I looked at the time and it was half past six.

Zhou Hai, who was full of smiles, did not whistle the emergency gathering like the initial training, but walked directly into the accommodation building and came to the door of dormitory No. 101.

The pilots of the Argentine Air Force are used to sleeping until nine o'clock in the morning every day, and slowly go to the cafeteria to eat, and start a day of doing nothing.

train?

It does not exist.

There is no comfort in bragging and spanking.

"Bang!"

The door was slowly opened and a slight sound came.

In the dormitory, it was quiet and dark, with a faint male odor. The four trained pilots were not awakened and were still in their dreams.

"This quality..." Looking at this scene, Zhou Hai couldn't help but shake his head, without any sense of vigilance.

The next second, the sharp and loud whistle swept across the entire dormitory like rushing water.

"God, what happened?!"

"What's going on?!"

Accompanied by the sharp whistle, the four trained pilots who were sleeping suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up, their hazy and blurred eyes swaying left and right, and their faces were full of confusion.

"Get dressed, gathered, give you 90 seconds."

Zhou Hai smiled and looked around the four of them with no color. After leaving an order, he turned around and left dormitory No. 101 and headed to No. 102 next door.

"Buzz!"

A cold wind blows in with the cold winter, shaking the warmth of the interior space of the dormitory and taking away the temperature.

"God, who can tell me what time it's time? I'm a little dizzy now."

After Zhou Hai left, the trained pilot sitting on the bed on his left was full of disbelief. His body was extremely uncomfortable due to the breaking of the biological clock, and he showed a series of negative states.

"It's only six:30 now! Damn it, I'm almost dead when I get up so early to train?!"

"Stop talking, there are only 90 seconds. Get dressed quickly and gather. The Chinese instructor has power."

"Only 90 seconds? God, this guy is going to kill people. It takes me at least 300 seconds to get dressed."

Just as the four people in the dormitory No. 101, who were first taken care of, were busy dressing, the next dormitory No. 102 had been ringing, and the command of the extremely young flight instructor came from.

Immediately afterwards, the entire accommodation building was filled with the sound of door opening and sharp whistles, and fell into a state of chaos.

gather!

The gathering at 6:30 on the eve of winter dawn!

The biological clock at nine o'clock every morning was interrupted and pushed to six half past six. This situation was extremely painful and almost crazy.

There was a commotion in the accommodation building of the trained pilots, and time had quietly passed away. Only then did the 24 pilots in Afang wear warm and thick winter clothes, leave the warm dormitory, and come to the cold open space at the bottom of the building to gather together.

"God, it's so cold, I've never gotten up so early."

"It's six:32 now. It's so damn. I'm almost crazy. Why should I get up so early to gather?"

In the open space, many pilots in disarray kept complaining.

"This is the instructor Zero. Damn, how could he do this? My biological clock was broken and I feel very uncomfortable now."

"Quiet, Blo, stop talking."

Rosal, standing in the team, looked at Zhou Hai standing in front of the team and remained silent. He felt a bad intention in his heart and whispered to remind Blo.

Zhou Hai, holding the timer in his hand, stood in a military posture, quiet and silent, expressionless, and his eyes quietly stared at all the trained pilots.

Afar Afang pilot, who noticed Zhou Hai's situation, complained one after another, seemed to find some clues, felt a depressed and dull aura, and gradually disappeared.

Something seems to be wrong.

"It's six:35 now. I thought your so-called elite pilots would talk until nine o'clock like this. Based on the principle of freedom, I would give you a chance. If you want to continue complaining and chatting, please step forward."

Zhou Hai's most ordinary smile appeared on his face, his eyes swept at everyone one by one, and his words were calm, just like an old friend.

silence!

When everyone heard the standard English from this strange Chinese instructor, they suddenly realized something and fell into a dead silence.

Here, it is not a familiar army that can be free and free, but a cruel elimination site.

The young and insulting flight instructor in front of him holds their power of life and death.

"No one took a step forward?"

Zhou Hai's voice gradually grew higher and short and powerful.

In the field, there was silence.

Take a step forward?

Of course, no one is an idiot who can come here.

Taking a step forward means being able to complain and chat unscrupulously, and also means automatically giving up this special training opportunity and giving up the high-performance fighter worth 45 million US dollars!

Who would like to share a trash-behind Pukara attack aircraft with four or five pilots?

No one!

The eagle is arrogant and selfish, and just wants to fly the blue sky by flying your beloved fighter plane and don’t be unwilling to be touched by others.

The cold wind blew gently.

There is already a hint of clearness in the distant horizon.

"It seems that no one is willing to take a step forward. Well, congratulations to you on passing this assessment and recognizing the majesty of me, the instructor."

Zhou Hai still smiled, but his voice was emotional, cold and ruthless. "Of course, as long as anyone can't stand it, he can still take a step forward and choose to give up every day when he gathers at 6:30 every morning. Each of you has 123 chances of choosing. I don't care about anyone's doubts and provocations, and I won't feel regretful or heartache, and I'm even happy to see such a scene, because that will reduce my workload."

"Do you understand?"

The words were instantly high, roaring like thunder, resounding through the empty and cold space at the bottom of the building.

The awe-inspiring momentum of the rookie pilot scattered and enveloped everyone.

123 chances, 123 days of training, there is a chance to give up once a day, even on the 123rd day.

Taking full consideration of Argentina's free thoughts and democracy, there is no compulsory requirement.

"clear!"

Everyone subconsciously swallowed their throats, their bodies tense, and they couldn't help but stand out in a standard military posture and responded in unison.

"Speak louder, you are soldiers, the elite among soldiers!" Zhou Hai heard a louder roar, easily overshadowing the voices of the twenty-four pilots.

"clear!!!"

A roar higher than decibels came out again.

I want to do it or not, no matter what my heart thinks, I must shout louder voices.

Soldiers have the duty to obey orders.
Chapter completed!