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

"Remember," Chen Zheng said, looking at Guo Huaiying who was still sobbing, "remember this feeling."

"The humiliation of being called trash and unable to retaliate. And the helplessness of not daring to eat your fill because of your own weakness."

An Ran was stunned; she hadn't expected Chen Zheng to say something like that at a time like this.

"you……"

"Sit down." Chen Zheng released his hand and coldly uttered two words.

An Ran bit her lip. Although she felt uncomfortable, she sat back down after seeing Chen Zheng's expression.

Guo Huaiying cried for about five or six minutes before her crying gradually subsided and turned into intermittent sobs.

She looked up and hastily wiped the tears and snot from her face with her sleeve.

"I'm...I'm sorry, sir."

"I lost my composure and made a fool of myself in front of you."

She sniffed, and somewhat awkwardly tried to stand up and clear the table. "I'm full, I'll leave now, I won't cause you any more trouble..."

The moment her hand touched the plate, a large hand pressed down on the back of her hand.

Did I let you leave?

Chen Zheng looked at her, his tone still stiff, but it had softened somewhat.

"What was the name of that teacher from earlier?"

Guo Huaiying was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "Teacher Wang...Teacher Wang, who teaches advanced mathematics."

"it is good."

Chen Zheng nodded and then stood up.

He straightened his collar, fastened each button tightly, and tugged at the hem of his clothes to make his casual attire look impeccable.

"safely."

"Here!" An Ran straightened her back instinctively.

"Keep an eye on her, don't let her get away."

After saying that, Chen Zheng turned around, took long strides, and walked straight to the food serving window not far away.

It was almost the end of the mealtime, and there were fewer people in the cafeteria, but the staff at the counter were still cleaning up.

Chen Zheng walked to the largest window.

Inside, a chubby chef in a white uniform and a chef's hat was wiping the counter with a rag. Seeing Chen Zheng approach, he said without looking up:

"There's no food left. We need to eat our next meal early."

Chen Zheng didn't speak, he just stood there quietly.

One second, two seconds.

The fat man sensed something was wrong. Why wasn't this person leaving?

He looked up in confusion.

As he looked up, the rag in his hand fell with a thud into the soup pot.

The officer standing outside the window looked quite refined, but his eyes were frighteningly fierce.

"Comrade... what can I do for you?" The fat chef swallowed hard.

Chen Zheng took a deep breath.

The next second, a roar exploded in the empty cafeteria hall.

"Call him the head of your college's political department!"

"Get the hell over here!"

……

Half a minute later, a series of heavy footsteps came from the entrance of the cafeteria, instantly silencing the noisy cafeteria.

All the trainees who were eating immediately straightened their backs as if by reflex, and even stopped chewing.

Four soldiers wearing white helmets, white gloves, and red armbands strode in through the door.

picket.

In the military, they are a group that can be quite troublesome.

The saying goes, "Beware of fire, theft, and police." If they take offense, you'll be reprimanded at best, and punished at worst.

Even a special forces soldier like An Ran would feel a chill run down his spine upon seeing that white helmet.

"Who's making a fuss?"

The lead inspector was a second lieutenant with a dark face. His gaze swept around the canteen before finally locking onto Guo Huaiying, who was still sobbing in the corner.

He frowned and strode over.

"That student! Stand up!"

This loud shout made Guo Huaiying tremble all over.

She hurriedly wiped her face and instinctively stood up to salute.

"Speaking loudly and being improperly dressed in public!"

The lieutenant walked to the table, looked at Guo Huaiying, took out his notebook, and began to take notes.

Which class are you in? What's your name? What's your student ID number?

Guo Huaiying turned pale with fright, her lips trembling as she stammered, "Reporting...reporting to the commander, I...I am..."

The more anxious she became, the less she could speak, and she was on the verge of crying again.

The surrounding students couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances, but no one dared to utter a sound.

"Are you mute?" The lieutenant tapped the table impatiently with his pen. "Speak!"

Snapped.

A hand suddenly reached out and pressed down on the lieutenant's notebook, which he was taking notes in.

"Where did you come from?" Chen Zheng stared at the other person. "Didn't you see she was eating?"

The lieutenant was taken aback, only then noticing that there were two officers in civilian clothes at the table.

He glanced at Chen Zheng's epaulets.

Two bars and one star, major, a higher rank than him.

But the military police are known for their indiscriminate approach; they'll investigate any violation, even by a colonel, let alone a major.

"Greetings, sir." The lieutenant gave a perfunctory salute. "We are from the military police squad and are on official duty. Please do not interfere with our efforts to maintain discipline and appearance."

"Improving discipline?"

Chen Zheng laughed, but it was a cold laugh.

His height of over 1.8 meters, coupled with the aura of someone who had crawled out of a pile of corpses, instantly made the lieutenant look inferior.

"What a fine way to rectify discipline!"

Chen Zheng pointed to the empty rice bowl on the table that had been licked clean, and then to Guo Huaiying's military uniform.

"Where was your discipline when she was huddled here all alone, eating rice soaked in soup that wasn't even a speck of oil?"

"Where were you all, managing things, when she was wolfing down her food so hungry she choked and her eyes rolled back?"

"Now that she's full, you bunch of brilliant minds came running as soon as you smelled the aroma?"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Zheng took a step forward, forcing the lieutenant to instinctively take a half step back.

"Your helmets are white, and your hearts are white too?"

"Or is it that the helmet is too heavy, putting pressure on your optic nerves and causing you all to experience intermittent blindness?"

These words were sarcastic yet contained no vulgarity.

An Ran wanted to applaud while listening from the side, but she had to keep a serious expression on her face.

"You...which unit are you from?!"

The lieutenant's face flushed red and then turned pale with embarrassment and anger. "I was just following the rules! Shouting and yelling in the mess hall is a violation of discipline!"

"Regulations?" Chen Zheng sneered. "I was the one shouting just now!"

"Her father was a martyr in the border defense regiment! Her mother was a martyr in the anti-drug police force!"

boom!

This sentence stunned everyone in the cafeteria.

The students who had been watching the spectacle were now completely dumbfounded.

The military police froze on the spot, and the lieutenant's notebook fell to the ground with a thud.

Children of martyrs? Or two martyrs?

This is truly the home of a first-class meritorious official!

Chen Zheng grabbed the lieutenant by the collar and lifted him up, staring intently into his terrified eyes.

"If her dead parents knew that the peace they risked their lives for had only raised a bunch of useless cowards like you."

"Will they regret it?"