My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

Special forces are the most mysterious and powerful troops in a country. They always carry out extraordinary missions in some corner that people cannot see. Real special forces do not roam in front of the world.

The original owner of this body, Sun Nuan, was one of them. Her abilities were no less than those of any male soldier. Now she was the captain of a special forces team and a prominent figure in the military.

In this world, the male protagonist, Yan Feng, entrusts the training of new recruits from the special forces to her subordinates.

The original owner was cold, not good at speaking, and ruthless in her methods, so naturally she was not liked by the other party. Yan Feng admired her but also felt a little fear of her.

In the original storyline, Yan Feng and An An, a female military doctor in the special forces who was highly skilled and gentle in her speech and actions, were a couple. They met after he was injured during a mission. Yan Feng was a decisive soldier and won An An over in the shortest possible time.

As for the original owner... cough, she was just an instructor from beginning to end. Although she had some feelings for Yan Feng, by the time she found out, he was already deeply in love with An An, so she gave up her feelings.

However, the two inevitably came into contact during a dangerous mission. At the time, Yan Feng was in a daze and completely forgot about the incident after waking up.

Afterwards, Sun Nuan buried the matter in her heart and never mentioned it again. When she saw them happily walking towards the hall of marriage, she was only saddened for a moment. When she opened her eyes again, she had become the respected special forces female soldier who dedicated her life to the country!

"Knock knock!" The knocking on the door interrupted Sun Nuan's thoughts.

"Please come in." Sun Nuan's voice was as cold as ever, its mechanical chill causing the person outside to pause for a moment before opening the door.

"Captain, the new recruits have arrived!" The soldier's strong voice rang in her ears.

Sun Nuan opened her slightly closed eyes, a fleeting glint of light in them: "Mm."

The visitor gave a proper salute and then left.

Sun Nuan went to the changing room, put on her military uniform, and looked at the short-haired woman in the mirror. She had a good figure, well-defined muscles on her arms, and a handsome face. Although her skin was not as fair as before due to years of training, it was still a little fairer than the average person. After all, the original owner of this body had skin that was not easily tanned.

His lips were pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were cold; he was clearly the kind of person who didn't smile often.

However, if the original owner's eyes showed a few more emotions, they would instantly reveal a different kind of allure, shining with a unique brilliance, which didn't quite match her identity as a soldier. This was probably one of the reasons why the original owner had a cold personality...

It's important to understand that not everyone is born cold.

Sun Nuan picked up the military cap that was placed aside, put it on, and slightly covered her cold eyes. Then she walked out of the house without stopping.

In the center of the large field stood a dozen or so figures in military green uniforms, standing ramrod straight in the scorching sun, large beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads, yet their faces remained resolute.

They were selected from the best of the best among reconnaissance and airborne troops, and perseverance was their most basic training.

Sun Nuan watched the scene unfold before her with a cold, unmoved gaze, observing for another half hour.

Yan Feng was among them, his deep eagle eyes filled with unwavering determination. His bronze skin accentuated his tough-guy image, and his handsome appearance drew attention to him. Although he wasn't the tallest among them at 1.9 meters, he was still noticeable at first glance.

A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead, the salty liquid flowing into his eyes, but he didn't even blink. His back was completely soaked, clinging to his body and outlining a large expanse of perfect muscles.

Sun Nuan observed him for a while before shifting her gaze to other people. Only after she had looked at all of the dozen or so people did she prepare to walk towards the center of the field.

It was already high in the sky, the sun was at its zenith, yet they still stood there without complaint. Sun Nuan was temporarily satisfied with this batch of new recruits.

"Line up, at ease!" Sun Nuan stepped forward and gave the order.

The dozen or so people reacted quickly, forming two rows and standing at ease.

"I will be your instructor for the next training session!" Sun Nuan's voice, though not loud, reached everyone's ears clearly, strong and resonant, instantly drawing their attention.

"I believe everyone here is an elite member of the military. Strong physique, superb combat skills, and outstanding mental qualities are essential..." Sun Nuan's tone was completely calm, as if she were describing the most ordinary thing. You know, although these things are easy to say, they are very difficult to do.

After finishing her grand and dignified words, Sun Nuan dismissed the group and told them to go change into their training uniforms so she could see their strength. As for lunch, that wasn't the time yet.

"You mean this little girl is an instructor?! Are you kidding me?" A burly man with a rugged appearance laughed arrogantly.

"Haha!" someone laughed in agreement.

"I think she's not simple." Yan Feng recalled Sun Nuan's icy expression and the sharp glint in her eyes.

"What's so special about him..." The burly man didn't say much after Yan Feng spoke up. After all, they had heard about Yan Feng's achievements in the army, and everyone has some respect for the strong.

