There were soldiers with one height, one short, two medium figures, and a little Persian-like appearance.

These people walked out of the two-story barracks on the right, wearing camouflage uniforms and expressing excitement, as if a wolf had seen meat.

Zhuang Yan and the other three quickly stood attentively.

After all, this is your superior.

Although this seemed a bit awkward, Zhuangyan used to stand at attention for his superiors in the army, but now he stood at attention for a bunch of foreign soldiers with blue eyes, black hair and high noses, and felt a little unnatural.

However, soldiers are obeying orders as their duty, and when they come here themselves, they must abide by the discipline and regulations here.

"Meet it."

A sturdy, medium-sized guy with an elderly man with curly short hair walked up with a handheld speaker.

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

He pointed to the solemn and said in T-speak: "Start with you first."

In fact, Zhuang Yan could only barely understand the name of this Jilaijuan asking himself and his companion, and he could barely understand it, probably because he asked him to say it first.

To be honest, although I have strengthened T-language learning in the past period of time, when it comes to conversations with Teacher Yan Shuang, it is still a little different.

This book of speech may have a unique tone of self, so when speaking, there is his own vague sound, and his speaking speed is fast, which makes people sound a little different from the standard language.

First, I had to talk to the foreign military instructors, and Zhuang Yan was still a little nervous.

He would rather have this run-in roll with his backpack and go on a five-kilometer cross-country trip than answering him one question.

Of course, solemnity is also clear, and escaping is not a way to go.

There is nearly a year left to stay here in the future, training and learning here, including basic theories and practical practices of various military skills, and we must not talk without dialogue.

Even if your speaking is not good, an ugly daughter-in-law must meet her family.

"Reporting to the instructor, my name is Zhuang Yan, a first-class non-commissioned officer, from the Pla Army Special Forces."

"What?" Ji Laijuan seemed to be very surprised by the answer from Zhuang Yan. When he walked to Zhuang Yan, his towering hooked nose almost hit his face.

"You? First-class Chief?"

"It's a non-commissioned officer." Solemnly replied: "It's not a lieutenant chief."

Ji Laijuan was obviously a little confused when he heard it, and looked at Zhuang Yan with an incredible gaze.

Actually, it's no wonder he was surprised.

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

Pla is from level one to level six, and soldiers and officers are collectively referred to as non-commissioned officers. Generally speaking, there are three types of military rank classifications: officers, non-commissioned officers (sergeant chiefs), and soldiers.

The country T is different. They are four types of officers, sergeants (sergeants chiefs), non-commissioned officers and soldiers. What’s more different is that their first-class sergeants chiefs are the highest sergeants chiefs, while Pla is the other way around, the larger the number, the higher the official rank, and the sixth level is the highest sergeant.

It is no wonder that Ji Laijuan was surprised, because Zhuang Yan seemed to be too young, in his twenties, and he was actually a first-class non-commissioned officer?

In fact, he didn't hear it clearly, solemnly replied that he was a non-commissioned officer, and did not emphasize that he was a sergeant chief.

Zhuang Yan did not fully understand what he meant, because everyone was a little uncomfortable with the other party’s accent, and they listened very much, guessed seven points, and rely on reasoning for eight points.

However, the book still lost the question of Zhuang Yan's separation between the non-commissioned officer and the chief officer.

He turned to Cui Weinan: "Where are you!? Soldier!?"

Cui Weinan held back her laughter and replied loudly: "Instructor, my name is Cui Weinan, pla Army Special Forces Officer, not a soldier!"

This emphasis was thought that Cui Weinan would anger Ji Laijuan in front of him because he emphasized his identity as an officer.

Moreover, before coming, everyone studied and studied the rank of T-Second Army.

On the right arm of this roll in front of you, there is a shield-shaped military rank logo on the same position as the right arm pocket of the pla camouflage uniform.

One moon and one star, five V-shaped curved bars, and a straight horizontal bar underneath.

This is a second-level sergeant chief's rank mark.

After all, I am a second-level lieutenant, and the other party is just a second-level sergeant. Although I have to call someone instructor respectfully, I feel superior in my heart.

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

However, unexpectedly, the second-level sergeant commander Zi Laijuan listened to the self-introduction of Lieutenant Cui Weinan, and he did not have a look of displeasure at all. Instead, he smiled and was as happy as if he had picked up some treasure.

He even reached out his hand and patted Cui Weinan's arm hard, and said in a t-word with a tone that was circling around like his hair, saying, "Okay! OK! OK! Great!"

Several "good" in a row made Cui Weinan at a loss.

This is the first time we met, what's the "good"?

When he came to Wei Shuping, who was ranked third, he asked the same question.

However, this time it was not so smooth.

Wei Shuping opened his mouth and immediately turned his head full of stars.

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

The T-ling with a strong accent is not much different from the tight-knot spell that Tang Sanzang recited when he chanted Sun Wukong when he put a bgm.

I listened to the Jilaijuan once, but I didn’t understand it, and asked the second time, but I didn’t understand it, and asked the third time.

In fact, Wei Shuping can understand the questions asked by the book, and he can understand every sentence.

Speaking of which, Wei Shuping has good listening skills. He is among the top three in the team's listening dictation. He is also first-class in the written test, and his grade is second in the reserve team. But he just can't speak oral, he will be messy when he speaks, and the shooting stars will fall straight to the ground when he speaks, and the horse's bridle will break when he speaks, and his accent is like a sudden drop of barbarity, spreading his hooves on the grassland.

It can be said that Comrade Wei Shuping's spoken language was a disaster.

The second-level sergeant chief finally gave up and continued to ask in T-language and asked the same question in English instead.

The result was extremely disappointing.

Wei Shuping's English and T-language are the same.

If you can understand it by listening and writing, you can understand it, and you can't say it, you can mess it up when you say it, and you can have a wild horse's fun when you say it.

In the end, Ji Laijuan finally lost the courage to continue asking. He took a few steps back and shouted: "Prepare for push-ups, lie down!"

When he shouted the first time, Zhuangyan was still a little confused.

push-up?

Is this push-ups just now?

Ji Laijuan shouted again, and the three of them fell down.

Zhilaiyan walked up and placed his big backpacks on everyone's back one by one, warning: "Don't fall off, I'll give you extra meals if I fall off!"

Then he raised his thumbs and showed it in front of the three of them.

"Two hundred?" asked solemnly.
Chapter completed!