In front of him, one tall, one short, two of medium stature, looked a little like a Persian soldier.

The men came out of the two-story barracks on the right, wearing camouflage uniforms and excited expressions, like wolves seeing meat.

Zhuang Zheng waited for the three of them to quickly stand upright.

After all, that's your superior.

Although this seems a little awkward, solemn used to be upright for the superiors of his troops, but now he is upright for a bunch of blue-eyed, black-haired, high-nosed foreign soldiers, and his heart is more or less unnatural.

However, it is the duty of a soldier to obey orders, and he himself is a cadet here, so he must abide by the discipline and regulations here.

"Get to know each other."

A stocky, medium-sturdy, middle-haired guy with short curly hair stepped forward with a hand-held megaphone.

"Please report your name, rank, and unit."

He pointed to solemnity and said in T-language, "Start with you." ”

In fact, solemn can only barely understand this self-contained scroll asking himself and his companions the names of their ranks, etc., and can barely understand that they are about to let themselves say first.

To be honest, although I have strengthened the learning of T language in the past period of time, it is really a little different from the conversation with Teacher Yan Shuang.

This spontaneous volume may have had its own unique tone, so that when he spoke, he had his own muffled voice, and he spoke at a fast pace that made people sound a little different from standard language.

First of all, I had to talk to foreign military instructors, and I was still a little nervous in my heart.

He would rather have himself on a backpack for a five-kilometer cross-country run than answer a question.

Of course, solemnity also knows that escape is not the way to go.

In the future, we will have to stay here for nearly a year, and we will train and study here, including the basic theory and practical operation of various military skills.

Even if the spoken language is not good, the ugly daughter-in-law must eventually see the family.

"Report instructor, my name is Zhuang Yan, a non-commissioned officer of the first class, from the PLA Army Special Forces."

"What?" Jiraimaki seemed to be very surprised by the solemn answer, and walked up to the solemn face, the towering hooked nose almost reaching the solemn face.

"You? First Class Master Major? ”

"It's a non-commissioned officer." Solemnly replied: "Not Master Chief." ”

Zi Lai Juan was obviously a little dazed when he heard it, and looked at the solemnity with incredible eyes.

In fact, it is no wonder that he was surprised.

Because in the army of country T, the non-commissioned officer system at that time was different from the PLA.

PLA is from the first to the sixth level, and the non-commissioned officers of soldiers are collectively referred to as non-commissioned officers. In general, there are three types of military ranks: officer, non-commissioned officer (sergeant major), and soldier.

And the T country is different, they are officers, sergeants (non-commissioned officers), non-commissioned officers and soldiers, and there are even more differences, their first sergeant major is the highest non-commissioned officer major, while PLA is the opposite, the higher the number, the higher the rank, and the sixth grade is the highest non-commissioned officer.

It's no wonder that Zi Lai Juan was surprised, because Zhuang Zheng looked too young, that is, in his twenties, and was actually a first-class non-commissioned officer?

In fact, he didn't hear clearly, and solemnly replied that he was a non-commissioned officer, without emphasizing that he was a non-commissioned officer.

And Zhuang Yan didn't fully understand what he meant, because everyone was a little unaccustomed to each other's accents, they all listened very much, guessed seven points, and relied on reasoning eight points.

However, the volume was lost to continue to ask solemn questions about the difference between this non-commissioned officer and the non-commissioned officer.

He turned to Cui Weinan: "What about you!?" Soldier!? ”

Cui Weinan couldn't hold back a laugh and replied loudly: "Instructor, my name is Cui Weinan, an officer of the PLA Army Special Forces, not a soldier!" ”

With this emphasis, Cui Weinan thought that he would anger the Zilai scroll in front of him, because he emphasized his identity as an officer.

Moreover, before coming, everyone had studied and studied the ranks of the T Army.

On the right arm of the self-curling in front of him, there is a shield-shaped rank symbol in the same position as the right arm pocket of the PLA camouflage uniform.

A moon and a star, five V-shaped bars, and a straight bar underneath.

This is a rank mark for a sergeant major of the second class.

I am a second lieutenant anyway, and the other party is just a second-class sergeant major, although I have to respectfully call other instructors, but I have a sense of superiority in my heart.

At least Cui Weinan personally has this kind of little idea.

However, what is unexpected is that the second-class sergeant major Zilaijuan listened to Second Lieutenant Cui Weinan's self-introduction, and there was no trace of unhappiness at all, but he smiled, as happy as if he had picked up some treasure.

He even stretched out his hand and patted Cui Weinan's arm heavily, and said in a T language with an undulating tone like his hair: "Okay! Good! Good! That's great! ”

There were several "good" in a row, which made Cui Weinan at a loss.

This first meeting, where is the "good"?

Coming to Wei Shuping, who was ranked third, Zilai Juan asked the same question.

However, this time it didn't go so well.

Wei Shuping opened his mouth, and the self-curling volume was immediately full of stars.

Because even he couldn't understand what Wei Shuping was saying.

The kind of T language with a thick accent is not much different from the mantra that Tang Sanzang recited when he gave Sun Wukong BGM.

I listened to it once, but I didn't understand, and I asked it a second time, and I didn't understand it, so I asked it a third time.

In fact, Wei Shuping can understand the questions from the volume, and he can understand every sentence.

Speaking of which, Wei Shuping's hearing is good, and his listening and dictation in the team is among the top three; The written test is also first-class, and the score is the second place in the whole reserve team; But he can't speak, as soon as he speaks, he will be confused, as soon as he speaks, meteors will fall to the ground, and when he speaks, the bridle will break, and his accent is like a sudden barbarism, spreading his hooves and running around on the grassland.

It can be said that Comrade Wei Shuping's spoken words are a disaster.

Sergeant Major 2nd Class finally gave up continuing to ask questions in T and asked the same question in English instead.

The result was extremely disappointing for him.

Wei Shuping's English and T are the same.

The same is to listen and understand, to write and understand, to say that you can't speak, to say that you can't say, to say that it is chaotic, and to say it is wild horses.

In the end, Jilai Roll finally lost the courage to continue asking, he took a few steps back and yelled: "Push-up preparation position, lie down!" ”

When he shouted for the first time, he was still a little dazed.

Push-up?

This push-up?

Zilai Juan shouted a second time, and the three of them lay down.

He walked up, put the big backpacks on everyone's backs one by one, and warned, "Don't drop it, I'll give you more food!" ”

Then he gave two thumbs up and showed it in front of the three of them.

"Two hundred?" Solemnly asked.

"No!" Second Sergeant Major said very generously: "Two thousand! ”