Cadetship

You and Major Vasilyuk enter the barracks, where the cadets are busy doing all sorts of things: some are making their beds, some are cleaning their clothes or boots, some are just lounging, and some are chatting in groups. As soon as the major enters the barracks, everyone immediately stands in line and falls silent.
"So, fellow pilots, I have good news, you have a new guy, or rather, a new girl ," he looked at me and motioned me closer , "meet Sasha, she's now your platoon mate. I ask you not to offend her. Okay, at ease."
The major turned and walked slowly toward the door. As soon as the door closed, the cadets exhaled and looked at me with obvious disdain.
Makarov decided to approach first, he took a step towards me and put on his smile that makes most girls melt.
"Well, hello beautiful, I'm Maxim Makarov, but you can just call me Max."
He winked at me, thinking he could hook me.
Syrnikov was the second to speak.
"Hi, I'm Alexey Syrnikov, or you can just call me Lesha."
Syrnikov was very kind to me.
And then others began to introduce themselves, first Ilya Sinitsyn, then Ilya Sukhomlin, then Andrei Levakov, then Alexander Trofimov, then Stepan Perepechka, and so on.