He Ping was tidying up his sheets and said, "Does everyone know what the centralized selection is?"
"You don't even know what the centralized selection is about. What are you doing here? It's really interesting."
A cold and sarcastic word came out: "The cultural test that tests IQ, the psychological test that tests spirit and emotion, the comprehensive review that tests physical fitness, the political review review that tests political loyalty, study hard."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zhe was seen with a sneer on his face, his right thumb and ring finger subconsciously pinched an orchid finger, and quickly returned to the original state.
"Is this guy annoying?"
Seeing the cold-faced Zhang Zhe making feminine orchid finger movements, Zhou Hai twitched the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes.
This guy's sense of disobedience is too strong.
Who knows how this guy who pinches his orchid fingers intermittently can pass the test.
"Thanks."
Faced with Zhang Zhe's ridicule, He Ping did not get angry, laughed it off, and thanked Zhang Zhe.
Anger, an emotion generated at a physiological level, needs to be learned to be controlled by every candidate who reaches the stage of centralized selection.
Obviously, He Ping had good emotional control and was not angry at all because of Zhang Zhe's ridicule.
Hearing He Ping's thanks, Zhang Zhe sneered, looked at everyone in the dormitory, said nothing, and slowly arranged the sheets.
The posture is gentle and elegant, like a medieval nobleman.
Zhou Hai glanced at Zhang Zhe, who always showed a cold air, shook his head slightly, and turned to make the bed.
This guy is really pretentious.
"Dudududu!"
At this time, the familiar and rhythmic sound of the military assembly horn was transmitted to every corner of the men's and women's dormitory building through the selection center's amplification equipment.
Sound, gathering.
"Groan!"
At the same time, a sharp and rapid whistle sounded suddenly from outside the dormitory building.
"All candidates go downstairs and assemble immediately!"
Loud and thunderous shouts came out, and a soldier wearing a standard training uniform stood at the door of the dormitory building. He was strong, full of muscles, and full of mighty aura.
As the assembly horn and whistle sounded, the candidates who were making their beds in the boys' dormitory quickly stopped what they were doing, left the dormitory, went down the stairs, and headed straight to the open space outside the building.
The candidates gathered very slowly, and most of them did not have enough military awareness and actions.
After waiting for about two minutes, all the boys gathered in the open space outside the building and formed a queue.
"Take a break, stand at attention, run forward, follow me!"
The soldier wearing a light gray training uniform glanced at the candidates with childish faces. He said nothing and gave instructions after everyone lined up.
The queue of people, like a long and winding snake, slowly followed the strange soldiers, jogged out of the dormitory building, and went straight to the huge playground of the selection center.
The playground covers an area of about 5,000 square meters, is 100 meters long and 50 meters wide. It has various sports facilities inside and is made of elastic rubber on the surface.
The sky was clear and cloudless.
In the playground, the breeze blew gently, and a serious and solemn atmosphere gradually filled the air.
In the center of the huge venue, a series of white tents and equipment were arranged. Dozens of doctors in white uniforms stood among them. Some were working hard and busy. Surrounded by a soldier with live ammunition, there were several others wearing officer uniforms. middle-aged people.
After more than a hundred male and female candidates entered the playground, they were all stunned when they saw such a posture in the center of the venue. They felt a little nervous and didn't know what they were going to face next.
The boys queued in front and the girls queued in the back, led by two soldiers respectively.
Two soldiers ran in front of the two queues, led them into the center of the playground, and stopped in the open space in front of several serious-looking officers.
"Reporting to the chief, the team of male candidates has been arrived, please give instructions!"
"Reporting to the chief, the team of female candidates has been brought, please give instructions!"
When the queue stopped advancing, the two soldiers made corresponding gestures and movements, saluted the leading officer, and shouted loudly.
"Take a break and stand at attention!"
The leading officer had a solemn face, carrying a lieutenant colonel rank of 20% on each shoulder. His sharp, knife-like eyes scanned the more than a hundred male and female candidates, his voice was loud, and his words were short and powerful.
All the candidates quickly followed the instructions, stretched out their left feet, then took them back, placed their hands on the sides of their left and right thighs, straightened their bodies, and fixed their eyes on the officer in front of them.
"Hello everyone, welcome to your arrival. My name is Zhang Zheng, the person in charge of the high school student recruitment batch in the selection center. First of all, thank you. Every candidate standing here, I have resolutely joined the military camp for you and defended my country. We are proud of our practice, thank you very much.”
Standing in front of more than a hundred talented people from all over the country, Zhang Zheng did not have a arrogant momentum or attitude. He spoke calmly. After slowly introducing himself, he thanked and encouraged all the candidates:
"However, this is not the real end. Next, you will face a cruel test. Only a few people can successfully pass the test and receive admission letters. The vast majority of people will leave with regret."
grateful!
Thank you from the heart!
Every candidate who makes up his mind to join the military camp is a constant source of fresh blood for the Chinese Air Force and a strong foundation for the entire country!
Everyone has to be respected.
However, a cruel situation cannot be ignored.
disuse!
That is a cruel elimination!
For every candidate standing here, if any one of the various assessment contents fails, it means the end.
To be honest, every candidate standing here has passed the preliminary examination and political review, and has obtained high scores. He can be called a young elite, and can be regarded as the proud son of heaven as people say.
However, if you want to become a true pride of heaven, these alone are not enough.
There are more than a hundred male and female candidates, but only a few can pass. How many are this minority?
If we compare the total number of people who have passed the assessment and the number of people who have passed the assessment, what is the ratio of the number of people who have passed the assessment?
no one knows.
However, the only thing I know is that the next test will be very difficult.
The two queues fell into a quiet atmosphere.
After listening to the words of the person in charge, Zhang Zheng, many candidates were condensed, their brows slightly furrowed, and their faces looked serious.
Zhou Hai's face was calm, and his eyes were quietly focused on Zhang Zheng, who was standing in front of the queue, without saying a word.
"Pilot is a profession full of glory and danger. It requires a strong and healthy body, unswerving willpower, excellent talent, smart mind, and absolute loyalty to the party organization, the motherland and the people. There are many restrictions and inconveniences. I hope You know and understand."
Looking at the two queues who were in a slightly depressed mood, Zhang Zheng, an examinee with a childish face, said slowly with a cadence of words and bright eyes: "Young people are more energetic. A strong youth will make a country strong. The development of the army cannot be separated from freshness." Blood replenishment, I wish every candidate here can pass the centralized selection and be admitted as a flight cadet, become a true proud man of heaven, and realize his dream of serving the country."
PS: I'm sick today, have a cold, have a fever, feel dizzy, and can't think clearly. I'll make up for it tomorrow. Maybe I can add one more chapter, which is the fourth update.
Of course, maybe, three updates should be fine.
I'm so sorry, fellow little bosses.
