In the afternoon, Zhou Zhihan went to Major Jeff Hunter's office early.
Major Jeff Hunter had already issued a temporary special pass for Zhou Zhihan. It had the name of the trainee and the unit he belonged to. Major Jeff Hunter personally signed it and stamped it with the seal of the Military Education Office.
"Zhou!" Major Jeff Hunter handed over the special pass, "We received a call from Randolph Air Force Academy this morning, saying that you can now return to Randolph Air Force Academy to continue your studies!"
Zhou Zhihan was stunned. This came too suddenly. He rushed here three months ago, and now he was in a hurry to take it back.
Major Jeff Hunter said with a smile: "This is a good thing! In the physical fitness test for the graduating class the day before yesterday, your excellent results were obvious to all. After you left that day, the Marine Corps wanted your information in the afternoon, but because you belonged to The information of the Air Force Academy cadets is still at the Air Force Academy, so the Marine Corps personally called and asked for the cadets at Randolph Air Force Academy.”
Zhou Zhihan didn't say anything. He already had clues about the spy of the special high school class under Xiangshan Meiko's line. He would leave tomorrow, and the time seemed very rushed.
He must kill the spy from the Special High School before leaving.
"Tomorrow morning, the school will send a special car to take you to the military airport in New York, where you will board a military plane and fly to Randolph Air Force Academy." Major Jeff Hunter opened the drawer and said, "Major General Arthur King asked me to Let me tell you, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can always come to him."
Zhou Zhihan felt warm in his heart. He was just a young student, but he was so honored to receive the care of the general!
"Major!" Zhou Zhihan asked, "Can you postpone returning to Randolph Aviation School for a few days?"
"Hmm!" Major Jeff Hunter thought for a moment, "No, because military planes flying to Randolph do not arrive every week. Moreover, we have already told Randolph that you should go to the Air Force Training Office at noon tomorrow. Report.”
Zhou Zhihan also learned from Major Jeff Hunter and shrugged their shoulders. If it weren't for Major General Arthur King, how would he, an international student, be qualified to fly to Randolph Air Force Academy on a military plane?
For ordinary students, it would be good if the military academy sent a car to the train station.
Major Jeff Hunter took out a phone number from the drawer and handed it to Zhou Zhihan: "This is the major general's phone number. Keep it safe! You are really lucky."
Major Jeff Hunter patted Zhou Zhihan on the shoulder: "Tonight, Claire Lee Chenault and I may have to go a little later, because we have to visit another old friend on the way. You go first, and Have fun there, the drinks and food there are very cheap, Li and I will go look for you, I heard that you are very good, Li also wants to get to know you."
After leaving the Military Education Office, Zhou Zhihan got on his bicycle and set off towards New York City, which is about 40 kilometers away from the Military Academy at West Point.
Although private cars were quite common in the United States at this time, and taxis were also available on the streets, Zhou Zhihan still liked riding bicycles.
Because he really couldn't stand the strong smell of taxi drivers. The smell of his own smelly socks made him frown, and the body odor of these taxi drivers could definitely make people vomit.
However, it may be that most Europeans and Americans have that smell on their bodies, so they are already used to the smell of taxi drivers, but as an Asian, Zhou Zhihan really can't stand it!
The smell got into his head and lingered three days later. He couldn't even eat. This was why he preferred to put socks under his pillow when he lived in the dormitory.
The students come back from exercise every day covered in sweat. The smell is as bad as smelling their own smelly socks.
Cycling is also a kind of exercise, which can make the muscles of the lower limbs more coordinated and the strength more balanced. This can be regarded as an aerobic fitness session.
Before it got dark, Zhou Zhihan arrived at the military club.
At the door, a sergeant led two soldiers to check the identities of the soldiers entering the club.
At this time, there were several soldiers standing outside the door of the club, chatting in low voices, smoking, and occasionally laughing and scolding each other.
Seeing Zhou Zhihan in a Chinese tunic suit approaching, the sergeant stretched out his hand to him from a distance, stopped him, and said coldly: "You can't go in here."
With an Asian face and Chinese tunic suit, he must be Chinese.
Japanese people don’t wear Mao suits, just like Chinese people don’t wear Japanese samurai uniforms.
"Oh, I have a temporary pass here!"
Zhou Zhihan said and took out the temporary special pass.
A soldier stepped forward, took the pass, looked at it, and turned to hand it to the sergeant.
The sergeant looked Zhou Zhihan up and down: "Take out your student ID card and have a look."
Zhou Zhihan took out his student ID card, which he had already prepared.
Seeing that Zhou Zhihan and the photo on the student ID were of the same person, the sergeant returned the special pass and the student ID to Zhou Zhihan: "Go in!"
At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind hit his nostrils, and several blond girls passed by Zhou Zhihan. They were beautiful and tall, and one of them, a blond girl, was almost as tall as Zhou Zhihan.
Don’t these girls want a pass?
Zhou Zhihan looked at the backs of these girls and thought to himself.
Entering the door, there is a small living room. This is where soldiers temporarily store their things. If it rains, this is also where rain gear is stored.
An old man was sitting at the table with a newspaper in his hand. Seeing Zhou Zhihan come in, he said: "The old rule is that no one is allowed to bring weapons in. If you carry weapons with you, please store them in the safe. If there is nothing to store, just leave them in the safe." Get yourself a sign on the table and go in.”
Obviously, the old man could tell at a glance that Zhou Zhihan was not a frequent visitor here and might not understand the rules here, so he told him.
gun?
Damn.
nonexistent.
Zhou Zhihan has never even touched a gun since he joined the army in China.
He took out an exquisite sign from the box on the table and put it in his pocket, walked inside, opened the second door, and entered the military club.
As soon as he came in, Zhou Zhihan regretted it.
At this time, there were not many soldiers in the military club, but there were many girls with various styles, hot bodies and youthful atmosphere.
When Zhou Zhihan came in wearing a black tunic suit, he instantly attracted the attention of all the girls.
American girls' passionate eyes never dimmed. They stared at Zhou Zhihan up and down.
This made Zhou Zhihan feel that he was the only one from the Guliang family, and you all were all bad sirens with bad intentions.
At this moment, Zhou Zhihan really didn't know what he should do, he didn't know where to go. Should he stand where he was, or run around the room like a headless fly and then laugh under the gentle laughter of the mushrooms? Find a seat and sit down.
real.
At this moment, Zhou Zhihan was helpless.
This is a problem that even a system cannot solve.
He secretly blamed himself, why he didn't consult Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen or Major before coming here about what to pay attention to in the military club and what entertainment items were available.
Fortunately, I could barely be considered a bitch before I traveled through time.
Zhou Zhihan can be sure that if his honest and nerdy ex was standing here at this moment, it would be difficult to survive for a minute under the hot gazes of these girls.
The girls seemed to notice Zhou Zhihan's embarrassment and giggled out loud.
Zhou Zhihan sweated in his heart and complained endlessly. I am not here to be the emperor. Why are you staring at me when you have nothing to do?
"Hi! Oriental, can you buy me a drink?" came a girl's voice.
This voice undoubtedly means help is coming.
Zhou Zhihan looked at the source of the sound with great gratitude, and was stunned again.
