Zhou Zhihan's physical fitness has passed the test and there is no need to continue testing.
As the principal of West Point Military Academy, Major General Arthur King still had a lot of work to do today. He drank some water and chatted with Zhou Zhihan for a while about Chinese history and delicious food. After that, he continued with Major Jeff Hunter, adjutant general. Go watch the physical fitness test of graduating students.
Major Jeff Hunter gave Zhou Zhihan a few days off so that he could prepare well. As an observer and technical researcher at West Point Military Academy, he would participate in the Marine Corps' selection of good candidates from all military academies.
Zhou Zhihan had just turned around and walked more than ten meters when Major Jeff Hunter's voice came from behind him.
Stop.
Turn around.
Major Jeff Hunter whispered: "Zhihan, the new Japanese student Ryunosuke Sakamoto was seriously injured the day before yesterday. He suffered internal injuries and was first treated in the medical office of the military school. He is now hospitalized. He will return to the hospital after being discharged. They were recuperating in the embassy and took half a month's leave.
We reported the injury as an injury he sustained during training.
Also, try not to go out during this period.
I heard students say privately that Sakamoto Ryunosuke hates you to the core and vows to take revenge on you.
It seems that the Japanese consulate also knew about this matter yesterday. Perhaps because Sakamoto Ryunosuke has been defeated repeatedly by you, they may feel that they are shameless, so they did not speak out about this incident.
Now, I estimate that all the Japanese in New York City know your name, so if you can't go out as much as possible these days, being in the military academy can ensure your safety. "
Zhou Zhihan felt warm in his heart. Major Jeff Hunter was indeed an upright man. He did not hold grudges because of his confrontation with him in the office the day before yesterday: "Thank you, sir!"
"I also know about the relationship between China and Japan. It's not convenient for me to say more. I can only tell you this so that you can take care of yourself in the future!"
After Major Jeff Hunter finished speaking, he patted Zhou Zhihan and left.
This young Chinese student is patriotic, loyal, brave, and responsible. He is very rare. Although he is a little naughty, most young people are like this. He himself has experienced youth, which is normal.
Most young people are lively by nature. If they are more lively, they will naturally feel unsteady.
But the real society is like this. Young people should be positive, innovative, enterprising, and have distinctive personalities. Middle-aged people should be steady and steady, work low-key, and think carefully about everything. Old people should be wise and provide young people with life experience. Reduce the confusion of middle-aged people.
Zhou Zhihan saluted Major Jeff Hunter: "Thank you, sir!"
Major Jeff Hunter didn't look back, nodded and left.
Thinking of Ryunosuke Sakamoto, Zhou Zhihan sneered. If he were not in the United States or at West Point Military Academy, he would let this dog with Chinese blood on his hands die.
He now wished that Ryunosuke Sakamoto could come to find him outside the school. As long as he left West Point Military Academy, Zhou Zhihan would have many ways to kill Ryunosuke Sakamoto so that this beast would not do evil again after he finishes his studies.
He is now very talented and bold.
Zhou Zhihan is no longer the Zhou Zhihan he was half a month ago. As long as the Japanese dare to find him, he will dare to kill them.
Just like Xiangshan Meiko, as long as her hands are stained with Chinese blood, she must die!
Although the Japanese hate him to the core, they don't dare to blatantly shoot him behind the scenes in the United States. They just need to be more careful in the future. Now he hopes that the Japanese can come to him openly and courageously.
Back in the dormitory, it was not yet ten o'clock. Zhou Zhihan went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on the standard Chinese clothes, a Mao suit, and a student hat. He rode the bicycle he had exchanged for last night and left West Point Military Academy. Open the gate and ride to the old cowboy's hotel.
He was now riding at a speed that never slowed down, and in less than an hour, he arrived at the old cowboy's hotel.
Seeing Zhou Zhihan park his bicycle at the door of the hotel and then walk into the hotel, the old cowboy pointed to a stool.
The two of them didn't talk to each other. Although they had not known each other for a long time, they admired each other. It wouldn't be called a good friendship, but they could pee in a pot.
This is enough!
Zhou Zhihan sat on the stool, took out two cigarettes, and threw one to the old cowboy.
The old cowboy lit a cigarette and held the brim of his hat low. Zhou Zhihan couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he could feel the wisdom in his eyes: "About two o'clock last night, the three Japanese asked me when you were going to I’m here to stay for a few days.”
"Sure enough, they are Japanese!" Zhou Zhihan said, thinking of the scene when the three Japanese entered the Chinese owner's small restaurant last night.
Damn, you came just in time, before I had time to look for them, the little devil came to my door instead.
"I only told them that you are Chinese. I don't know what your name is and what you do."
At this time, American hotels did not require identification documents for accommodation, and hotels like the Old Cowboy did not require it. As long as you paid, you would be accommodated.
Zhou Zhihan smiled: "Next time they ask you, tell them that China Zhou Zhihan, an international student at West Point Military Academy, is always waiting for them!"
The old cowboy was very calm and was not surprised that Zhou Zhihan was an international student at West Point: "When I heard the three of them chatting, they also mentioned the West Point Flying Military Academy. It seems that one of them is also a student at that military academy."
"oh!"
Zhou Zhihan suddenly became interested.
The old cowboy crossed his legs on the table: "One of the younger Japanese students said that he seemed to have seen you in the Air Force Academy somewhere."
"Randolph Air Force Academy?"
"Yes, yes, it's Randolph Air Force Academy. He said he was in the same grade as you, and he said you seemed to have failed the class for some reason. Later, guests came and I didn't listen carefully!"
Zhou Zhihan was not embarrassed at all and smiled. He was sure that the old cowboy was trying to save face for him: "Are they still here?"
"They left at dawn!"
"Oh! I'm going to take a nap. Don't let your girls or anyone else disturb me. I have important things to do in the afternoon."
The old cowboy didn't say anything. He took the key from the wall beside him and threw it to Zhou Zhihan.
Zhou Zhihan went upstairs with the key, and the old cowboy's voice came from behind him.
"Sarah Palin cleaned the house yesterday at noon. The house is clean."
"Thanks! Tell her to buy her a drink when you have time!"
Zhou Zhihan entered the room, thought for a moment, and took out the Do Not Disturb sign and hung it outside the door.
Staying in the old cowboy's hotel is only a temporary solution, and you cannot stay for a long time. You should find a house not far from the military school to live alone, so that you can practice your flying skills.
And he has excellent hearing. Here, he can sometimes hear indescribable sounds coming from the next room next door.
The most important thing is that Japanese people have been here recently.
Those sounds were really not what he wanted to hear on purpose, but those indescribable sounds that reached his ears, and then his ears couldn't help but listen.
Recalling what the old cowboy said just now, it should be that among the three Japanese people yesterday, one of them was a young man who was also at the Randolph Air Force Academy. Could this young man be the one who turned around and stared at him for a few seconds at the hotel door yesterday? The one?
Zhou Zhihan had no impression of this Japanese, including what Randolph Air Force Academy was like. His memory was a little blurry, and even the faces of the students who came from China together were a bit unfamiliar to him.
Could this be because some memories of my ex have gradually disappeared?
Zhou Zhihan didn't know about this. Anyway, since he killed Xiangshan Meiko and left that night, his ex's consciousness has never affected him again.
This is a good thing!
Lying comfortably on the bed, Zhou Zhihan turned on the system.
