This is really good news, looking at Serov, who was making abstract sketches, Isemotny showed a meaningful smile, Serov, who did not know that he was being calculated, finished the vase, handed the sketchpad directly to Lukani, and asked his secretary to send it to the teacher. Serov, who is famous for his abstract sketches, naturally could not let ordinary students see his great works, so after creating this genre, he found himself a teacher, a sketch expert in the KGB.

"I think my painting skills seem to be a lot better! What do you guys think? Serov examined himself, then looked at Isemotny with expectant eyes, his hands wrenched together, and there was a rare hint of nervousness in his expression, which was quite similar to the child who finished his homework and waited for the teacher's praise as a child.

Isemotney looked at Serov's work and flashed a look of shock, and then a sly smile rose on the corner of her mouth and said, "It's a little bit of progress, as long as you can see the progress!" ”

"Oh, that's good! I don't feel like my fingers are shaking anymore......" Serov rubbed his hands together and looked relieved, obviously trusting the top students who graduated from Gatsna Agent City. In fact, with his growing memory, he can completely recall that the two little Nizi, Isemotny and Lukani, did not have a painting course at all during the training process, that is to say, the conclusion of the two little Nizi is completely unreliable......

What kind of temperament does a soldier king have, muscles like a gas explosion? Or is it the kind of temperament that stands out from the crowd, with sharp eyes? At least Serov didn't feel the slightest superiority in this group of soldiers selected from various units when he saw it, this was obviously a group of ordinary people there.

These are from the Taman Division, the Dzerzhinsky Division, the Police Corps directly under the Main Directorate of the Secret Police, the GRU Instructor Guidance Brigade, and as for the remaining few people, their troop prefixes are either Red Banner or Guards! Among them is also an airborne force, each of which has a glorious history and has carried through the famous major battles of the Soviet-German battlefield.

These pacesetter-level soldiers from different systems, wearing the military uniforms of their respective units, stand together without the momentum of elite soldiers, and the various military uniforms are mixed and matched, but they are more like a rabble.

"Elite hairs can't be figured out with common sense!" Serov, who was almost blinded by the light, silently comforted himself in his heart, except for the color of the uniform of the naval infantry, almost the entire Soviet military uniform had appeared in front of him. At least it's still a bit of a standardized military posture, and it's really hard for that GRU soldier, the AK47 assault rifle has only been in service for a few years, and he can use it like the M1891 Mosin-Nagant rifle full of the atmosphere of time, and there seems to be an inscription on the butt, can the GRU play casually in terms of maintaining weapons?

"Welcome comrades to the Third General Bureau as guests, everyone is a soldier, so I naturally have a feeling of closeness when I see you!" At this time, Serov forgot his duty to trouble the Red Army, and forcibly regarded himself as a soldier and was close to this group of soldiers, and it was rare for three-star soldiers like them to be rare.

"Comrade Serov, is there a task to accomplish by summoning us?" A soldier of the Dzerzhinsky division, dressed in a black military uniform, asked.

Task? "Yes, I have a task for you!" Serov's brain froze, but fortunately, he quickly filled his hole within the normal range, "We have brought in Comrade Kuznetsov, the world champion of the decathlon, and Comrade Medvedy, the champion of wrestling, and you will play against two well-known athletes. I hope you can learn from the two comrades how to strengthen your body, and I hope our world champions can learn the qualities of perseverance in the army......"

"It's not necessarily that we're going to lose, right? Is the world champion sure to win? Although it was only one person who protested, Serov's words certainly did not cause more than one person to complain, as can be seen from the looks of the other soldiers.

"Let the results show that you are not talking empty words!" Serov said very coldly that it is good to have self-confidence as a soldier, but it is better to speak boldly after victory. Military personnel in particular should understand this, and even if these soldiers are truly elite at this level of athletes who have been training all year round, Serov still thinks that two world champions will win.

The decathlon consists of 100-meter run, long jump, shot put, high jump, and 400-meter run; 110m hurdles, discus, pole vault, javelin, 1500m run. The results of the competition are calculated according to the special track and field all-around scoring scale formulated by the International Association of Athletics Federations, and the scores obtained from each individual achievement are added up, and the one with the most total points is the winner. In Serov's view, except for the limited events such as shot put and 1500 meters, basically these soldiers should be all lost.

The location of the confrontation was chosen to be carried out in Kuibyshev, southeast of Moscow, which was the most dangerous time in Moscow during the Great Patriotic War, and the base camp of the Soviet counteroffensive, which is not quite the same as the general public's perception, in fact, the Soviet government did evacuate from Moscow here, of course, it was not for a long time, and the Soviet government came back soon after the siege of Moscow was lifted, so the general public does not know much.

Kuibyshev is a relatively large city around Moscow, and it has also received the attention of the Soviet government, both in terms of urban construction and the original ecological environment are well maintained, and like ordinary Soviet cities, there is still a people's stadium that is similar to other cities, as for whether it is the same drawing, it is unknown.

Perhaps because of the sparse area, the temperature here is much colder than in Moscow, Serov, who is wearing a cotton hat, puts his hands in the sleeves of his coat and puts it in front of his stomach, and walks into the stadium with a long sigh of breath, the seats inside are empty, judging by the thickness of the snow, which has not been put into use all winter, but the stadium's running track and other facilities have been cleaned.

"Hello comrades!" As soon as Serov came in, these people looked at him quite strangely, but he didn't know what was going on.

It's no wonder that if it weren't for the two female secretaries who followed Serov in bright mink coats, Serov would have looked pretty good, but in such a comparison, Serov looked more and more rubbed......

"Comrade Kuznetsov, Comrade Medvedy! I have brought in 10 pacesetters from various units, who have achieved very dazzling results in the revolutionary army, and who will fight against you in wrestling and decathlon. After the confrontation is over, you also have to follow the soldiers for military training for survival in the wild, including me, of course, ......" Serov finally pointed his finger at himself, and he was also going to participate in the field survival training.

[I seem to understand where the problem is, the root cause is that I seem to be timid now, and I can't let go of it when I write chapters, and I don't want to do it, or fan the flames in the world is the king......]