Other than focusing on his shooting skills, Zhang Heng did not neglect skiing either. Although Simon was good at skiing, her marksmanship was nowhere near as good as Zhang Heng's. Besides, she had not fully recovered from her injuries, and she could not do any strenuous exercise. Most of the time, she could only sit quietly and watch Zhang Heng practice.
Maggie only stayed for two days at the beginning. After that, she couldn't stand the boring translation work and disappeared.
Fortunately, Zhang Heng and Simon's communication was limited to learning. Even if they did not speak the same language, they could still understand each other through gestures. Of course, most of the time, the two of them remained silent.
Zhang Heng practiced his marksmanship on one side, and Simon watched from the other side.
Snowflakes fell from the treetops and landed on the tip of her nose, making her sneeze uncontrollably.
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Other than that, Zhang Heng found out that Simon had started learning English. She asked Maggie to be her teacher, and the first sentence she learned was, "Can you kiss me?"
When Zhang Heng got up and brushed his teeth in the morning, he almost swallowed his mouthwash. Later, he realized that Simon only wanted to say good morning, and Maggie was deliberately teasing her.
Zhang Heng had thought about learning Finnish before. After all, it was never a bad thing to be able to communicate freely with others.
However, Finnish had few consonants, long words, rich vowels, and a very complicated grammar. It was one of the few unpopular languages that were extremely difficult to learn. His situation was also different from when he was in the last quest. He had to improve his shooting and skiing skills as soon as possible. He did not have so much time to spend on language learning.
Of course, while it was impossible for him to learn systematically, he could still learn some common phrases, especially tactical terms such as fire, cease fire, retreat, and cover. There were also some words that appeared frequently in daily life. Zhang Heng did not expect to form a complete sentence. He just wanted to express what he meant and be understood. That way, it would simplify the learning process quite a bit.
Now, the busiest person in the camp was Maggie. Not only did she have to teach Simon English, but she also had to teach someone Finnish.
From a layman who had never touched a gun before, he was now able to shoot accurately. He could even ride a sled through the forest. Although he was still incomparable to a real guerrilla, Maji had come to see him a few times, and she was amazed by his progress. Zhang Heng had made a lot of progress during this period. Although he could not be compared to a real guerrilla, Maji had come to see him a few times and was amazed by his progress.
Of course, this was all thanks to Simon's unreserved guidance. Perhaps it was because he had practiced archery before, but he seemed to have some talent in aiming. Unfortunately, his wish of leveling up his shooting and skiing skills to Lv.1 was destined to fail. On the thirteenth day of his arrival at the guerrillas' camp, what was supposed to happen still happened.
Simon's injuries were almost healed. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that she had to take care of Zhang Heng, she would have left the camp two or three days earlier. It was only to give someone more time to train that she deliberately stayed a little longer.
Today, however, the guerrillas received news from nearby villagers that a Soviet unit was marching rapidly not far from them. The bearded captain summoned all the guerrillas in the camp, intending to take down the Soviet unit. Naturally, no one objected to this, and Simon even submitted a request to take action.
Zhang Heng did not participate in the military meeting, but he could feel the excitement of the guerrillas around him. They wiped their weapons, checked their backpacks, and gathered together to discuss something. The atmosphere in the camp was obviously different. Even the lunch was more sumptuous than usual. Simon used the broken English she learned from Maji to inform Zhang Heng that they had a mission.
Zhang Heng replied to Simone in the same broken Finnish, "Okay."
After lunch, the two went to Ohel to collect bullets and four days' worth of rations. Other than that, Zhang Heng also received a camouflage suit, so he no longer had to wear the khaki Soviet military uniform that made him look like a walking target.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't nervous at all.
After all, he was about to enter the battlefield. Unlike the Finnish guerrillas around him, Zhang Heng had no enmity with the Soviet soldiers, and neither did he have any conflict of interest with them. However, the two sides would soon meet on the battlefield. Perhaps this was the cruelty of war. Everyone involved in it was swept away by the torrent of time, and they had no choice but to do what they wanted.
Zhang Heng stuffed his personal hygiene products and a roll of hemostatic bandages into his backpack, separating them from the dried meat and vegetables. Simon was still a little worried about his mental state. While she was packing, she kept sneaking glances at Zhang Heng. However, when she saw that he didn't look much different from when he was training, she gradually relaxed.
Zhang Heng knew very well that this wasn't a warm study, nor was it a library filled with afternoon sunlight. He could sit quietly on the sofa and reflect on the humanities. Once he entered the battlefield, other than Desmond and Dawes, most people only had two choices. Dawes was a once-in-a-thousand-year hack, and most people had only two choices
It had nothing to do with morality. It was all about survival.
It had nothing to do with morality. It was all about survival.
Zhang Heng carried his snowboard and M28 on his back. Simon was already standing outside the door, waiting for him. When she saw Zhang Heng, she hesitated for a moment. After that, she clumsily gave him a brief hug that lasted less than a second. Biting her tongue, she said, "Don't worry, I will protect you."
It was a little strange. After all, it was the first time in Zhang Heng's life that a girl said something like this to him. What was even stranger was that he found it difficult to refute her. In the end, he nodded and said, "Me too."
The two did not leave with the other guerrillas in the camp. Simon had always been alone. When she was a child, she hunted alone in the mountains. After joining the guerrillas, she never teamed up with anyone else. This time, she was trying to save Zhang Heng, and for the first time ever, she asked him to be her partner.
Still, she didn't know how to get along with others. All she could do was walk in front of Zhang Heng, keeping a distance of about a meter between them.
At night, Zhang Heng stopped Simon and began to prepare dinner. After living on the deserted island for a year and a half, his cooking skills had improved, especially when it came to handling simple ingredients. So, he took the initiative to start a fire and took on the responsibility of cooking.
When Simon saw the bonfire, she was stunned. Her face turned red, and she seemed to have thought of something. Initially, she just wanted to stay there quietly, but now she felt a little restless. So, she gestured to Zhang Heng to patrol the area.
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