The training at West Point Military Academy is extremely strict, but it also has a humane side.
Today is Saturday, the instructors have finished class early, and they have their own private lives.
Saturday is the students’ favorite day, just like Friday afternoon in China, which has a special place in the students’ hearts.
After lunch, most of the school leaders and instructors, those who have families, go back to their respective homes. Those who have no home or whose home is far away can also go out to have fun. It is very close to the bustling streets of New York. Bars, dance halls, and hotels are their favorites.
The same goes for the cadets of the military academy. Their extracurricular life is no less than that of the leaders.
The cadets are young, sunny, and energetic. Entering West Point Military Academy is equivalent to being young and promising. They also receive a lot of military pay. During breaks, they go out alone, in groups of one or two, or in groups of three or five.
Girls have a soft spot for these young and promising West Point cadets.
The golden signature of West Point Military Academy is also the golden signature of the cadets.
Moreover, there are not many children from poor families in the United States whose monthly military pay is paid on time, enough to support their indulgences on several Sundays a month.
Everyone knows that students who graduate from West Point Military Academy will have at least the rank of sergeant or warrant officer after entering the army, and they will have a bright future!
Girls know this even more. Therefore, as long as the cadets of West Point Military Academy are not ugly enough to make people and gods angry, they will have no shortage of girlfriends.
When I walked into the school gate, there were almost no people there compared to before noon, and it seemed deserted.
"Hi! Man, you know, you are the first student to come back after going out! Isn't your dick too fast to come back so soon?"
The two guards on duty laughed and teased Zhou Zhihan.
Zhou Zhihan raised two middle fingers at them: "If it weren't for you two stinky pieces of shit, I would have left this damn place long ago! Fuck!"
The two guards laughed: "Fuck, don't make excuses for your dick, damn it. You go out and fool around every day, but you didn't develop any good skills. You came back so quickly..."
Zhou Zhihan continued to raise his middle finger, walked backwards, looked at the two guards, and cursed some Chinese words they didn't understand, which made them laugh even more.
On the way to the dormitory, Zhou Zhihan felt that several other grade students had strange expressions when they saw him, and they followed him from a distance.
What the hell happened again, Zhou Zhihan thought to himself.
Zhou Zhihan just walked to the door of the dormitory and saw Ryunosuke Sakamoto sitting on his bed.
Seeing Zhou Zhihan return, Sakamoto Ryunosuke immediately stood up with an arrogant and disdainful look on his face, changing from the decadence and unwillingness he had after failing in the competition.
Among the other students in the room, some whistled, while others shrugged and spread their hands to show off.
"China Week, I'm here to challenge you!"
Sakamoto Ryunosuke said it very directly.
"Why should I accept the challenge of my defeated general? What good will it do me to defeat you again?"
Zhou Zhihan didn't even look at Sakamoto Ryunosuke, and threw his shoes aside. He felt relaxed all over, humming, lazily lying on the bed, grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the bedside, lit it, and He raised his legs and shook his feet and asked.
"Fuck!"
Several students couldn't help but swear, "We haven't even fought yet, and you are sure to win."
The students spitting fragrance every day is also a kind of communication, and sometimes it is also a way to relieve stress. The curses such as "fuck, shit, damn, dick" and so on are all casual.
Sakamoto Ryunosuke didn't expect Zhou Zhihan to say such direct words. He was speechless and couldn't find anything to refute for a while.
That's right, why should I fight with a defeated general? What benefits can I get from beating you?
"Although you said you beat me this morning, I heard that it was because you took banned drugs!" After a moment of confusion, Sakamoto Ryunosuke went straight to the point.
In the morning, Ryunosuke Sakamoto lost to Zhou Zhihan in three tests. He was extremely depressed. During lunch, he heard rumors in the school that the Chinese student Zhou Zhihan, who was competing with him, had taken illegal drugs before the physical fitness test. , so he was detained at West Point Army Academy and could not return to the Air Force Academy for the time being.
As a result, Sakamoto Ryunosuke regained his confidence.
Looking at the arrogant Sakamoto Ryunosuke, Zhou Zhihan's mouth twitched repeatedly, but he was not angry.
Anger is the devil.
A strong person will not get angry easily.
Zhou Zhihan knew that someone at the school must have deliberately leaked the news that he was taking stimulants.
Since someone doubts me, then I have to slap you in the face! Many people question me, and I will slap you in the face.
It's your right to question me, then it's my right to slap you in the face.
Zhou Zhihan knew that if he didn't agree, this stubborn Sakamoto Ryunosuke would definitely kick his nose in the eye!
The Japanese have always been arrogant in front of the Chinese, calling the Chinese the sick man of East Asia. Today, they were slapped in the face three times in a row. Sakamoto Ryunosuke will definitely not let it go.
In this case, I will continue to slap you in the face, slap you Japanese devils in the face, and let as many people know as possible.
"Let's do this! Seeing that you're standing there and can't get off the stage, I'll give you a chance. It doesn't mean much if you win the three tests this morning! As long as it's a physical fitness test, you can tell me what you want to compare with."
"Fuck!"
Several American students cursed excitedly.
Do you think this is human language? In the military academy, you beat others in three categories in a row, and you still say it's boring?
How do you want to win to be interesting?
Sakamoto Ryunosuke said: "You mean, as long as it is a physical fitness test, you are willing to accept the challenge?"
Zhou Zhihan nodded.
Although he was slighted again, Sakamoto Ryunosuke was still overjoyed. He finally found a chance to regain his face. He extended his palm towards Zhou Zhihan: "Let's high-five and it's a deal!"
"Snapped!"
Zhou Zhihan didn't get what he wanted, so he struck out with his palm.
The moment the two palms came into contact, Zhou Zhihan recorded all the information about Ryunosuke Sakamoto.
Looking at Sakamoto Ryunosuke's information on the interface, Zhou Zhihan was stunned again. His touch perception could selectively admit other people's most confidential file information:
Ryunosuke Sakamoto, lieutenant of the ninth detachment of the third brigade of the 27th mixed brigade of Japan's Itagaki Division, had been in China for two years and had carried out assassinations, and his hands were stained with the blood of the Chinese. This time I changed my status as a student to study in the United States because I wanted to learn more advanced tactical concepts.
Before traveling through time, Zhou Zhihan hated the Japanese invaders the most. Traveling back to the era of the Anti-Japanese War was both his misfortune and great luck.
Unfortunately, he will have to join the war in the future. Fortunately, he can kill the Japanese.
After knowing the information about Ryunosuke Sakamoto, Zhou Zhihan remained calm on the surface.
Sakamoto Ryunosuke said proudly: "We are still competing on three items, running, strength, boxing, and victory. The winner is to win two out of three."
Zhou Zhihan spread his palms and motioned to Ryunosuke Sakamoto to be more careful.
Ryunosuke Sakamoto: “First, run 60 meters back and forth three times to see who is faster and has better sprinting ability;
Second, deadlift, who has the strongest strength;
3. Free fighting, Japanese karate versus your Chinese Kung Fu, see who is the ultimate strong man. "
Zhou Zhihan simply lay down on the bed, raised his feet, and relaxed:
"You can choose the time, place, and method of the competition. I promise you! However, I feel that this is not exciting enough. I request that a more exciting competition be added to the three items you mentioned. If you don't agree, , let’s forget about this competition.”
This is very irritating. If you, Sakamoto Ryunosuke, want to compete with me, it depends on my mood. And you can only agree to my request, otherwise you will not compete.
