Hot blood?

Not.

Listening to what Zhang Zheng slowly said, many candidates lowered their heads slightly and thought calmly.

Can I really endure loneliness, many restrictions, and be competent for the profession of pilots?

At this moment, many candidates were a little confused.

Looking at the candidates around him who were confused by thinking and being confused, Zhou Hai shook his head slightly, and his vast and profound eyes showed a sense of firmness.

Pilot, this profession means faith to him!

My heart is as firm as iron, and I will never waver!

"Next, start the test about the physical examination. First, everyone runs around the playground and runs freely until they can't stick to it."

Zhang Zheng looked at everyone and exhaled a breath of turbid air, his voice loudly:

"Now, start."

Run until you can't hold on?

As the words of the person in charge Zhang Zheng fell, more than 100 male and female candidates immediately moved after a brief moment of daze.

Many strong boys are full of confidence in their hearts, their feet are full of wind, they are flying, heading straight to the playground track, and galloping at the forefront of the team.

After more than a dozen boys entered the track first, the other boys and girls reacted one after another, entered the track one after another, and started running.

Boys are generally faster, while girls are generally slower.

However, this run is an assessment of willpower and endurance.

"When will this kind of running without weight?" Zhou Hai stayed in the queue of boys, looked at everyone's slightly excited expressions and sighed.

After the words are finished, speed up.

Soon, Zhou Hai, who was getting faster and faster, had entered the sprint stage of the 500-meter sprint stage and easily surpassed the echelon with the largest number of people.

Currently, after a short run, each echelon has been divided into various echelons.

The fastest first echelon, with about eight or nine people in the end, the second place was Jiang Lei, the third place was Zhang Zhe, the cold and pretentious Zhang Zhe, and the sixth place was He Ping.

The entire 302 dormitory seems to be a little hidden.

At present, only Zhou Hai is in the third echelon with the largest number of people, and the other three roommates are all entering the first echelon.

The second echelon has about twenty or thirty people, and many people have lost the opportunity and are working hard to catch up with the first echelon.

The third echelon of men and women is generally slower in speed, and it seems that it is not ready to compete for speed, but for endurance.

At the end, there is a slower fourth echelon, with about six or seven people, all of whom are girls.

At the center of the playground, Zhang Zheng and several officers stared at the candidates running on the track with their eyes firmly. The doctors and nurses standing around were on high alert and ready to rescue.

run.

Run rhythmically and powerfully.

On the track, Zhou Hai, who was almost in a sprint state, easily escaped from the third tier with the largest number of people. After only ten seconds, he surpassed the second tier who was struggling to catch up and headed straight to the first tier at the front of the track.

"Damn, what do this guy thinks? Run so fast?"

A second-tier candidate was stunned when he looked at Zhou Hai who easily surpassed him.

This person doesn't care about physical strength at all?

The other candidates who stayed in the second echelon glanced at Zhou Hai who was in a sprint state, and had no expression on their faces, maintaining their own breathing and running rhythms.

This kind of long-distance race that competes for endurance and willpower, and is meaningless to compete for the so-called first.

The feasible way is to maintain physical strength and rhythm, try to run farther and longer, and waste competitors.

This guy who surpassed them was simply sensational and ridiculous.

Looking at Zhou Hai, who was approaching the first echelon at high speed in a sprint state, Zhang Zheng, standing in the center of the playground, frowned and slightly confused.

"That boy is a little competitive. He just started, he ran so fast and consumed too much energy." An officer next to him with the rank of major shook his head gently.

Long-distance running is full of tests on a person's physical strength and willpower, especially when his legs are as heavy as lead, you must grit your teeth and move forward.

These pilot candidates have never experienced real military training at all.

Another officer holding the information in his hand pushed the glasses on his nose and said softly: "The candidates in the first echelon are very good. Jiang Lei, Zhang Zhe, and Luo Hong have good physical exercise at school and excellent physical fitness. This candidate is Zhou Hai, the second place in Sichuan Province this year, equals the top scorer in other provinces, with a score of 719 and the highest cultural score."

At 719 points, this score is like a majestic and magnificent mountain, you can only look up to it.

This year, the scores of top scorers in all provinces across the country remained at around 680 points, but the top scorers in Sichuan Province and the second scorers broke through the 700-point threshold.

"Continue to watch." Zhang Zheng said calmly, with a sharp look, staring at Zhou Hai who had already entered the first echelon:

"What is Zhou Hai thinking about?"

Zhou Hai, the second-tier man from Sichuan Province, is an important focus explained by the superior leader.

As a genius who gets full score mathematics and full score science comprehensive, Zhang Zheng didn't believe it, and Zhou Hai didn't know what his approach meant.

On the track, after easily surpassing the second tier, Zhou Hai spent about ten seconds successfully entering the first tier at the forefront.

Zhou Hai did not dare to run too fast, nor did he dare to sprint with all his strength.

The speed of 28 meters per second is completely in the non-human stage, and Zhou Hai does not want to expose his true physical condition.

Enough physical strength can be covered with strength, but what excuse should be covered with speed of 28 meters per second?

Some secrets can never be revealed.

"Zhou Hai, what are you doing? Running so fast?"

After Zhou Hai successfully entered the first echelon, He Ping, who was in the sixth place, was breathing heavily and looked at Zhou Hai. He was stunned for a moment, his eyes were confused, and he felt something was wrong.

In the hot weather, He Ping, who was in the fastest first echelon, had a sharp decline in physical strength, had dry lips, rosy complexion, sweat on his forehead, soaked in clothes, and a disordered and rapid breath.

Not only He Ping, but most of the candidates in the first echelon are in a state of rapid physical exhaustion.

Under such an environment and state, Zhou Hai actually ran so fast, which is tantamount to seeking death.

"come on."

Zhou Hai smiled like a spring breeze to He Ping, his legs with constant speed and rhythmicity gave his body a steady stream of power.

Beyond.

Easy and simple transcendence.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Hai left his back to He Ping and continued to move forward.

"Wait, damn, what the hell is this guy? After running for so long, he doesn't even breathe?" Zhou Hai's smile was filled with Zhou Hai's smile. He Ping finally realized something was wrong and was a little confused.

Run at the speed of sprinting, your face is as usual, and you can still talk with a smile.

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Chapter completed!