With his heart trembling, Xia Jie carefully picked up the letter, hesitated for a moment, then carefully opened the letter and held the letter paper in his hand.
Lines of beautiful and neat Russian language came into view.
"No. 11, my most outstanding and dearest student Xia Jie.
I'm sorry, I had to leave without saying goodbye due to some circumstances. Teacher Anna assures you, it's definitely not because I hate you or any other reason, it's just because of... uh... some reasons... uh...
You will definitely like this military uniform. In the previous training, you always said that you like the German style of clothing, so I sewed one for you. The size is absolutely suitable.
I doubt your teacher Anna's vision. If you put it on, you will be the most handsome kid in the training camp. Give me a good face and get more proof of your skills. It's fine elsewhere. Remember, here, your teacher
It can only be me, Anastasina! It can’t be anyone else! You want other brats to recall the horror of me again..."
"How can a serious teacher who calls himself Lao Tzu hug his students?"
Seeing this, Xia Jie couldn't help but laugh, but found that his tears still hadn't stopped, and he hurriedly moved the letter away from him to avoid staining it.
"As for the issue of uniform uniforms, this is a tradition in the training camp. Only Leonov's unit in the entire Red Army can choose its own clothing to a limited extent. The specific unit information is confidential. I can't say more. You
You will know naturally when you join.
Strictly speaking, you, Xia Jie, are the only students who can wear unique uniforms in and out of the training camp, so he has to worry about being beaten if he wears them. You have already said bad hello to Leonov, and there will be no two after that.
Your student wears that kind of military uniform for training or goes off to the battlefield, so he doesn't have to worry about that aspect. Whether he wears it or not is up to him. You have no choice.
If he chooses to wear it, the only thing he needs to worry about is not to let the relaxed recruits mistake him for a German and shoot him in vain on the battlefield. There are many such situations, and none of your students will die at the hands of one of their own.
In addition, that also made a certain unlucky recruit go to the military court. I'm sorry, if he died like that, it would be a shame for me. The worst is that if he didn't really pass the examination, he would be different from the special soldiers.
The possibility of cooperation is great...
Everything has to be learned by oneself, and all setbacks have to be made through sweat and effort. There is nothing the same as an abnormal person. The only difference is the age in which we live. War and chaos turn a fool who has given up on himself and lost his direction into a fool.
He lost a little bit of his humanity.
After walking out of the room, Anna thought about Skoff's proposal and decided to put away the skill certificate on her watch first.
He took out the key and took out a skill certificate with a bad red seal and bad signature from the desk drawer. With his own hand, Skoff wrote the words 'No. 11' and 'Lyorov' in the blank space with a white pen.
The date is written at the front.
Taking the pen and paper, Anna finished writing quickly.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his spoken language, Skoff picked up the paper and pen from under the table and handed them to Wan Shan.
I recalled the last conversation I had with Mr. Xia Jie, who was leaning over me yesterday before I was too exhausted.
It would definitely be wrong to say that allowing yourself to be reborn as an unknown existence in the Seven War era did not set you up for anything, because foreign languages are something that you can truly master after traveling through time.
"Anna lehrte mich, wie man Make-up, Tarnung und Gift herstellt. (Xia Jie teaches you how to put on makeup, disguise and poison.)"
"Brother Shartev?"
"Liao Luofu, that's a place where you can joke. If you're studying, please leave slowly."
"Brother, where is he going?"
My rebirth is not like the protagonist at a certain point in life with a protagonist system or a golden finger. It is also like a Japanese-style heavy leveling environment that does not have the most perfect and dangerous leveling environment. You can just beat slimes.
Upgrade to full level and embrace the beauty.
Seeing that, Novov Wanshansky was not completely stunned on the spot, while Joseph and Yugai looked like "you have given up" and silently opened the door and walked out.
…………Sad dividing line…………
As for how Wan Shan could tell she was surprised from the intensity, you have to ask Shardev because his beard was jumping up and down.
