Chapter Eighty-Six: Three Kilometers!

"Read the book carefully, have you memorized the confidentiality regulations?"

Zhou Hai smiled, took out the confidentiality regulations issued from the side of the bed, and handed them to Yang Miao: "You have this thought, other girls may not have it, not to mention, we don't have time." ”

Yang Miao saw the confidentiality regulations in Zhou Hai's hand, and the whole person was not good, and quickly explained: "How can it not be, you see us, there is an hour and a half of personal rest every day, I ......"

At this moment, a sharp and rapid whistle suddenly sounded and entered the dormitory.

Hearing the whistle, Zhou Hai put the books away and his face was flat: "Let's go." ”

Yang Miao's face was full of helplessness, and she subconsciously looked at her watch, and at 12:30, the personal break ended.

"Damn, it's too punctual, and I'm playing emergency assembly again." Looking at the back of Zhou Hai's rapid departure, Yang Miao vomited and hurriedly followed.

"Kick!" The entire dormitory building was in a state of commotion, and there was a slight vibration, and all the flight cadets who had just finished their lunch break left the dormitory as fast as possible and rushed to the bottom of the building to assemble.

Time, sixty seconds passed.

The commotion was calm, and the total number of flight cadets was 120 people, and the assembly was completed according to the formation of a column of 10 people.

"Stand upright, take a break, and report the number!" Tan Gang, who was wearing a blue and white training uniform, looked at everyone with a pair of sharp eyes, and his fierce aura was scattered, giving a series of instructions.

"One, two...... Ten. ”

"One, two...... Ten. ”

"One, two...... Ten. ”

"Full Army!"

The loud and swift sound of the flight student sounded, and the number was finished as the student at the end of the last column gave a prompt.

"Today is the second month of your training, and we're going to start a new training subject, everyone, push-ups preparation." Tan Gang stood like a towering cloud pine, his back was broad and straight, his eyes scanned everyone, his face was serious, and he announced the new content.

After receiving Tan Gang's order, everyone's faces were indifferent, without the slightest bitterness from before, and they dispersed in an orderly manner and began to prepare.

The hands support the ground, and the muscles in the chest and waist are tense.

Straighten your legs and hold your breath.

"A hundred push-ups, go." After all the flight students dispersed and were ready, Tan Gang's eyes flashed with satisfaction, nodded and shouted.

When the words fell, the attention of the whole person naturally fell on Zhou Hai, who was in the back position on the left side of the team.

After a month of running-in and getting along, Tan Gang has a preliminary understanding of Zhou Hai, a freshman from Sichuan Province, whose physical fitness is very good, comparable to that of an active field soldier who has undergone long-term training.

After a day of rigorous training, I didn't frown.

The first in physical training, the first in queue training, the first in political theory, and the daily personal rest time, in addition to staying in the dormitory to read, is to go to the library of the aviation school.

The content of the book is all aviation-related books and theories.

To be honest, since he started paying attention to Zhou Hai, Tan Gang has already admired this mediocre-looking young man a little.

At his age, he hadn't worked so hard.

After the order was given, all 120 flight students started push-ups and began to warm up before the training course.

Warm-up exercises.

Yes, after getting along with instructor Tan Gang for more than 30 days, everyone has understood that this guy's favorite thing is to arrange students to do 100 push-ups as a warm-up exercise.

One group in the morning, one group at noon, and one group in the evening.

Every day the thunder can't move, the wind can't blow, three hundred push-ups.

The number is many, not less.

Much, no compliments.

Less, another group.

Three times five divided by two, Zhou Hai, who maintained two beats per second, still finished the warm-up exercise the fastest, and stood to maintain a standard military posture.

"I'm finally second."

In front of the right end of the team, Zhang Zhe, who gritted his teeth, stood up abruptly after silently counting a hundred in his heart, looked at the silent Zhou Hai on the other side, and a trace of excitement welled up in his heart.

Second.

As a freshman who has always wanted to catch up with Zhou Hai, Zhang Zhe has never cut off his goal.

As for why he wanted to catch up with Zhou Hai, the specific reasons and reasons, Zhang Zhe had long forgotten.

Zhang Zhe only knows one thing - Zhou Hai, who is kind to people, is the deepest nightmare in his heart, a lingering nightmare!

Now, as long as he works hard, it won't be long before he can surpass Zhou Hai and win the first place in the daily warm-up exercise.

It's a little exciting to think about.

After Zhang Zhe finished doing 100 push-ups in second place, the surrounding freshmen finished one after another, got up and maintained a military posture, and waited for their companions.

After more than two minutes, the warm-up exercise ended.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in blue and white training uniforms quickly approached the assembly.

"This afternoon's physical training, the content is a three-kilometer run, and the assessment time is 13 minutes, running - walking!" Tan Gang gave a brief explanation, then clenched his hands into fists, raised his waist, made a standard running posture, and gave an order.

All the students made the same standard running movements, neatly and uniformly, followed Tan Gang's footsteps closely, ran out of the dormitory building, and went straight to the training ground.

In the spacious and tidy campus roadway, two senior sisters who were walking slowly, wearing blue uniforms and holding books, walked on the edge of the road.

"This is a new student of this year's flying finger major, right? There are a few handsome juniors, which is pretty good. ”

Seeing the masculine freshman team running neatly, a slightly emaciated senior sister stopped, observed the team carefully, and laughed softly.

"Giggles, it's a little bit of a look, let's go, don't look at it, we still have to take the aviation theory test, we're going to get on the plane soon." Another senior sister smiled, raised the avionics in her hand and shook it, and said.

The emaciated senior sister rolled her eyes: "Look at the junior brother, it's nothing." ”

"Let's go." Holding the book, another senior sister pulled her best friend away.

The weather was cool and breezy.

Soon, the entire team of flight cadets arrived at the training ground all the way to the training ground, ready to start a new training.

"Stand!"

After Tan Gang led the team to the training ground, he shouted loudly: "Take a break, stand up!" ”

The team that was running slowly reacted quickly, stopped moving, formed the formation, and took a break to stand upright.

"Three-kilometer run, which is one of the basic subjects of physical fitness, followed by 6 laps around the training track, free running, the passing time is 13 points, and those who fail will do 100 push-ups."

Tan Gang glanced at the crowd, read out the training content and requirements aloud, and then gave instructions: "Run-go!" ”

Physical training, the only way to enhance the overall quality of the body, runs through every important part of the military career, and is a real torture for recruits.

If you want to improve your combat effectiveness and training performance, you can only have a strong and qualified physique, and you can only go through strict physical training.

PS: I forgot to mention yesterday that Chapter 85 is the addition of the first protector of the Dharma, and today there is also the addition of the hall master.