"Me? And the general? Competing in throwing grenades?"
Zhou Zhihan was a little confused. He didn't expect that the principal of West Point Military Academy, Major General Arthur King, would actually compete with him in throwing grenades.
Not only Zhou Zhihan didn't believe his ears, but everyone present didn't believe it either.
Major General Arthur King is 185 centimeters tall, tall and mighty, like a god of war: "Yes, young man, do you dare to compete with an old man like me?"
Zhou Zhihan felt that this was a hot potato and it was better not to take it: "General, I still have a few tests to complete..."
Major General Arthur King waved his hand to interrupt Zhou Zhihan: "Based on your current results, there is no need to continue the next test. Your physical fitness has exceeded the basic requirements of Randolph Air Force Academy."
"General..."
Major General Arthur King's adjutant felt that it was inappropriate for the general to compete with a cadet.
"Young man, are you afraid that if you win against me, I will be disgraced?"
Major General Arthur King ignored the adjutant at all. While asking Zhou Zhihan, he took off his shirt and handed it to the adjutant, and then began to roll up his sleeves.
"General!" Zhou Zhihan saw that the old man was quite stubborn. He stood at attention and said, "I'm afraid that I won't be able to win you and let you down!"
The other school officials were confused again. You couldn't win against the principal. Why was he disappointed?
Major General Arthur King did not expect Zhou Zhihan to say this. He paused and rolled up his sleeves: "Oh?"
"General, you are tall and mighty, with wisdom in your brows. You are both civil and military. You have never seen any big storms. How can you be afraid of losing to me, a young soldier? General, you hope that all the students in West Point Military Academy will be like this." If someone can surpass you, what teacher wouldn’t want his students to have his own mantle and surpass himself.”
Look, what you say is so popular. In the competition later, no matter whether you win or lose, you won't offend the general.
Major General Arthur Jin's eyes lit up when he saw Zhou Zhihan, and he continued to roll up his sleeves, indicating for him to continue speaking.
Zhou Zhihan: "General, you are not only wise and brave, but you also have a childlike heart."
"Hahaha!" Major General Arthur King grabbed Zhou Zhihan, "You kid, give me your best. If you beat me, I will write a letter of recommendation to the principal of Randolph Air Force Academy and ask him to do a good job." Cultivate you, if you can't beat me, don't even think about going back to Randolph Air Force Academy and stay here for another three months."
Zhou Zhihan's mouth twitched, he was afraid that I was flattering him.
Everyone was happy to see the principal, knowing that the competition between him and Zhou Zhihan was not about who would win or lose, but that he wanted to have a boyish madness, just to get back the youthful time that once belonged to him, and it had nothing to do with victory or defeat.
Major General Arthur King was also an instructor. When World War I broke out, he went to the front line and made great contributions. With his ability, he gradually reached the position of principal of West Point Military Academy.
Zhou Zhihan's words sounded like flattery.
But everyone had to admire that Zhou Zhihan's few words prevented the competition between him and the principal from getting into an embarrassing situation.
Several officers couldn't help but wonder to themselves. They were also telling half the truth and half flattering. Why did Zhou Zhihan's flattery make people feel so comfortable?
Seeing Major General Arthur King so happy, Zhou Zhihan no longer had any scruples, and walked side by side to the grenade throwing point with Major General Arthur King.
The test requirement for grenade throwing is to throw the grenade into a barrel 27 meters away.
The grenade throwing barrel is divided into four.
Throwing a grenade into a barrel with a diameter of three meters from 27 meters away will give you 60 points for passing;
Throwing a grenade into a barrel with a diameter of two meters will score 80 points;
Throwing a grenade into a one-meter-wide barrel is worth 90 points;
The smallest one is a 50cm bucket, throw a grenade into it, 100 points.
Hearing that Brigadier General Arthur King was going to compete with former Salted Fish in throwing grenades, many students gathered around him. If there wasn't a test to be done, the last batch of students would also want to come and watch.
Generals competing with students, this kind of scene is not something you expect to see.
Some senior students who were testing their physical fitness secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The departure of this salted fish greatly reduced their pressure.
The student in front of Zhou Zhihan took the time to look back, only to find that the piece of shit that was chasing him had disappeared, and he suddenly beamed.
Major General Arthur King and Zhou Zhihan's waists were filled with simulated grenades of the same size and weight as real grenades. Looking at this formation, the two would not give up until they decided the winner.
The two men were standing five meters away from the white line.
Major General Arthur King asked Zhou Zhihan to come first.
Zhou Zhihan was not polite. He took a few steps forward and the moment his fingertips touched the handle of the grenade, Touch Sensing transmitted the weight, size, air humidity, comfort level, temperature, temperature difference, wind direction, wind speed and other data of the grenade to his eyes. Then it is organized into various postures and movements and transmitted to his fingertips, mobilizing every motor cell in the body, and precisely guiding each projection movement, and the information about how much force should be exerted to achieve an accurate hit is fed back to the brain again. Show the final execution ability - hit wherever you point.
But Zhou Zhihan didn't want to use the system completely. The system was for slaps in the face and for learning. He had to continue to learn from the system and improve himself.
Competing with Major General Arthur King, who still has a childlike heart, throwing grenades is not for the sake of victory or defeat, but for the sake of childlike innocence and for joy.
Zhou Zhihan pulled out three grenades and shot them in succession.
middle!
middle!
Missed!
Three-meter bucket, two out of three.
Some people applauded, some cheered, and some felt secretly happy, hoping that he would miss all the shots next time.
Major General Arthur King nodded. This was a good result. Although he hit one out of two, Zhou Zhihan threw three grenades continuously without stopping, which added a certain degree of difficulty.
"Look at me!"
Major General Arthur King stood on the white line, took three steps from left to right, and threw a grenade into a three-meter-wide barrel with each step.
middle!
middle!
Hit again!
All three grenades hit.
Applause from all around!
Three-meter-wide barrel, Major General Arthur King won.
"Amazing!"
Zhou Zhihan stretched out his thumb, but his face naturally showed a fierceness that refused to admit defeat.
The expression of admiration and unwillingness to admit defeat and the fierceness on Zhou Zhihan's face are what Major General Arthur King wants to see. There is no pretense at all, what he shows is healthy competition, and he will do his best!
"Boy, you have to work harder."
Major General Arthur King automatically stepped back from the white line and walked to Zhou Zhihan to cheer him up.
"This one wins for you!"
Zhou Zhihan puffed out the corners of his mouth, as if he was going to blow you up. He took a few steps forward, stood on the white line, pulled out a grenade, jumped up high, and threw it towards the two-meter-wide barrel.
middle!
He took a step to the left, still leaping high, and threw another grenade.
Hit again.
After Zhou Zhihan's feet landed on the ground, he took two consecutive steps to the right, jumped high again, threw the grenade, hit the edge of the two-meter barrel with a "pump" sound, and fell outside.
Missed!
"Tsk..."
There was a sound of regret from all four places.
Zhou Zhihan's face was filled with annoyance. He waved his hands and backed away, with a blush on his cheeks. He shook his head in a low voice and looked at the palm of his hand: "Just a little bit, just eat one more bite of rice."
Zhou Zhihan's words, "Just one more bite of rice will make you happy" made Major General Arthur King, who is familiar with the customs of various countries around the world, feel comfortable. This young man from China also has the heart of a child. rare!
Major Jeff Hunter and several officers thought that eating one more mouthful of food would make their bodies heavier, and they might not even be able to hit the edge of the bucket.
This is the difference between Chinese and foreign cultures.