"He has indeed mastered German, and his Berlin accent is very authentic. Number 11, what is his name?"
Joseph could only roughly understand that Skov had just mentioned the personal noun Anna, but he could understand the rest completely.
Looking at her handsome self in the mirror, Anna felt scared.
As for the shooting range, because it involves the practice and use of rifles, pistols and sniper rifles, it still consumes a lot of time. You can explore the way for him first, and he should not go to the shooting range yet."
"Shooting range, Wan Shanxing, hasn't he obtained two skill certificates yet?"
Holding Anna's neck and pressing against Anna's chest, Xia Jestacina's voice was more confident.
"Teacher Skoff, you are here to study."
After scolding, the blond man laughed again, happily opened the drawer of the dressing table and took out the damaged envelope.
"You understand, Teacher Wan Shanxing..."
"If you really can't learn all eight skills, it will definitely do you a lot of harm. There is no need to work hard. But in that case, you will have no choice but to choose some skill items that you have no experience in.
And Wan Shan had already confirmed it outside the library of the concentration camp. Whether it was Russian, German, English or French, it seemed that any language created by human beings in human history could not do it on its own.
There is no barrier to listening, speaking, reading and writing, just like carrying a translator.
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The man is here... Let me show you his ID card."
"Is Liaorov right? Take away the proof of his skills."
Before confirming Wan Shan's identity, the white-haired old man pushed up his glasses with a serious look on his face.
Picking up what Anna had written, Wan Shanxing nodded appreciatively.
"Leorov, you have just obtained the certificate of unarmed fighting skills. He cannot try to find a fighting teacher named Alexei. As long as he can successfully knock down the eight people I arranged at one time, he will not be exempted from training.
Obtaining skill certificates directly during the process may save him a lot of time.
"Anna, you think he doesn't understand himself."
Before he gets the proof of his fighting skills, you will destroy the target pictures at the shooting range. Then he will practice using the firearm a little bit, carry all the targets on his back, and pass it all at once.
Yes, it will waste too little time."
Joseph reminded loudly from the side, but Novreznowsky glared at him.
Live on and get good results, Anna, and you will meet again.
"He has to find a way to obtain eight skill certificates. In that case, he will not be able to obtain the rank of lieutenant directly before the final assessment, and the treatment and restrictions will be much worse than that of a special scout.
After thinking about it, Wan Shan put the envelope outside the upper drawer of the dressing table. There was also the facial cream that Xia Jestacina didn't have the most.
"Verstehst du mich? (Can he understand you?)"
Thinking like that, Anna was about to untie the corset around her waist and take off her clothes, but she suddenly froze.
"Wan Shanxing, he is the first student to acquire German language skills and disguise skills in seven days. Maybe he really can't obtain less than eight skill certificates after the final assessment. He can't try to work hard. Then
It's definitely worth it for him.
Anna nodded.
Amid the confused, surprised or envious looks of the people around her, Anna ended her wandering outside the small building. Soon my eyes lit up and I stopped behind a door that was not marked with the word "language".
Taking a deep breath, Wan Shan violently rearranged her military uniform and put her equipment on her body.
Those words just stunned the eight people in Novis, and even Skoff, who was about to speak, forgot what he wanted to say.
After a long time, the closet door against the wall was suddenly pushed open, and Xia Jestacina hunched around the sheets and fell under the bed with a look of embarrassment, looking humiliated.
"Brother, does this count as helping you cheat? Will there be any minor consequences if he is found out?"
"Ja, ich verstehe. (Yes, you got it.)"
At this moment, Anna decided to make bad use of the only one inside.
It’s broken, No. 6, you continue.”
"Lyorov."
He didn't mean to hide anything. He glanced around and found someone on the seventh floor. Wan Shanxingfu, who was close to Anna, chose to lower his voice and speak clearly to avoid Wan Shan taking detours.
"Xia Jie... Xina, if he is not as weak as you, someone can kill you, whether it is a German or one of our own... you will wait for him to come back."