Five minutes later, everyone changed into their training clothes. Sun Nuan had been waiting in the same spot for a long time. The slightly tight training clothes showed off her beautiful figure. However, no one dared to look at her. After all, her gaze was too cold, making them feel as if she were looking at a dead object.

Everyone quickly stood in their positions.

“Two-on-one battles, find your own partners,” Sun Nuan said.

Everyone intentionally or unintentionally avoided Yan Feng. Sun Nuan watched this scene and was surprised to find that Yan Feng was quite famous in the army.

It just so happens that the number of people to be collected this time is odd, so Yan Feng was naturally left out.

"You! Be in my group." Sun Nuan called Yan Feng over.

Yan Feng's eagle eyes flashed slightly as he stepped forward.

Sun Nuan's height of 1.75 meters is quite outstanding among ordinary people, but unfortunately, she naturally appears petite among a group of burly, hand-picked men.

The burly man who harbored resentment towards Sun Nuan watched the scene unfold with his arms crossed, enjoying the spectacle. The others also seemed to be watching with amusement.

Yan Fengchao smiled shyly at Sun Nuan. His image as a big, simple-minded man was deeply ingrained in people's minds, but the intense fighting spirit in his eyes revealed that he was not as simple as he appeared.

"The former reconnaissance unit is keeping a tight rein on this!" Yan Feng said, standing ramrod straight.

"...I don't need to know your name, and of course you're not worthy to know mine. Here, only strength matters," Sun Nuan said calmly.

"..."

Before Yan Feng could react, she attacked.

Yan Feng reacted quickly and met Sun Nuan's horizontal slash.

As soon as they engaged in combat, they both gained a clear understanding of each other's strength.

Yan Feng was secretly shocked, not expecting that this female instructor was no less strong than him!

He initiated the attack and began fighting with Sun Nuan.

He threw a punch that cut through the air, but just as it was about to hit Sun Nuan's face, she dodged it by tilting her head. His sweeping kick was blocked by her.

The burly man who had initially underestimated Sun Nuan slowly opened his eyes, watching the two fight with some disbelief. Sun Nuan had completely suppressed Yan Feng, and her composure inspired a strange sense of admiration in him.

"Bang!" Everyone clearly heard the sound of a fist hitting flesh.

Yan Feng clutched his stomach and took a few steps back, his resolute face bearing the pain.

"Hmm, not bad," Sun Nuan commented calmly, her expression still icy.

Yan Feng was close by, and he could clearly see Sun Nuan's performance during the battle. This woman... was indeed not simple.

Doesn't he deserve to know her name? He'll find out sooner or later!

A look of determination flashed across Yan Feng's eyes. He laughed heartily and reverted to his usual goofy self. He gave Sun Nuan a standard military salute, the simplest and most direct way for a soldier to show respect.

"One group goes first," Sun Nuan said, pointing to the left half of the team that had already been divided into groups.

The two quickly entered combat mode, each unleashing their most powerful fighting techniques to attack the other, fists clashing.

The afternoon sun shone on these soldiers who could stand steadfastly under the sun, possessing iron-like strength and steel-like will, and their hearty smiles were dazzling at this moment.

……

On the first day, Sun Nuan had already learned about their basic strength.

After the troops were dismissed, she came to a room guarded by two armed soldiers at the door. When they saw her, they saluted her and then opened the door with great care.

Sun Nuan went inside. The room was dimly lit, with no lights on, and a shadowy figure sat behind a table.

She took off her military cap, stood at attention, and saluted the other person.

"...Little Sun, how is it?" A deep, middle-aged voice rang out.

"Combat skills are good, but physical fitness is slightly lacking, and combat techniques are not good," Sun Nuan reported truthfully.

"Hehe, Xiao Sun, don't be too picky. They are the best among the previous batches," the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"……Yes."

"What about Yan Feng? The kid you fought today!" he asked again.

"Good, he's a promising talent," Sun Nuanzhong commented.

"Hmm...that kid is indeed quite good." He nodded, tapping his fingers on the table from time to time, his expression hidden in the darkness.

“…I understand.” Sun Nuan saluted the other person again, then walked away.

……

At night, in the barracks, Yan Feng went to the barracks' public bathroom to wash up and clean himself up after a long day. There weren't many people in the public bathroom at the moment. He took off his clothes, revealing his perfect physique.

"Whoosh!" Water poured over his entire body. He looked at the spot on his abdomen where Sun Nuan had struck him, and he had to admit that it still ached slightly.

He smiled, and his usually forthright and innocent smile surprisingly carried a hint of wickedness.

Sun Nuan's cold face flashed in my mind. Instructor?