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

The next morning.

Dust filled the training ground as the female soldiers, fully armed, ran five kilometers after their morning exercises.

"At ease!"

An Ran stood at the front of the line, panting heavily, but her eyes kept drifting towards the distant intersection.

Chen Zheng was actually late today.

Logically speaking, even if it were raining knives from the sky, Chen Zheng would appear on the platform with a stopwatch right on time.

But today, it wasn't until the sun rose that a jeep slowly drove up beside us.

The car door opened, and Chen Zheng jumped out.

He wasn't wearing his training uniform today, but rather casual sportswear. He didn't look like an instructor; he looked more like a friendly older brother next door.

But no one's eyes lingered on him for long.

Because the passenger door was also open.

A clean white canvas shoe stepped out first, followed by an unexpected figure.

"Holy crap..."

Ram exclaimed in surprise from within the group.

Jiang Nan got out of the car with her head down.

She was wearing a white cotton dress today, with even some lace trim on the hem.

Her long hair wasn't tied up, but rather draped over her shoulders, secured with a small hair clip.

The morning sunlight shone on her, making her skin glow.

This is hardly the demolition genius who always shouted about blowing up buildings.

She's clearly a quiet, sheltered young lady who's never traveled far from home.

"Smack."

Guo Huaiying was sneaking a bite to eat under the cover of the front row when she saw this and dropped the half-eaten steamed bun on the ground.

She opened her mouth wide, looked at the ethereal Jiang Nan, then looked down at her own mud-covered training uniform, and suddenly the steamed bun in her hand didn't taste so good anymore.

Even Shen Doudou, who was dozing off in the back row, opened her eyes wide, which was quite unusual.

"This..." Shen Doudou rubbed her eyes, asking somewhat uncertainly, "Is this a new team member?"

This stark visual contrast plunged the entire Mulan Special Forces into an eerie silence.

Among this group of sweaty, menacing female soldiers, Jiang Nan, dressed in a white dress, seemed out of place.

Chen Zheng walked to the front of the group, looking quite composed, and simply waved to An Ran.

"safely."

"arrive!"

An Ran instinctively stood at attention, but her eyes remained fixed on Jiang Nan.

You are fully responsible for today's training.

Chen Zheng said casually.

"Jiang Nan and I are going on a mission and will probably be back this afternoon."

On a mission?

Dressed like this for a mission?

An Ran's eyebrows instantly furrowed into a knot.

What task requires wearing a white dress?

Infiltrate a matchmaking event?

"Instructor, this..."

An Ran couldn't help but want to ask for clarification, but Chen Zheng didn't give her the chance at all.

He turned around and tilted his head slightly at Jiang Nan, who was still looking down and tugging at the hem of her skirt.

"Walk."

Jiang Nan trembled slightly, glanced awkwardly at her comrades in the team, her cheeks flushed slightly, and then obediently followed behind Chen Zheng.

Now, she is as well-behaved as a girl who has just been taken out by her parents.

The two got into the car one after the other.

boom!

The jeep roared to life, kicked up a cloud of dust, and sped away, leaving a group of female soldiers bewildered in the wind.

"Dismissed! Rest for ten minutes!"

An Ran stared at the direction where the taillights disappeared, gritted her teeth, and shouted.

As soon as the group dispersed, everyone started gossiping.

"Captain! Captain!"

Ram was the first to rush up to An Ran and whispered something.

"What is this? Huh? What is this?!"

"A publicly funded date? Or an elopement?"

"That's a white dress! Pure cotton! With lace trim!"

Lam excitedly gestured, pointing to the name: "I saw it in a TV drama; when a rich heiress ran away from home for love and eloped with a poor boy, she was wearing this very outfit!"

"And look at Jiang Nan, so shy and timid, she's completely different from that crazy woman she usually is!"

"Is this the power of love? It's terrifying!"

The person next to him pushed up their glasses on the bridge of their nose:

"Based on my years of experience playing with gags and wood, their mutual affection must have reached a very high level."

"As everyone knows, the instructor spent so long in the solitary confinement room last night, which clearly triggered a hidden plot."

"I reckon that this one last date is all it takes to unlock the special CG."

The murmurs grew louder, and a sense of anxiety filled the air.

An Ran stood aside, not participating in the discussion.

She just stared intently at the dirt road where the vehicle had disappeared, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the gun belt at her waist.

Last night, Chen Zheng specifically asked the cooks to set aside two portions of braised pork.

She thought it was for herself.

As a result, he was taken to the solitary confinement room.

A lone man and a lone woman, sharing a room, and even bringing each other food.

This morning, I changed into casual clothes again and took Jiang Nan, who is usually unassuming but stunning when dressed up, out with her.

An Ran suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

"Captain, why aren't you saying anything?"

Ram was still recklessly stirring things up, "Do you think the instructor might actually have a crush on Jiang Nan? After all, she's so beautiful..."

Click!

A crisp metallic clang instantly interrupted Ram's words.

Everyone was startled and turned around to look.

An Ran pulled the bolt of the rifle without any expression.

"Shut up!"

"Anyone who spreads rumors again will have their workload doubled today!"

"Also, each person will receive an additional 500 rounds of ammunition for today's shooting practice!"

"No food until you finish playing!"

After saying that, she slung the gun over her shoulder and turned to leave.

The female soldiers looked at each other and shrank back.

……

Two hours later, in the city.

The old pedestrian street in the early morning is full of the lively atmosphere of everyday life.

This place is completely different from the military camp.

Everywhere there were messy stalls, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares filled the air, along with the aroma of fried dough sticks and jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes).

Chen Zheng walked leisurely ahead with his hands in his pockets, occasionally stopping to look at the roadside stalls.

Jiang Nan carefully followed half a step behind him.

She walked slowly, holding the hem of her white skirt in her hands.

The crowded people, the noise, and the litter scattered on the ground made her feel uncomfortable.

more importantly.

There is no order, no rules.

"What's wrong? Not used to it?"

Chen Zheng suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.

Jiang Nan was startled and quickly loosened her skirt, forcing a smile: "No...no, it's fine."

"fine?"

Chen Zheng smiled and pointed to a fried dough stick stall by the roadside, "Then let's get something pretty good."

As he spoke, without waiting for Jiang Nan's agreement, he squeezed into the crowd.

"Boss, two fried dough sticks and two bowls of soy milk."

What does it mean to say whether soy milk should be sweet or salty?

A short while later, Chen Zheng returned carrying two disposable paper bowls.

The paper bowl was flimsy, and a little soy milk inside spilled out and onto Chen Zheng's fingers.