Waking up part 5

ÿþTwo men came and picked me up and dragged me to what they called a class room. And they sat me down and made me watch what they were teaching me. I learned about eveything I needed to know, about fighting about combat. They taught me how to kill eventually what the weak points where and where to hit. They taught me to use a gun. I now knew eveything but I still had a lot to learn. About maybe a month or two later I was a pro, I mastered eveything I needed to and they were more than suprised. What was next? And that's when they rolled a cart to my room with a uniform, rifle and a mirrior.