also the current head of the Zong family.

Those shady businesses from back then were completely shut down when she took over.

When people in the southwest mention her, they swallow hard before they speak.

But as she walked under the tree, she gave Ram a sweet smile.

"Sister Ram, you're lying to the kids again."

Upon hearing this, Ram's eyes widened in surprise.

"When have I ever lied to anyone!"

Yao Yao blinked.

"You said last time that you could drink the most alcohol in the world, but you ended up crawling under the table after just two drinks."

Several new recruits almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

Ram blushed and was about to retaliate when someone else walked over from the other side.

Song Jia carried a silver experimental box, wearing a white lab coat over her military uniform. She walked slowly, her face still showing that gentle and kind expression.

As soon as she reached the tree, she hugged the box tighter to her chest.

"I haven't found out yet who mistook my petri dish for jelly last time, and I hope I don't find out!"

Guo Huaiying happened to be walking from the direction of the cafeteria, with a string of medals hanging around her neck and two hot buns in her arms. Upon hearing this, she immediately stopped.

"Sister Song, don't look at me!"

"I don't eat just anything anymore; I always ask first before I eat anything!"

After she finished speaking in a serious tone, she couldn't help but add, "But the cafeteria really did add extra chicken legs today, so if you go too late, they'll be gone."

On the other end, Jiang Nan appeared out of nowhere, holding a small notebook filled with structural lines.

"The new recruits are all here. Perfect, I'll tell you about the aesthetics of explosions. You see, a truly beautiful detonation is all about..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ram had already instinctively pressed down on her shoulder.

"Shut up and stay away from the child."

Jiang Nan pursed her lips.

"This is clearly science."

In the distance, several young female soldiers stared wide-eyed at the scene under the shade of the trees.

These predecessors whose names are displayed on the wall of honor are not as unapproachable as one might imagine.

Just as Ram was about to continue speaking, several new recruits suddenly stood up in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized, instantly achieving the attention posture.

She froze for a moment.

"What's wrong? Are we all acting crazy?"

She turned around as soon as she finished speaking.

A figure was walking towards them on the road outside the shade of the trees.

The person who came was Meng Xue.

The military boots clattered on the stone pavement; the steps were slow, but the aura was unwavering.

His epaulettes were neatly trimmed, his back was straight, and his eyes and brows were quite sharp.