The sun was scorching, the afternoon sun was particularly scorching, and the air seemed to be boiling hot.
"call……"
Zhou Hai was panting slightly, with a layer of sweat on his forehead. He felt a little reaction after running for so long.
Round after round, Zhou Hai looked at the track. Most of the candidates had left the track, and only a few were still gritting their teeth and moving forward step by step.
Han Ling, Jiang Lei, and three other unknown candidates were all boys.
As the last representative of women, Han Ling, who was walking as if she was drunk, was not far ahead.
"I can't lose, I have to persevere." Han Ling, wearing sportswear, her face covered with sweat, her clothes soaked, her vision blurred, her body leaning left and right, walking forward step by step, mumbling to herself with chapped lips : "I can't lose, I can't..."
Before he finished speaking, his feet seemed to have been kicked by something, and his body went limp, falling forward like mud.
Zhou Hai, who had just run to Han Ling, frowned slightly, stopped walking, reached out to grab Han Ling, who was about to land on his face, and supported him: "You have reached your limit, you should take a good rest."
When you are elsewhere, you feel like you meet a fellow countryman or a good friend.
Zhou Hai was not exempt from the common deeds, and he would help this fellow girl who was determined to join the military camp.
"No, I still want to run."
Han Ling took a breath with the help of Zhou Hai's hands, regained consciousness slightly, and showed a firm look on her face. She wiped the sweat dripping from the corners of her eyes with her hands and gritted her teeth.
After finishing his words, he broke free from Zhou Hai's hands.
Without warmth and support from Zhou Hai, Han Ling, who had already reached her physical limit, gritted her teeth and moved forward with firm perseverance.
This assessment is related to her fate, so she must not give up.
"A determined girl."
Zhou Hai smiled, shook his head slightly, stepped forward, and ran at a faster speed.
"Bang!" Behind him, Jiang Lei, whose face was flushed, rolled his eyes, lost consciousness, and fell to the ground like mud.
The soldiers who were waiting all around immediately rushed over, picked up the unconscious Jiang Lei and ran to the medical area.
"boom!"
At this moment, Han Ling, who had continued walking for about ten steps, suddenly fell to the ground, her delicate and fair face covered with dust.
"ah!!!"
Han Ling was not unconscious. She clenched her hands into fists, her eyes were red, and she roared with all her strength. Her slowly trembling legs once again propped up her thin body.
The curved back, like a bent sword, gradually stood upright.
"come on!"
"come on!"
"come on!"
In the playground, dozens of girls in the medical area stood up and shouted for Han Ling.
stand up,
go ahead.
step,
two steps,
five steps,
Ten steps.
Han Ling, who was stumbling, fell to the ground again, her whole body soaked, and turbid and warm beads of sweat left her forehead and seeped into her eyes.
The sodium chloride contained in the sweat made her eyes hurt. Han Ling wiped her eyes with the back of her hands covered with dust and dirt, gritted her teeth, and tried to stand up again.
"Bang bang!"
Behind him, the other two boys who gritted their teeth and persisted had reached the limit of their willpower. Their eyes darkened and they fell to the ground.
There were only three people left on the track.
However, Han Ling, who fell to the ground, had no strength to stand up again.
The hot sun fell on my face, and my eyes were blurry due to the pain of sodium chloride. I tried my best to get up, but I couldn't exert even a trace of strength.
At this time, two nurses came as quickly as possible carrying a stretcher, placed Han Ling on the stretcher, and sent her to the medical area.
Then, just a few minutes later, the last boy on foot fell to the ground unconscious.
There are only a few people on the track, and only Zhou Hai is running silently.
Looking at the playground track, he was the only one left. Zhou Hai remained silent and did not speak.
limit?
At this speed and level of physical exertion, since we haven’t eaten today, it will take about three hours to reach the limit after running 60 to 70 kilometers.
If you eat enough, well, you can run all day and all night without any problem.
"It's lap 52."
In the center of the playground, Zhang Zheng stood under a shady tent, holding a mineral water bottle in his hand. He looked at Zhou Hai, who was still running fast, and silently gave the numbers in his heart.
52 laps, with a total mileage of 15.6 kilometers, close to the level of the Army’s front-line field troops.
However, looking at Zhou Hai who was just panting, Zhang Zheng couldn't help but rub his slightly swollen forehead - where is this guy's limit?
Even if soldiers in the Army's front-line field troops run a 15.6-kilometer long run without any weight, their bodies will react greatly.
"Tan Ping, how are the other candidates doing?" Zhang Zheng exhaled, shook his head, and asked the officer beside him: "How many have passed and what is the elimination rate?"
"Leader, three of them suffered from moderate heat stroke and dehydration and have recovered. The other candidates are fine and can recover for one day. Eight female students are in B grade and one is in A grade. The elimination rate is 70%."
The officer Tan Ping, who was holding a notebook to record the candidates' data, had a serious face. He flipped through his notebook and replied: "Eighteen male students are in Grade B and six are in Grade A. If Zhou Hai is added, seven will be in Grade A. The elimination rate is 58.4%, there are many young talents this year, the elimination rate has been reduced by 10% compared with the past, and the proportion of A-level candidates has increased by 100%."
"There are nine girls and twenty-five boys. I hope this number will not decrease any more." Zhang Zheng sighed softly after hearing what officer Tan Ping said.
Tender and full of potential, they are an indispensable and important component for any organization and force.
If you want to develop and grow, without the addition of fresh blood, these are all empty words.
However, for the Air Force pilot profession, it is really difficult to add new blood.
Sixty boys and thirty girls, all young elites, the best among men.
Even so, a total of fifty-six people were eliminated in the first round of assessment alone.
The second assessment tests the sense of balance and space, the third is a flight simulator to test flying talent, and the fourth is an extremely detailed political review. After passing these levels, how many people can stay?
As for the so-called cultural tests and psychological tests, they are irrelevant.
However, even if these candidates pass the centralized selection and receive admission notices from the Air Force Aviation University, more stringent tests await them after entering the aviation school.
Heavy and cumbersome courses, strict physical training requirements, annual physical examinations, assessments for beginners, and an outrageously high grounding rate.
In the aviation school, no one will suppress you, and no one will bully you, because everyone is busy studying and taking assessments.
As for outstanding air force pilots, the air force will not reject anyone who comes, and they will take as many as they want, and even fight over them.
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Dare not speak.
fell into silence.
Shivering.
My face hurts, I won’t show off anymore.
