Frontline of the battlefield.
The linguist who entered the front line for the first time was extremely pale.
He didn't expect that he, who has always been a researcher, would one day be forced to the front line by an incompetent, ignorant, reckless and stupid war commander like in a TV movie.
It stands to reason that the role of scientific researchers staying in the base to do scientific research should not be much more valuable than throwing them on the battlefield and sacrificing like ordinary soldiers
Although he is just a linguist, a linguist is also a scientific researcher!
Contact with other races, if there is no linguist to help decipher the language, do they want to directly destroy that race? !
The linguist who was sent to the front kept roaring in his heart.
He still didn't know that, in fact, the main reason why he was sent to the front line was that those big bosses had long been unaccustomed to what their institutes did.
And the reality will not change with his thoughts, the convoy is still slowly moving towards the territory occupied by the murlocs.
Linguists are increasingly desperate.
The language of murlocs is very complex. Although the pronunciation system is traceable, the differences are very small. It can be said that this is a language that is more complex and changeable than Chinese, and does not belong to any kind of human beings. in the language system.
Naturally, it is extremely difficult to decipher the language of the murlocs.
Such a difficult language is impossible to crack in just a few months.
It's not that they are lazy!
But unfortunately, no one will listen to his explanation.
What he is thinking about now is how to communicate with the murlocs, not how to explain the difficulty of cracking a language to his superiors.
He also understands this truth, he can only keep suppressing the fear in his heart, constantly recalling information in his mind, and whispering about the pronunciation skills in the murloc language system.
Suddenly, the soldiers heard a strange sound, and when they turned their heads, they saw that the linguist's face was constantly twisted into a strange and strange expression, and the sound came from his throat.
Suddenly, the soldier looked at him pitifully and contemptuously, because he was afraid, so he wanted to pretend to be mentally ill to escape
However, obviously this is useless.
The inside of the car was very quiet, only the vehicles moving forward, bumps and strange noises from linguists, no one spoke.
When the turbulence stopped and the motorcade came to a stop, the linguist's heart skipped a beat.
The soldier handed a horn into his hand.
"You can communicate with confidence, and we will give you an alert behind you."
Unspeakable, there seemed to be some mockery in the soldier's eyes, but these, desperate linguists were too lazy to think about it.
Everyone got out of the car, only two soldiers walked forward with the linguist, and everyone else hid behind the cover, aiming at the looming murloc station ahead.
The murloc's station looks like an ancient human city, with a nine-meter-high city wall, and countless gun barrels protrude from it.
The linguist trembled, but luckily these murlocs didn't attack immediately.
The gates were closed, and there was a clatter from above.
Taking a deep breath, the linguist turned on his horn.
"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack..."
In an instant,
The whole place was dead silent.
The soldier looked strangely at the linguist, and even the murlocs stopped talking.
After a few seconds, the croaking noise on the city wall resumed its clamor again.
"What did you just say?" the soldier asked the linguist curiously.
When it comes to his major, the linguist immediately raised his head confidently.
"I said we're here to negotiate, please don't shoot, the language involved in this sentence is very complicated, it's us..."
"Okay, don't talk about it, I don't understand." The soldier hurriedly interrupted when he noticed that the linguist was about to start the lecture mode.
This is the front line, and I don't want to listen to a lullaby.
The linguist has a black line on his face, and his heart is very awkward when he is blocked.
Fortunately, the murlocs above seemed to understand what he said.
The clamor on the city walls ceased.
"Quack quack quack quack quack quack." A murloc shouted with his head stuck out.
"Uh..." Listening, the linguist was stunned on the spot.
"What did he say?" the soldier asked.
"He said..." The linguist looked odd.
"He said...you fish...you look so ugly..."
"puff."
"Could it be that there is a problem with your language translation, you said something strange!" The soldiers almost laughed, but fortunately they are professional, they usually don't laugh, and said with restraint.
"… "
The linguist didn't know if there was something wrong with what he said just now. After a while, he continued to shout:
"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack..."
It's one after another, a long paragraph.
After he finished speaking, the murlocs were also quiet.
This time, he reluctantly translated the contents of the cooperation agreement given to him by the old man in the general uniform, in the murloc language, but what was the result? Can the murlocs understand the meaning of what he said? , even he himself is not sure.
At this time, he had already given up. Anyway, he was dead. Since the murlocs were willing to listen to him, he couldn't handle so many 3721.
"Quack quack quack quack." The murloc on the city wall suddenly stood up and spit out five short pronunciations.
Immediately afterwards, in the daze of everyone, the city gate opened.
A large group of murlocs stood on both sides of the city gate and gave way in the middle.
"This?..." The soldiers looked at the translator, the linguist.
Linguists at this time were quite excited.
"I can be sure that he invited us in just now!"
The shorter the sentence, the easier it is to translate. For this sentence, the linguist heard it very clearly and was very sure.
But the soldiers still looked at each other in dismay. Out of their unreliable understanding of linguists, no one dared to be the first.
In the end, it was the linguist himself who took the brunt of the walk and walked towards the door with big strides.
The soldiers left some of them outside, and the others followed the linguist and walked nervously to the door.
Perhaps in the opinion of linguists, he was the messenger when the two countries were at war, and the murlocs respectfully invited them to enter. This achievement was all due to his cleverness.
Don't be chaotic in the face of danger, turn danger into safety.
But,
When they got in, they realized something was wrong.
A cauldron was placed in the middle of the road, and murlocs kept coming over with the wood in their hands. With a bang, a flame ignited under the cauldron.
The soldiers who came in widened their eyes.
"Are you sure...they invited us in to negotiate?"
The linguist swallowed his saliva, and the cold sweat could not stop flowing down.
"Quack quack quack quack..." He hurriedly turned around and shouted to the fiery-eyed fish people.
But as a result, the fish people's saliva dripped down.
No explanation needed.
The soldier suddenly realized that this unreliable linguist... The ghost knows what he just said! !
... ! ! !