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

"Tsk tsk tsk, which family's orphan is this now?"

Chen Zheng gently slid his finger across the screen, and a vintage-looking photograph was projected onto the large screen in mid-air.

In the photo, the girl sports an explosive golden lion's head hairstyle, with thick bangs covering one eye.

Her lips turned down at a 45-degree angle, creating a melancholic expression against the grainy image quality.

Caption: "We are sugar, sweet to the point of sadness."

Chen Zheng circled An Ran, who was hanging on the cross, as if he were appraising a rare treasure.

"Captain An, I never knew your fashion sense back then was so... avant-garde?"

"Ahhhhh!"

Inside the VR virtual space, Anran, who was hanging on a cross, let out a piercing scream.

That was her dark history from junior high school, a taboo that she would kick the blankets to shreds in her bed when she thought about it in the middle of the night.

But now it was magnified tenfold and hung in front of all the team members.

This is worse than killing her.

"Shut up! Chen Zheng, shut up!"

An Ran struggled frantically, her wrists chafed red from the rough hemp rope, her whole body writhing like a ferocious fish.

The female soldiers tied up around them wanted to laugh but dared not, their faces turning red and their necks bulging from holding it in.

Ram buried her face in her chest, her shoulders shaking violently, clearly having injured herself trying to suppress her laughter.

"You can't even handle this?"

Chen Zheng slid his finger across the screen, and the smile on his lips widened.

"And there's something even more explosive here... This one..."

"Enough! I'm done playing! Let me out!"

An Ran's eyes were red at this moment. As the ice queen of the special forces and the daughter of the brigade commander, her aloof persona collapsed into nothingness at this moment.

It's better to die than to die in a society!

A resolute glint flashed in An Ran's eyes, and she suddenly opened her mouth, about to bite her own tongue.

Just as her teeth were about to close, an invisible force held her jaw in place.

[System notification: Self-harming behavior detected in trainee.]

Chen Zheng walked up to An Ran and reached out to pinch her chin.

"Captain An, dying isn't that easy."

"I told you, this is just a warm-up."

Chen Zheng put away his phone, looked at the pairs of eyes that were either trying to suppress laughter or filled with fear, and slowly raised his right hand.

"Now that everyone's emotions are running high, let's get down to business."

Snapped.

A crisp snap of the fingers.

The originally dark and damp dungeon scene vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a pure white space.

Before the female soldiers could react, they discovered that the hemp ropes binding them had turned into cold alloy locks.

Click!

With a mechanical closing sound, ten female soldiers were firmly secured to ten silver-white metal chairs.

Wrists, ankles, and waist were all secured with specially made conductive rings.

This pose completely exposes their beautiful curves to the air, yet they cannot even move a finger.

"This is... an electric chair?"

Ram finally stopped laughing, his lips twitching as he looked at the various red and blue wires connected to his arm.

Are we playing this high?

"You got it right." Chen Zheng appeared and said slowly, "The rules of the game are very simple: Truth or Dare."

Chen Zheng walked to the control panel and casually fiddled with a knob on it. The buzzing sound of electricity instantly sent chills down the spines of all the female soldiers.

"I will ask questions, and you will answer them."

"Each chair is connected to a high-precision lie detector. If you lie or hesitate for more than three seconds, the system will automatically release a first-level current, which will then gradually increase."

"Although it won't cause any real harm, the pain..." Chen Zheng paused, revealing a set of white teeth, "must be quite unpleasant."

As for refusing to answer...

Chen Zheng's finger hovered over the red button.

"As for how uncomfortable a level three current is, it's probably around the level of incontinence."

Gudong.

A chorus of swallowing sounds filled the air.

They can endure physical injuries, no matter how painful.

But here, the body won't be harmed, but being electrocuted and losing control of the bladder in front of everyone means you'll never be able to hold your head high in the team again.

That's dirty.

"So, who wants to go first?"

Chen Zheng's gaze swept across the crowd like a searchlight.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, wishing they could shrink into the gaps between their chairs.

Finally, Chen Zheng's gaze settled on the Tibetan female soldier, Lamu.

"You're the one, you were laughing quite happily just now."

Ram froze, his face contorted with despair: "Instructor..."

Chen Zheng didn't give her time to argue and slowly walked up to her.

"The first question."

"Among your group, who do you think is the most pretentious?"

The moment the question was asked, the atmosphere in the room froze.

This is a question that could cost you your life.

Saying anything will offend people and damage team unity.

For special forces soldiers, betraying their teammates is a major taboo.

Ram bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind: "Reporting, Instructor! I think we're all being genuine! We're all like sisters, no one's pretending!"

Nourishing~

Before he finished speaking, blue arcs of electricity instantly enveloped his entire body.

"what!"

Ram jerked violently in the chair, letting out a scream in fright, her hair almost standing on end.

Although it only lasted for a second, the feeling was not pleasant.

"Your heart is racing, your pupils are constricted, you're lying." Chen Zheng glanced at the data panel, shook his head, and said, "It seems that the first-level current isn't enough to make you honest."

As he spoke, Chen Zheng reached for the knob that represented level two.

"No! Stop the electricity! I'll talk! I'll talk!"

This painful and humiliating punishment instantly shattered Ram's psychological defenses.

Sisterly love and team loyalty are nothing compared to electric current!

Ram turned her head sharply and looked at Anran sitting in the chair next to her.

"It's Sister Anran! She's the biggest pretentious one!"

An Ran, who was still feeling depressed about the social fiasco, suddenly looked up upon hearing this: "Lamu? You..."

"Be more specific." Chen Zheng raised an eyebrow. "Explain in detail."

Ram closed her eyes, adopting a "what's the use" attitude:

"She clearly doesn't like that iced Americano! Every time she takes a sip, she secretly frowns for a long time! But she insists on telling us it tastes like an adult's drink!"

"Actually, she secretly stuffs White Rabbit milk candies into her mouth as soon as she gets back to the dorm! I've seen it several times!"

"And another thing! She usually acts all aloof, but secretly she loves reading romance novels about domineering CEOs. Last time she even asked me if she could become a bodyguard for a CEO after she's discharged from the military!"

silence.

All the female soldiers stared at An Ran in disbelief.

An Ran, who is usually decisive and efficient, and who doesn't even flinch when carrying a heavy load for ten kilometers of cross-country running, is actually like this behind the scenes.

The contrast aspect.

Anran closed her eyes in pain.

How come she's the one interrogating me, but I'm the one being punished?!

She opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but found that she had no way to defend herself.

Because what Ram said... was all true!