Hot-blooded?
not at all.
Listening to what Zhang Zheng slowly said, many candidates lowered their heads slightly and thought calmly.
Can I really endure loneliness and many restrictions and be qualified for the profession of pilot?
At this moment, many candidates were a little confused.
Looking at the candidates who were lost in thought and confused around him, Zhou Hai shook his head slightly, with determination in his vast and deep eyes.
Pilot, this profession means faith to him!
My heart is as firm as iron and will never waver!
"Next, let's start the physical examination. First, everyone runs around the playground and runs freely until they can no longer hold on."
Zhang Zheng looked at everyone, exhaled a filthy breath, and said in a loud voice:
"Start now."
Run until you can no longer hold on?
As the person in charge Zhang Zheng finished speaking, more than a hundred male and female candidates immediately started to move after a brief daze.
Many physically strong boys were full of confidence, their feet were in the wind, and they walked as fast as flying. They went straight to the playground and raced to the front of the team.
After a dozen boys entered the track at the lead, the other boys and girls reacted one after another, entered the track one after another, and started running.
Boys are generally faster and girls are generally slower.
However, this run is a test of willpower and endurance.
"How long will it take for this kind of running without weight?" Zhou Hai stayed in the queue of boys, looking at everyone's slightly excited expressions, and sighed.
When the words fall, speed up.
Soon, Zhou Hai, who was getting faster and faster, had entered the half-hundred-meter sprint stage and easily surpassed the echelon with the largest number of people.
At present, in the playground track, after a short run, various echelons have been divided.
The fastest first echelon has about eight or nine people. At the end, the second place is Jiang Lei, the third place is the cold and pretentious Zhang Zhe, and the sixth place is He Ping.
The entire dormitory 302 seems to have some hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Currently, only Zhou Hai is in the third echelon with the largest number of people, and the other three roommates are all in the first echelon.
There are about twenty or thirty people in the second echelon. Many people have lost the opportunity and are trying to catch up with the first echelon.
The third echelon of mixed men and women is generally slower. It seems that they are not preparing to compete for speed, but for endurance.
At the end there is a slower fourth echelon of about six or seven people, all of whom are girls.
In the center of the playground, the person in charge, Zhang Zheng, and several officers were watching the candidates running on the track. The doctors and nurses standing around were ready for rescue.
run.
A rhythmic and powerful run.
On the track, Zhou Hai, who was almost in a sprinting state, easily separated from the third echelon with the largest number of people. After spending just ten seconds, he passed the second echelon that was struggling to catch up and went straight to the first echelon at the front of the track.
"Damn it, what is this guy thinking, running so fast?"
A candidate in the second tier was stunned when he saw Zhou Hai easily surpassing him.
This person doesn't care about physical strength at all?
The remaining candidates in the second echelon glanced at Zhou Hai, who was still sprinting, and kept their faces expressionless, maintaining their own breathing and running rhythm.
This long-distance race of endurance and willpower, competing for the so-called first place, is meaningless.
The only way to do this is to work hard to maintain your physical strength and rhythm, run farther and longer as much as possible, and outlast your competitors.
This guy who surpassed them was simply sensational and ridiculous.
Looking at Zhou Hai approaching the first echelon at high speed in sprint mode, Zhang Zheng, standing in the center of the playground, frowned and was slightly confused.
"That boy is a bit competitive. It's just the beginning and he's running so fast. It takes a lot of energy." An officer with the rank of major next to him shook his head slightly.
Long-distance running is a full test of one's physical strength and willpower, especially when your legs are as heavy as lead. You must grit your teeth and keep moving forward.
These pilot candidates have never experienced real military training at all.
Another officer holding information in his hand pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said softly: "The candidates in the first echelon are very good. Jiang Lei, Zhang Zhe, and Luo Hong have good physical training in school and good physical fitness. Excellent, and this candidate is Zhou Hai, the second best in Sichuan Province this year, which is equal to the top scorer in other provinces, with 719 points and the highest cultural score."
719 points, this score is like a majestic and magnificent mountain peak that can only be looked up at.
This year, the scores of the top picks in all provinces across the country have remained around 680 points. Only the top picks and second place picks in Sichuan Province have exceeded the 700-point threshold.
"Keep watching." Zhang Zheng said calmly, his sharp eyes fixed on Zhou Hai who had already rushed into the first echelon:
"What is Zhou Hai thinking about?"
Zhou Hai, the second-place finisher from Sichuan Province, is an important target of attention from his superiors.
As a genius with perfect scores in mathematics and comprehensive theory, Zhang Zheng didn't believe that Zhou Hai didn't know what his actions meant.
On the track, after easily surpassing the second echelon, Zhou Hai spent about ten seconds to successfully squeeze into the first echelon at the front.
Zhou Hai didn't dare to run too fast, let alone sprint with all his strength.
The speed of 28 meters per second is completely non-human. Zhou Hai does not want to expose his true physical condition.
Abundant physical strength can be covered up by physical strength, but with a speed of 28 meters per second, what excuse can be used to cover it up?
Some secrets should never be revealed.
"Zhou Hai, what are you doing, running so fast?!"
After Zhou Hai successfully entered the first echelon, He Ping, who was sitting in sixth place with sweat on his face, gasped for air and glanced at Zhou Hai. He was stunned, his eyes showed doubts, and he felt something was wrong.
In the hot weather, He Ping, who was in the fastest first echelon, suffered a sharp decline in physical strength. His lips were dry, his face was rosy, his forehead was covered with sweat, his clothes were soaked, and his breathing was disordered and rapid.
Not only He Ping, but most of the candidates in the first echelon were in a state of rapid physical exertion.
Under such circumstances and conditions, Zhou Hai running so fast was tantamount to seeking death.
"come on."
Zhou Hai smiled like a spring breeze at He Ping, his speed continued unabated, and his rhythmic legs gave his body a steady stream of power.
Beyond.
Easy and simple transcendence.
In an instant, Zhou Hai left his back to He Ping and continued to move forward.
"Wait, shit, what the hell is this guy doing? He ran for so long without even breathing?" Zhou Hai's smile filled his mind. He Ping finally realized something was wrong and was a little confused.
Runs at sprint speed, looks normal, and can still smile and talk.
this,
this,
this,
what's the situation?
No one answered the confused He Ping, because everyone was in a daze.
