"Bang!" The bedroom door closed, and there was a crisp sound.
"sorry……"
Li Guanfeng looked at dormitory No. 208 with the door closed, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart. His throat surged, but he didn't know what to say.
Thousands of words, but only one sentence remains.
comfort?
How to comfort Zhou Hai?
He has always been comforted by his girlfriend and has no ability to comfort others at all.
Corridor, windy.
If it weren't for the sub-zero temperature environment at the end of winter, the warm and genial sunshine would give people the feeling that spring has arrived.
…
Aviation School, Office of the Vice Principal.
"drop!"
"Hello? Ge Guisun, what's the matter?"
"Zhang Dongping, I'm going to criticize you, Immortal Banban. What does Zhou Hai's official warning and punishment mean?"
"How do you know? This is our Air Force's business, not your Navy's."
"Do I know? This is not nonsense. Your aviation school is not a high-security unit. Who doesn't know something happens? You must explain it clearly to me today. What does Zhou Hai's official warning and punishment mean?"
"First, the behavior he caused during the game was too bad. Second, although I wanted to suppress him, this time, I have worked hard to help Zhou Hai reduce the punishment."
"Zhang Dongping, Zhou Hai is one of ours! Our junior! What the hell are you thinking about? What kind of behavior in the game can warrant a formal warning?"
"It's probably like slapping you twice in the ears to make you feel angry, then slapping you twice in the ears again, in public."
"What?!"
"Do you think I want to give you a formal warning? Student Mao Zi raised his middle finger to Zhou Hai in private. After the race started, Zhou Hai raised his middle finger openly, once every lap. What kind of behavior is this? Do you know that he blatantly interfered in the race? Normal order, violation of disciplinary regulations!"
"How come I don't know what kind of discipline and regulations I violated?! The middle finger means nothing. If it were a war, I would have passed by with the butt of a gun."
"Article 89 of the Disciplinary Regulations, dereliction of duty, causing losses or adverse effects, and Article 105 of the Discipline Regulations, violating the provisions on military appearance and conduct and military conduct, what is a formal warning? These two are enough for him. A demerit, the higher-ups are paying close attention to this year’s competition. If it weren’t for me, would Zhou Hai have been able to continue competing after receiving the warning?”
"This is a fucking official warning, ugh..."
"Sigh, what a hammer. The competition is not over yet. If Zhou Hai can come back first, won't the warning be revoked in a minute? This year, the chief has let it slip. He will be first in the competition and get second class merit."
"Second-class merit? This is interesting."
"Get out of here now, don't disturb my work. According to me, it's okay to give Zhou Hai some slack. I've only been in aviation school for half a year, and I'm already flying solo. I'm about to graduate. I can just stay for another year to get some qualifications."
"Blow your brains out!"
"Ge Guisun, don't bully me for not knowing Trump!"
…
Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.
Base, indoor fitness court.
The entire fitness center has complete and advanced fitness equipment, including two standard fighting arenas, which are used for daily training of flight students, and the highly anticipated personal fighting competitions are held here.
expect.
Yes, the Russian pilot students are looking forward to the fact that in the individual combat session, they can significantly eliminate the Chinese pilot students.
In the written test and comprehensive physical fitness, no one was eliminated from both sides, because everyone is at the same level, so it is difficult to have a big gap.
Individual fighting is different from traditional one-on-one fighting, where you wear protective gear and clothing. There are only two ways to win. The first way is to knock down, and the second way is to win with the highest score.
The winner advances.
The loser is eliminated. ..
If there is a tie, additional games will be played until a winner is determined.
According to regulations, from a team of forty people in total, 50% of the number, or twenty people, must be eliminated in the individual fighting session.
In the individual combat session, the Russian student pilots relied on their innate advantages of being tall and thick to easily defeat their own student pilots in combat.
Compared with the Mao Xiong, his body is slightly thinner, and his poor congenital conditions put him at a disadvantage.
As for the hard qigong that is so much talked about in the army, this skill is not something that pilot students need to learn.
effort?
It doesn't exist, this is the real world.
There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the fitness center.
The Russian pilot students were doing warm-up exercises, eager to try, gearing up, and looking provocatively at the base pilot students.
The team of students on our side had solemn faces and the atmosphere seemed a bit dull. Zhou Hai stood next to the team, standing in a military posture, silent.
Outside the venue, several base flight instructors, including Li Fu and Fan Erqing, sat quietly, waiting for the competition to begin. Next to them sat the base's top commander and a Russian colonel.
The main event has arrived.
"Are you sure?" Li Guanfeng stood next to Zhou Hai, with the word number mark on his chest, and asked Zhou Hai.
Zhou Hai's expression was calm and indifferent: "Don't worry."
On the chest, there is a word number mark of 40.
The number of Russian students is an odd number, and the base students are an even number. The competition is one-on-one, starting with the battle between No. 1 and No. 2.
Number forty, this is the real terminal number.
"The individual fighting competition begins, contestants No. 1 and 2 come on stage." The base officer holding a notebook, who was responsible for invigilating and refereeing duties, gave instructions in a loud and powerful voice.
The Russian officer, who also served as invigilator and referee, immediately repeated it.
As the instructions for the start of the competition were given, the golden eagle, standing among the team of student pilots, wearing head protection and body protective clothing, stood on the ring without hesitation, looking cool and relaxed.
Among our own team, the pilot student with the No. 2 mark on his chest also stood on the ring with a serious and dignified face.
Number 2, this student pilot is Li Guanfeng's senior brother, named Luo Fei. His flying skills and strength are slightly better than Li Guanfeng's, and he is famous among the students in the base's independent training system.
"We must win." Li Guanfeng clenched his hands and looked up at the ring with worry.
Senior brother Luo Fei is his leader. If Luo Fei loses, it means that he will not be able to participate in the next free air battle.
"Are you ready?" the base officer asked.
"no problem."
"Ready."
Golden Eagle and Luo Fei both looked at each other and responded at the same time.
The air is almost solid.
This is a showdown between two strong men.
After hearing the answers from the two men, the base officer took a deep breath and gave the instruction: "Okay, let the game begin."
The order was given and the three-minute countdown began.
The two entered the attack stance of free fighting, but they did not attack immediately. Instead, they carefully searched for each other's weaknesses.
The student Jin Diao did not drag himself up. The seniors who participated in the competition in the past failed because they despised their opponents. This is a bloody lesson.
The same mistake must never be made again.
Be careful.
