Chapter 342 - 335: God of Guns Ram
Outside, they wore military-green combat suits with the fronts open, revealing sailor shirts underneath, but the guns in their hands were quite new, actually the AK12s that Russia had just equipped before the apocalypse.
Another was dressed in a sleeveless sailor shirt, with thick and strong arms, a green beret on his head, two belts of ammunition crossed over his chest, and a machine gun slung casually over his shoulder.
These two were clearly Russians, but the remaining five individuals had the typical facial features of local Middle Easterners, distinguishable from the two in sailor shirts.
Renato spoke a mouthful of gibberish with a thick tongue, and the one holding the AK12 responded in kind.
Gao Yuan couldn’t understand a word, but Li Yang let out a breath and said, "Russian, it means hello."
"You understand it?"
"I can understand but can’t speak it, damn it, I just can’t get that thick trilled R, that’s why I gave up on learning Russian."
Li Yang’s face twisted in agony before he exclaimed with a mix of pain and anger, "As a person from Lingnan, my Mandarin pronunciation is standard enough, right? But trying to learn their trilled R, might as well kill me."
"There are languages you can’t learn too!"
Gao Yuan suddenly felt a sense of balance, but then he thought about it; for people like Li Yang, they use English almost like a second mother tongue, and then they learn other minor languages as foreign languages. If someone doesn’t know three or five foreign languages, they’d be embarrassed to say they know foreign languages. He, on the other hand, was still unclear in his English pronunciation.