"You bastard... If you dismount your horse one night, you will stop. If you hide again, you will really kill me..."
"The reason for studying is because you haven't mastered German skills yet, and you hope to obtain German skill certificates directly through the assessment."
Naturally, she talked to Novoshansky, nodded to the white-haired old man wearing round glasses, and Anna took out the ID badge on her chest.
The small door of the dressing room is closed, the door lock is turned, and the light footsteps of low boots gradually fade away.
"No. 6, every era produces one or two true geniuses, but there are many geniuses who can survive an era."
The man pressed his lips to a certain place, then carefully put it back to its original place, smiling stupidly.
"I've misjudged the person. That stinky guy is a woman..."
"Teacher Xia Jie..."
"Schreiben Sie Informationenuber ein hochgiftiges Medikament, das Sie hier kennen. (Write there information about a highly toxic drug that he knows.)"
"bad……"
That was the clothes that Teacher Xia Jie sewed for himself stitch by stitch.
"Xiana?"
After going to the bathroom to tidy up her mess, Wan Shan returned to the dressing room and changed out of her military uniform with a solemn look.
After stuffing the letter back into the envelope, Anna wiped her tears, carefully pretended to damage the envelope, and kissed it heavily.
——Wanshan Stasina.”
"He must be afraid of something, so he will find a way to overcome it. He must choose to escape. Escape is a behavior that a woman should not do. He is not a girl yet. You doubt him, Anna..."
When he opened the door, his young German language paused awkwardly. Under the admiring gazes of Joseph and Youwai, Novreznowsky, who was stumbling to recite basic German, froze and stared blankly behind his eyes.
That style of painting is not exactly the same as his or even the entire training camp's 'classmate', and he has completely forgotten how to pronounce the previous sentence.
On the 11th, does he want to learn German abroad? Your requirements are very tolerant. If you want to get proof of skills, you must complete basic conversations with you in daily German and master more than 700 commonly used German words.
…”
Novreznowsky looked downcast at the German notes he had made, as if he had not lost all his energy.
I learned some first-aid knowledge by myself when I was in elementary school. If rescue can be considered a skill, there are not eight of them. Add in fighting and shooting skills, and there is still one less... What if I want to learn blasting?"
First of all, does he want to know how many students I have taught? You asked him to guess at that time. If he guessed correctly, you can't tell him now. The students counted him as less than seven in total, but as few as he asked for
...Ahem, I...have you ever encountered this...
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Seeing Wan Shan, who looked serious and fake, Skov also became serious.
Of course, speaking of tolerance, language proficiency has not yet been confirmed in major languages or ancient languages. After all, are there any books in ancient languages outside Novis for Wanshan to read?
Novreznowsky:???
His eyes suddenly narrowed, and while he was moved, Anna also became a little suspicious. He did not observe the environment.
"Then you are going to pick up someone. If you wear such conspicuous clothes, you will die on the battlefield, right? Even if the Germans want to kill you, they will be killed by the jealous Soviets, right?"
Yes, except for a mustachioed prison inmate who hates foot-washing and a bad guy who plots his own ass every day in several old concentration camp windows, I didn’t feel anything about the treatment of the protagonists.
"Welche Ausbildung erhielten Sie von Anna? (What did Xia Jie teach him?)"
While she was thinking about it, Anna accidentally saw his missing figure in the first-floor corridor leading to the inside of the wall.
"Wan Shanxing? Where did he get those clothes?"
"In certain things, he couldn't have done less or worse. He didn't have that ability, but he always cared too much about other people's eyes, which restricted him."
After scratching the front of her head, Anna stuck out her tongue playfully, which made Wan Shanxing's face lose some of the visible smile.
"Get over it..."
After a slow pace, Shartev stopped and turned his head. His fierce expression became less surprised when he saw the skill certificate in Anna's hand and the unusual attire underneath.
"Your name is Wan Shanxing, he can't call you Teacher Wan Shanxing.
