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

Chen Zheng shouted, "Let's take the shortcut! We have to get there before him!"

The car headlights pierced the darkness, illuminating the bumpy dirt road ahead.

The withered trees on both sides flashed past, and a hint of excitement appeared in Chen Zheng's eyes.

"Director Guo, I hope your plane takes off a little slower."

"Otherwise, it would be too boring for me after I've just warmed up."

……

Half an hour later, the car drifted into an abandoned industrial area and finally came to a stop behind a dirt slope.

"arrive."

Chen Zheng turned off the engine, put the car keys in his pocket, and got out of the car.

The passenger door was pushed open.

An Ran staggered off the car, leaning against a withered tree, her chest heaving violently, her stomach churning.

"Chen Zheng...you..."

She pointed at Chen Zheng, wanting to curse him, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a surge of acidic water rushed to her throat, almost making her vomit.

"Alright, save your compliments." Chen Zheng said, straightening An Ran's military cap, which was askew on the back of her head. "Can you still move? If not, just rest in the car. I'll be right back."

"Don't...don't look down on people!"

An Ran took a deep breath and forced herself to stay alert.

I am the captain of Mulan, so I will not fall behind even if I lose health or flesh.

"The mission is urgent." After catching his breath, An Ran drew his sidearm from his waist, pulled the slide, and asked, "Where is he?"

"About 500 meters ahead, probably behind that freight warehouse."

Chen Zheng pointed to the faint lights in the darkness in the distance.

"There's a smell of aviation fuel. It seems our Director Guo is in luck; the plane is already warming up."

Under the cover of night, the two walked through the shadows of the abandoned factory.

The weeds here grow taller than a person, providing them with natural cover.

Chen Zheng walked ahead, each step precisely landing in the blind spot of the surveillance camera.

An Ran followed behind, becoming increasingly alarmed as she watched.

She considered herself quite skilled at stealth and infiltration, but compared to Chen Zheng, her techniques were child's play.

This guy seemed to know the layout of the place like the back of his hand. He didn't need to observe it deliberately to know where there were hidden sentries and surveillance cameras.

Even as he turned a corner, Chen Zheng didn't turn his head back, but casually tossed a pebble into the air.

With a snap, a motion-sensor light hidden in the grass shattered a dozen meters away.

"Stay close."

Chen Zheng's voice came from the front, "Be careful, don't make a sound. Director Guo is definitely on high alert right now. The slightest noise will startle him and make him run away."

Ten minutes later.

The two men were lying on top of a rusty shipping container, with a private helipad below.

Several high-powered searchlights illuminated the helipad until it gleamed.

A small Gulfstream business jet was parked at the end of the runway, its engines already running.

Next to the plane, there was a black Audi A6 and two Land Cruiser Prado SUVs.

Several burly men in black suits patrolled the area warily, their waists bulging, clearly indicating they were carrying guns.

"Is this what a public servant is?"

An Ran lay down next to Chen Zheng, looking at the scene below, and sneered.

"This is a bigger spectacle than that of a typical drug lord."

"Who can argue with that?" Chen Zheng shook his head as well. "These days, everyone cares about appearances. If you don't have a good image, who will do business with you?"

Just then, the Audi's rear door opened.

A figure wrapped in a windbreaker, wearing a baseball cap and a mask emerged.

Although it was covered up very well, even a fool could tell that it was most likely Guo Degang.

Then, two middle-aged men wearing floral shirts and with fleshy faces got out of the SUV.

One of them was carrying two silver briefcases.

"Boss Guo, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

The man in the floral shirt walked forward with a smile and patted the box in his hand.

"This is the final payment you requested. It consists entirely of consecutive old banknotes and gold. Based on the current exchange rate, we've charged a 30% handling fee."

Guo De had no time to waste words with them.

He snatched the suitcase, placed it on the hood, and opened it.

Splash!

Even from dozens of meters away, An Ran on top of the container was momentarily blinded by the light from inside the box.

A box full of hundred-yuan bills.

The other box contained neatly arranged gold bars.

"Thirty percent? Why don't you just rob me!" Guo De cursed, but his hand honestly closed the suitcase. "Alright, hurry up and get me boarding!"

"Once I get there, you'll all get your share of the remaining money!"

Seeing this, An Ran's hand gripping the gun tightened involuntarily, her knuckles turning white.

"That bastard..."

She gritted her teeth, her voice filled with suppressed anger.

"Guo Huaiying didn't dare to eat a single piece of meat at school. In order to save those few yuan for food, she became so thin and pale from hunger."

"What's he doing? Taking the martyr's pension, exchanging it for gold bars here, and then running off to live a life of pleasure abroad?"

"Is there any justice in this world?!"

An Ran took a deep breath and was about to get up.

"Don't move."

A large hand pressed down on her shoulder.

Chen Zheng remained lying there, his eyes calm: "The show has only just begun, what's the rush?"

"But the plane is about to take off!" An Ran said anxiously. "Once he's on the plane and in international waters, we really won't be able to do anything!"

"Don't worry." Chen Zheng's lips curled into a smile. "This plane won't be able to fly into international waters tonight."

"It can only fly to hell at most."

After he finished speaking, he patted An Ran's hand.

"Set up your guns here and block the escape route on the left."

"Here's the floral shirt. Don't let him get away."

"And what about you?" An Ran was taken aback.

Chen Zheng did not answer.

His figure slid off the container in an instant and disappeared into the dark shadows.

On the tarmac.

Guo De, carrying two suitcases, climbed up the boarding stairs, panting heavily.

"Faster! Faster!"

He urged himself on in his heart.

Once he's on this plane, and after just two hours of flight, he can finally escape that damned school and live a carefree life abroad.

Luxury cars, beautiful women, mansions, and yachts—that's the life people should live.

As for the negative reputation within China?

Screw it, money talks.

Guo De finally grabbed the armrest of the cabin door, and one foot had already stepped into the cabin.

That anxious heart finally felt half relieved.

He turned around, looking down at the floral shirt and bodyguards still standing below, a smug look on his face.

"I'm never coming back to this godforsaken place in my life!"

He was just about to turn around and crawl into the cabin.

Sudden.

A cheerful voice rang out above his head.

"Oh, Director Guo."

"It's so late, where are you going on a business trip?"

The sound wasn't loud, but to Guo De it was quite eerie.

He froze, his neck slowly turning upwards.

Suddenly, a person appeared on the wing of the plane.

Chen Zheng was crouching on the edge of the wing, the searchlight illuminating his face, which had a half-smile.

"what!"

Guo De was so frightened that he let out a scream.