"Seven meters per second?!"

Seeing Zhou Hai running quickly, Zhang Qinlei stood there, staring at the figure with his eyes firmly. He looked at the data displayed on the military panel, frowned slightly, and was puzzled: "What's going on? Running so fast, it's too much physical energy."

Sprinting, running fast like an arrow.

Zhou Hai's speed is slightly lower than the sprint speed of a 100-meter run, and is neither suitable for sprinting nor for 3,000 long-distance running.

You should know that the state of sprinting and running consumes physical strength very severely, far exceeding the normal speed.

With such a running state, it is not up to whether Zhou Hai can run 3,000 meters, even if he runs 3,000 meters, there will be complex and diverse assessment projects next.

Confuse,

Don't understand,

There was still a hint of disappointment.

Could it be that yesterday's written test made Zhou Hai lose himself a little?

No one answered Zhang Qinlei's doubts or questions.

On the track of the training ground, Zhou Hai's face was calm, his breathing was stable, and his surging physical strength was supplied with the needs of his entire body, accurately maintaining the speed of seven meters per second.

Stable and accurate.

After running around the training ground track for three consecutive laps, Zhou Hai slowed down and maintained a uniform speed of five meters per second.

Time gradually disappears every minute and second.

"Ding!"

As Zhou Hai's feet stepped on the white line on the runway for the last time, the micro sensor transmitted the data to the military panel, and the electronic timer in the picture ended and froze at the number of 8 minutes and 51 seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the military panel surface showed the green words "Three Thousand Meters Qualified".

The green light reflected Zhang Qinlei's slightly dark face and shot into his black eyes.

Zhang Qinlei, holding a military panel, was stunned, with his mouth slightly opened, and his eyes looked at Zhou Hai who was so close to him. He couldn't help swallowing his throat, looking like a ghost.

What's the situation?

At 8:51, this three thousand meters score has exceeded the average level of graduated flight students.

Passing the score is not something Zhang Qinlei cares about.

He didn't understand a situation. Why was Zhou Hai like a person who ran three thousand meters, not blushing and not breathing like a person after running three thousand meters?

After entering the army for so many years, Zhang Qinlei has never seen anyone like Zhou Hai.

Looking at Zhou Hai who was in a military posture not far away, Zhang Qinlei looked at the words "Green Qualification of the Three Thousand Meter Subjects displayed on the military panel screen. He came to his senses, shook his head, and said seriously: "Pushups, two minutes, the standard is 50, you can rest for ten minutes."

"Chief, can I cancel the ten-minute break?" Zhou Hai's face was calm, and he stood a few meters away from Zhang Qinlei and asked.

Hearing Zhou Hai’s request, Zhang Qinlei said seriously: “Cancel? Yes, but if there is a problem, you are responsible for it. Are you sure?”

"I'm sure, Chief." Zhou Hai nodded seriously.

"Okay, now prepare for the push-ups assessment." After confirming again, Zhang Qinlei clicked on the screen to operate, entered the screen of the second push-ups, and then issued instructions.

Without saying a word, Zhou Hai supported his hands on the ground, maintaining a standard push-up posture.

Pushups are the best subject of the Flying Students Team. The old rule of 300 pushups every morning, noon and evening is not a joke.

"start!"

After Zhou Hai was ready, Zhang Qinlei issued an order and clicked on the word "Start" on the screen.

After receiving the order, Zhou Hai immediately made an action, supporting his body with strong hands, floating up and down, maintaining the frequency of two moves per second.

He did not make fancy things, nor did he show his extraordinaryness, but improved his speed.

All of these are unnecessary.

The assessment of the comprehensive physical fitness stage is extremely relaxed before the second change, without any difficulty, let alone the current physical fitness.

Two minutes, one hundred and twenty seconds, a total of 240 push-ups, with standard postures and no moisture.

"drop!"

When the two-minute countdown ends, the military panel screen displays 240 numbers, and the green words that pass the push-up project are displayed immediately.

Push-ups, qualified.

Zhang Qinlei stood there, looking at Zhou Hai who was slowly standing up, and then looked at the data displayed on the screen. He was a little stunned, his heart was slightly confused, and he didn't know what to say.

What's going on, Nimbus, what's going on?

Two minutes, two hundred and forty push-ups?!

"Chief, what subject is next?" Zhou Hai stood up, his eyes brightly exuded with spirit, looked at Zhang Qinlei who was in a daze and asked softly.

“Sit ups, 50 times in two minutes.”

When Zhang Qinlei heard Zhou Hai’s inquiry, he immediately reacted, looked at Zhou Hai with a strange look, and said, “Do it now?”

The flight student in front of him completely refreshed his understanding of physical training.

"Um."

Zhou Hai nodded, then lay on the ground, holding his head with both hands, and preparing for sit-ups.

Seeing Zhou Hai ready, Zhang Qinlei rubbed his forehead, which was a little swollen and painful, manipulated the military panel, and entered the content of the next subject.

For sit-ups, two minutes are required to pass the qualification, fifty are required.

Then, with Zhang Qinlei's order to start the assessment of sit-ups, Zhou Hai, who was lying on the ground, once again refreshed Zhang Qinlei's cognition.

The frequency of one second is neither more nor less, neither increasing nor decreasing.

One hundred and twenty seconds, standard, two hundred and forty sit-ups.

Looking at the data displayed on the countdown on the screen after the seat-ups on the State Coast, Zhang Qinlei was no longer stunned or surprised. His face was calm and he was already used to it.

To be precise, it should be already numb.

Sit-up subject, qualified.

There are thirty consecutive single bar pull-up subjects, and they are qualified.

There are thirty consecutive items of parallel bar arm flexion and extension, and they are qualified.

One-legged squat standing subjects, thirty consecutively, passing.

The 100-meter sprint subject is still maintained for ten seconds.

10 meters multiplied by 5 round trips, twenty seconds, pass.

Skip the grade to assess the comprehensive physical fitness and pass.

Time, before I knew it, it was noon.

"Zhou Hai, the comprehensive physical fitness will pass, and a professional parachuting assessment will be conducted tomorrow."

In the training ground, Zhang Qinlei looked at Zhou Hai who was still not sweating or panting at all. His slightly black face was calm and calm, and his expression was calm and regained his original majestic posture, and his words were calm and powerful.

surprise?

sluggish?

It does not exist.

Zhang Qinlei is really numb.

The flight students have full physical scores. Zhang Qinlei, who has worked in the aviation school for more than ten years, has seen many of them, but he has never seen such a comprehensive physical score.

Nicky, look at what are the numbers in this group?

The most basic push-up subjects are two minutes, two hundred and forty.

Sitting ups, two minutes, two hundred and forty.

If it were not for the confidentiality regulations, Zhang Qinlei really wanted to ask Zhou Hai, did you come from the top special forces in the army?

Such comprehensive physical fitness achievements are enough to scare a lot of people.

PS: First of all, I'm sorry, I forgot a very important anniversary - May 8th. Today I received a reminder from a book friend, but fortunately it has not been too long.

Nineteen years ago, on May 8, this chapter was specially updated for three martyrs who contributed to the country.

You must not forget, never forget, and dare not forget.

But I forgot.

Feel sorry.

Very sorry.
Chapter completed!