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

"Very good, honesty is a virtue."

Chen Zheng nodded in satisfaction, and the restraints on Ram's body were loosened slightly.

Ram let out a long breath and slumped into the chair, completely exhausted, not daring to look at An Ran's murderous gaze.

"Next."

With Ram, the traitor, leading the way, Mulan's once-solid defenses collapsed instantly.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

The female soldier wearing headphones cried and shouted, her body still twitching slightly from the electric shock she had just received.

"Xiao Ye secretly hid half a bag of Oreos during the last field training exercise, stuffing it into the lining of her bulletproof vest! She also has a crush on the head cook, and she queues up at that window every day!"

"Wang Xiaolu! You son of a bitch!" The female soldier who was called out instantly flared up. "Didn't you also secretly alter the waist of your camouflage uniform? You said it was for easier tactical movements, but you just wanted to show off your slim waist!"

"And Zhao Yan! She puts Daniel Wu's picture at the very back of her closet and kisses it every night before going to sleep!"

"That's my faith! What do you know?!"

"I haven't even mentioned you yet! Last time you poured your foot-washing water into the company commander's flowerpot, causing that clivia to be sent away the very next day. When the company commander asked about it, you said you knew nothing!"

The interrogation room instantly descended into chaos.

In order to protect themselves, the female soldiers began to expose each other's shortcomings.

From secretly eating snacks to having a crush on someone, and then to violating dormitory rules.

In just ten minutes, the entire Mulan Special Forces team's bitter tea leaves were stripped clean.

Chen Zheng leaned against the control panel, like a loyal historian, recording everything so he could use it as a flaw in the future.

These troublemakers are all more arrogant than anyone else.

But in private, they are just a group of young girls who haven't grown up yet.

"That's enough!"

A loud shout interrupted the entire argument.

An Ran's chest heaved violently as she stared intently at her teammates who were bowing their heads in shame.

"Look at the state of you all! Do you have any backbone left as special forces soldiers?"

The entire room fell silent.

"Well said."

Chen Zheng put down his notebook, clapped softly, and then walked step by step to An Ran.

Even though An Ran was strapped to the electric chair and had been publicly executed twice, her eyes were still full of defiance.

Chen Zheng leaned down, and the distance between the two instantly closed to only a few centimeters.

An Ran instinctively tried to lean back, but the metal buckle behind her neck blocked her way out.

"Captain An is very conscientious."

"Now that everyone has confessed, it's your turn."

Chen Zheng withdrew his hand and sat down directly on the interrogation table opposite An Ran.

"An Ran, female, 24 years old, a celebrity in the 81st Group Army. Her suitors could line up all the way to the gate." Chen Zheng said while playing with the electric remote control in his hand. "I'm not interested in anyone else. I only have one question for you."

"Just now at the shooting range, you saw the moment I fired..."

Chen Zheng paused, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Was there even for a fleeting moment, even just 0.01 seconds, when you felt romantic feelings for me?"

As soon as the question was asked, the female soldiers, who were initially embarrassed, immediately perked up their ears.

An Ran's pupils suddenly contracted.

She had already decided which teammate she was going to betray!

But to my utter surprise, Chen Zheng asked this question!

At that moment, the figure on the shooting range, though few in number, did stir a ripple in her heart.

But... admit it?

It's impossible!

"No!" An Ran shouted firmly, "Instructor Chen, you're too narcissistic!"

Drop~

The lie detector connected to Anran's wrist started flashing red.

【Jeong-yeon 言。】

"Ugh!"

An Ran suddenly tilted her head back, her long neck taut in an arc, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip tightly, letting out a suppressed cry of pain.

"Looks like actions speak louder than words." Chen Zheng looked at the soaring heart rate on the panel. "Heart rate 140, Captain An, what's all the excitement about?"

"I didn't!" An Ran gasped, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. "The machine...the machine broke down!"

"Still being stubborn."

Chen Zheng shook his head, his fingers resting on the knob.

"I'll give you another chance, are you tempted?"

"No……"

Nourishing~

This time, a third-level current was applied directly.

"Hmm!"

An Ran trembled violently, her hands gripping the handrails tightly, her knuckles turning white.

The intense electric current stimulated my nerves, causing not only pain but also a sense of shame.

In front of all the team members, they were controlled by this man, questioned by him, and even had their bodies react to his actions.

"Still not admitting it?" Chen Zheng's voice remained calm. "It seems Captain An's tolerance is indeed astonishing. Let's try level four then. I've heard that this level can induce some strange hallucinations."

"No... Chen Zheng! You son of a bitch!"

Anran was about to break down, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Do you have it?"

Chen Zheng tightened his fingers slightly, as if to turn the knob.

The impending fear completely shattered An Ran's last psychological defenses.

"Yes!!!" An Ran shouted, her eyes closed and her voice trembling with tears, "Yes! A little bit! Okay?! I'm smitten! Just when you fired the gun! I thought you were so cool! Okay?!"

After shouting those words, she felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and she slumped into the chair, panting heavily.

[System notification: Psychological defenses have been broken down to 90%.]

[Task completion check in progress...]

The surroundings were deathly quiet.

All the female soldiers gaped open, their jaws dropping to the floor.

An Ran, who was known as "invulnerable to men," actually fell for this instructor she had only known for less than a day?

This news is a bit too shocking.

Anran felt so ashamed she wanted to die, but after saying it out loud, she felt a strange sense of relief.

She weakly lifted her eyelids and looked at Chen Zheng.

Now that he's admitted it, what will this man do?

Just as An Ran began to imagine, the smile on Chen Zheng's face vanished without a trace.

Instead, there was a cold face.

Chen Zheng stood up and looked down at An Ran.

"You're tempted?" Chen Zheng's voice was so cold it sent chills down your spine. "Then keep it to yourself."

An Ran froze, the shyness in her eyes instantly freezing, replaced by astonishment and confusion.

"What?"

"I'm telling you, keep those girlish thoughts of yours to yourself."

Chen Zheng shook his head, then turned and scanned the entire room, his voice resounding throughout the virtual space:

"I am your instructor, here to teach you how to kill, not to play house with you."

"You are Mulan, the nation's sharpest blade, the daggers destined to plunge into the enemy's heart!"

"In special forces, especially in my unit, romantic fantasies are absolutely forbidden!"

Chen Zheng whirled around, pointed at An Ran, whose face was deathly pale, and uttered words that pierced the heart:

"If I were your enemy just now, you would have been dead the moment you realized you had feelings for me!"

"I'll exploit your emotions, drain you dry, extract all the information from you, and then shoot you dead!"

"Emotions are your biggest weakness!"

"Anran, did you understand?"